Thank you sir, he is still outputting!

After Qiu Jing's explanation, Xie Zhao realized that everything was neither Qiu Jing's flattery nor Qiu Jing's show.

As the magistrate of Quzhou, he did suffer a lot.

Two years ago, Quzhou was still a wealthy city, not to mention surpassing the south of the Yangtze River to rival the capital, but the number of taxes was also ranked first among all regions in the country.

All the changes occurred in the summer two years ago - a group of miners who were digging in the mines outside the city suddenly went on strike and quit.

If it’s just a matter of simply quitting, who knows that this group of miners not only went on strike, but even took weapons from the smelter near the iron mine, occupied many hills outside Quzhou City, and directly became the bully .

This group of people are all young and vigorous, armed with weapons, and familiar with the terrain of the mountains outside Quzhou City.Not only did they rob many nearby farmers of their belongings, but they also targeted Qiu Jing, the prefect of Quzhou, in the end.

They threatened Qiu Jing and asked Qiu Jing to prepare a lot of money for them every year, otherwise they would attack the people of Quzhou—even if they couldn't enter the city, but if they wanted to deal with the farmers in the nearby villages, it would be effortless.

Of course Qiu Jing would not be threatened at first, but after this group of people really smashed up all the houses in a village, he realized that these people were not joking.They mean it.

This is incredible!

Although he didn't want to give in to these people, but thinking of the innocent people in Quzhou City, Qiu Jing still gritted his teeth and gave them the money.

The subsequent development can be imagined, the conscience of the gangsters will not ache, facing Qiu Jing who has to obey, their appetites are getting bigger and bigger, and they are getting more and more arrogant.

Xie Zhao, who had already run to the street with his luggage and Bingwen, was still chased back by his servants.

Looking at the servants who were staring at him, Xie Zhao let out a long sigh, and had no choice but to stop thinking about running.

He poured himself a cup of tea, and he didn't care whether the tea was good or not, so he drank it all in one gulp.He waited until the thirst subsided before he opened his mouth and said, "Master Qiu, I didn't say that you shouldn't have given them the money... This is really too...too...hey!"

Due to the age and seniority of the other party, Xie Zhao finally swallowed the word stupid that was almost on his lips.

Qiu Jing has been in the officialdom for so many years, so why can't he hear what Xie Zhao said.

His face flushed with embarrassment, his lips muttered a few times, and he still swallowed the words that defended himself.

Xie Zhao threw the luggage to Bingwen who was on the side, and continued to ask: "Did Lord Qiu not report this matter to the court? If Lord Qiu had reported this to the Holy Majesty earlier, the matter should have been resolved long ago."

He couldn't understand it: "Until I was awarded the post of inspector censor half a month ago, I had never heard of such a thing happening in Quzhou in the capital."

Speaking of this matter, Qiu Jing was more depressed than Xie Zhao.

"As soon as those miners rebelled, I immediately wrote a letter to the Holy One, and ordered people to send it to the capital as soon as possible. But now that two years have passed, the matter has intensified, and there is no news from the capital. It seems that the letter related to this matter has been intercepted. All can't be sent out."

Qiu Jing was really aggrieved: "In the past two years, there have been two patrol censors, and they all said in front of me that they would report back to the Holy Majesty, but when they left Quzhou, they seemed to have forgotten the things here, and there was no more news. Come."

Dare to love is a lesson learned.

Now Xie Zhao understood why Qiu Jing didn't tell him about it from the beginning.

He followed Qiu Jing's words and said: "So, Mr. Qiu gave all his salary to those bandits?" As soon as the words fell, he immediately reacted, frowned and changed his words: "——should It’s not just these. You also gave Quzhou’s tax to them?”

Qiu Jing nodded, and said in shame, "I'm also desperate...I can't let them really attack innocent people."

He bowed his head and said, "After the necessary expenses are deducted from the annual tax, the remaining money basically goes into the pockets of these bandits... Now even the salaries of the officials like Tongzhi are a bit stretched."

Being forced to such an extent by bandits, the magistrate must be a bit useless.

Xie Zhao thought, if this is the case, then the white porridge and green vegetables, the baggy official uniform, and the emaciated Qiu Jing and other officials from Quzhou can all be explained clearly.

Just one more thing is not clear.

He muttered to himself: "Why didn't the previous inspector censor tell these things, and those letters that couldn't be delivered... and, according to what you said, the tax amount in Quzhou must have dropped a lot in the past two years , why didn't the people from the household department notice something was wrong?"

The taxation of the whole country is reviewed by the people of the household department. There is such a big problem with the taxation in Quzhou. Why do the people in the household department keep silent and pretend to be deaf and dumb?

Wait, Tobe...?

In a blink of an eye, Xie Zhao suddenly recalled something. The appearance of Feng Delin holding the wat board before he was demoted and Cheng Wang's euphemistic objection before departure came to mind.

"Could it be that all of this is related to King Cheng?"

Could it be that these bandits are the ones who become kings?Or did King Cheng have a feud with Qiu Jing?

But Qiu Jing has nothing to do with King Cheng, so what can King Cheng get if he suppresses Qiu Jing?

Seeing Xie Zhao frowning in deep thought, Qiu Jing asked, "Does Master Xie have any clues?"

Xie Zhao came back to his senses, touched his flat stomach, and took a sip of the porridge: "...it's nothing."

He didn't eat anything all afternoon, and he ran some distance just now, and now he is a little hungry.He took another bite of green vegetables, looked at the emaciated Qiu Jing opposite, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic: I'm afraid it's because he can't afford other good vegetables, eats porridge and green vegetables all day long, and has to worry too much about the bandits , That's why Master Qiu lost weight so quickly.

Presumably the official uniform is also because of the thin body, so it looks so spacious.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhao let out a long sigh, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and resigned himself to his fate, "...How many of those bandits are there?"

He could already see that Qiu Jing's purpose was to let him help solve the bandits' affairs.

Now that everyone has arrived in Quzhou, and they won't be able to leave for a while, they can only give it a try.

Qiu Jing heard his compromise and was overjoyed immediately.

But after hearing Xie Zhao's question, the smile that had just floated on his face froze immediately.

Xie Zhao sensed that he was wrong, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at him vigilantly, and asked the question again: "Master Qiu, are there many bandits here?"

"Not much, not much."

Qiu Jing smiled dryly, stretched out his fingers, and slapped Xie Zhao tremblingly.

Xie Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, and took another sip of porridge: "Fifty people."

Qiu Jing squeezed out a smile: "...less."

Xie Zhao suddenly felt that the porridge in his mouth was hard to swallow.

He put down the bowl again, with a forced smile: "Five hundred..." Thinking of five hundred young men holding weapons, he immediately lost his appetite, so he replied to Qiu Jing, "Although there are 500 people Not a lot, but you should give it a try.”

Hearing this, Qiu Jing looked away, not daring to look at Xie Zhao more.

His tone was difficult: "Master Xiao Xie... still missing."

Or less...?

Five, five thousand!

Five or five thousand bandits armed with weapons!

Xie Zhaoteng jumped up from the stool, and hurriedly grabbed Bingwen behind him and ran away again: "Master Qiu, I can't help you! I'll go back to the capital right away and ask the Holy Lord to send troops to suppress the bandits for you!"

Can five thousand bandits armed with weapons be called bandits?

This can be called a rebel!

For a moment, Xie Zhao wanted to boast that these five thousand bandits were honest and honest: they had weapons and a large number of them, but they just robbed and smashed houses and cheated some money from Mr. Qiu.

Qiu Jing had been on guard for a long time, seeing Xie Zhao jumping up, he quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him back on the stool.

He said sadly and angrily: "Master Xiao Xie, the first two patrol censors promised me this, but they left and never came back!"

So, definitely won't let you go!

Xie Zhao knew that he had run into something big.

Knowing that he couldn't leave, he looked even more indignant than Qiu Jing: "Lord Qiu, I'm just a speech officer! I came to Quzhou to supervise the officials, not to catch bandits for you!"

He was aggrieved: "I am a civil servant, not a military officer, and I won the literary champion, not the martial arts champion. I usually use paper and pens instead of knives and guns. You let me face-to-face with bandits, or face-to-face with [-] bandits holding weapons. Isn't this embarrassing me!"

The more Xie Zhao thought about it, the more he felt that it was not easy.

Everyone said that although the Xunyan Yushi had a small official position, he had great power. It was never said that the Xunyan Yushi not only supervised local officials, but also dealt with bandits for local officials.

Thinking that he and His Highness had just made up their minds, and that they might be chopped down by bandits in a blink of an eye, Xie Zhao felt that he was really suffering and couldn't tell.

"You can, you can."

Qiu Jing was more confident than Xie Zhao himself: "Your grandfather is Grand Tutor Xie, and your father is General Xie. After becoming the Xie family, you must have inherited Taifu Xie's intelligence and general Xie's strategy. Five thousand bandits must not be a problem for you!"

"..."

Mr. Qiu's logic was too perfect, which made Xie Zhao feel more and more bitter, and couldn't even say the words of rejection: Qiu Jing moved out his grandfather and father, if he refused again, wouldn't it discredit his grandfather and father and make others look down on him.

If he ran away now, he might be poked at the back and scolded for thanking his family.

Stop it!

Xie Zhao was forced to the cliff, and could only cope with this drudgery: "Lord Qiu, are there any troops stationed in Quzhou City?"

At this point, it is useless to talk about civil servants and military officials. Even if Xie Zhao was a civil servant, he can only roll up his sleeves at this time.

Xie Zhao frowned, but Qiu Jing smiled happily.

The burden on his body was borne by others, and he replied with ease: "Master Xie, we now have seven thousand troops in Quzhou."

Seven thousand?

Xie Zhao finally showed his first smile of the night: "We have 2000 more people than bandits, we have an advantage." He asked Qiu Jing, "Have you ever sent these garrisons to suppress bandits before?"

7000 people should have an advantage over 5000 people.

"To tell you the truth, these [-] garrisons have gone up the mountain before, but the results are not very satisfactory."

Qiu Jing coughed: "After all, these bandits are more familiar with the terrain than we are. They are occupying the top of the mountain. If they really want to fight, they will fight from a high place to a low place. The advantage is obvious compared to us, and—"

Xie Zhao asked, "And what?"

Qiu Jing glanced at Xie Zhao embarrassedly, and lowered his voice: "You should also know that Quzhou has a complex terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is far away from the border. The chance to actually go to the battlefield, so—”

Xie Zhao couldn't laugh anymore: "So?"

"so--"

Qiu Jing was ruthless, with the mentality that he would lose face if he said it earlier, he still closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "The soldiers in our garrison in Quzhou are relatively gentle."

Gentle soldier?

Xie Zhao was dumbfounded when he heard this statement for the first time.

The author has something to say: Xie Zhao (desperate): ... I am a speech officer!

Qiu Jing (covering his ears): If you don’t listen, don’t listen to the bastard chanting scriptures. Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the son of a general can fight!This is only five thousand bandits, you can definitely do it!

感谢在2020-07-0401:42:53~2020-07-0501:16:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of miserable green girl;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!