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On the second, third, and fourth day, he carefully avoided talking about it, so as not to annoy He Jingzhen.Unexpectedly, on the fifth day, when he went in to clean up the tent, He Jingzhen specifically mentioned this pot that was not open.

He said, "Don't you have something to ask me? Just ask what you want, don't hide your head and show your tail, it looks terrible."

"...What do I really ask?"

"..."

"I just want to know if that thing is a human or a ghost."

"...Naturally, people."

"How can a person grow into that kind of appearance? Hair is like that! Eyeballs are like that! Skin and flesh are like that!"

"All Qiang people look like this."

"Qiang people? Barbarians outside the Central Plains of the Han Dynasty?"

"..." People who are not of my race, with strange minds and fat flesh, are classified as barbaric and inhumane in any case. They can be killed or beaten, but they should not be regarded as human beings. This is the usual mentality of the Central Plains of the Han Dynasty.He Jing really knew about this, but it still sounded uncomfortable at this moment.

"I heard people talking about it before. It was said that there was a Qiang country thousands of miles away from the Han land. The people in it were extremely tall and powerful, with blue eyes, white skin, and golden hair. Huang... I thought it was nonsense at the time, but I didn't expect there to be such a bunch of monsters!"

"..." All things are born, regardless of high or low, regardless of high or low, who can say who is a monster?

He Jingzhen doesn't say anything, but what he thinks in his heart is that the world is one, and there is no difference between inside and outside.

"Not to mention anything else, I mainly want to ask...that...brother...you, have you ever..." Have you ever been played by that monster?

The dog skin plaster is afraid of being ugly, halfway through the sentence, a face is familiar first, and the rest of the words are really hard to say, so I just stuffed my mouth and swallowed it together with the saliva with a "gudong".

He Jing really didn't know where to start with such a long old story, maybe it was inappropriate to start with—how can I say it clearly?How did a Rumo that started as a father, son and brother deteriorate, rotate, and steal away over the years, and finally settle into the current desire that cannot be broken, taken back, changed, or erased?It's too long, too messy, beyond words, so let's just hang it like this, and one day they can get out of this quagmire with each other, maybe there's still the possibility of making it clear.

"Yes." This is the only answer he can give right now.Acknowledge this extremely unbearable physical relationship.

"..." The dog skin plaster's heart was hollowed out by this word, and it was uncomfortable without being touched.Suddenly I don't want to talk.He stood with his head bowed, and the rag in his hand wiped the only small table in the tent so shiny that it could almost be used as a mirror.

It's really sad to think about it, he has always held He Jingzhen as an innocent "younger", and he dared not be abrupt easily, never thought that this "good melon" had been broken by someone long ago, and it was not voluntary. Yes, he was being hung up with a love gu, and had to be played with...

Miserable!

This person has never treated himself with negligence. Among the thousands of them, regardless of their rank, no matter whether they are young or old, anyone can take care of him. What about him?Who will protect him?Who can help him out of such a miserable situation?

"Brother, just wait, I will definitely get you the antidote to the love gu!" The dog skin plaster lowered his head and wiped the little table for a long time, after thinking clearly, he blurted out such a sentence, it was really resolute and decisive.

The next day, he put out the stack of folk prescription notes he had collected, and spent all his spare time on it like a maniac, sending the soup and medicine he poured out to He Jingzhen's camp, staring at him to drink, begging him to drink , pestering him to drink, and if he doesn't drink, he dares to follow all the way with a bowl of "medicine" with a complex smell, wherever he goes, like a stubborn bastard, no matter how hard you beat him, don't try to get rid of him!

He Jing really finds him annoying, and he can't see his humble and sad face. Most of the time, he takes the bowl and pours it with his neck up. He goes.He rolled away with a beaming smile on his face, not feeling a little lost, he felt that he, as an "informer", was very qualified - he was able to communicate, and he could dig out no matter how secretive the recipe was.The mouth is tight enough, Vice General He didn't say anything about being "broken" by a big man.As an insider like him, if he refuses to reveal it, who else can poach this ambiguous matter away?

However, Goupi Plaster never expected that there were not one but three insiders.

The old man was the first to know the situation. He Jingzhen knew about the situation as early as two years ago when He Jingzhen fled from Shenshan to return to Chunshui Cottage.

The second one is the dog skin plaster, with a half-knowledge, not knowing the cause and not seeing the effect, and confused and ignorant.

The third is an absolutely unexpected character.It was one of the "Three Masters of the Zhou Dynasty" donated by He Jingzhen with several hundred taels of silver, Zhang Yanran who knew Weizhou at that time.

We have to start from the beginning.

After the scientific examination in the winter of the fourth year of Longyou, Zhang Yanran, who was selected as a Jinshi, was sent to Bianzhou to be a magistrate of Guanghe County.It was originally intended to be placed in Qingzhou. The emperor's original intention was to follow where he came from, where he came from and where he went.The person who didn't want to be sent to Guanghe in Bianzhou died of a sudden illness on the way, and the situation in Guanghe was also urgent, so he had to temporarily change the staff and chose Zhang Yanran to send him there.

To say that this Guanghe County is really tasteless.It's tasteless to eat, it's a pity to throw it away, and anyone who has some connections hastily asked someone to avoid it.Firstly, Zhang Yanran has no money, secondly, he has no power, and thirdly, he doesn't know how to rely on connections to find a way out, so he naturally has to eat chicken ribs.This person is also very interesting. Someone in the same year was quite conscientious, and secretly talked to him about the doorway, instructing him to start with some money on credit, get rid of this weak point, and at least find a decent place to take up the job.He just smiled and said nothing, waiting for the man to talk about cause and effect, and to show his interests. He thanked him sincerely, but he didn't know that as soon as he left, he went to the official department to receive the transfer document, and he left for his post that day.He is also courageous, he dares to go on the road alone, and travel hundreds of miles a day, relying on a good horse.That is to say, this person still has a few taels of silver in his hand, but he didn't use it to find a way through his relationship, and spent it on buying horses.Of the hundreds of taels of silver that He Jingzhen donated, the remainder was a good horse named Chi Yan.One man and one horse ran for three days and entered Guanghe County.Although I did my homework before leaving, and felt the situation of Guanghe three or four points, I knew the general situation in my heart, but seeing it with my own eyes and hearing it with my own eyes, it was still a "bitterness", and the bitterness was beyond the limit.He had never seen someone guarding such a vast and rich land, who could come out to flee famine to beg for food, change children to eat each other, and lie down anywhere.The order is still chaotic, groups and gangs take advantage of the fire to rob, break into the house to steal, and openly rob on the road.The tyrants are several times more arrogant than other places. They never greet the government to occupy the land. They order enough manpower to surround them with a "hula" circle, and it's over to put stakes on the fields they like. If you dare to stop them Regardless of beating them to death, the government office will not say a word, let them do whatever they want.

The reason why it is tasteless is that it is tasteless because of this bitterness and chaos. It is a pity that Guanghe Qianwan is really a good place, with good mountains, good water and good fields. In the entire Central Plains Han soil, there is no second piece of it that is so good. Serving place.A seed sown in the spring, with a little care, can bring in the fall two or three times as much as elsewhere.It is actually more of a man-made disaster to get to the field today.The key to the vitality of Guanghe lies in two waters, one is the Luheng River, a tributary of the Chu River, which runs through Guanghe County from east to west, and the other is the Baihe River, a tributary of the Tuojiang River, which runs through Guanghe from north to south.The two rivers nourish the fields and tidal flats on both banks, and the aquatic plants are lush and the fish and shrimps are plump. It is an excellent location.But that is when the river is unobstructed.Years of wars in the Han Dynasty, Guanghe is connected with Shu and the Southwest. It changed hands several times. Those who took over wanted to scrape away. Who would care about the future? The war has been fought for decades, and the river has been abandoned for dozens of years. Year.So in front of Zhang Yanran, there were two rivers whose courses could not be distinguished, and the dams that could not be seen. In case of waterlogging, there would be no dredging, and countless people would be flooded into the city and drowned.A small mess, not familiar with the place of life, and a group of young and old slippery officials around him, let alone one pot, how many pots are enough for him to drink!

If you want to ask what method Zhang Yanran used to clean up and rectify it, he used the most stupid one, doing it himself, advising farmers and mulberry, setting an example, setting up a list and recruiting labor to dredge the river, didn't the officials not obey their orders and didn't like to move? He goes on by himself.When dredging the river, I ate and lived with the river workers every day, and my feet were muddy and sweaty.On the surface, it seems that he is acting stupidly, but after the situation has passed, it turns out that this person is really not simple-he does not send or serve, and even does not say a word, just burying his head in his own business, what is this called?This is called heart attack.Officials, like the common people, are human beings, and their hearts are made of flesh. They are different from the "little officials" who come to the land and leave. They live here for generations, according to the Central Plains. My dear old man, their children and grandchildren should be born here, grow up here and die here, who is looking forward to this place more than them?If even a foreigner who has been an official thousands of miles away is not seeking money, but can work hard for this land in wind and rain, mud and water, why should they stand by and watch? !

In this way, three months after arriving in office, Zhang Zhi County accidentally went back to the county government office from the river, and found that it was busy inside, and they were all very honest.The masters, who are in charge of punishment, those who manage money and food, and those who handle chores, all perform their duties. The backlog of cases is clear and clear, and the relief money and food sent by the imperial court are clear.Seeing him coming in, all the officials were a little embarrassed, they were eager to serve tea with hand towels, and there were too many reports, so what to say, the scene was left aside, there were some "dry goods", and the report was finished in less than half a day.Zhang Zhixian didn't say much, said hard work to all the officials, and hurried back to the river again.At that time, all the officials were a little puzzled, wondering why the new official was still indifferent?Do you dare to make a mistake when reporting the affairs just now?It was only later that I found out that the new official was in a hurry to "set fire".There were three fires when he took office, the first one was on the river, the second one was on the internal affairs, and the third one was on the head of the powerful.After more than three months in office, Zhang Yanran has already figured out all the large and small land parcels in Guanghe County.When it was time to reconcile the account, he also ordered enough people to pull out the piles that the tyrants had nailed at random, then changed into court clothes, opened the court, and waited for the tyrants to come to find fault.

Zhang Kang is the head of Guanghe's tyrants. He is a man. He followed Zhou Rong in the early years to conquer the north and south. Zhou Rong sealed him in Guanghe and allocated a large piece of good land for him to support.From now on, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. If you don't dare to do anything, it's fine if you don't.How could such a person allow a "little thief" to break ground on his head? !Immediately surrounded the county government office, carried a sliding pole straight into the courtroom, and sat carelessly with his legs apart, with one eye fixed on the new official sitting above him.He didn't speak, and Zhang Yanran didn't speak either, just looked at him and smiled.After all, he had a violent temper, couldn't hold it back, and blurted out: "That official! What are you laughing at?!".

Zhang Yanran didn't care about him, just smiled, and then slowly opened his mouth after laughing enough: "Smile, sir, you don't know current affairs."

"What is current affairs, you should talk about it."

"It's the right time. It's the business at hand. When it's time to let go, you need to let go. If you don't let go, you may burn your hands. Don't you understand?"

"Humph!"

"Your Majesty has been wandering around the mountains and rivers for a long time, forgetting the mundane world. It's fine if you don't read the residence newspaper, but you don't keep in touch with the old people?"

"what do you mean?"

"I don't know if my lord has heard of the recent personnel changes in the imperial court? Li Xian and Wang Youcheng are two, and they can be regarded as the top ones this year."

The two piles of Li Xian and Wang Youcheng refer to the "Li Wang case" in the winter of the fourth year of Longyou.These two, one is a hereditary marquis and the other is a feudal official. They stretched their hands too far and encircled too many lands.This case involved many people, and the vitality of the six clans in Longxi was severely injured.What Zhang Zhixian meant was: the emperor himself was from the old Guanlong clan, and he was able to deal with such cruelty to his own family. You are a big ass old tribe, so amazing?Besides, the emperor was in his prime, and his body was as strong as a cow. He had three sons in a row, not counting the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh children in the belly of his concubines.You have one eye half buried in the loess, a concubine of more than a dozen concubines, and you can't make a serious "egg" even after half your life's strength. Do you still want to compare yourself with the emperor?

"You want to bluff me?! I'm not being bluffed!!" Huang Tu's half-buried one-eyed face turned sideways, waving his hand to push down the "Little Thief Standing" sitting on top.

"Oh, my lord is really in a hurry, so let me give you my head today." Zhang Yanran adjusted his court clothes, took off his black gauze hat and put it aside, stretched his neck to wait for the knife.

"Do you think I dare not kill you?!" One-eyed squinted one-eyed, and the murderous intent showed its edge.

"Isn't the boss usually doing slaughtering people? Come on, let's kill Zhang first and then talk!"

Zhang Zhixian still had a playful smile on his face, and all the officials shook their heads in fright, persuading the superiors and the inferiors, and after all the good words, both sides were at odds, and they didn't let go.A sharp-eyed official saw a plaque pressed under the black gauze of Zhangzhi County. It had a strange shape and a strange color. It was a very bright old red with black marks engraved on it.This official had a wink, and he paid attention to all kinds of rumors in the court on weekdays. At this moment, he remembered a rumor that had been circulating for a long time.It is said that there is such a group of people under the emperor's hands, the number is unknown, and they are mysterious, including all three religions and nine streams.What is it used for?One is to investigate, and the other is to kill.Investigation is not an easy investigation, it is to get to the bottom of the matter and find out the truth; killing is not an easy way to kill, it is to kill all the people and exterminate the family.Those who couldn’t be traced or found an excuse to kill, they sent these people to investigate and kill them. Overnight, those who should be investigated were thoroughly investigated, and those who should be killed were exterminated without leaving any traces, and reported to the authorities. That's how it hangs.This unique printed card looks like it was used by the group of people who were rumored to be dispatched.Over the years, Cyclopedia has benefited a lot, and it would be unreasonable not to disclose the news to others, so the official secretly revealed the news to the one-eyed housekeeper, who then secretly reported it to Cyclops.One-eyed was shocked when he heard that, he knew that these people were undoubtedly alive in this world, and he was also responsible for selecting a group of people to send in for selection, but no one knew what happened in the end.After Lao Tzu died, his son succeeded him. Now that these people are in the hands of the emperor, it's hard to say whether he will distribute the stamps to these new officials.If he hadn't had something to rely on, how would he, a rootless and bottomless "little thief", dare to be so rampant?

After all, he is a person with a family and a fortune, and he still has to weigh the comparison between wearing shoes and bare feet.After waiting for a while, he lowered his face, removed the house slaves and thugs, found a step for himself, and retreated to his lair.