Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 7 A Gang of Tricksters

"That's right, the old man treats you like a son."

Dang Shousu patted He Jinzhao's shoulder with a smile.

Yesterday a nephew brought some food to visit.

Today, the boss of the post station came to solve the problem of his future livelihood for him.

20 two.

This is not a small amount.

Someone is willing to lend it to him, and it is a usury.

Dang Shousu himself had to secretly sell private salt several times to earn it back.

Brother He is indeed not an ordinary person,

Dang Shousu felt that He Jinzhao was lucky.

Unlike my own lonely family, my parents died early, so I can only struggle alone.

He Jinzhao's complexion was not good, he watched Lao Shi go away:
"You don't know that the dismantling of the post station is an order of the emperor.

The money was paid in vain, and Lao Shichang and the others were all cheated by the surname Zhao. "

"what!"

He Jinzhao explained to them again.

Dang Shousu thought that the salt officials were greedy enough, but unexpectedly the dog officials above were even more greedy.

Fanjiagou big family is not a good thing either.

From officials to squires, there is no such thing as a good thing!

"There are more than 200 pillars, and there are at least a thousand or more family members waiting to eat."

"Brother He is right. These dog officials are all insects, and they don't think about us poor people at all."

He Jinzhao patted the railing and sighed: "I'm afraid I've disappointed the elder Shichang."

three days later.

A group of postmen happily came to the county government early in the morning, waiting for the notice from the county magistrate, so that everyone's hearts can be regarded as resting in their stomachs.

Everyone's face was beaming.

It can be seen that the county grandpa's back office is busy listening to busy music, but no one is seen.

After waiting for a day, the postmen returned disappointed.

Time dragged on.

Three days and three days and three days.

The postmen who paid the money changed from being happy to anxious.

Because things are going in the direction that everyone least wants to think.

Despair filled the hearts of many postmen.

Fifteen days passed.

There is no news about the county magistrate.

The postmen at Ganquanyi made a collective agreement to come outside the county government office and ask Master Qingtian for an explanation.

Today, more than 200 horsemen and watermen gathered outside Wu Yaya.

within the county government.

Sun Li, the new county magistrate, drank the new Longjing tea and raised his eyebrows:
"Your Majesty's order has been issued, and I wrote a letter requesting not to dismantle the station, but His Majesty will not allow it.

These postmen don't understand how hard this officer has worked so hard for this matter! "

Write notes to the emperor for these postmen, can it be written in vain?
The few thousand taels are used as a pen fee, but unfortunately, these postmen don't understand any rules.

It's really degrading.

"My father-in-law said so."

Young Master Fan San fanned his fan and said, "Let's tell everyone about the result, lest they say that your father-in-law won't do anything after taking the money."

"Ah."

Sun Li, the county magistrate, stood up, and for the sake of the money, he decided to give an explanation to the postmen himself, and he was very conscientious.

"Master Zhixian has come out." Zhao Yicheng yelled.

The postmen knelt on the ground in unison.

There was no need to kneel before, but now the county magistrate is the local emperor of Ganquan County.

People without fame have to kneel when they see officials.

Sun Li, the county magistrate, made some nonsense at first, and the postmen with low education level could not understand it.

It's not that I don't try my best to inform His Majesty about the people's sentiments, it's because His Majesty is acting arbitrarily and ignoring it.

But they all understood the last sentence.

The dismantling of the post station was ordered by the emperor, and the county magistrate cannot change it.

So everyone is out of work, no breadwinners, let's all go away.

The postmen are collectively stupid!
Then there was howling.

"My lord, my lord."

"The old chief hurriedly stepped forward: "The post station cannot be abolished. "

"It cannot be undone!"

Seeing an old man rushing towards him, Sun Li, the magistrate, saw that his dirty hands were still trying to grab his gorgeous clothes, so he stretched out his foot in disgust and kicked the old man out.

"Bold."

The old chief fell down the steps uncontrollably, hitting the ground heavily on the back of his head.

Blood came out immediately.

"You want to die, dare to attack the magistrate." Zhao Yicheng immediately jumped out and shouted.

"Humph."

Sun Li, the county magistrate, flicked his sleeves and went straight into the yamen.

The official said to this group of lowly postmen in a good voice that they don't know what is good or bad.

What a fucking bunch of troublemakers!
on the steps.

The clerks of the yamen surrounded Sunzhi County to greet him.

They didn't even look at the old Shichang who fell to the ground.

down the steps.

A bunch of helpless postmen who borrowed usury because of lies.

"Old Shichang."

Liu Zongmin hastily went to see the situation of the old chief.

The old Shichang stretched out his hand and pointed at the yamen, then tilted his head dejectedly, and died out of breath.

"died."

"Elder Shi is dead!"

The postmen were shocked.

The old Shichang was kicked to death by the county magistrate.

It happened so suddenly that people couldn't believe it.

The old man is kind and kind, and he helps everyone a lot on weekdays.

Such a good person, so dead!

"We can't forget about it, the old Shichang died for us."

"Yes."

"The magistrate killed him!"

The postmen did not disperse, but continued to gather outside the county office in silence.

The yamen servants did not dare to do anything, because there are postmen they know, and if they threaten them, I will know where your home is.

Everyone knows that this group of people owed usury and lost everything.

Now I am barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes.

That's it, everyone confronted each other.

Sun Li, the county magistrate, was a little surprised when he heard that the old man had died, but he soon put it off.

A bastard, if you die, you will die.

He just felt that the group of postmen was making a lot of noise. If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't be put in the prison, they wouldn't be able to make any money, so they would all be arrested.

As the magistrate's future son-in-law, Fan San remembered that He Jinzhao was still in prison, so he came up with a way to make an example of others.

"Yeah." The county magistrate Sun Li stroked his beard and nodded: "You still have a quick brain."

An order was passed from the county government to the prison.

In the dark prison.

"Wait for me to go out, find a relationship, and let you go out as soon as possible."

He Jinzhao stepped out of the cell door and smiled at the people inside.

"Brother He."

"Brother He, goodbye."

He Jinzhao left gracefully and left the prison, looking at the long-lost sun, feeling deeply cordial.

This trip was not in vain, at least he had formed friendship with many prisoners, and when he found a chance to rescue them, he just formed a rebel army.

Those in prisons are all people with little money to manage.

Even if a rich person commits a crime, he can get it out as long as he is willing to spend money.

Wang Fa?

The magistrate is the king here!
"Brother Gao, I'm leaving, let's meet again when we have a chance."

17-year-old Gao Yigong shook his head, held the shackles from the wall and said, "You can't go."

He Jinzhao was taken aback for a moment: "What happened?"

To make a long story short, Gao Yigong slowly put the shackles on He Jinzhao.

He Jinzhao's face changed slightly, and he was escorted out of the Yamen.

Fan Xiancheng said to the overwhelmed postmen:
"Today there is a courier who congratulates the present. He does not pay back the money owed after the due date. The state is governed by the law. The county magistrate thinks of his filial piety. He will be whipped thirty and exposed to the sun for a day, and will be slightly punished."

He Jinzhao was pushed to the ground, and Gao Yigong whipped him thirty lashes.

The servants of the Fan family stood on the high steps, watching He Jinzhao being tortured with a smile on his face.

He Jinzhao looked at the corpse of the dead boss beside him, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"what happened?"

After hearing Liu Zongmin's narration, He Jinzhao's face was full of ferocity.

Such a good old man, he believed Shangguan's lies.

Borrowed from usury, and finally ended up dead.

The old chief just wanted to keep himself alive and the people around him alive.

Just for such a small amount of brown rice, he didn't even dare to ask for anything more!
Just so dead.

What's wrong with him?

What's wrong with him!
(End of this chapter)