Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

"I will go to the Governor's Mansion to inform you immediately." The Liucheng County Magistrate took the invitation, bowed, and rode a carriage to the Governor's Mansion.

Seeing the Qianniu Guard guarding the door, he asked respectfully.

"The magistrate of Liucheng County has an important matter to meet with Governor Fan, and I would like to ask the general to report it."

Duan De said with a straight face as he looked at the person coming.

"Didn't I tell you when I entered the city that Governor Fan is ill and not suitable for seeing guests for the time being. You'd better come back in a few days."

Liucheng County Magistrate said with a smile: "The general doesn't know something. This official is here to deliver the invitation letter on behalf of Governor Zhao. If the task cannot be completed, it will be difficult to explain."

"Captain Zhao?" Duan De frowned and thought for a while before speaking.

"Let's do this." You leave the invitation and I go in and present it to Governor Fan. "

"This……"

"Do you have any opinions?"

"Ah, no." The Liucheng County Magistrate quickly waved his hand and handed the invitation letter to Duan De.

After watching the visitor leave, Duan De walked into the Governor's Mansion with a sad expression on his face.

"It's not an option to keep pretending like this. Governor Fan didn't say when he would be back?"

"I haven't said that, it's probably just for a day or two." Zhang Huan was sitting behind the big case wearing the uniform of the governor.

"What about this invitation letter? Tomorrow night, the advisors of the Governor's Palace will entertain Governor Fan. If he doesn't go, there's no guarantee that Zhao Wenhui won't be suspicious."

"Just take it one step at a time. Maybe Governor Fan will be back tomorrow."

Zhang Huan walked to the window and looked at the night outside and said.

In the long night, several prison cars carrying prisoners on the street slowly headed towards Yingzhou Prison.

Along the way, the street was very deserted, and most of the shops on both sides had notices about redemption.

Occasionally, a few groups of sergeants holding torches would ride by on horseback, as if they were under a curfew.

"It seems that life is not easy for the common people." Fan Xin sighed and looked at the prison in front of him.

The officers and soldiers responsible for escorting them turned around and left directly after handing them over to the jailers.

The latter escorted Fan Xin and his party into the prison. The prison had two floors, with dozens of cells on each floor, filled with unkempt prisoners.

"Master, there are at least a thousand people in this prison. No wonder Willow Village has been emptied. All the emotions are here."

Seeing that most of the prisoners were honest villagers, Liuzi couldn't help but whisper.

Seeing that the master and servant were still in the mood to chat, the warden came over and scolded them.

"What are you dawdling about? Get out of here and I'll break your legs if you say anything else!"

"If you dare to scold the young master, I will beat you to death!" Liuzi grabbed the warden's neck and lifted him up, scaring the latter so much that his face turned pale.

"Come on... come on, someone is trying to escape from prison, come on!"

Hearing the noise, several jailers immediately drew their swords and rushed towards Liu Zi. The prisoners on both sides clapped and cheered.

"Boy, release Wang Dianjiu immediately, or I'll chop you to death!"

"Hmph! Just you little shrimps..."

"Forget it, let Wang Dianjiu go free." Fan Xin patted Liuzi on the shoulder and winked at him.

"Huh... I guess you know each other."

Wang Dianjiu took two deep breaths and glanced at Liu Zi with lingering fear.

Turning his attention to Fan Xin: "If you want to be released from prison, pay the ransom first, otherwise you will stay in prison and do hard labor in lieu of the ransom."

"May I ask Wang Dianjiao how much the ransom is for each person?"

"Not much, two strikes per person."

"Okay, we are willing to pay." Fan Xin took out a few pieces of brocade silk from his pocket.

After getting the money, Wang Dianjiu suddenly became much more polite.

"Sir, if you have nothing to do, you can go out now."

Fan Xin smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have something I want to ask clearly."

"Master, please speak."

Wang Dianjiu is not stupid either. The other party is obviously very wealthy with such a generous move, and he might be able to make more money.

Fan Xin glanced at the prisoners in the prison and muttered.

"Look, there are nearly a thousand people imprisoned here, including villagers from Liushu Village. What crime have they committed?"

"Hey, that's what happened." Wang Dianjiu breathed a sigh of relief and led Fan Xin to the location of Liushu Village.

"Some time ago, Governor Zhao posted a notice stating that all people in this state must pay food tax, drinking water tax, and housing tax."

"As a result, these unscrupulous people not only resisted the tax violently, but also fled with their families to other places. The governor was furious and ordered all the officials to arrest them and collect ransom."

"Could it be that the young master wants to redeem these unruly people from Willow Village?"

Looking at Wang Dianjiu who looked expectant, Fan Xin took out several pieces of fine silk from his sleeves.

"These silk cloths are enough to pay the fine. Let them all be released."

Seeing Fan Xin take out so much money, Wang Dianyu couldn't close his mouth with laughter.

"Sir, wait a moment, I will release the villagers of Liushu Village right now." He took out the key and opened the cell door, and said to the people inside.

"You poor devils, come out, someone has paid the ransom for you."

"Thank you, sir, you are truly a living Bodhisattva."

"Old man, I kowtow to you." As soon as the people of Liushu Village came out, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Fan Xin with tears in their eyes.

Fan Xin helped everyone up, counted the number of people in a circle, and asked.

"Old man, are all the people from Willow Village here? Are there a few missing?"

He remembered that when he was arrested, several old people from Liushu Village were put into the prison car together, but there was no sign of them here.

"How many are missing?" The old man looked back at the number of people and asked in confusion.

"Sir, have you read it wrong? We are all here and there is no need for anyone."

Hearing this, Fan Xin's eyes flashed, and then he smiled.

"Maybe I saw it wrong. It's getting late. You should go back early."

"Young master, if you have anything to do, just ask, we will go back first."

After kowtowing, the common people left Yingzhou Prison with one step and three turns.

After the prison calmed down, Fan Xin was about to ask about the tax collection situation when a group of officers and soldiers holding open fire suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor and rushed towards them.

The leader was a man with a goatee wearing dark green official uniform.

Seeing Fan Xin appear here, his face changed slightly, and then he covered up the past

"Qin Sima, why are you here?" Wang Dianyu asked curiously.

Qin Wuyan pointed at the people of Liushu Village who were walking out and said with pale faces.

"Did you let these unruly people go?"

"That's right. This young master paid the fine for them and of course he has to let them go. Isn't this what you ordered?"

Qin Sima was so angry that he trembled all over, slapped him in the face and reprimanded him.

"You fart, when did I ask you to collect taxes from the people? Why don't you quickly take out the collected money!"

After speaking, he walked up to Fan Xin, took a deep breath, and said calmly.

"I'm sorry, sir. It's really embarrassing for something like this to happen under my administration."

"Don't worry, I promise this won't happen again."

Fan Xinxin was a little disappointed, and he almost found out the truth, but he didn't expect Qin Wuyan to come so quickly.

And it looked like he recognized his identity.

"The water in Yingzhou is getting deeper and deeper."

Suppressing his thoughts, Fan Xin put the brocade silk into his arms, thanked him, and walked out of Yingzhou Prison with his six sons.

Looking at his back, Qin Sima said with an ashen expression.

"Hurry up and inform Governor Zhao that Fan Xin has come out secretly to find out!"