Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 17
A sharp blade will eliminate corruption, and a sharp knife will bring out a new deal.Fuchen quickly saw this sentence on the regent.

In the cold winter, the wind and cold broke out.Many people were displaced.

In recent years, the regent has adopted a recuperation policy, the tax rate has been greatly reduced, and the treasury has been empty.

Enemies invaded the frontier from time to time, and men were confiscated every year, and the labor force of the people's families was insufficient.

Most of the wind and cold are lonely elderly and disabled people.

The regent stayed up late every day to read the files, threw himself on the table, ordered one after another, and the hostility grew day by day.

"All these corrupt officials are dead." The regent said harshly.

He grew up savagely in the frontier, beating, scolding and drinking, and fighting on the battlefield was his life.After returning to the capital these years, dealing with hundreds of officials, knowing that these people have no other skills, they are the most face-saving.

The wind and cold are concentrated in the north, but the disaster is the worst in the south.The place where the people are displaced is also the place with the richest food production in the country.

Obviously, the tax law has been greatly reduced, but the epidemic is worse than before.

It doesn't matter if you check it. It turns out that the people below are still collecting grain according to the previous tax law, and the difference is directly greedy.

The regent was furious, "One counts as one, and all ransacked their homes to supplement food. All the corrupt officials beheaded, and for every 1 taels they received from the ransacked houses, the elders in the family beheaded one person."

"Improper upbringing is a crime to be punished."

Fuchen looked at the handwriting of the copywriting, line by line, strokes of strokes, how many desperate lonely souls were hidden between the lines, and the policy was to soothe grievances with ink brushes.

After that, house raids and beheadings took place every day.

Early in the morning, people from the Sili Office went to the house of corrupt officials and directly pulled out the corrupt officials.Count the money in the family, and those who reach ten thousand silver will kill the elders.

No need to go to the execution ground, beheaded on the spot at the door of the house.

Those who land in front of the head gate are considered unclean.

And when more and more people were investigated about the corruption of ink, the hacking activities spread from south to north to the capital.

It is the Spring Festival period, and all officials in the capital are in danger.Once the Dali Temple has identified the personnel, it will immediately send people to check.

One family, nine families killed.The streets of the main city were stained with blood.

Rumors gradually spread in the capital that "the regent's tyranny is persecuting the country's dragon spirit".

Standing in the white snow, Fuchen looked at the red light of his house.On this main street leading to the palace, there are almost all white lanterns.

This high-hanging red, wrapped by the "red" on the ground, looks so rare and sad.

"Suiying, walk with me." Fu Chen said.

Suiying arranges a carriage, carries Fuchen up, and sits in together.

The horse is walking slowly, the white lantern is blown by the wind and snow, and there are occasional children kneeling and burning paper under the door.

Not older than teens.

Fuchen watched silently, secretly thinking.When the carriage arrived at a certain house, Fuchen saw a familiar figure and turned to the entrance of the trail.

Look up, Zhang Mansion.

Original Zhang Shangshu Mansion.

It is confirmed that the person in white is the female advocate Rourou.

"Follow quietly and see what she is going to do." There was a hint of sternness in Fuchen's eyes.

The gossip in the capital has nothing to do with this woman.

Zhang Rourou was wrapped in white clothes, looking around from time to time while walking, thinking she was hiding, but her movements were very conspicuous.

Fuchen actually couldn't figure out why this mindless idiot would be the heroine chosen by the Heavenly Dao.

After walking for a while, Fuchen saw Zhang Rourou handing over a bag to the beggar.The beggar opened the bag to reveal four silver ingots.One tattooed with ten taels of silver.

Zhang Rourou opened her mouth to say a few words, the beggar kept nodding and learned it.Not too loud.Fuchen could hear it vaguely, but he knew the shape of his mouth clearly.

"He said, kill the stars and press the dragon way, and torture the Cangshan Mountain. If you want the people to be safe, King Jia will sacrifice to the sky." Suying repeated his mouth.

"Jia" is the former title of the Regent.Five years ago, it was Prince Jia and General Jiahe of the Northern Territory.

Hearing the sound, Fuchen's hostility soared, "Broken the legs of the two of you, and dragged them here for the princess!"

The impetuous voice in the capital is indeed caused by this stupid woman!

The attendant who had been following Fuchen heard the sound, immediately caught up and restrained the two of them.

A frail woman, a beggar with a disabled eye, was pinned to the ground after two steps, and both feet were kicked off.

The attendant stomped on the joints of the two of them.

The wailing of two people came from the box.

When the leg bones of the two were deformed, they were dragged to Fuchen by the attendants.

When the two saw a pair of stern eyes, they forgot that there was a six-year-old child in front of them, and only felt the pressure of coercion and power.

Seeing Fuchen, Zhang Rourou laughed mockingly, with blood between her teeth, "I thought you were just a kind and lovely child, but I didn't expect you to be in the same gang."

Her eyes became sharper, like two guns sprinting, and she shouted hoarsely, "You murderous demon. Can't you see so much blood? The white snow that was run over by the wheels is full of blood. Everything under your feet is full of blood. Flesh and blood. Princess, are you not afraid of ghosts knocking on your door when you dream at night?"

Fu Chen's face was cold, his eyes were hard and ruthless like a stone, and he looked at her like nothing, "Your so-called blood lives, each of which holds the lives of thousands of families. Drinking bird's nest with human blood, have you forgotten, common people?" They are also people. Or, do you think the common people are these dignitaries? Are they sinners who are greedy for money in this city?!"

The wind is blowing, the snow is drifting, and some people are crying.

"Hmph. Sinner?" Zhang Rourou sneered, "How many words and people have you seen, you little girl? How can you be an official without being greedy? The real cause of death on this street is not being greedy for ink, but not recommending him as the regent. Emperor!"

"The crown prince is about to ascend the throne, but he holds back and kills officials wantonly. The purpose is to frighten the world and maintain his tyrannical power!" She roared angrily at the end.

After shouting, she fell down uncontrollably.The blood loss and pain in her leg made her uncomfortable, but she gritted her teeth and stared, arguing with the floating dust and maintaining her momentum.

There was a little strangeness in Fu Chen's eyes, whether it was doubt or pity, he said softly, "Didn't you say that your father is a good and honest official?"

The first one on this main street was Zhang's.

The nine clans of the Zhang family were wiped out.

It is also the only one who has truly exterminated the nine clans.Unmarried and minors do not have to serve prison terms.

On the day of the killing, Zhang Rourou happened to have two days left before being beheaded.

Zhang Rourou's face froze, and she vomited blood, "If you want to accuse me of a crime, why don't I have any words?"

Fuchen looked at the heroine on the ground, as if seeing a mentally handicapped two hundred catties.

"Don't you think that justice in the world comes from you? Is there no hope for the common people to be persecuted?" Fu Chen lowered his gaze to look at her, and fed her the "Ginseng Baiguo Pill" that he carried with him, "I will take you to see Look, in this capital city, are there more happy New Years? Or are there more people who are oppressed by my father?"

Fuchen clapped his hands and directed Zhang Rourou to be thrown onto the carriage.

The beggar was taken down for questioning.

Fuchen got on the carriage, and the carriage started, still swaying.

(End of this chapter)