Yang Xiong could see clearly from the bullock cart!
Especially when you raise the monocular telescope, you can see more clearly.
A group of ragged bandits were carefully picking up the ears of wheat in the field.
Their division of labor is very clear. The one with big eyes can pick up the ears of wheat, and the one with quick hands and feet can pick up the ears of wheat, while the one with strong strength can look for vole holes all over the world to dig out the grain hidden by mice.
It is easy for these people to panic when they appear on horseback. Those who are thin and have no strength will easily die suddenly if they run too fast.
Especially those bare-chested children who pick up wheat ears, rub the wheat kernels and stuff them into their mouths. They seem to be very hungry, so they cannot be driven away.
The robbers are not afraid of bullock carts.
Farmers are always kinder, and they will always feel a bit of pity when they see hungry people. At most, they are not allowed to dig the fields full of holes and pick up the scattered things that fell in the ground. The ears, or grains, are out of the way.
Yang Xiong is now the chief of Xiangyang, and can be regarded as the frontier official of Lantian. When he goes out on weekdays, he is always accompanied by twelve guards in black.
Today, he didn’t take anyone with him, so he drove an ox cart and pulled a cart of wheat straw around in the fields near the mountains.
The reason why he did this was entirely because he did not believe his subordinates' reports that some people would rather live a savage life in the mountains than go down to farm and settle down.
Yang Xiong did not believe this kind of thing, and repeatedly asked his subordinates whether they had made the Lantian policy clear to these savages or bandits, and whether they had dispelled their doubts.
The subordinates said that everything was done in accordance with the procedures. Firstly, they did not deduct the relief that should be given to the people, and secondly, they did not use force to force the people to do anything they did not want to do.
As for the matter of taking away wives and daughters by clever means, the subordinates swore to heaven not to mention such a thing. Even if they dared to think about it, they would let themselves be favored by the county magistrate and sent to the under-construction As an errand in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
This oath is already very poisonous.
I don’t know where the news came from - for officials of the Yushan Clan who have committed serious crimes, if they want to survive, working as a servant in the Ministry of Internal Affairs is the last option!
This is also the last way of survival left by the county lord to the criminal officials of the Yushan clan. It can be regarded as the last kindness given by the county lord, which enhances the friendship between classmates in Yushan.
Of course Yang Xiong knew that this rumor was pure nonsense. If the county minister really did this, first of all, Haechi would not be able to pass this level.
Moreover, in the Lantian Law Order, there is no such thing as corruption.
This thing was just a joke that the county magistrate played with him, Xu Wuxiang, Han Lingshan and others, and it was also the source of the rumors.
What the county magistrate hates most is those who prey on the common people. How could he possibly allow officials to use the thing under their crotch to atone for their sins? That thing is not that valuable.
Since those subordinates seemed to be afraid of going to work at the Yushan Internal Affairs Office, Yang Xiong naturally had no need to expose the scam.
Since his subordinates did not lie to him, there must be something wrong somewhere.
Of course, there is no need for Yang Xiong to personally investigate one or two specific incidents.
However, in Xiangyang, there are still many people who refuse to go down the mountain. This is a very common phenomenon and Yang Xiong cannot ignore it.
The bullock cart swayed to the side of the group of robbers. The children immediately hid far away like panicked rabbits. They did not want to give up the remaining food here, so they stood vigilantly in the distance. Looking at Yang Xiong and his ox cart.
A rickety old man came over and saluted Yang Xiong: "Please be patient, we are all very hungry, so we came here to pick up some food. Just treat us as a group of sparrows and give us a way to survive." ”
Yang Xiong looked at the old man with a goatee in front of him and said: “Xiangyang is peaceful now, and the government is also helping you. As long as you go down the mountain, someone from the government will come and assign you a place to live. Providing grain, farm tools, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, and chicks, why are they living worse than sparrows?"
The old man with the goatee laughed sadly: "My kindhearted people, this is the government. It is a national policy to turn the former poor into the current rich. We, the former rich and now the poor, will die when we see the government."
Yang Xiong frowned when he heard this. Shaking his head, he pointed to a hole not far from the oxcart and said: "There is a vole hole here. It seems to have harmed a lot of our food. Let's dig it up and see." I took off the shovel from the car and started digging the vole hole.
Using a shovel to dig is naturally much faster than those people digging with sticks and the like.
After digging two feet deep, the vole hole began to open up. Those children who were hiding in the distance to watch the limelight saw that Yang Xiong didn't seem to have any intention of killing them, so they immediately ran over, eager. Watching Yang Xiong and the old man continue to dig vole holes.
After digging another two feet deep, the field mouse's first granary was dug out. Yang Xiong was surprised when he looked at the neatly stacked wheat ears.
After the entire vole house was dug up, the old man said with emotion: "This vole is also spiritual. Look at the front door, the back door, the corridor, the hall, the toilet, and the bedroom where the young mice live." Land, there is no shortage of everything.
If you look at the terrain within a one-foot radius, you will understand that the choice of the vole to build a nest here was definitely made after a lot of choices.
Look, the terrain here is high, the land is dry and loose, it is already a good place.
What is even more rare is that you can look at the exit of the rat hole. It is the Dragon Cave.
Before the Dragon Cave, there are Chaoshan and Anshan. The earthen bag on the left is the green dragon protecting the mountain, and the earthen bag on the right is the white tiger protecting the mountain. The earthen bag on the back is the main mountain and the master. The fate of the owner of the house is that after the main mountain is Shaozu Mountain, and after Shaozu Mountain is Zushan, it can protect the owner of the house and his son.Sun Mianyan is endless.
Look at that ditch again..."
Yang Xiong looked in the direction of the old man's finger. Sure enough, there was a trickling stream five feet away. It flows slowly around this piece of earth.
“This is a mountain surrounded by golden water... The Lord has enough food and clothing... Alas, humans are not as good as rats. "
Yang Xiong looked at the pink baby rats in the hands of the children, and then looked at the rat holes that had been completely opened, and couldn't help but said: "How long are the descendants? Full of wealth?
The old man with the goatee sighed and said: "Master, when you come, they will naturally have no way to survive. You are punished by heaven!" The mice can choose the place that is most beneficial to them to build their mansion, and they can choose the place with the most food to thrive.
When you come, they will only die! ”
Yang Xiong sniffed and said, “Where was your previous home?” "
The old man with a goatee pointed to a village on the horizon and said: "The biggest house in Liu Village used to be my family's.
Yang Xiong smiled and said: "How does the feng shui of Mingtang compare with that of a rat hole?" ”
The old man with a goatee said: “My ancestors accumulated three hundred years to reach this scale. "
Yang Xiong put his hands behind his back and said: "Who took it away again?
The old man with a goatee said: "First it was Zhang Bingzhong, then it was the imperial court, then it was Li Hongji, and finally it was you."
Yang Xiong smiled and said: "Ever since you refused to resist desperately when Zhang Bingzhong came, you have lost everything. After the court came, you refused to help with all your strength, so you lost everything." You can't get your stuff back.
When Li Hongji came, you thought you could escape disaster by kowtowing and offering sacrifices. As a result, people took away your last fig leaf.
When we came, you didn’t dare to touch us, and you didn’t even have the courage to ask for your own things. Naturally, we had to distribute these ownerless things to the people.
You, the Liu family, have been prosperous and prosperous in Xiangyang for three hundred years, which is long enough. "
The veins on the goatee old man's neck popped out, he beat his chest hard and shouted: "That is the family property accumulated by our ancestors for generations.
Yang Xiong laughed and said: "You don't even have the courage to start over, so why do you want to continue to be a master?" Your ancestors and your Feng Shui have blessed you for three hundred years and you are not satisfied? "
The old man with the goatee sat on the ground, looked at Yang Xiong and said: "Where is the law of heaven? "
Yang Xiong said: "Tianli is recovering. If you still hide with these people and wait for the opportunity, I think you may not be able to wait. You are a person who has read books. Since you have read books, , you should know that every five hundred years a king will emerge, this is also the law of nature.
You are lucky to be able to escape the disaster and survive. However, if you want to continue to live a good life, then start over.
Just like this rat hole, we didn’t catch any big rats. Guess what those big rats would do? "
The old man with the goatee looked at the rat hole that had been swept away by everyone and said sadly: "Start all over again.
Yang Xiong patted Goatee's shoulder and said: "Then hurry up. To be honest, Lantian's current policy is not suitable for people like you who have read books, seen big scenes, and seen big money." It's very beneficial.
When I, Lantian, force those children from poor families into school and all of them start studying and succeed, your current advantages will no longer be there.
The old man with the goatee looked at the children who started to light the fire to roast the field mice for eating. He stood up, sighed heavily and saluted: "If you dare to ask the official's name and official position, I can also know it--" If you go to the government and are tortured by the government and then go to hell, you will know who to ask for your life.
Yang Xiong smiled and said: "Yang Xiong, the chief of Xiangyang Dali under Lantian rule, if you are really tortured and killed, when you go to see the Lord of Hell, say that it was me who did it."
Okay, Old Man Liu, hurry up and report to the government. Your family property has been divided and you can’t get it back. If you still have blood debts locally, I guess those people will I'll spare you, you can settle somewhere else, preferably anonymously.
If you, the Liu family, have always been a kind family, it would be best for you to stay here. "
Old man Liu didn't know what he thought of, and couldn't help but shiver.
Yang Xiong snorted coldly: "Since there is a blood debt, then go somewhere else to settle down. Well, if Lantian doesn't pursue the blood debt of the past, it doesn't mean that the people here will let you go. The reason why you haven't reported it to the government for so long is because you are worried that the people here will come to settle the debt with you, right? ”
Old man Liu hesitated and said: “There is no life lawsuit, which means we are being harsher on them. ”
Yang Xiong got on the bullock cart, patted the scalper’s butt, and the scalper began to walk slowly to other places. As for Old Man Liu who wanted to get closer to him, he was too lazy to do so. Support.
Back in Xiangyang, Yang Xiong started writing documents overnight. At dawn, he thought for a moment and added his name to the written document - "A Brief Discussion on Methods to Eliminate the Poison of the Old Forces."