Chapter 187:

The college in the city is the only college in Shiliba Village. There are a lot of students. The college is not badly built. The dean is a man who does not make up an official. Seeing that he is honest and does not like to study personal connections, let him be. This dean, since he became the dean, has not dared to make a mistake in one step, and he does not dare to move the money from the upper hair, and use it wherever it should be.
He has a good reputation among students, and scholars also regard him as a model dean.
The imperial court also sent a banner of brocade last year. When sending it, the dean cried and turned into tears, crying horribly in front of the entire school.
Da Zhuang is also called Da Zhuang in the college. He is thinking about letting his husband give him a name in the future.
Er Ya walked in the city holding Da Zhuang's hand. She opened her mouth wide and felt that everything in the city was so unreal. She had never been out of the village before she grew up so big. She didn't know what the world outside the village was like.
There are hawking vendors on the street, but the roads are very tidy. The pedestrians are separated from the car lanes. The vendors are shouting. Many women are walking on the street, carrying cloth bags or vegetable baskets. .
Er Ya felt new to everything, looked around, and bumped into a woman in front of her.
"Little lady." The woman's eyebrows were bent, her eyebrows were thin and gentle, "Be careful."
Er Ya's face flushed red, and she quickly said, "I didn't mean it..."
Da Zhuang pulled Er Ya's hand: "How did I teach you?"
Er Ya said again: "I'm sorry."
The woman smiled and said: "There are many people in the morning and night, so be careful."
Er Ya hurriedly nodded.
The woman looked at the big and strong dress and said, "This little boy is a student?"
Da Zhuang quickly handed over: "I am studying at Evergreen Academy."
The woman said warmly: "Knowing the book and giving gifts, the son must be a good student. I hope that the son will be successful in his studies and be named on the gold list."
Da Zhuang was also flushed by the woman's words. The people in this place are sturdy, where have you seen this gentle woman? Da Zhuang thanked him again and again, and the woman looked back reluctantly after she left.
Erya laughed at him softly: "People have gone far away and can't see them anymore."
Da Zhuang blushed even more: "What are you talking about? Hurry up, so as not to delay the hour."
Er Ya covered her mouth and smiled, but stopped joking. Since her eldest brother started studying, her face is much thinner than when she was a child.
The woman walked to the end of the street, and two people came out of the shop, following her from one side to the other. One of them whispered: "My lord, you have all inquired. There were eight villages and three towns affected by the drought last year. Only three towns received subsidies. ."
The woman, that is, Red Sleeve, walked forward blankly. She looked forward with cold eyes, and her tone was unwavering: "Let Shengli check the dossier first. I want to see how a small prefect can swallow so much. Silver, only one hand covers the sky."
This year’s big survey was conducted quietly. No one knew beforehand except for the Imperial Court and the emperor in the capital. Hong Xiu is no longer an envoy. She has made a lot of achievements. Now she is Zuo Yudu Yushi, Zheng Si A product can be regarded as a personal character in the capital. After leaving the capital, this official position is enough for a local official to startle.
The local leadership team holds a five-year term, but the lower officials do not move easily.
The red sleeve inspections usually have problems with these little officials.
There are also small officials who will collectively pull the upper part into the water, but fortunately, today's Majesty is well-known and very few dare to do so.
Like this place, there are still a few prefects who dare to be greedy for ink. After all, the poorer the place, the more greedy it is.
Because there is no other way to get money, even if it is collusion between government and businessmen, you can't be greedy much, and the local economy can't rise, so you can only rely on the disaster relief funds allocated by the court every year. People in big towns don't dare to be greedy, only those in small villages.
People in Dazhen know that if the court's disaster relief funds cannot be paid, they can write to the province to ask.
Only the small village is closed, and they are unwilling to walk outside, and they have suffered a loss. Maybe they don't know that they have suffered.
Hong Xiu rubbed his eyebrows, and said to the man beside him: "You go to the province yourself... Forget it, don't go, lest you leak the wind."
The man nodded and asked cautiously: "My lord, what shall we do next?"
If you don’t reveal your identity, you will not be an official, and you will not be able to enter in many places.
But exposing the identity is to give the corrupt official a chance to prepare.
It doesn't feel appropriate to be exposed or exposed.
"Get ready, go to the village, and collect evidence first." Hong Xiu sighed, "I just don't know if the village chiefs have listed the post-disaster subsidies for the past few years."
Man: "Look at Xuan under an official. In this kind of place, it is difficult for every village chief to be able to read."
The red sleeves pursed his lips: "Let's go and see first, we must have hard evidence before we can stand up."
What your Majesty hates most today is to fight against dissidents without guilt. To do things, you must have evidence.
Once there is evidence, neither the prefect nor the officials involved in the matter will run away.
The good days have passed for a long time, and I really don't cherish my head in the least.
Red Sleeve came out this time and brought a total of 30 people. These 30 people are good players. Apart from anything else, the disguise is top-notch.
This disguise is not only about dressing and talking, but also about working experience. If someone pretends to be a carpenter, he must be really good at this business. If he really understands this business, no one would doubt that he would open a carpentry shop.
It is also Zheng Qingfeng that values ​​this major tune so much that he has given so many good players to the red sleeves.
The two who followed Hong Xiu had both practiced martial arts since childhood, had also experienced in the military camp, and entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate after repeated selections. They were both upright people and obeyed orders, pointing to where to fight. It's like everybody's son, he can't see his stature under his skin in his clothes, so he won't make people see that he is a Lianjiazi.
They came into the village in an ox cart, saying they were here to find relatives. When they were separated during the troubled times, they went to the village to look for them.
Hong Xiu is the head of the house, but a widow. After the death of her husband, she is the master of the family.
The first village they went to was Xiaowan Village. As the name suggests, this village has a stream running through it, dividing the village into two. The house is beautifully built. The clan where the head of the village lives is Zhao, and the other is the foreign surname. People.
Among the foreigners, the Feng surname is the most populous surname, so there have not been many fights in this village. After all, the Zhao family did not dare to bully the foreigners too much.
There is no inn in the village, so Hongsiu rented a larger house. The family was very happy. That was money. If they lived for a few days, they would have spent the past few months. They moved away happily and moved to relatives. Home, gave relatives some sweetness.
Hong Xiu did not hide his head or show his tail in the village, and occasionally went out to talk to the aunt and daughter-in-law nearby.
Probably because Red Sleeve came from the city, and he didn’t like to go to the men’s pile. He only talked to women. The aunt and daughter-in-law had a good impression of her, and they were willing to please her and see if she could get a reward. , Plus there is no defensive heart, Hong Xiu asks what they say.
Pour the beans in a crackling manner.
"It doesn't rain these days?" Hongxiu asked pretendingly.
The aunt smiled and said, "It’s down. I only went down last month. Although it’s not very frequent, it’s better than the previous two years. The first two years were very dry. The river in our village was dry. Drink muddy water in the fields."
Hong Xiu: "But in the past few years there was a drought. I heard that many villages were digging wells."
The aunt smiled and said: "That must be a rich village. Our village has no money, so I can't afford to hire a well digger!"
Hong Xiu smiled, her hands were already clenched into fists, and her nails were stuck in the flesh, but she didn't feel any pain.
The well-drilling team is paid by local governments and will not ask villagers to spend money.
Think about the drought, these men, women and children can only drink muddy water on the ground. What is it like?
The aunt said: "We are getting better and better every day, sister, you don’t know, we used to be famously poor in Xiaowan Village, but now it’s fine, we don’t need money for studying! The impoverished court paid back to poverty. Childbirth subsidy! My baby is studying in the academy, so I can save some subsidies from the court and come back to the family every year."
"Where did you want to have such a good day?"
Hong Xiu also smiled and said, "Life will get better and better."
My aunt has no regrets: "It's a pity that my parents died early. If you live for two more years, you will be blessed."
"Our family raises their own chickens. If you eat eggs and chicken, the eldest girl, please find my house and it will be cheaper for you."
The aunt also said: "The Chinese New Year is filled with sausages. If you want to eat, you can find my house."
The little daughter-in-law next to her said, "Girl, my family has geese and sausages!"
Hong Xiu asked about it again, and found that the families that raised chickens and geese were all of Zhao's family, and the fields were better than those of foreign surnames. Only then could they afford meat, and more people of Zhao surname and foreign surnames could not eat two stew all year round Meat, a family that can raise a few old hens who lay eggs has a better life.
The village chief’s family is not very wealthy either. Both of the village chief’s sons have become carpenters and work in the city. They have not yet married, so all the money they earn is given to the family. The village chief’s life can be more relaxed.
When Hong Xiu came to the door, the village head’s house was eating, a dish of meat sausage, a dish of wild vegetables and a pot of tofu soup. Seeing Hong Xiu came in, the village head was stupefied and forgot to wipe the soup from the corner of his mouth.
"This... girl, what did you do?" the village chief wondered.
Hong Xiu: "Come with me and stop eating."
The village chief’s wife was also confused, and then shouted: "What are you doing! Are you a widow dare to hook my man in front of me?!"
Hongxiu glanced at the village chief's wife. The two people behind her stepped forward and directly framed the village chief. Hongxiu said, "Let's go, go to the village hall."
The hall is the office of the village committee.
The village chief wanted to struggle, but the people holding him were young guys, with arms as hard as iron. He just wanted to call someone, and Red Sleeve lowered his head in his ear and said, "This official is here to investigate. Be good with your own mouth, otherwise I will kill you at this moment, saying that you are the one who is corrupt and perverting the law in this area, and you are all dead, it is even more unclear."
The village chief nodded frantically and closed his mouth tightly, indicating that he would never talk nonsense.
His daughter-in-law was locked in the house, and if the village chief did not go back, she could not get out.
When he arrived in the hall, Hong Xiu asked his subordinates to let go of the village head, and then solemnly gave the village head a courtesy, saying: "It's a matter of great importance, so I have to make the last move. I hope the village head Haihan."
The village chief said quickly: "Han, I han... I don't know... This lord, what are you doing in the village this time?"
Red sleeves: "The village chief, please sit down. This time this official is here to investigate the evil crimes committed by the prefects of this prefecture for corrupting the law and exploiting the people."
The village chief swallowed, and subconsciously said: "The prefect is an upright official!"
Hong Xiu stared at him with good eyes: "Say the village chief again?"
The village chief dare not say anymore. He now knows who the woman in front of him is. Everyone in the officialdom knows that there is a female adult in the court. She is the most evil and selfless, also known as the iron-faced Yama. The official of the United States would lose a layer of skin if he died. How many people hate her, but they can't move her. This adult is protected by the emperor.
There are also rumors that she is the emperor's confidante, and that the emperor has not been married for so long because of her, but this adult is determined to eradicate evil spirits, so he does not want to enter the palace. The emperor cannot but can only indulge his beloved woman.
The prefect could not afford to offend him, and he could not afford to offend such a big man. The village chief cried and said, "My lord, if you ask me, I can't say..."
If the prefect is dealt with, it’s okay. If it’s not dealt with, wouldn’t he be over?
If a prefect wants to kill a small village chief, it is not a matter of raising his hand.
Hong Xiu's expression turned gloomy: "I didn't expect that the surname Meng really became the emperor of this place! He has only been transferred for two years!"
The village head shivered and said: "The last one was his cousin."
The red-sleeved face was so dark that water could drip out.
"How the provincial government tried it!" Hong Xiu stood up with anger, and shook his hand on the table. The village chief trembled with fright.
When dealing with corrupt officials all the year round, Hong Xiu is no longer the Hong Xiu of the year, and the fire is so fierce that even people who have been on the battlefield watch it and feel terrified.
Hong Xiu took a deep breath: "It's okay, you go on."
The village head realized that he had already said what he was going to hide in his stomach, and said without tears: "My lord, I am just a lowly official, saying that he is the village head, but the village head has no real power, and at most manages the village. I don’t dare to talk nonsense about the quarrels, the top and the top."
Hongxiu: "Mr. Zhao, I will show you a clear road. The clearer you speak, the better life will be in the future. I dare not say anything else, but I can promise you. If you don’t say clearly, I will If you and the surname Meng are guilty of the same crime, where are you going to call for injustice? Everyone knows that I have never dealt with an unjust, false or wrong case. Without iron proof, no one would die."
The village chief trembled and trembled, trembled and trembled, and finally said tremblingly: "Meng Zhifu took office two years ago, and the government and businessmen colluded first. The grain shops in these places were all merchants who had good relations with the previous Lord Meng. Every year there is a lot of filial piety, and the big ones don’t dare to be greedy with the relief money issued by the court, and the small ones are all greedy.

"If it weren't for the dean of Evergreen College who was a serious person and had a pennant bestowed by the emperor, then the college would probably be..."
Red sleeves: "The pennant bestowed by your majesty saved his life."
The village chief nodded repeatedly.
These little village chiefs looked like they had no real power, and they could not be regarded as serious officials, but in fact the bends around them looked carefully. After all, the village was poor, and it was not uncommon for them to live by pointing to the court’s relief money. Before the drought, they too I have studied and thought that no matter how much, as long as some money can be allocated to the village, life will be much easier.
I have found all the ways I can find, but every time I am closed.
There are not only closed doors, but also threats, and even the temptations are saved.
Yes, these poor places with no contacts and no outlets can't find the mountain even if they want to worship the mountain.
When the village chief thought about this, he suddenly felt angry. Yeah, he entered the city. Even if he lowered his head in front of a small no-rank, not an official book official, he still kept his head down. Couldn't ask for the relief money that belonged to their village.
What is he afraid of? What are you afraid of? Now that the emissaries of the imperial court are here, they are still the most unselfish adults, why doesn't he give it a go?
If they win, they won't have to live in poverty in this village.
There are many poor people in the village. He took out his own small salary subsidy, and his wife always scolded him.
He knows that his wife is not easy. If the two sons hadn't competed and learned the craft, the family might have been unable to open the pot.
There are only two or three households with the surname Zhao, which is also because they contributed to the village in their early years. The fields are good and the children are sent to learn crafts.
There are only a few households in the village with surnames, let alone foreign surnames.
The village chief was bitter. When he first became the village chief, he also wanted to lead the whole village to live a good life. How do you say that? They got rid of poverty and became rich, and when they went to study at that time, they often heard some examples of how a village got rich by raising pigs, and another village got rich by raising chickens.
When they listened, they felt their hearts wavy, if it was their village.
Everyone in a village raises pigs or chickens, and they can contact the merchants to collect them. As long as they are willing to raise them, as long as they raise them well, they can live well and be able to eat and wear warmth.
But they soon discovered that no matter how hard they tried, it was useless.
The court won't help them!
They did not have the money to buy pigs, nor did they build a shed to raise chickens, nor did they have the money to buy looms to weave cloth.
The village chief said to Hong Xiu: "My lord! If an adult is sent, the young one will die!"
Hongxiu asked him: "When the time comes, I will ask you to identify it, do you dare to go?"
The village chief gritted his teeth and said, "Little dare."
Hong Xiu nodded: "That's good. Show me the notebook from your village. Do you remember how many subsidies the government has given you over the years?"
The village head smiled bitterly: "If you go back to the adults, what kind of subsidy? I haven't seen a copper plate in the past ten years."
Hongxiu was taken aback: "Not for so many years?"
The village head shook his head: "In the early years, the master above was an upright official, but the court did not have a lot of money at that time, and the master did not have a place to make money to subsidize us. The relief funds were given to the worst affected people. Villages and towns, our Xiaowan Village is neither serious nor unaffected."
"Later, if I changed the cousin of Master Meng, it would not be our share."
For more than ten years, they have been looking forward to the top leader of the court from the beginning, and now they bow their heads and accept their fate.
To put it awkwardly, they actually hated the surname Meng, but the family surnamed Meng is the so-called Qingliu, and they have quite a say in the court. The master of the house, but he followed his majesty before he became the throne. .
If Hong Xiu knew what the village chief was thinking, he would definitely say: "The surname Meng hasn't been registered in front of the emperor, which green onion is it?"
However, in such an underdeveloped place, no one knows what the capital is like. Just knowing that the Meng family came from the capital is enough to fool them.
"Mr. Zhao is interested. I still want to visit the other seven villages. I also hope that the village chief will walk with me, but I can't tell Mrs. Zun and the villagers." Hong Xiu said, "But I have made arrangements, and I will follow you tonight. I'm going."
The village chief was surprised: "What arrangement?"
The next day, rumors spread throughout Xiaowan Village, and their village chief ran away with the widow! Wife and son are gone! The village chief is also wrong! Guilty! Where is a widow! That's a fairy!
The village chief’s wife was crying in the house all day, and she asked someone to go to the city to call the two boys back.
Those elder aunts and daughters-in-law who had spoken to the widow did not dare to speak anymore, only fortunately that they did not let their men see her, otherwise it would be unknown who ran.
But at this time, the village head was already sitting in the bullock cart, and he was still holding rice cakes in his hand, eating deliciously.
This rice cake is sweet. The rice cake is made of good quality rice. It tastes delicious even when it is cold. The village chief squinted his eyes. He hasn't eaten such a fragrant pot in his life. After all, at home, he eats multi-grain rice, pure rice— —Hey, that's what the old landlord master could do.
Hongsiu saw that he was eating deliciously, and asked someone to pour him a cup of tea. This cup has a lid, so you don't have to worry about spilling it when you drink it in the car. Just sip it.
Hong Xiu said to him: "When this incident is over, the new prefect must be sensible. Then your villages will rebuild roads and build factories. You will take your villagers out of poverty and become rich. Then you will watch. Rice cakes, maybe they still taste greasy."
The village chief shook his head frantically: "Neither get tired of the taste nor get tired of the taste, this rice cake, you will never be tired of eating it for a lifetime!"
Hong Xiu was amused by him: "Mr. Zhao, it is too early to say this."
The village head smiled at Red Sleeve in kindness.
He doesn't regret coming out with Hongxiu. If he can really benefit the village, he will be more dangerous. He just doesn't know how he will come out like this... How can he explain to his wife and children after he goes back? To be honest, they may not believe it, after all. He must be investigated. When the prefect is really investigated, he might be beaten to death by his own wife.
...His wife is the pig-slayer's daughter. She learned a lot of styles from her father when she was a child. She was short and thin, she was stronger than a man, and she broke her palm.
The two of them had a dispute before, and his wife slapped him down and beat him dizzy.
Although his wife apologized to him afterwards and said that he would never hit him again, he still left a shadow. Whenever he came to quarrel, he had to think about that slap.
So before the quarrel, he shut himself in the room, quarreled with his wife through the door, and waited until his wife died before going out.
It can be considered a way to get along with husband and wife.
Village Chief Zhao touched his face, already predicting that he would not be able to escape this time.
Hey, I hope my sons can help stop me.
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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!