I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 401

"Go down!"

"Yes, sir!"

After taking off her crimson official robe and returning to the local county government office, Feng Lingjun waved away the entourage, then sat at the desk and looked at the four treasures of the study in front of him, and let out a breath slowly. A hint of tiredness.

He has done similar things several times since he was appointed by His Majesty to inspect the various state capitals.

As long as there is enough evidence to prove that the local officials did not fulfill the duties entrusted to them by the imperial court, and they were fish and meat of the people, then he has the right to execute according to his own wishes without going through the above-mentioned case.

Whether it is to dismiss him from office, put him in prison, or directly behead him, he can do it. Of course, in addition to having the right to kill first, he also has a certain right to appoint and dismiss, and can promote some officials who are not so important.

But compared to the appointment and dismissal of officials later on, what Feng Lingjun did the most was to use the guillotine bestowed by the emperor to kill people and make all the officials frightened. When he mentioned his name, he couldn't help trembling .

Feng Lingjun also knew that by doing this, he was completely cutting himself off from the officialdom, and he didn't know how many people he would offend. Many high-ranking and powerful people regarded him as a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh, and wished to get rid of him as soon as possible.

He knew this, and even before he left the capital, he made a plan, telling himself over and over again in his heart, not to be impulsive, try not to use the guillotine bestowed by the emperor, and use the power given to him by the emperor as much as possible to promote some He is a pillar who really does things for the country and the people.

But the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny.Along the way, he didn't find a few outstanding talents. Instead, he saw those fat-headed and big-eared corrupt officials who were only thinking about how to extract oil and water from the people, but he saw one after another.

Then, in his plan, the imperial guillotine that must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary, has not been really cleaned up since the first day the blood was seen, and the blood on it has not dried up. Another head was sent below.

This almost unscrupulous behavior style made him a reputation that was almost worshiped among the lower class people. The title of Feng Qingtian was passed on by word of mouth and continued to be praised in the Daqian Dynasty.

But Feng Qingtian, who was praised by the people, was another extreme in the officialdom. Officials outside the capital, no matter who mentioned him, would inevitably spit on him.

As for the capital, although there are many voices scolding him, but more fortunately, after all, he finally got him out of the capital, and went to those "earth emperors" in the local area.

Feng Lingjun knew all of this, but after he started the killing ring, he didn't care much about it, except at the beginning, he was a little worried, but he had already tested it out.

In the territory of Dagan, no one dared to touch him, thanks to his grandson who seemed to be the reincarnation of a saint, even if he broke the tacit understanding between various officials since the founding of Dagan, trampled on countless people According to the rule, he is also safe and sound.

"Do you still want to write a memorial?"

A slightly immature child's voice sounded in the study room where Feng Lingjun seemed to be the only one, and Feng Lingjun, whose hair had already turned into jet black, responded softly, and it was not surprising that this was the case.

"Ok!"

"It's really troublesome. After you finish writing the memorial and send it up, wait for the emperor to approve it, appoint officials, and finish these crap things, it will take another ten days and a half months!"

"With the Mohist's organ building boat, maybe it won't take that long!"

Feng Lingjun replied while writing the memorial.

Although the little guy he raised doesn't know what is good or bad, and finds it troublesome, but compared to ordinary inspectors, his rights are outrageous enough

But no matter how outrageous it is, everything he owns is also bestowed by the emperor. He can kill people first, but after killing people, he must clearly explain the reason for cutting people, otherwise, the crime will be serious.

Kill officials without permission!

The emperor didn't even want to bear the responsibility for this crime. There must be a legitimate and justifiable reason for killing people. Killing people at will is a bandit robber.

"It's still very troublesome. If you want to stay here for such a long time, you might as well tell the emperor to send all those fellows from the Imperial Academy over here. Follow me, kill one, and you'll name and replace one!"

"Then I'll just write to His Majesty to let him abdicate and give me the dragon chair under his butt!"

Hearing the out-of-key words from beside him, Feng Lingjun responded angrily.

"Okay, okay, then let that dog emperor abdicate, I have been displeased with that guy for a long time, every time I see him, he looks at me wrongly!"

"Stop talking nonsense, as a courtier, how can you have such unfaithful thoughts?"

Hearing that the guy next to him took what he said seriously, Feng Lingjun's Langhao brush that was wandering on the memorial gave a slight pause.

"Didn't you say it yourself?"

"That's a joke!"

"You are not joking, grandpa, if you want to be emperor, grandson can help, try to let you sit in that position!"

At this time, a third voice rang out in the study room, which seemed to be the only one, and accompanied by a low growl, a Taoist with a handsome face and a beautiful appearance appeared.

Along with the Taoist, there was also a strange beast that had been lying beside the old man, but now straightened up and made an attacking posture.

It was a strange beast no bigger than a lamb, not too big, but its shape was similar to that of a unicorn. Its body was covered with thick and dark hair, its eyes were bright and energetic, and it had a horn on its forehead.

Xiezhi!

If Feng Bingwen couldn't recognize such a recognizable beast, he would be blind to his identity as the Supreme Daoist.

The first time he saw this strange beast, Feng Bingwen felt that he had found the root cause of his old man's killing all the way. Corrupt officials are not so easy to identify. After all, no one would put the words "I am a corrupt official" written on the face.

Some big greedy, on the surface, they seem to have nothing to worry about, their lives are tight, and they look shabby, but in fact, their wealth can reach a level beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But if there is a Xiezhi accompanying them, no matter how well the corrupt officials disguise themselves, they will be in vain. No matter how deep the city is, no matter how good their acting skills are, it will be useless if they encounter such auspiciousness that can discern people's hearts.

"Wen'er?!"

The inspector who was writing the memorial stared blankly at the Taoist who suddenly appeared in his temporary study, and then he was so strict that even if he didn't make any expression, a smile appeared on the daunting face of others .

"You're back!"

"Well, I'm back, I just came over from my grandma!"

Feng Bingwen nodded, and replied, at this moment, he has given up the idea of ​​taking grandma over and letting her stay with grandpa, and let the old man stay alone.

No matter what the reason is, the old man of his family is really capable of tossing around. He is so old, and he is so murderous. I didn't realize it before.

"How is your grandma?"

The person who has been with me for most of my life is now also reborn, and the power in his hands is enough to be called a high-ranking old man.

"Eat well, sleep well, and your body is getting better and better, but there is no one to accompany you!"

Feng Bingwen told the truth, but his eyes couldn't help falling on the Xiezhi who had completely relaxed, no longer vigilant, and even lazily lying back.

"That's good, that's good, I'll go back after a while!"

After receiving the news from his family, the smile on Feng Lingjun's face was no longer so stiff. He was followed by a strange beast. He hadn't smiled for a long time. After all, no official could hide his true thoughts from him. Camouflage in front of him.

"With all due respect, in your current situation, it's better not to go back. Although I have arranged some guardian spirits with grandma, I'm not sure how many people you have offended so far!"

Feng Bingwen suggested from the bottom of his heart, no matter how the Dagan practice world is stretched, there are still some aristocratic families in the country, and he is fearless, but the family members have to take it into consideration.

As far as the old man's killing method is concerned, God knows if he has killed those clansmen from the aristocratic family, maybe there is, and this is not surprising.

"This……"

Hearing his grandson mention this matter, even the old man felt a little embarrassed. After all, what he did was in a certain way an act of angry youth, but the difference was that he could put it into action and treat people he didn't like. With objects, erase them directly.

He knows it's not good, but he really can't stand those fish and meat guys who put on airs in front of him, put on a shameless gesture of compassion for the people, loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, in contrast, send them to the guillotine, and end their life It took him a lifetime to make him happy and clear-headed.

"Let's not talk about these things, I want to ask, what's the matter with this Xiezhi?"

Feng Bingwen raised his finger and looked at the somewhat familiar magic beast, but it couldn't match the things in his memory at all. He had some guesses in his mind, but he felt a little outrageous.

"you do not know?"

There was indescribable surprise on the old man's face.

"Is that the black cat?!"

Feng Bingwen's expression was also a little subtle. It's only been a few years, how did that little black cat look like this?

"Well, it's the cub born of the little tabby cat you brought back, don't you know?"

The old man was a little surprised. He knew almost everything he should know, and he didn't bother to ask more about what he shouldn't know. Anyway, he couldn't control it. Knowing it would be a waste of energy.

"I didn't expect it to be a Xiezhi!"

Feng Bingwen stretched out his hand and couldn't help pinching the center of his eyebrows. This time when he came home, it was really one accident after another.

At the beginning, the old man went to the capital after obtaining his fame, and he even took the little black cat he picked up with him. He didn't care too much. After all, the black cat did have the ability to ward off evil spirits. I live with the old man, but I didn't expect this little black cat to ward off evil spirits too much.

"I didn't expect it either."

Feng Lingjun's expression was also a bit complicated. If it weren't for this strange beast that can discern people's hearts and make corrupt officials invisible, his current situation would probably be completely different, maybe he would be the same as those corpses. Bit of a dick.

However, now he has become the wind that makes corrupt officials frightened and the people grateful and eagerly looking forward to it.

"Tsk!"

Feng Bingwen didn't comment too much on it, anyway, he felt that he could still calm down the commotion caused by his old man with his own cultivation.

As for why the little black cat he obtained through the heavenly book turned into a Xiezhi, he felt that it had little to do with him, and more to do with the influence of the old man's experience in the past few years.

Xiezhi is a magic beast.

Unlike those auspicious ones who like to hide in the deep mountains and great swamps, Xiezhi, known as the beast of law, has an unusually close relationship with the human race. After all, the first law was promulgated by the human race.

"Speaking of which, Grandpa, don't you have the idea of ​​becoming an emperor? If you think the one sitting on it is not good, I can help him move the seat, and you can sit on it for a while!"

"I've already said it was a joke, don't be fooled!"

Hearing his grandson's words, Feng Lingjun was taken aback. Although most of his understanding of his grandson was through secret texts, at this moment he had a vague feeling that his grandson could really turn it into reality.

"How can this be called nonsense?"

Feng Bingwen smiled, and the old man's reaction was not surprising to him. Although he didn't see much respect and awe for the imperial power on the old man's face, it was beyond the old man's acceptance to change dynasties at every turn.

"I'm already old, what kind of emperor is I, I don't have the ability!"

The smile on Feng Lingjun's face faded, and he returned to his original seriousness. Although he is not so satisfied with the current work, he has not thought about changing the dynasty, and pushing himself up, he feels that he may not be able to do better than the current dynasty better.

"That's it, forget it!"

Feng Bingwen shook his head regretfully, the old man was terrified.

But in fact, even if the old man really has this intention, Feng Bingwen will not do it. The cause and effect involved in the change of dynasty is too great. Participating in humanity is easier.

"You come here to look for it, am I just saying these insignificant words?"

"No, I just came back from outside to see you. If you don't like it, I'll go find my parents. I heard that my father picked up a golden toad. I'm a little curious!"

"Didn't you arrange it?"

Feng Lingjun frowned. Although he didn't know whether he was intentional or not, the changes in the Feng family over the years were all led by this grandson who obviously had an extraordinary background.

"This golden toad has nothing to do with me. If I arrange it, I will definitely not pick a toad!"

(End of this chapter)