Raising the Demon

Chapter 19
Zi Baifeng kept busy for days and nights, and he was busy until midnight before he finally sorted out the whole account. Little Shitou had already been carried back to sleep by his father. Almost fell directly to the ground.

Zi Baifeng has only heard the word "devotion and devotion", but he has never really experienced it himself, and now he understands it.

Not only was he mentally overdrawn, but his spiritual power was also exhausted. When he walked out the door, the night wind was cold and blew on his body, clearing his head. He raised his head, and on the halfway up Niaoshu Mountain, Uncle Qingshi was breathing out spiritual energy to the moon. Turned into a line of words: "Is it okay?"

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

Four dogs were sleeping soundly, and he spread a mat on the ground.But Zijian and Yan Laowu lowered their voices and chatted with each other.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 and said, "Fortunately, the mission was fulfilled."

Seeing that both of them were staring at him, Zi Baifeng turned and entered the room, and took out two ledgers.

He handed over the two ledgers, and Yan Laowu flipped through them, and immediately glared over: "Slap me in the face?"

Although Zijian struggled to read it, he was able to understand it. He frowned and looked at it for a while, then said, "These two, why are the numbers different?"

"For 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, "All the accounts for 53 years are here, and there is not a single thing missing. "

"Why are there different results..." Zijian flipped through the numbers, and every number seemed to be the same.

"The heavenly secret must not be revealed." Zi Baifeng yawned, "I will go to see the Fujun early in the morning, yawn... I am trapped to death."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yan Laowu frowned and looked at the two ledgers. He couldn't understand them, but he always felt unreliable.

Obviously not enough, but why is it enough?What kind of trick is this?
However, if he could see what kind of trick it was, how could Zi Baifeng still be fooled?
"Our village is really too poor." It's not like I don't know, but I'm shocked when I count it, the approximate property of each household in the village, and the public property, now Zi Baifeng has calculated the same, but the figure is really beyond Zi Baifeng's Bai Feng's prediction.

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 rose the next day, Zi Baifeng was ready to go to the city.

"I'll go with you." Zijian had already prepared his load, and Yan Wu's rations had also been prepared.

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

The two looked in the direction of the little stone, and Yan Wu was standing at the door, looking at them with concern.

"Go back, we'll be back tomorrow." Zi Jian said.

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

At the entrance of the village, I saw Yan Laowu also following up, saying: "The fourth brother 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.

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

He handed over a small cage and said, "If there is any progress, write a note and let the villagers feel at ease."

Xiaoshi held the cage in his hands. Inside were two red-eyed and white-feathered carrier pigeons, which were the old man's favorite. There were originally a dozen of them, but most of them went into the bellies of the bear children. These two are the only ones left. that's it.

"Old man, are you sure you can understand the note?" Zi Baifeng just opened his mouth, but couldn't help but slapped himself on the mouth again, this uncontrollable bitch!No matter the occasion, make fun of it!
"I, my seventeen characters, are all upright..."

Amidst the old man's clichés, a group of three people carried the burden, carried the box, and went away with the cage in their arms.

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The gates of Mengcheng are wide open. Today is not a market, and there is no city fee for entering the gate. The three of Zi, father and son were exhausted from the journey, so they put down their burdens under the gate and took a rest for a while, drinking tea to quench their thirst.Then the father and son parted ways, Zijian took Xiaoshitou to pick up work in the streets and alleys, and Zibaifeng went to Mengcheng Mansion by himself.

Ten minutes later, Zi Baifeng had already arrived in front of the Mengcheng mansion, announced his name and reason for coming, and the gatekeeper sent him to the corridor to wait for a while, and waited until the mansion was free. to meet.Although he is only a small villager, Mengcheng Mansion is only a small county town.

But he waited and waited and waited but he didn't see the palace lord's call, so he went out of the corridor and walked inside.

This is not the first time this Mengcheng mansion has come, Zi Baifeng is also familiar with the way, he walked directly to the direction of the mansion's study, who knows that just after walking a few steps, he saw a person walking over with a robe and sleeves stretched out. .

Left, left block.Turn right, block right.

Zi Baifeng looked at this person intently, and said nothing.

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

"Hey, isn't this a talented man?" Ever since Hu Caijun became the clerk of the Fujun, he has been respectful and polite to everyone, maintaining his image of being eager to learn and do his duty, but this person in front of him is obviously an exception. I have torn my face once, what else do I need to pretend?

Hearing the other party's tone like that of a famous prostitute in the capital - the old bustard beside him, Zi Baifeng couldn't help sighing, just about to open his mouth to sneer, but in the end he held back, cupped his hands slightly, and said, "I'll come to see you." See you, Lord."

"The Fujun is busy with government affairs, so I don't have time to see you now." As the official secretary of the Fujun, theoretically, when these literati come to meet the Fujun, they want him to pass it on. He will explain the prince's preferences in order to win the gratitude of others.But Zibaifeng——

Let's go, wait until the end of time, water drips through stone, and smashes hundreds of wooden fish by the way, anyway, you don't even want to see Fujun.What extraordinary things can you do if you are a nerd who doesn't know what's going on outside the window?

To be honest, Hu Caijun really looked down on Zi Baifeng, he was just an idiot who was too stupid to study, such a person should go back to his own mountain nest to study scriptures poorly, being an official would be murder for money.

Thinking about it with his ass, he knew that the reason why Zi Baifeng came to meet the Fujun was to pay taxes. Such an idiot, in order to improve the character of a scholar, he can do anything.Is it possible to do such a thing as pleading for the people casually?Hu Caijun doesn't have to worry about him even if he gets a bloody head bump.But the matter of taxation was promoted by Hu Caijun himself, and he didn't want to make a bad impression of himself in front of the Fujun because of this, the gain outweighed the loss.

When Zi Baifeng meets the Fujun, he actually saves Zi Baifeng, and Hu Caijun understands it better than anyone else.A little Zi Baifeng is just a praying mantis in front of the car, if it is not blocking the way forward, who would hesitate to step on him?

"Fu Jun doesn't see me?" Zi Baifeng smiled coldly.

"I don't see it." Hu Caijun tilted his head, and got lost wherever he came from.

Zi Baifeng turned around and left, Hu Caijun saw his back disappeared, and then went back contentedly, who knew that just as he sat down, he heard the bells and drums outside.

Outside every yamen, there are bells and drums to call out grievances. The imperial court has an iron law that when the bells and drums ring, officials must go to court, but the number of times the bells and drums are ringing for grievances is very few. At least after Hu Caijun arrived in Mengcheng Mansion, he has never heard.

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

Even so, his heart was jumping up and down, almost unable to control himself, this boy Bai Feng dared to beat the drums to express his grievances!

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On the official road outside the gate of Mengcheng, one person and one rider galloped towards him. Just as the city guards were about to step forward to intercept him, they saw the man's face and turned to greet him: "Thank you for your hard work, General Luo!"

General Luo was travel-worn, but his expression was serious. Without saying a word, he rode his horse into the city gate and headed straight for the Mengcheng mansion.

He carried a secret letter in his arms. Although he hadn't opened it, he knew that what Fujun was worried about had come true, and now he had to let Fujun know as soon as possible. With a little more time, he would be more prepared.If this is not the case, Usha will really fall.

Who knew that before they arrived at Mengcheng Mansion, they heard the sound of bells and drums, and the pedestrians on the road all looked sideways.

General Luo pulled the rein subconsciously, and the running horse Herod let out a long neigh, raised its front hooves, and stopped abruptly.

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

Sitting outside the yamen facing north and south, a young scholar dressed in a green quilt, with a drumstick in one hand and a bell in the other hand, was enjoying himself.

"Nonsense!" Beating drums to appeal for grievances is for ordinary people to appeal for grievances. If literati want to avenge their grievances, they must go through the procedure of handing over books. General Luo has been in charge of criminal law. , then angry on the heart.The ruler of the government manages a lot of things every day, and devotes his energy and energy to the people, but these scholars are actually adding to the chaos while they are busy, so they are not ashamed.

Luo Qianshan dismounted from his horse, beckoned to a messenger, and asked him to send the horse to the official post, and walked towards the gate of the yamen by himself.

"Who is beating the drums to appeal for grievances?" A man dressed as a teacher pushed the door and came out, saying, "Come in and express your grievances!"

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

Seeing Zi Baifeng, the person dressed as the master also felt a little headache.Zi Baifeng's reputation is actually pretty good, half of it is talent, the other half is mouth, and the other half is unlucky ghosts.

"Come in!" The master turned and stepped aside, Zi Baifeng put down the bell and drum, and walked in with a wooden box.

(End of this chapter)