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Zi Baifeng slipped through the night for a while, and was busy until Zi Shi, which can be regarded as sorting out the entire account, Xiao Shi has already been carried back to sleep by his father, and when Zi Baifeng finally finished tidying up, he suddenly felt that his head was dizzy and his hair was swollen, and he almost fell directly to the ground.

Zi Baifeng had only heard the word exhaustion, but he had never really experienced it himself, and now he understands it.

Not only is his spirit overdrawn, but his spiritual power has also been exhausted, he walked out of the door, the night wind was cold, blowing on his body, making his head clear, raise his head, halfway up the Bird and Mouse Mountain, Uncle Qingshi was swallowing the aura to the moon, and the aura turned into a line of words: "Okay?"

"It's good. Zi Baifeng stretched his waist, and his bones crackled, but he heard a snoring sound coming from one side, and then Zi Jian's voice came: "It's all over?"

It was the four dogs who were sleeping soundly, and he spread a mat on the ground. But Zijian and Yan Lao Wu lowered their voices and chatted about family life. It turned out that these people never left.

"It's over. Seeing the concerned faces of his father and Yan Lao Wu, Zi Baifeng smiled, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission." ”

Seeing that both of them were staring at him, Zi Baifeng turned around and entered the house and took out two account books.

He handed over the two ledgers, Yan Lao Wu flipped through them, and suddenly glared: "Didn't you slap me in the face?"

Although Zijian was a little struggling to see it, he could understand it, frowned and looked at it for a moment, and said, "These two, why are the numbers different?"

"The same account, this one is enough, this one is not enough. Zi Baifeng pointed to the account book in his father's hand and said, "The accounts of fifty-three years are all here, and no one has been missed." ”

"For what would have come up with different results...... Zijian flipped through it, and every number seemed to be the same.

"Heaven must not be divulged. Zi Baifeng yawned, "Early tomorrow morning, I will go to see the prince of the palace and yawn...... It's trapped me. ”

"It's a great job. Yan Lao Wu frowned and looked at the two account books, he couldn't read them, but he always felt unreliable.

It's not enough, but how is it enough? What kind of trick is this?

However, if he can see what kind of trick this is, how can Zi Baifeng still mix?

"Our village is so poor. "It's not that I don't know the way, I was shocked when I calculated it, the approximate property of every household in the village, the public property, and now Zi Baifeng has calculated a similar one, but the number is really beyond Zi Baifeng's expectations.

How can such a poor village develop?

Zi Baifeng settled the accounts, but began to worry about the future again.

No matter how worried he was, by the time the sun had just risen the next day, Zi Baifeng was ready to go to the city.

"I'll go with you. "Zijian has already prepared the burden, and the Yan Wu family has also prepared dry food.

The two of them had just walked a few steps when they heard a crackling sound behind them, and the small stone rushed over: "Uncle, brother, I'll go with you!"

The two looked in the direction of the small stone, and Yan Wu was standing at the door, looking at them with a concerned expression.

"Let's go back, we'll be back tomorrow. Zijian said.

Yan Wu smiled, waved his hand, and still stood at the door refusing to leave, watching a few people disappear completely, and then turned around.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw Yan Lao Wu also follow, and said, "The fourth old man on the front foot just left." ”

He didn't come to see off Zijian and his son, but just squatted at the entrance of the village and smoked for a while.

Yan Lao Wu is old after all, and the road is far away, so he is unwilling to go again. Besides, Zi Baifeng is going to see Fujun, he has been operating in Xiayan Village for decades, but he doesn't even know what Fujun looks like, and it's useless to go.

He handed over a small cage and said, "If there is any progress, write a note to come back, so that the villagers can also feel at ease." ”

The little stone held the cage in his hand, and there were two carrier pigeons with red eyes and white feathers, which were the old man's favorite things, and there were originally a dozen of them, but most of them went into the belly of the bear children, and these two were the only ones left.

"Old man, are you sure you can understand the note?" Zi Baifeng just opened his mouth, and he couldn't help but slap his mouth again, this uncontrollable cheap mouth!

"Lao Tzu, I have seventeen big characters, all of them are upright......"

In the old man's cliché, a group of three people carried a burden, a box, and a cage and went away.

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The gate of Mengcheng is wide open, today is not a bazaar, there is no entrance fee to enter the city, the son and his son have been exhausted all the way, put down their burden under the city gate and rest for a while, drink tea to quench their thirst. Then the father and son parted ways, Zijian took the small stone to walk the streets and alleys to pick up work, and Zi Baifeng went to Mengcheng Mansion by himself.

After another ten minutes, Zi Baifeng had already come to the front of Mengcheng Mansion, informed his name, and said his intention, and the official who guarded the door let him go to the corridor inside to wait for a while, and then go to meet him when the prince was free. Although he is only a small village, Mengcheng Mansion is only a small county seat.

But waiting left and right and waiting for the king to summon him, he walked out of the corridor and walked inside.

This is not the first time that Mengcheng Mansion has come, Zi Baifeng is also familiar with the way, and walked directly to the direction of Fujun's study.

Left side, left side. Right direction, right block.

Zi Baifeng looked at this person intently and didn't speak coldly.

He really didn't want to talk to this person.

"Hey, isn't this a great talent?" Hu Caijun has been respectful and polite to everyone since he became the clerk of the government, and maintained his image of being studious, but the person in front of him is obviously an exception - he has already torn his face once, what else does he need to pretend?

Hearing the other party's tone like a famous prostitute in the capital - the old bustard beside him, Zi Baifeng couldn't help but sigh, and just wanted to open his mouth to ridicule, but in the end he still held back, arched his hand slightly, and said, "I'll meet the prince." ”

"The government is busy with government affairs, and I don't have time to see you now. "As a clerk of the government, theoretically, these literati came to meet the government to ask him to pass it on, and of course he would pass it on to others, and he would also explain the preferences of the government monarch, so as to win the gratitude of others. But Zi Baifeng-

Wait for it, wait for the old world, the water drops and stones, and by the way, knock hundreds of wooden fish or something, anyway, don't want to see the king. What can you do, a nerd who doesn't listen to what's going on outside the window?

To tell the truth, Hu Caijun really looks down on Zi Baifeng, he is just a stupid idiot who reads and reads, such a person should go back to his own mountain nest to study the scriptures poorly, and to be an official is to make money and kill him.

Thinking about it with his ass, the reason why Zi Baifeng came to meet the prince was to pay taxes, such a nerd, in order to get a little bit of the style of a scholar, then he can do anything. Is this kind of thing to ask for the people's lives to be done casually? Even if he is allowed to break his head, Hu Caijun doesn't have to care about it. But the matter of taxation was promoted by Hu Caijun himself, and he didn't want to leave a bad impression in front of the government because of this, and the gains outweighed the losses.

Hindering Zi Baifeng from seeing the king, in fact, he is saving Zi Baifeng, small profits and righteousness, and he knows better than anyone else. A little Zi Baifeng is just the praying mantis in front of the car, if it doesn't block the way forward, who would have to step on him?

"Don't you see me?" Zi Baifeng smiled coldly.

"Nope. "Hu Caijun's head is crooked, where did he come from, where is he going.

Zi Baifeng turned around and left, Hu Caijun saw his back disappear, and then went back satisfied, who knew that Lu Dao had just sat down, and heard the bells and drums outside.

Outside each yamen, there are bells and drums to sound grievances, the iron law of the imperial court, as soon as the bells and drums sound, the officials will go to the court, but the number of bells and drums ringing is only a handful, at least after Hu Caijun arrived in Mengcheng Mansion, he has never heard it.

"Could it be ......" Hu Caijun was suddenly startled, "This Bai Feng is looking for death!"

Despite this, his heart was jumping, and he could hardly help himself, this Bai Feng dared to beat the drum and cry out for injustice!

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On the official road outside the gate of Mengcheng, a man and a horse galloped over, and the guards guarding the city were just about to step forward to intercept him, when they saw the face of the man, they changed the stop to welcome: "General Luo has worked hard!"

General Luo's face was serious, and without saying a word, he entered the city gate and went straight to Mengchengfu.

He carried a secret letter in his arms, although he had not opened it, but he also knew that what the prince was worried about had come true, and now he must let the prince know as soon as possible, and if he had more time, he would be more prepared. If it weren't for that, it would really be a Usha.

Who knew that before the road arrived at Mengchengfu, he heard the bells and drums ringing in unison, and the pedestrians on the road looked sideways.

General Luo subconsciously pulled the reins of the horse, and the running horse Herod neighed, raised his front hooves, and stopped abruptly.

Gently stroking the horse under his crotch, soothing the mount that was restlessly treading its hooves, General Luo looked sideways.

Sitting outside the yamen facing north and south, a young scholar dressed in a green gold was ringing happily with a drumstick in one hand and a bell in the other.

"Nonsense!" "Playing the drum to redress grievances is for the common people to redress grievances, and if the literati want to avenge their grievances, they must go through the procedure of handing over the book, and General Luo has been in charge of the criminal law, so he naturally understands this, and when he sees a bachelor beating the drum to complain, he is angry. The prince of the government has every opportunity and is doing his best for the people, and these scholars are still busy adding to the chaos, so they are not ashamed.

Luo Qianshan turned over and dismounted, beckoned a messenger, sent the horse to the official post, and walked towards the yamen by himself.

"Who beats the drum and shouts grievances?" a man dressed as a master pushed the door and walked out, "Come in and state your grievances!"

"Student Zi Baifeng. Zi Baifeng clenched his fists and said loudly.

Seeing Zi Baifeng, the person dressed as the master also had a slight headache. Zi Baifeng's reputation is actually quite loud, half of it is a talent name, another half is a mouth name, and a small half is an unlucky ghost.

"Come in!" The master turned to get out of the way, Zi Baifeng put down the bell and drum, and walked in with a wooden box.