Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 10
He Jinzhao's transformation from an obedient citizen to a rebel has worked very well.

The high-ranking elders dare not bully you anymore, and even fear you.

In fact, nothing has changed about you.

It's nothing more than putting on a "rebel" vest for themselves, which makes them so afraid.

The old men are used to being pampered and pampered, and they can't run at all.

The scribes and servants in the county government all knelt on the ground, begging for mercy.

Fan Xiancheng pouted his butt, kowtowed and cried for mercy.

Because the whip was already on his back.

"For the sake of the Fan family, please spare me."

"The Fan family?"

Without He Jinzhao's orders, the postmen became more ruthless and beat harder.

It is because of the Fan family that the big guys are burdened with usury.

While in the woods, He Jinzhao had already made it clear about the collusion between Zhao Yicheng, the Fan family and the magistrate.

The county magistrate Sun Li pointed to the box in front of him, maintaining his final composure:

"All the money belongs to you, and there is no shortage of one or two. I advise you not to go on the road of no return. The imperial court will not let you go."

Brother Dawang just wanted to happily take the money, but He Jinzhao stopped him.

He Jinzhao glanced at the cover and said, "This is not enough."

The magistrate gritted his teeth and pointed to the floor tiles beside him:

"There is also a small box of gold hidden in there, as long as you let me go, all the gold will be yours."

He Jinzhao fiddled with the hammer in his hand: "Sun Zhixian, but if I kill you, all the gold and silver are ours!"

Li Dingguo's eyes widened. Uncle, he spoke like a king of the mountain.

It seems that the prison in Ganquan County is really not in vain.

The magistrate was so frightened by He Jinzhao's words that he knelt down on the ground:
"He Jinchao, don't go too far, the court will not let you go."

"The imperial court values ​​you so much, and will avenge you." He Jinzhao looked at him condescendingly: "Why didn't you die loyally for the Ming court?"

died in line of duty?

Sun Li spent money to buy an official to enjoy it, not to die for Daming.

So he never thought about this possibility.

Even if you surrender to the thief, you can't die in the line of duty.

When the time comes for the officers and soldiers to wipe out the bandits, they will be able to make up another suitable reason.

"There is an eighty-year-old mother on this official, and a son who is a few years old is still at home to be raised." Sun Li, the county magistrate, stood up again with his neck stuck: "Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been inconsistent, and this official is really helpless.

Besides, I ruled the country with filial piety in the Ming Dynasty. I did this because the imperial court allowed it. "

"Hahaha."

He Jinzhao burst out laughing when he heard Sun Li's high-sounding words.

"Speaking of which, Sun Zhixian is afraid of death."

After He Jinzhao's explanation, many postmen also laughed.

The whole lobby is full of cheerful atmosphere.

It turns out that the magistrate is also afraid of death!

Especially the magistrate of Ganquan County, who was once aloof, knelt down in front of them and begged for mercy.

This is no longer something that can be done by just getting back the money that belongs to him.

Such behavior made many postmen feel a sense of joy that they had never had before.

Seeing the eyes of the people around him sizing him up, Sun Zhixian couldn't help his knees giving way.

He Jinzhao sat on a chair and looked at the county magistrate Sun Li who was kneeling on the ground:
"Let me ask you, is there food in the city?"

"There is food."

"Why don't you save the hungry people outside the city?"

"It can't be saved."

"If you can't save it, don't you save it?"

"Yes."

"The emperor abolished the station a long time ago."

"The court has already discussed it, and I just acted according to the order."

He Jinzhao changed the subject: "Who is responsible for each of us paying 20 taels of silver?"

"The Fan family."

Sun Li, the county magistrate, resolutely sold his teammates and pushed all the blame on the Fan family.

These words directly made the postmen angry.

The dismantling of the station was decided by the emperor a long time ago, and the Fan family ordered Zhao Yicheng to encourage everyone to borrow usury to send money to the magistrate, with the purpose of swallowing up the land in their hands.

Sun Li, the county magistrate, felt the eyes of his surroundings, and mustered up the courage to persuade:

"Young people, don't be too arrogant. I am married to the Fan family. They have strong soldiers and horses there. They will definitely come to rescue me. You take the money and leave as soon as possible. I will not pursue it."

"Can a young man be called a young man if he is not arrogant?"

"Little Hezi, let's go." Brother Dawang whispered.

"Brothers, do you still believe the words of the dog officer?"

The postmen froze for a moment.

He Jinzhao pointed to the body of the old chief beside him and shouted, "Lord magistrate, do you recognize this person?"

"I don't know."

Sun Li vehemently denied it.

"Did you all hear that?" He Jinzhao pointed at the old Shichang's body and said:
"If we easily listen to the dog officer's words, we will end up the same as the old master!"

After He Jinzhao finished speaking, the postmen around him also felt scared.

Yes.

Lao Shi was such a kind person, he obeyed the dog officer's words, but died tragically at the dog officer's hands!

Everyone, trust the dog officer again.

Then no one wants to live!

He Jinzhao stood up, holding the hammer in his sleeve, and walked towards Sun Li, the county magistrate.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"I'll show my lord a good show."

Sun Li, the magistrate of the county, showed doubts: "What's your specialty?"

den.

A very dull voice sounded in the room.

The hammer that fell from his sleeve was held in He Jinzhao's hand.

It hit Sun Zhixian on the head all at once.

Sun Zhixian immediately transformed into a mask of pain.

He never expected that He Jinzhao, a lowly bastard, would dare to beat him.

The pain made him start to give in and beg for mercy.

"Don't, don't kill me."

"I surrender."

"I have a reputation."

"I should enjoy it forever."

"Don't kill me, I can't die."

"I'm not wrong, it's all you gangsters who are wrong.

What I said is the truth in this world, I can't die, don't kill me. "

den.

Sun Zhixian half knelt on the ground, speechless.

"20 taels."

"Hey hey, you have to pay me back, kid."

What the elder Shizhang said to He Jinzhao with a smile across the cell fence lingered in his ears.

He was full of expectations for the future, but in reality, he died in despair.

den.

hammer.

Click down.

Blood splattered!

Dull pain, numb pain.

In an instant, all the senses in Sunzhi County were filled.

When Zhenguanxi was beaten to death by Lu Zhishen with three punches, what he felt was this kind of blunt killing.

Sun Zhixian stood straight on the ground.

It seems that there is more air intake and less air output, and it cannot move.

Sun Li, the county magistrate, still can't figure it out.

He Jinzhao, a troublemaker, how dare he do it?

How dare he!
The blacksmith Liu Zongmin was stunned.

Many postmen on the side were also too frightened to speak.

Kill the official!
He Jinzhao really killed the magistrate.

Killed the Emperor Tu in Ganquan County.

The whole hall was silent.

Just now Liu Zongmin saw his junior uncle He Jinzhao hammering over again and again!
Heavier each time!

Sunzhi County, he is the local emperor of Ganquan County!
Was he slaughtered just like that?

It is indeed the rebirth of the little overlord!

With determined and hopeless flames of vengeance, He Jinzhao brandished a hammer and smashed it recklessly.

Hammer expresses his attitude in a bursting, uncompromising, and tough way.

Everyone's wrath, blood splattered five steps!
Liu Zongmin's eyes widened, and he looked at He Jinzhao in disbelief:
"Small, little uncle, is Sun Zhixian dead?"

"Not yet." He Jinzhao replied.

"That's good." Liu Zongmin breathed a sigh of relief:

"As long as the person is not dead, there is still room for redemption."

den.

He Jinzhao made another blow.

Sun Zhixian just flowed out in vain.

Liu Zongmin couldn't help taking two steps back, too frightened to speak.

He Jinzhao looked at the red and white objects on the ground:
"Here, look, now he's completely dead!"

(End of this chapter)