The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

As soon as the others dispersed, Wan Lianxing changed direction and said, "County Magistrate Chen, let's go somewhere else."

"Okay, I'll take you to the mountains to see our crops."

“How are the crops growing?”

"Thanks to the Marquis, this year's crops are the best in recent years."

"Go, have a look."

When they came to a field, Chen Gongxiang pointed it out to Wan Lianxing and said, "My Lord, look, these sweet potatoes are growing so well."

"How big are the sweet potato knots down there? Are they ready to eat?"

"My Lord, the sweet potatoes have just blossomed and the fruits have just ripened. If you want to eat these fresh sweet potatoes, you have to wait for two months."

“Can we grow three crops of sweet potatoes in one year?”

"Three crops, but the sweet potatoes produced are not many. But there is a lot of land here, so we won't starve to death."

“Are they farming over there?”

"My Lord, they are reclaiming wasteland there."

"Reclaim the wasteland?"

"He is a criminal exiled man. Do you want to go and see him, my Lord?"

Wan Lianxing said, "Go, these people were all very successful in the past, I wonder how they do this rough work?"

Chen Gongxiang said: "My Lord, there are not many people working. It's all up to the yamen runners to whip them."

Wan Lianxing said: "Since such a heavy burden has fallen on your head, you must supervise them well and don't let the court be disappointed in you."

"Please rest assured, my lord. No one dares to be lazy here."

"You are so honest, I feel relieved. Hong Zhekai is also among them."

"Yes, Lord, do you want to see him?"

"He is also worthy for me to see him in person."

Chen Gongxiang immediately realized that it was not the right time for Wan Lianxing to meet Hong Zhekai. "My Lord, I have taken extra care of him according to your wishes."

"Oh?"

Chen Gongxiang was originally an upright person, but for the water problem in Muchun County, he also used conspiracy and tricks against Hong Zhekai.

At this time, Hong Zhekai's family was being ostracized by everyone. They were assigned the most work and the most difficult land to cultivate. A word from the yamen runner made those who originally wanted to say a few words to Hong Zhekai retreat. They were isolated in this way and suffered the most unfair treatment.

After circling around for a while, Wan Lianxing still couldn't get around Hong Zhekai. He pointed to a place not far ahead and said, "Why is that lame man still working?" Although Hong Zhekai had fallen on hard times and looked different, Wan Lianxing could still recognize him at a glance as they had served in the same court for many years.

"My Lord, that is Hong Zhekai, the former doctor of the Water Department."

"Can he still work when he is so lame?" Wan Lianxing thought to himself, this Sha Guanghan is really ruthless, he beat this man quite hard, I wonder if his head is damaged, if his brain is damaged, this man will be useless.

"My Lord, everyone who comes here is guilty. As long as you are not dead, you have to work."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful! In the past, the Water Department doctor had so much face in front of the emperor. The emperor believed whatever he instigated. Now, tsk, tsk, tsk, he has fallen to such a poor and pitiful state. I can't recognize him after serving in the same court for many years. How pitiful!"

Hong Zhekai was reclaiming wasteland in the field. Wan Lianxing's sarcastic remarks were heard clearly by Hong Zhekai's family. His son couldn't help but whispered, "Dad, who is the one making sarcastic remarks? He seems to know you."

Hong Zhekai was working with his head down in shame and anger, his face was very ugly, "Who else could have made such a disgusting voice except Wan Lianxing?"

"Marquis Wan Xin?"

At this time, a yamen runner rushed up, picked up a whip and started to whip the father and son, "You are not working properly. Who told you to whisper to each other? Don't you know the rules here?" The whip hit the father and son mercilessly.

Upon hearing the noise, the family rushed over to block for Hong Zhekai. However, this method not only failed to protect Hong Zhekai from being whipped by the yamen runners, but instead all of their family members were whipped to varying degrees. Hong Zhekai's beating had just begun.

His son knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Sir, please spare my father. I was the one who spoke. If you want to hit someone, just hit me."

The bailiff kicked Hong Zhekai's son to the ground and said, "You are a sinner, and you dare to plead for others. I have to get your consent before I can teach someone a lesson." The bailiff was also doing things according to Chen Gongxiang's wishes. He asked him to take care of Hong Zhekai instead of his entire family, so the bailiff showed mercy to Hong Zhekai's son.

Hong Zhekai's son climbed up again and knelt in front of the yamen runner, "Sir, if you hit my father again, he will die."

"Bury them if they are dead." The bailiff raised his whip and hit Hong Zhekai, not caring whether he hit his head or his feet. At this time, Hong Zhekai's family was crying and wailing, which was of no use except to add to the chaos. Chen Gongxiang was anxious when he saw this, but he didn't dare to step forward to stop them.

At this time, seeing that begging the yamen runners was useless, Hong Zhekai's son ran to Wan Lianxing and Chen Gongxiang, "My Lord, Lord Chen, please spare my father. If you continue to beat him, my father will die."

Chen Gongxiang put his hands behind his back and held his head high. With Wan Lianxing around, he dared not speak. After all, these torture tactics were all instructed by Wan Lianxing. The torture had just begun, and he didn't know when it would be effective.

Hong Zhekai's son grabbed the hem of Wan Lianxing's clothes and begged for mercy.

The beaten Hong Zhekai shouted, "Don't beg that bastard Wan Lianxing. I will never allow you to surrender to Wan Lianxing even if I die."

"You are looking for death by daring to insult the Marquis." The bailiff had no choice but to continue beating Hong Zhekai with a whip.

Wan Lianxing looked at the man kneeling in front of him and said, "Get up. Your father doesn't need you to beg for mercy."

Hong Zhekai's son cried incessantly. He looked young, probably a teenager, and said, "My Lord, please, spare my father."

Wan Lianxing said, "He is a criminal exiled, just like a useless person. I have no intention of arguing with a useless person, but he insulted me in public like this, how can I forgive him?"

Hong Zhekai's son kept kowtowed to Wan Lianxing, "My father knows he was wrong, our whole family knows he was wrong, please forgive my father, I am willing to serve you like a slave, please spare my father's life."

Wan Lianxing said: "What's your name?"

"Hong Yunrang, the son of a sinner."

"How old?"

"Fifteen."

"How many brothers and sisters are there?"

"Four, with two younger sisters and a younger brother."

"You want to work like a slave for me, but what can you do? Tell me."

"I know a little bit about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and songs."

Wan Lianxing said: "I don't like those sour things you said. You are proficient in riding and archery."

Hong Yunrang shook his head and said, "My Lord, I only know how to ride a horse."

"Then you are useless."