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

When Hu Hanshan arrived in Jing County, he went to the countryside for disaster relief without the first time, and took the inspectors of the General Administration Department to the county seat.

Hu Hanshan did not go to the county government office to find the county magistrate, but just found a teahouse in the county seat, sat in the main hall of the teahouse, and let the inspectors of the General Administration Department go out to arrest people.

Only half a stick of incense time had passed, and the grain merchants in Jingxian County were all shadowed by local gentry behind them.

One after another, they were all caught in front of Hu Hanshan.

Hu Hanshan put down the blue-and-white glazed tureen in his hand, and took a look at the trembling grain merchants kneeling aside.

Originally, he was thinking of using some excuse to intimidate them, but he delivered it to the door himself.

Several grain merchants were all wearing golden magpie and branch silk satins. According to the regulations of the Ming Dynasty, merchants were not allowed to wear silk satins.

Businessmen in Jinling have many taboos, and usually only dare to wear silk and satin at home.

Local businessmen don't have so many taboos. The collusion between government and businessmen is quite deep, and there is support from the local gentry behind them.

Wear silk and satin without any scruples, and ride in a sedan chair.

However, if they really encountered an official like Hu Hanshan who came to make trouble, these grain merchants would suffer.

Hu Hanshan sternly shouted: "Everyone raise their heads."

The grain merchants raised their heads tremblingly, a group of Qiuba appeared out of nowhere, and arrested them grain merchants with deep backgrounds.

Hu Hanshan pointed to the knife on the waist of the inspector of the General Administration Department, and said with a half-smile: "Do you know what kind of knife this is."

Where have the grain merchants seen the style of the Xiuchun knife, let alone the grain merchants, even the magistrate of the local emperor of Jing County, has never seen the Xiuchun knife.

Hu Hanshan knew that they had never seen the Xiuchun Knife before, so he continued to say with a smile: "This kind of knife is called the Xiuchun Knife."

Just hearing the three words Xiuchundao, the faces of the grain merchants turned pale, and their hearts were no longer calm, and one after another hurriedly kowtowed to Hu Hanshan.

I have never seen the Xiuchun Knife before, but the famous name of the Xiuchun Knife has spread throughout Daming.

The local bureaucrats and gentry don't know that every time the Xiuchun knife appears, a large number of heads will fall to the ground.

These heads are all Beijing officials who can't be provoked at ordinary times, or high-ranking local officials.

"Okay." Annoyed, Hu Hanshan asked the grain merchants to stop kowtowing, and stated the purpose of arresting them: "This time, there is only one thing to invite you to come here."

Please?
The grain merchants are all well-known and well-to-do households in Jing County. When did they get offended like this?

This is not an invitation, it is clearly intimidating them.

If this was replaced by a local guard, even if Qianhu arrested them, the grain merchants would dare to ask for an explanation.

But the person who arrested them was wearing an Xiuchun knife, and the grain merchant didn't even have the slightest thought to ask for an explanation, so he just wanted to go back as soon as possible.

A grain merchant wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and his mouth was in a trance: "This... this official, I don't know what he wanted me to do."

"As long as it can be done, I will try my best to get it done."

What Hu Hanshan wanted was this sentence, he raised the whip in his hand, and patted the magpie and golden flower silk satin on the grain merchant: "There is nothing else, I just want to use the grain in my hand to exchange your hand." on all the bran."

It turned out that he was looking for them to do business, and the grain merchant who spoke felt relieved: "I don't know how much grain the official has, and how much bran he wants to exchange."

Standing aside, Li Jun threw a roll of booklets in front of the grain merchant.

The grain merchant opened the booklet with trembling hands, and he was ready to spend money to buy peace in his heart.

After opening the brochure and reading it, his face turned pale again. This is not a business, it is clearly a robbery.

The grain merchant said with a hint of tears: "The official can't do this, but two thousand shi of grain has to be exchanged for two or three million shi for bran from us."

"There is no such thing as a business, and it has doubled more than 100 times."

Hu Hanshan himself knew in his heart that this was no different from robbing, but he couldn't do anything about it.

There were a lot of people affected by the disaster this time, and the food for the disaster relief could not be brought in for a while.

I can only think of some clever ways, this way is to snatch the bran from the hands of the grain merchants to feed the livestock.

At this time, the common people began to eat Guanyin soil, and they swelled to death.

In the eyes of ordinary people, bran is already a life-saving food, at least it is much more delicious than Guanyin soil and bark leaves.

Hu Hanshan knew that these grain merchants would not agree, so the horsewhip on this grain merchant was a little bit heavier: "What kind of clothes are you wearing?"

The grain merchants glanced at each other, they were only wearing magpie and branch golden flower silk satin, and the color did not violate the law of the Ming Dynasty.

Seeing the confusion on their faces, Hu Hanshan knew that they had been wearing silk and satin for a long time in the local prefectures and counties, and had forgotten that the Ming Dynasty stipulated that merchants could not wear silk and satin.

Hu Hanshan smiled sinisterly: "You all wear silk and satin. This crime is either big or small."

"When it gets bigger, there will be a family copying and extermination."

When the grain merchants heard the sentence of copying the family and exterminating the clan, they thought that these were officers and soldiers wearing embroidered spring knives, and they were all murderers without blinking an eye.

The grain merchants were really scared in their hearts, and they began to kowtow incessantly again.

Hu Hanshan shouted sharply: "Come here, go and search all their homes, and take them to the capital to behead them for public display."

When the grain merchants heard that they were going to be taken to the capital for beheading, or they were going to take their whole family there, they dared not delay any longer.

No matter how important the bran is, it is not as important as the lives of their whole family.

The grain merchant at the front, who had never been plundered like this before, cried in distress: "Please forgive my life, I'm willing to exchange the bran for the grain in my hands."

Hu Hanshan was satisfied when he heard this, and helped the grain merchants up with his own hands: "I promise earlier, so there won't be so many things."

"Don't try to clear up the relationship. Even if the county magistrate is the most powerful in the entire Jing County, it is only a matter of one sentence if I want to take him to the capital for execution."

The grain merchants subconsciously glanced at Xiuchundao, not daring to have any other thoughts.

What others say is not credible, even if the procurator who is in charge of the entire chief secretary's criminal law wants to convict an ordinary person and punish him, he will have to send it to the Ministry of Criminal Justice for review, and he will not be executed until after autumn.

The officers and soldiers holding the Xiuchun Knife are different. Now that their heads are cut off, they will never wait until tomorrow.

Hu Hanshan waved his hand and asked several small flags under him to follow the grain merchants to get the keys of their respective granaries.

Leaving two inspectors to watch near the granary, so as not to cause trouble, the local bureaucratic gentry resorted to some shady methods.