Daming: I'm rotten, my father is Hu Weiyong

The officials of the Ningguo Mansion said these words with a high-sounding appearance of serving the country and the people. Instead of rushing to relieve the victims, they were clearly rushing to hoard.

Hu Hanshan didn't want to waste his tongue here, so he directly said with a big mouth: "Half of the relief food."

Zhao Qingyuan didn't expect that Hu Hanshan would be so greedy that he would directly take away half of the relief food.

In this way, at least half of the officials of the Ningguo Mansion will not get the benefit of hoarding.

Huang Zicheng directly refused: "Only when the disaster relief food is gathered together can it play its due role."

"The little prime minister wants to share some away, and other officials also want to share some away. You share some and I share some, how will the disaster be relieved in the end."

Hu Hanshan finally said impatiently: "If you want to help the people in the county, you can do whatever you want, and the county doesn't want to take care of it."

"But this time, the people in the countryside were the most affected. At least half of the grain in this county must be taken away, otherwise you won't even think about taking a grain of grain away."

The young master Zhao Qingyuan was most afraid of threats. He clapped his hands, and a group of officers and soldiers rushed in from outside the station.

They are all the old minions of Nanxionghou, all of them are veterans who kill without blinking an eye, and they don't care whether Hu Hanshan is the eldest son of Zuo Prime Minister Hu Weiyong.

They only listened to the orders of the young master Zhao Qingyuan, as long as an order was given, these old soldiers with blood on their hands would rush forward without hesitation.

"Yoah."

When Hu Hanshan saw that Zhao Qingyuan was about to come hard, he smiled cheerfully.

He held down Li Jun who was about to draw his sword, put his finger in his mouth and missed a whistle.

"Void!"

More than a dozen general administration inspectors broke in through the window. They were not wearing mandarin duck battle jackets, but ordinary linen double breasts.

They are not as tall and strong as the officers and soldiers, and they are of medium stature, more like ordinary people who are begging for life in the market.

The officers and soldiers all showed disdainful smirks, thinking that only two or three people were needed to easily kill these servants who broke in through the windows.

Until more than a dozen school inspectors showed their knives, none of the officers and soldiers dared to move. Zhao Qingyuan's eyes gradually narrowed together.

The inspectors are dressed in ordinary clothes, but the sabers in their hands are not ordinary.

Embroidered Spring Knife.

Xiuchun Dao is a saber bestowed by Emperor Hongwu to the military officer, not everyone can wear it easily.

Only Jin Yiwei would wear flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives uniformly in order to show the emperor's majesty when he was guarding the dragon chariot of Hongwu Emperor.

In addition, there is another situation, that is, Jinyiwei and the inspector of the General Administration Department go out to perform government affairs in the yamen, and they can wear the Xiuchun knife to show that the status of the Jinyiwei and the inspector of the General Administration Department is different.

Zhao Qingyuan knew that Hu Hanshan had been promoted, but he never thought that Hu Hanshan actually held an important position in the Yamen of the General Administration Department.

Things have come to this point, and swordsmen have already begun to fight each other.

Hu Hanshan tore his face directly, and walked to Huang Zicheng's side with a smile.

"Snapped!"

Only a crisp sound was heard.

Under the disbelieving eyes of Zhao Qingyuan and Ningguo government officials, Hu Hanshan slapped Huang Zicheng hard.

The beating of famous scholars was Huang Zicheng, a well-known man in the Jiangxi Examination Hall.

The most asshole uncle in Jinling would not dare to do this. Even the vassal kings still treat famous scholars with respect.

No one has ever dared to treat scholars like this.

A slap by Hu Hanshan wasn't enough, he just kicked Huang Zicheng to the ground.

The thousand-layered wool-soled official boots stepped on Huang Zicheng's head, and Hu Hanshan had no scruples: "You can interrupt the horses in this county?"

"I will teach you a lesson this time. If you dare to interrupt casually next time, you won't be spared lightly."

"Hu Hanshan!"

Zhao Qingyuan yelled loudly, walked over quickly, and pushed away Hu Hanshan's thousand-layer wool-soled official boots that were stepping on Huang Zicheng's head.

Hurry up to help Huang Zicheng up, and asked warmly, "How is Mr. Huang, where is he not hurt?"

Huang Zicheng used the blue auspicious longevity pattern on the sleeve of his right jacket, wiped the bleeding corner of his mouth, and put on a look of conflict: "Do you know that insulting a person from the Jiangxi Examination Hall will offend the bureaucrats in Jiangxi? The gentry, and the relationship behind the Jiangxi bureaucrats and gentry."

"As long as you are willing to give up stealing half of the relief food, Huang will treat it as if it didn't happen, and the grievances between you and me will be over."

"Otherwise, even your father, Prime Minister Zuo Weiyong, would be hard-pressed to withstand the targets of the entire Jiangxi bureaucracy and gentry."

Hu Hanshan originally wanted to get half of the relief food, and then use some means to make it enough for the people in the countryside to eat and drink.

As long as they can survive these few months, the family will have surplus food when the food is ripe in June.

Unexpectedly, there was unexpected joy.

Hu Hanshan rushed over happily, and raised his hand to beat Huang Zicheng again.

Zhao Qingyuan quickly asked the officers and soldiers to hug Hu Hanshan. After seeing the embroidered spring knives of the inspectors, he dared not do anything.

It is still no problem to hug Hu Hanshan to prevent him from doing anything.

Officials of the Ningguo Mansion never expected such a series of changes.

Although they had heard about Hu Hanshan's bastard for a long time, they never thought that Hu Hanshan would be such a bastard.

Huang Zicheng has already made his words very clear, and if he continues to act like this, he will definitely offend the entire Jiangxi bureaucrats and gentry.

Not only did Hu Hanshan not regret it in the slightest, but he couldn't wait to go up and beat Huang Zicheng.

Could it be that beating Huang Zicheng was beneficial? It was not to offend the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi, but to make friends with the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi.

Zhao Qingyuan invited the Jiangxi master. If any accident happened while following him, it would make the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi feel disgusted.

Zhao Qingyuan just thought of the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi, and his scalp tingled: "Enough of Hu Hanshan."

"I really want to tear your brain apart and see what's going on inside."

"Even the right prime minister, Wang Guangyang, didn't have time to make friends with the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi. You just wanted to attract so many political enemies to the left prime minister, Hu Weiyong."

Hu Hanshan struggled for a long time, but it was really difficult to break free from the hands of the tall and strong officers and soldiers, so he could only retreat back with regret on his face.

He even muttered regretfully in his mouth: "Zhao Qingyuan is really meddling in his own business."

"If you didn't stop me, I would have slapped Huang Zicheng on the face for anything I said."

The officials of the Ningguo Mansion looked at Hu Hanshan's absurd and bastard behavior, and they couldn't understand it at all.

It turned out that it wasn't because Huang Zicheng slapped him because he couldn't understand him. Hu Hanshan really wanted to offend the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi.

It's really unbelievable.

No matter how you look at it, Hu Hanshan doesn't look like a normal person anymore.