Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 21
"A little thing?"

The smile on Gu Dan's face became more warm, "You—Du Fugui."

The one he pointed to was the fat man with fair skin and a big belly.

"You conspired with the village elders to coax illiterate poor people into signing deeds, which stated an impossible amount of work. Then you used the deeds to extort one by one. How many people were killed by selling their fields and homes? Ah, you didn't commit murder, you just don't want them to live."

Du Fugui couldn't see any shame on his face, and immediately shouted: "It's really wronged! Black and white, signed and drawn, why am I just coaxing? Those muddy legs don't know good and bad, they only need to work for three or four hours a day, and it's not a job. No more. I didn't ask them to sell the land, they did it voluntarily!

It's not because of this kind of thing that we went to jail, it's just that the bastard who was in charge of delivering tea a while ago forgot to pay the tax!My lord, please don't get me wrong! "

What is it to sell fields, land, sons and daughters for the humble people who don't know a single word?

Where is there such a thing?

There are too many people who can't survive, so why not add a few more?How can it be used as a basis for trial?
No matter how hard it is for the people!

On the contrary, although tea, wine, silk and other items are allowed to be sold freely, they have always been heavily taxed and exorbitant, and there are many ways to do so.

For those who don't understand, even if they have good tea, they might lose everything if they go out and sell it for a while!
It is precisely because of this that there are not one thousand but eight hundred merchants who secretly smuggle tea, wine, and silk. As long as all parties take care of it and do it secretly, there will be extremely high profits.

It's just that he was unlucky, the bastard in charge actually embezzled some of the money that was supposed to be enshrined, which aroused the dissatisfaction of his superiors, and finally put him in jail, and he had to spend all his wealth to manage it.

There are still three inches of rotten boat, even if he falls into prison, his life is far better than that of ordinary prisoners.

Businessmen value profits and have their own calculations in mind.

After leaving the prison, how many times can anyone see each other?
It would be great if he could lead everyone to convince Gu Dan that he would be treated for free. Even if it fails, there will be no loss. Why not do it?
"Three or four more hours a day?"

Gu Dan was amused by Du Fugui's righteous reason.

Farming is extremely hard and depends on the sky for food. Many farmers simply cannot borrow oxen to plow the land. What should they do?

Use your shoulders to pull it yourself!

Let alone whether the body can bear it, hard work is not the only one.

Whenever there is a natural or man-made disaster, it is enough to kill a person.

For example, Ding Ji, in order to compete with others for water, was the first to irrigate his own fields, called his friends to fight against others, and finally killed himself.

It is said that petty profits are petty profits, but it is the petty profits that are related to the family's livelihood in the coming year, so they would rather risk their lives than give in.

Like Du Fugui, who exploits and deceives people with dead hands, but always stares at the bowl of rice in the farmer's house. As long as there is an extra grain of corn in it, it will be more uncomfortable than losing himself.

The dog emperor asked immortals for ten years, and the alchemists alone spent at least 20 taels of silver every year on refining medicine.

This is not to mention the cost of searching for fairy tales and exploring dangerous places in other places.

The euphemistic name is "governance by doing nothing", and the people below are also following suit.

If you work hard and do things for the people, you can't get promoted, but if you offer Rui Qizhen on the whole point, you will be happy immediately. Even a fool knows how to choose.

Gu Dan was in the middle, witnessed it with his own eyes, and finally understood what is called the evil old society.

He is just a doctor, and he doesn't have any talent to turn the world around and stabilize the world.

Doing your own thing is enough.

But when he saw these bastards brazenly flaunting himself, he still couldn't help but get angry from his heart.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
"Just your kind."

"What are you doing around Mr. Gu?!"

Gu Dan was about to scold Du Fugui angrily, when a stern shout sounded from the prison gate.

I saw that prison head Wang had come rushing with several brothers, holding a wooden stick inlaid with iron pieces in his hand.

After rushing up, regardless of 21, several people raised the wooden sticks in their hands and viciously greeted the person in front.

There were cries of pain, and the one who was honestly hit by the wooden stick was kicked and ran aside.

And those who dare to stretch out their hands to block it will have to take two more sticks.

In the blink of an eye, the crowd that originally surrounded Gu Dan began to flee in all directions, not daring to call out their grievances and sufferings.

Du Fugui, who was still somewhat confident at first, changed his expression. He never expected Wang Laotou to be so ruthless, and quickly said: "What you said is that what we did before was really wrong. Your teaching, Mr. Gu, is really true. It's in my heart! After I go back, I will change my past, and I will definitely change my past!"

Facing Gu Dan, he can have a thousand and ten thousand reasons and try his best to justify himself.

But when Prison Chief Wang led the jailer in, he just wanted to realize his mistake as soon as possible.

It doesn't work to reason with this kind of person, to talk about the law, or to talk about his conscience. All he really cares about is his own interests.

After a while, the crowd almost disappeared, Du Fugui also wanted to run, but Gu Dan had already grabbed him.

"My lord, I was wrong! Please let me go! My illness can be treated by someone else, and I can be treated by someone myself!" Seeing that he could not escape, Du Fugui simply knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

But Wang Laotou, who had come near, saw this scene, his face sank, and he came over with an iron rod, and asked, "Master Gu, are you alright?"

Several jailers came over without saying a word, just punched and kicked Du Fugui who was kneeling on the ground.

"I'm fine, but this person wants me to treat them for free," Gu Dan said calmly.

"Oh?"

Wang Laotou laughed, "You don't need to do this kind of thing! Our family has a set of stick techniques, as long as you hit someone, you can guarantee that the person will be immune to all diseases!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed aside a few jailers, and suddenly landed on Du Fugui with a stick.

A scream like killing a pig resounded through the sky.

"Du Fugui, are you still sick?" Wang Laotou asked with a smile.

"No, I'm not sick! My lord, I'm not sick!" Du Fugui tried to get up, tears and snot and blood dripped down, but he shouted loudly without daring to neglect.

"No?"

Wang Laotou frowned, "Father told me that this set of cudgels handed down in the family requires at least three sticks to prevent all diseases! You can do it with just one stick. Is it because Dad lied to me, or You lied to me?"

"My lord. It's me. I lied to you." Du Fugui closed his eyes, his voice full of trembling and fear.

"Master Gu, why don't you come and try our family's stick technique? Your medical skills are superb and exquisite. Although our stick technique is rough, it is also very useful!"

Wang Laotou handed the wooden stick to Gu Dan with both hands, and asked intimately.

(End of this chapter)