162 Fan County Order, I am a person with a backstage
The next day, the sun gradually rose in the east and sprinkled the land.
Tang Sicheng really didn't move slowly, and took people with him as agreed, and came to Moshan County early.
At that time, he told An Xin that no matter whether he handled the case or not, he would seek to accompany him here.
An Xin and the others were just self-reliant, supervising a cook to make breakfast after eating.
Tang Sicheng sent the guards he brought to the Qian family.
Qian Ergui, the big landlord of Qian who had woken up, felt frightened when he saw those people in official guard uniforms and a respectful attitude towards An Xin who was sitting there.
Originally, he also wanted to find an opportunity to take down An Xin and them, and sue a few people for the crime of trespassing on people's houses, and by the way, they stole their valuables.
After that, with his relationship with Fan County, he could naturally hand them over to himself.
When the time comes, he will definitely let these good-looking teenagers call them unsuitable for the sky and the earth, and then sell them to those pickled places and let others bully them.
Now seeing a few people being treated so respectfully, the nostrils of the big landlord of Qian shook, and he faintly felt that An Xin had some background in them, which was not a good thing for him.
At this time, in the county government of Moshan County, Tang Sicheng looked at the place where he had stayed for three years, and suddenly had a feeling of being separated from the world.
"I didn't get notice, and the lower officials didn't know that the Tongzhi Lord was coming, and it was disrespectful and disrespectful."
Fan Mengsheng, the current county magistrate of Moshan County, saw the young official sitting in the lobby of the yamen, and a touch of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
Although Tongzhi is one level older than him, he has come to his own territory, and he will not take himself too seriously.
Tang Sicheng heard that Fan Mengsheng was dissatisfied that he was here and did not greet him in advance.
Tang Sicheng, who is decisive and does not ink, treats this Fan County Order who is corrupt and bribery, regardless of whether the people live or die, and he is deeply disgusted.
Even the most basic officialdom greetings don't want to be perfunctory.
He said directly: "This official came this time because he heard that there are people at the bottom of Moshan County who are oppressing the people, forcibly selling the fields of several nearby villages, taking them for their own, and using the surrounding villagers as tenant slaves."
"Ah! Is that the thing?" Fan Xianling made a surprised expression: "How come Xia Guan doesn't know."
Tang Sicheng is not a newly appointed little rookie official, how could he come to Moshan County to judge the case without any preparation.
After he took over this case, he distributed the people he had trained around him for many years to inquire about the news and collected information about the things and people related to the big landlords in Moshan County.
I don't even know when I see Fan Mengsheng's face now, how do you know.
Tang Sicheng didn't want to talk to him meaninglessly, so he looked outside, and the sunshine sprinkled down estimated that the person he sent was coming back soon.
Fan Xianling saw Tang Sicheng's cold expression, and a touch of contempt flashed in his small eyes.
It's just a fellow knower, what kind of pretend to be in front of him, but he has a backstage person in the Hou Mansion in the capital, and he is afraid that he will be an official who is one level higher than himself.
"Is Lord Tang mistaken, after Moshan County took office from this official, although he did not leave no stone unturned, he did not close his door at night.
But it is also the people who live and work in peace and contentment, and there are few fights and brawls."
Tang Sicheng glanced at Fan Xianling lightly, and wondered how embarrassed he was to say these words.
As far as he knows, this Fan County Commander has been in Moshan County since he took office, and he dares to be greedy for any money.
The whole county gave him a miasma, the mountain bandits were arrogant, they robbed houses, gangsters were rampant, and the street dogs dared to molest women from good families.
How embarrassed is he to say that the people live and work in peace and contentment, and there are few such words in big fights.
What about the face!
Tang Sicheng looked at Fan Xianling, who was raising his head and looking arrogant and tall, and narrowed his slender Ruifeng eyes, and the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned.
He pursed his pale moist lips and curled the corners of his lips and sneered.
The face is a good thing, but this one doesn't.
"Knock Knock"
Fan County ordered a pause: "Who sounded the drum of injustice?"
"It's a bunch of villagers." The official came in to report.
Tang Sicheng looked at Fan County Ling with a smile, unhurriedly: "Since someone is beating the drum, shouldn't Fan County Ling go out to see what happened?"
"Humph! A bunch of people." Fan Xianling, who felt that he had been slapped in the face, stood up unhappily, threw off his sleeves and walked out.
Tang Sicheng narrowed his deep and sharp eyes slightly, it seems that this Fan County Commander has a backstage, and he didn't take him, a fellow acquaintance who is one level higher than him, in his eyes.
"......" I can tell you the truth, Lord Tang.
Tang Sicheng, who arranged this matter single-handedly, walked unhurriedly from the back office to the lobby in front, looking at the people who had been summoned in and kneeling tremblingly in the center of the hall.
"Smack!" Shocked by the heavy shot, Fan Xianling looked down with unkind eyes, his face was dark, and he was wearing patched clothes.
"Dare to disrupt the people, dare to beat the drum of injustice."
"Come on, pull it down, each person will hit thirty boards first, and then the official will come to question."
"Ah! If you complain, you have to hit the board first." A group of villagers who did not understand the law said with fear.
Tang Sicheng saw Fan County's order acting like this, and his face sank when he treated the villagers who came to complain.
"The Fan County Order is so majestic, if this official remembers correctly, only the civil prosecutor needs to be punished with a cane for thirty years first.
You didn't even ask them what they were going to complain about, and you ordered them to beat people first, isn't it unreasonable and legal to do so?"
"This official is now the parent official of this side, Lord Tang has already been transferred, so it's better to take care of my Moshan County's affairs."
Fan County ordered that he didn't even pretend.
Although he is a woman, greedy, and not very smart, but even so, Fan Mengsheng still knows that these village women are here to sue something, how can he give these people a chance to speak in front of Tang Sicheng.
Tang Sicheng: "What if the official insists on taking care of it?"
"Humph! You've got to think about it." Fan Xianling's eyes were disdainful: "My brother-in-law is the Marquis of Wuchang in the capital, do you really want to be right with me?"
Tang Sicheng was stunned, he didn't expect Fan Mengsheng to be so direct and carry out the Wuchang Marquis Mansion to suppress him.
Just when Tang Sicheng hesitated to move out of his cousin to confront it, this county magistrate who was corrupt and bribed, connived at bandits and bullies, female businessmen and squires, and pitted the people to the unspeakably miserable.
I heard a few disdainful snorts coming from the door of the lobby.
"I don't know what kind of person the Marquis of Wuchang Mansion is in the capital. Let a foreign local petty official be able to come out and oppress people."
Tang Sicheng saw the person standing at the entrance of the lobby, and his originally solemn expression relaxed.
Marquis of Wuchang, in the capital, is also a second-rank marquis with a title.
Last time, what this unruly young man was playing with in his hand was the token of the General Mansion of Yipin Town, which was really a general with real power.