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Can¡¯t let it go, mustn¡¯t let it go.
The entire county government office was buzzing with people and it was very lively.
Thousands of people cried loudly, and everyone fell to the ground, their clothes full of tears.
A few days ago, Mr. Fang, who was dying of illness, knelt down at the front and cried loudly towards Ouyang Zhi.
"Master Qingtian, you have to make the decision for us. From last year to this year, everyone in our county has actively paid taxes, and no one has spent all their wealth In order to build this road, our county has borrowed nearly 200,000 taels of silver. But now, this road is now cheaper for others, Mr. County, how can there be such a truth in this world"
"Your Majesty you have to make the decision."
Everyone cried together.
The days can¡¯t be passed.
Ouyang Zhi¡¯s face was silent.
His silence made the person who used to be frightened now inexplicably feel a little more confident.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of sight, this county magistrate is someone who makes decisions and then acts later. Look at how he looks like he has not changed even when the mountain is falling.
Ouyang Zhi just said slowly: "This matter is difficult to say and easy to say. I am only a local parent and cannot interfere with the affairs of other counties. But how can this county not know about your grievances? In this case, Thenwe might as wellthis county will submit the report together with you, and ask your Majesty to make the decision."
Play together
Think about it carefully.
There is indeed nothing wrong with that.
After all, the two counties of Zhuozhou are not under the jurisdiction of Ouyang County Lord. Even if you want to control them, they are beyond your reach.
¡°This matter really needs to be brought to justice by the imperial court.
Everyone was whispering.
"I heard that this county magistrate once accompanied His Majesty and was highly appreciated by His Majesty. Since he lets the emperor make the decision, I think he must be confident."
¡°That¡¯s all we can do now.¡±
Old Mrs. Fang prostrated himself and said without saying a word: "In that case, how should the county minister present the memorial?"
Ouyang Zhi was silent for a long time, and then said again: "When there is injustice, we should cry out for it. If there is injustice, we should cry blood and complain."
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The group of people finally dispersed slowly.
Old lady Fang was helped out of the county office. He couldn't help but suck his fingers. There was still residual blood on his fingers.
He wandered out, but outside, Zhou Wu and others had already stepped forward, bowed down and said, "What did the old man say?"
Mr. Fang exchanged glances with the other gentry.
Regardless of how they usually claim to be heirs of poetry and calligraphy, regardless of their talk of benevolence, righteousness, and morality, regardless of how they cried bitterly in front of Ouyang Zhi, at this moment, everyone exchanged a look. Old Mrs. Fang had no expression on his face, but his eyes flickered. Looking at something, he said calmly: "How can I say it? How else can I say it? No one from other counties is allowed on this road!"
Without saying a word, Zhou Wu took off his shirt in this cold day, exposing his bulging muscles. The farmer on the side handed him a long stick. He pointed the stick and shouted: "Hit his mother!"
Then, the crowd surged and raised their arms: "Let's fight."
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Fighting with weapons
It is almost a traditional movement in clan society. One village, one surname, for a water source, for a field, or even as a family member, to express their anger for the woman they married. Any reason may cause the whole village, surname, and even the whole family to change. The people of a township went out, took out various weapons, and shed blood and fought for their lives.
This has been a tradition since the Qin and Han Dynasties. With a call, countless people responded.
What's more, this time it's for the road that can bring countless financial resources. Two hundred and fifty thousand taels. If you don't work hard, you can still hold your head high in the future. How can you be a good person?
The first thing to pass on the asphalt road was not the carriage, but the crowd of people, armed with sticks, rushing onto the road like crazy.
Thousands of people heard the news and gritted their teeth
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The fast horses of Jinyiwei arrived at Beizhen Fusi like crazy.
Mou Bin was frightened and wanted to enter the palace like crazy.
In the Daming Palace, it was another scene.
At this time, Emperor Hongzhi was holding the document in his hand, tapping his fingers to make a rhythmic rattle, and his eyes were looking at a certain place, looking thoughtful.
&nThe child is angry.
Fang Jifan suddenly felt deeply in his heart and sighed: "If my guess is correct, your Majesty must be thinking that because the prince has a good father, your majesty is envious that the prince can be carefree. And your majesty must be thinking again." I'm thinking that your Majesty doesn't have a good father, so you work so hard. It's precisely because your Majesty doesn't have a good father that you want to be a good emperor for the people of the world, and you want to be a good father to the prince."
Emperor Hongzhi was touched when he heard Fang Jifan's words.
Fang Jifan sighed with emotion: "So your Royal Highness is really lucky, and your Majesty although you are destined by fate, you have many misfortunes. Your Majesty, if what I said is wrong, I beg your majesty to be lenient and just think that these are all nonsense."
Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao with a smile.
Zhu Houzhao was speechless and hurriedly raised his head and said, "Today's weather is so good."
Emperor Hongzhi shook his head angrily, but looked at Fang Jifan seriously and said, "Fang Qing's family is right. When I really read the life of Emperor Taizu Gao, when I was young, I always had many questions about why Emperor Taizu Gao did what he did. For such a thing, he killed honorable ministers, abolished the prime minister system, built a cabinet, first used Jin Yiwei, and then dismissed Jin Yiwei. Because of an empty seal case, he went on a killing spree Why has he always been so unwilling to stop in his life? As for the ministers, everyone is in danger, and countless honorable ministers have suffered."
Emperor Hongzhi put his hands behind his back and continued: "But the older I get, the more I understand him It is inevitable for me that I have to keep going through it, but is this a disaster or a blessing?"
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