Raising the Demon

Chapter 20

The guards stopped the spectators and were about to close the door. Luo Qianshan squeezed in with sharp eyes and quick hands, waved his hands to stop others from greeting, moved his wrist, and made a crisp joint sound.It might take a while to vent my anger on this student.

As the saying goes, when a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain it. These scholars have broken mouths, and they are comfortable in fighting, at least much more comfortable than sacks.Thinking of the pleasure of punching to the flesh, Luo Qianshan suddenly let out two strange laughs.

Zi Baifeng heard the strange movement behind him, turned his head quietly, and saw a tall man dressed as a sergeant holding him tightly, seeing him look over, he grinned at him, with white teeth, one hand It flicked on the long knife spring at the waist, with a murderous look!
"Ale, what's the situation? Could it be Hongmen Banquet? If you don't know how to go to court, cut me off."

When he was beating the drums just now, Zi Baifeng was still having fun.At this moment, I suddenly felt that my legs were weak, as if... Brother did something extraordinary?
However, I have already arrived here, and I can't retreat even if I want to.

Zi Baifeng's head turned sideways, but his aura became a little bit more sideways.

Zi Baifeng entered the main hall for a while, and the slightly tired Monarch came out from inside. He sat in the middle, rubbed his brows, and said, "Who is beating the drums to complain?"

When he raised his head, the first thing he saw was not Zi Baifeng, but Luo Qianshan. He looked over with a questioning gaze, but saw Luo Qianshan shaking his head slowly.

Although he had already made psychological preparations, Fujun was still very disappointed, and his heart was even more irritable. Looking at the boy in the hall, no matter how you look at it, it is disgusting.

"Student Zi Baifeng." Facing Fujun's serious face, Zi Baifeng clasped his fists and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"What grievances do you have? Why don't you submit a letter to express your grievances?" The channels for literati and ordinary people to appeal for grievances are different.

"The student originally planned to ask to see the Lord Fu, but the Lord is busy with business and cannot wait for a long time, so he made this bad plan. Please forgive me."

"Forgive the crime?" Fu Jun was in a very bad mood, and said impatiently, "Whether you forgive the crime depends on whether you are guilty. Tell me, what grievances do you have, and who do you sue?"

Zi Baifeng glanced to the left and right, and the only person who came out was the lord, and none of the masters came. There were seven or eight yamen servants on each side, and a small table was placed on one side, and a master was writing a book, obviously record.And not far behind him, the ferocious soldier was playing with the clip spring of the long knife at his waist, making a rhythmic clicking sound. Seeing Zi Baifeng looking over, he showed another vicious expression.

Zi Baifeng put his mind to one side, and said: "I want to report to the lord, the student is seeking justice for the more than [-] people in Xiayan Village, and the person the student wants to sue is you, the lord!"

As soon as a word came out, everyone was shocked!

The guards on both sides looked at each other, the master opened his mouth wide, the ink in his hands dripped onto his chest, and the disturbing clicking sound stopped.

Everyone was stunned.

"What are you talking about?" Someone was surprised and spoke in a local dialect.

"What?" Even the Fujun thought he heard it wrong. Could it be that Bai Feng was born as an actor, and the stories in this kind of drama can actually come to reality?He thought that he had auditory hallucinations after being busy for days, so he quickly picked out his ears, took a sip of tea to suppress his shock, and said, "Say it again!"

Zi Baifeng said it again, his voice was loud and clear, and he didn't feel guilty at all.

The Fujun immediately became confused, he laughed angrily, and said, "Why are you suing me, and what are you going to sue me for?"

He waved his hand to signal Luo Qianshan who was eager to fight behind him to be calm, and listen to what Zi Baifeng has to say.

"I sue the lord for three crimes. The first crime is to let people know, the second crime is ineffective supervision, and the third crime is to increase taxes unreasonably."

Fu Jun looked down at Zi Baifeng from a high position.

This Zi Baifeng is indeed a little talented, and the splendid article is indeed a hype, and he is full of praise after reading it, but this little favor has been diluted by the wood carving incident. Continue to investigate, but also know that the one who turned his beloved wooden root carving into two fat dolls is this Zi Baifeng in front of him.

This kid is really hateful!

What's more, the word "tax increase" poked Fu Jun's pain again. This is really a pot that cannot be opened!
Seeing that the Fujun raised the cup again, the yamen servants on both sides grasped the killing sticks in their hands, and waited for the Fujun to wet his throat, and then stepped forward to beat him violently with a loud shout.

Apparently feeling the tension in the atmosphere, Zi Baifeng was not trying to show off, he said loudly: "The government allows the incompetent people to supervise the taxation, and the accounts are full of errors. Isn't it because people don't know? And they use the accounts that are full of errors as an excuse. , Raising taxes, is it because of ineffective supervision? And all kinds of reasons are untenable, is it wrong for the prince to charge him with unreasonable tax increases?"

"Bold!" Luo Qianshan yelled violently, and was about to step forward and take Zi Baifeng down. The Fujun is someone he regards as his own father, how could he allow others to offend him like this!
What's more, others don't understand Fujun's difficulties, so how can he not understand?Fujunzhai has a kind heart, caring for the people, and shouldering all kinds of pressure by himself. He is definitely a good official that is rarely seen in a century.

"Wait a minute." Although the mansion's face was gloomy enough to drip water, he still raised his hand to stop Luo Qianshan. His eyes were fixed on Zi Baifeng. He had been in a high position for a long time, and his official authority was like a torrent. Bo Feng waved over.

In Zi Baifeng's eyes, the Lord Mansion in front of him has something like spiritual power circulating all over his body, and the pressure on people is getting bigger and bigger.

Zi Baifeng took a deep breath, and said: "I have evidence, do you dare to confront the officials in charge of taxation?"

He took out a book of accounts from the wooden box he carried with him: "This is all the accounts of my Xiayan Village in the past 53 years. It is very clear, every stroke, and all the taxes and taxes over the years have been settled. Why did you ask me to go to Xiayan Village again? Taxes for three years? Your Majesty knows that, for these three years of taxes, the villagers of my Xiayan Village searched their stomachs and sold their sons and daughters. With these three years of taxes coming up, there will be no Xiayan Village in the world!"

In this life, he stopped drinking and made a loud noise, which made everyone in the hall quiet down.

After three years of taxation, there will be no Xiayan Village in the world!
The governor's eyes widened, and he was speechless for a while. He asked himself that he was a clean and honest official, and that his people were able to live and work in peace and contentment, even if they didn't talk about getting rich. The village is destroyed?

"You're talking nonsense! You're alarmist! You're talking nonsense! You're making trouble out of no reason! You...you..." Before Fu Jun could speak, someone behind him stopped responding, Hu Caijun rushed out from behind with a roar, pointed at Zi Baifeng and cursed .

After scolding, Hu Caijun finally realized that he was too impulsive, so he immediately apologized to the Fujun.

Zi Baifeng looked at Hu Caijun coldly: "It turns out that you are the one who deceived and incited Mr. Fu. You said that I was talking nonsense and making trouble for no reason. Let me ask you, when did my Zi Baifeng tell lies?"

Hu Caijun was tongue-tied and couldn't even utter a word.

Only tell the truth, Zi Baifeng, this resounding golden signboard is too resounding, those who offended at the beginning could line up outside the city gate from the Mengcheng Mansion, but now no one can refute this sentence.

That's right, he doesn't change his name when he's on the job, and doesn't change his surname when he's sitting down, just like Zi Baifeng who "only tells the truth".

Fujun raised the quota with his hands, originally he thought it was a good assistant, but who knew it was a pig teammate.

"My lord, the student implores my lord to allow the student to check the accounts with Hu Caijun face to face. If the student makes the slightest mistake, I am willing to accept the crime of offending the lord and slandering the official! If the student is correct, I also ask my lord to go to Yan Village More than three hundred people are fair."

Fu Jun frowned for a moment, and said, "Hu Caijun, are you willing?"

Hu Caijun was overjoyed, Fu Jun remembered his name, and he quickly said: "Student is willing!"

He is confident that his attainments in clear calculations are far superior to Zi Baifeng's, not to mention that every account he has calculated has been checked by the accountant.Zi Baifeng dared to go to court with him, this is really a dead end.

Not long after, several desks were placed in the courtroom. Zi Baifeng and Hu Caijun looked at each other's accounts. Hu Caijun became more and more startled as he looked at each other. Surprised in my heart, could it be that Zi Baifeng is actually good at calculating?Be careful.

However, after searching for a while, he found a few suspicious points, and wrote them down one by one, secretly happy in his heart. He had specially calculated these points, and Zi Baifeng was definitely wrong.

Zi Baifeng looked at the accounts in his hands with a blank expression. The two sides checked the accounts with each other. After the inspection, they handed over to the two accountants for reconciliation. My lord, my villain have already checked, most of the accounts in these two books are the same, there are a few places that are contradictory..."

After finishing speaking, the famous man of the palace brought the accounts, he checked those places several times, nodded slightly, raised his head and said: "Zi Baifeng, what can you say?"

Zi Baifeng felt relieved when he heard the accountant's tone.

The places where the accounts were incorrect were traps left by him, and laymen couldn't see the real tricks. Now it seems that these guys can only be regarded as laymen.

With a relaxed expression, he said: "What Fu Jun said is No. 30, No. 120, No. 150..." Zi Baifeng recited it like a treasure, smiled slightly, and said: "These places are exactly The fallacy is that the taxation orientation follows the market. Seven years ago, the winter was extremely long, the spring came late, and the harvest was also late. The tax was actually collected before the harvest, but it was calculated based on the price of grain after the harvest. Its fallacy... Five years ago, the mountain was blocked by heavy snow, and the price of furs skyrocketed, and the price was underestimated by one-third..."

After some explanation, Hu Caijun disapproved and shouted: "You are talking nonsense!"

"Do you dare to ask someone to verify it with me? The accounts within ten years must still be available in various commercial firms. Just look at their average prices."

"You're talking nonsense, even so, the final price won't be so different!"

(End of this chapter)