Crossing straight to the blue sky

Chapter 414
On such an important occasion, how could there be such a key figure as Ma Zhubo?No, the folks felt a lot more relieved when they saw the owner of the horse.

Qingyun squinted at Ma Zhubo, who was very kind after receiving the gaze from the magistrate.

"Folks, I called everyone here today because I have something important to inform you. This is our Qishan County grandpa." The owner of the horse, Bo first exchanged a few words of greeting, and then introduced Qingyun who was on the main seat.

Everyone is old acquaintances, if you want to connect with each other, it is better to talk about business in private, in the county government.

With an amiable smile, Qingyun looked at everyone present.

"Hello folks, folks, I am Qishan's new county magistrate, Shangguan Qingyun, if nothing else happens, I will be the county magistrate of Qishan in this life, until the day I die of old age.

Today, the laborers and the people are here to inform you of an important event.In the future, you don't have to pay the bandits. "

This news is like a bolt from the blue!The thunder made the minds of all the villagers buzzing. After recovering, all of them had pale faces and shivered.

Finished!

It's all over!
If you don't pay the bandits food, will they still have a way to survive?Look at the villages that don't pay food, what happened to them in the end!
The new county magistrate is not a thing, you want to force them to death!
Look at those county magistrates in the past, they all put on a good official and thoughtful appearance for the people when they first came, but within a few days, all of them showed greedy, hateful, and hateful faces, not as good as those bandits.

The villagers couldn't help looking at Ma Bo, hoping that he would come up with an idea.Back then, the bandits wanted to kill chickens and respect the monkeys in order to expropriate food. Later, the horse owner Bo came forward and persuaded them to do as the bandits wanted, so as to save the lives of the villagers.

The horse owner Bo cast his eyes on the magistrate, his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart, as if his mind was wandering away.He cursed in his heart: a group of ignorant idiots, he was humiliated and agreed to hand over the food to the bandits in order to save their lives. If he didn't pay, the village in Qishan had been slaughtered by the bandits long ago, so there is no such thing as today.

The villagers waited for a while, and seeing that Ma Zhubo had no plans to stand up for them, the oldest old man bravely stepped out and knelt on the ground.

The old man buried half of his body in the coffin board. He had lived enough. If the magistrate got angry, he would go up to him. It doesn't matter if he died.

"My lord, it's not that the grassroots don't want to listen to you. It's that the grassroots are powerless!" The old man's chrysanthemum-like vicissitudes of face, a look of grief and despair, old tears, tears come when you say it, comparable to Professional acting.

There are also a few older people who also have despair and sadness on their faces, and all of them are wiping tears.It was really sad for those who heard it, and tears for those who heard it.

"My lord has just arrived, so I may not be clear about it. Our Qishan area is different from other places. We haven't had a magistrate for many years. We have been controlled by the bandits from Shibazhai for more than ten years."

Qingyun squinted his eyes, and then glanced at the crying old man, don't think she didn't hear it, the old man ran against her inside and out, and disliked her for not having soldiers, because she can't do a bandit!
The old man raised his head and glanced at the expressionless county magistrate, then glanced at Ma Zhubo, but saw Ma Zhubo nodding slightly, a shrewd flash of shrewdness flashed in his cloudy eyes, he lowered his head, and continued: "A few villages refused to hand over For food, the bandits slaughtered the village in the middle of the night, leaving no chickens or dogs behind, even the babies who were just a few days old. If the grassroots don’t pay the food.”

"Old man, please get up!"

Qingyun walked over, helped the old man up, and helped him to sit down. The old man was so flattered that he wanted to get off the chair several times and kneel to thank him. Qingyun's fingers rested lightly on the old man's shoulders.

"Fellow folks, Xiaosheng has not come to Qishan to take office yet. I have heard that Qishan bandits and bandits are rampant and oppressing the people. The people are living in dire straits. The county magistrates sent by the imperial court several times have all died in Qishan."

Qingyun's gaze swept over everyone present one by one.

"I didn't believe it before. Qishan was close to the border. The generals at the border sent troops here at random. Suppressing bandits is as easy as crushing ants. How could it be possible for bandits to control Qishan for more than ten years? The Dayong Dynasty has not been incompetent yet. That level! The generals at the border are not so incompetent.

After coming to Qishan, I realized that the rumors outside were not exaggerated.We people in Qishan, when talking about bandits, turn pale, and at most just ignore or shake their heads when talking about the government, but when bandits are mentioned, they are as frightened as a mouse seeing a cat.I have only been in Qishan for a few months, and I have been assassinated no less than a dozen times along the way."

The mixture of true and false words makes it more convincing.

Qingyun opened his hands, turned around a few times in front of everyone, and said, "Look, I'm not alive and well. What can the bandits do to me?"

The attitude is very arrogant and domineering.

All the villagers looked at each other, looked at the magistrate, and their expressions gradually became serious.

Song Wenqian didn't know when he came here, so he asked someone to move a chair over and sit with the villagers.

"I dare to tell the folks that I don't have to pay food to the bandits in the future. I have the ability." Qingyun returned to his seat and sat down, and said casually: "I dispatched a [-] elite soldiers from the outside, The bandits were encircled and suppressed in the mountains. According to the news received yesterday, the bandits in several villages in Qishan have been wiped out.

I know you may not believe me and think I'm talking big.You should be clear about whether I have bluffed or not.Have a few villages contacted the bandits to hand over the food, and they have not waited for the bandits to collect the food, and everyone is dead, who will collect the food?The horse owner Bo also knows about the bandits, and the villagers can ask him. "

The villagers were dumbfounded when they heard that the county magistrate had dispatched an army to suppress the bandits, and they knew it was Bo, the owner of the horse. They all turned their stiff necks to look at him like wooden figures.

The owner of the horse was so cheeky that he twitched fiercely. The old man only knew that the county government had arrested and dispatched [-] soldiers to suppress the bandits, but he didn't know!

The owner of the horse glanced at the magistrate, saw the villagers looking at him, and nodded.

The villagers breathed a sigh of relief, and then all of them looked surprised and trembled with excitement.

There are no more bandits in Qishan!
The villagers of Qishan no longer have to worry about being killed by bandits someday!
Great!That's great!
All the villagers wiped their tears excitedly. After looking forward to it for many years, they finally hoped for a sunny day.

Qingyun was very satisfied with Ma Zhubo's understanding of current affairs, glanced at the excited crowd, smiled and said kindly: "Okay, folks, I know you are excited. But let's talk about it first. The matter of you paying food to the bandits, The collusion with the bandits and the concealment of the bandits all happened before I came to Qishan, and I will not blame the past."

　Thanks to Mumuhe Changmei, Jieer, lhrgxf, Huang Xingsu, for the monthly votes, what?

　　
　
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