The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 184 Yin and Yang Take All
A faint sandalwood fragrance floated into his nose, Feng Qing'an looked sideways, and suddenly saw a tall and shadowy figure among the crowd of onlookers.

Ghosts and gods in Pingwu County!
"We have no right to interfere with human affairs, so please forgive me, my lord!"

When he saw Feng Qing'an's eyes looking over, the city god of Pingwu County, who led a group of ghosts and gods to watch, bowed and saluted.

"Ok!"

Feng Qing'an nodded, he didn't care about this group of ghosts and gods, the ghosts and gods enshrined by the people can arrest monsters and capture evil spirits, but they can't control people.

This exorbitant tax has nothing to do with these ghosts and gods, if you want to watch the fun, let them watch it.

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At this moment, many officials in the county government office were all hung on the beams at the entrance of the county government office together with their superiors. Wu Qilang, who was wielding a whip, greeted them unceremoniously, with a grin on his face, howling one after another. , he has no sympathy.

"Tell them, apart from the court's normal land tax and oral tax, from today onwards, all other miscellaneous taxes in Pingwu County will be abolished!"

Feng Qing'an listened to the wailing of the moths, turned to look at Butler Zhao, and ordered,
"Yes!"

"Da Zhou!"

"My lord, you order!"

The high-spirited young master of the Zhou family hurried over.

"All the accountants of your Zhou family will be transferred to me to count the tax money collected by the county government!"

"Young master, this is..."

Zhou Yiyang was shocked.

"It's people's fat and people's ointment. This pig has been scraped so hard that some people can't survive. If they don't return it to the people, how will the people live in the future?"

"I'm afraid this is not something that can be done right away!"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's thoughts, Zhou Yiyang was admiring, but also a little worried. He wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to say it. This young master probably hasn't seen the sinister heart.

It is indeed a good thing to distribute the money plundered by corrupt officials to the people, but how can it be fair and just?

These guys don't know how to make accounts when they go to collect tax money. Now they have to return the money to every household. How do they pay it back?The common people will give as much as they say. I am afraid that the money in the county government treasury will shine before half of it is distributed.

"Then spend more time!"

Feng Qing'an smiled, and then his expression became a little cold,

"If you have any problems, you can tell me. If you really can't solve them, you can kill them as an example!"

"There is no problem with the counting of the silver taels in the county government by my family's accountant, but how to return the money in full? The people can't give as much as they want!"

"I can do my best in this matter!"

The sandalwood aroma lingering at the tip of the nose instantly became intense, and after hearing Feng Qing'an's order, all the ghosts and gods who were just watching came over.

"We can tell the truth of a mortal's words!"

"Then I'll thank you all!"

Seeing that the local ghosts and gods are so self-conscious and willing to help in this matter, Feng Qing'an is quite satisfied. It is natural for ghosts and gods to be able to tell the truth from falsehoods. If they don't even have such authority, how can they reward good and punish evil?
"Don't dare!"

At this time, a more intense noise than before came from the crowd of people watching, because Steward Zhao had already announced to them the exemption of miscellaneous taxes.

When they heard that there would be no miscellaneous taxes, they couldn't believe it at first, but then they were ecstatic. After all, the county magistrate has been suspended, what else is impossible?

When complex emotions were intertwined, an unprecedented wave of enthusiastic voices erupted from the crowd.However, there were also people who maintained a relatively sober sense and boldly asked the old housekeeper about Feng Qing'an's identity.

"Elder, who is your young master?"

"My son's elder brother is Zhou Mu!"

The old housekeeper directly moved out Feng Qingan's elder brother, state shepherd, to the common people, it is an extremely unfamiliar official position. Some people who heard it were all at a loss, but after all, there are still people who know, who don't know what the word state animal husbandry means After something, the joyful atmosphere of the crowd suddenly became more enthusiastic.

"My lord, I'll go and bring over my accountant first!"

"Well, let's go!"

Feng Qing'an rode his horse and led Heishan and Bai Yao into the county government office. It was impossible for him to beat the county magistrate, and let go after venting his anger. He had to solve the problem before leaving.

sunset west hills, twilight falls

"My lord, there is someone outside who claims to be the night watchman, and wants to see you!"

In the backyard of the county office, Feng Qing'an, who was reading the county chronicles, looked at Butler Zhao who walked in with a bow. After hearing the report, a smile appeared on his face, as expected.

"Let him in!"

"Yes!"

Not long after, the old housekeeper led a man in black with a bronze mask into the backyard of the county government office. With an obscure and almost non-existent aura, Feng Qing'an couldn't help but look at him seriously, and nodded immediately.

"Night Patrol Officer, Malu, I've seen the Second Young Master!"

"Malu? Is this your name? Who gave it to you?"

Malu is a kind of damp-loving millipede, but judging from his background, the name is quite appropriate.

"This is the alias of the subordinate!"

The man in black with a bronze face replied respectfully.

"So, what exactly do you night patrol officers do?"

Feng Qing'an stared at the man in black in front of him. If he wasn't right in front of him, he would be easily overlooked. His aura is completely opposite to his attire, and he almost blends with everything around him, with a very low sense of presence. .

"Reporting to Second Young Master, the Night Patrol Division was set up by Emperor Taizu's order, and has the power to supervise all officials!"

"Then what happened to Pingwu County Magistrate? Is this how you supervise?"

The smile on Feng Qing'an's face subsided, and the majesty and oppression displayed at this moment made the man in black, who was already slightly bowed, lower his figure a bit.

"We only have the authority to supervise, and we have already reported the matter to the magistrate of Pingwu County!"

The man in black said calmly that they had already fulfilled their duties, so the young man was really reasonable and shouldn't be blamed on him.

"It was reported, but no one has dealt with it. Therefore, officials like the Pingwu county magistrate are everywhere in Dajin? Or is there someone in charge of this county magistrate, so no one can touch him? Huh?"

"Officials like Pingwu county magistrate who raise taxes privately can be found all over the Jin Dynasty, but few are as excessive as him, but there are also more excessive than him!"

"Is there anything more? Where is the person?"

Feng Qing'an narrowed his eyes, he couldn't bear to watch what the county magistrate of Pingwu did, and now he still let the pig hang at the gate of the county government office, and was beaten all the time, of course, other helpers were also indispensable officials.

"It's already been cut!"

"Ok?"

"He aroused public anger, caused local people to riot, and attacked the county government..."

"Okay, what happened after the people of that county attacked the county government?"

Feng Qing'an interrupted him, now he only cares about the group of people who attacked the county government.

"...Exile to the frontier!"

The man in black was silent for a while, then spoke slowly.

"Ah!"

Feng Qing'an laughed, not very surprised, then he asked,

"So, why did you visit me late at night?"

"I see that the young master wants to kill this county magistrate?"

"That's right. Tomorrow, I will publicly question the magistrate of Ningwu County!"

The young man told his plan calmly, and then quietly looked into the eyes under the bronze mask. He has decided to kill the county magistrate, so there is no need to keep it.

"You want to intercede for him?"

"Young Master wants to kill this county magistrate, please accept this order!"

While speaking, the man in black took out a token made of gold from his arms, and handed it to Feng Qing'an respectfully.

"what is this?"

Feng Qing'an looked down at the token, and the word "inspector" on it was the most clear.

"This is the inspection token of our Night Patrol Division. With this token, you have the right to kill criminals everywhere!"

The man in black explained respectfully.

"It means that with this token, I can kill officials from all over the Jin Dynasty who I dislike."

Only then did Feng Qing'an reach out to take the token, with a playful look on his face, he played with the token casually, and there was a ferocious beast in the shape of a liger carved on the back of it.

"Of course it won't work. You have to kill him first, and you have to have a proper reason. For example, the county magistrate of Pingwu, who increases taxes privately, is a capital crime. You just have to behead him. As long as you write a memorial and submit it, you will be fine." Already!"

Hearing Feng Qing'an's seemingly ordinary tone, the man in black couldn't help but see a few drops of cold sweat from under his bronze mask.

It's okay for young people to be high-spirited and jealous, but when they really have the power to crush all the things that don't look good, it's even more terrifying.

"Write a memorial? I don't know how to do this, what should I do?"

As soon as Feng Qing'an heard that he wanted to write a memorial, he turned the token in his hand upside down and made a gesture of throwing it out.

"Young master, you can just execute it, and the lower officials can write it for you."

"Can you write for me? That's fine, remember to show me after you finish writing!"

"Yes!"

"By the way, you don't have to dawdle anymore, start writing now, come on, get him a pen and paper!"

"..."

Looking at the Second Young Master Feng who didn't give him a chance to refuse at all, the man in black was silent, but seeing the pen and ink that had been delivered to him, he could only let out a helpless sigh and began to write for the Second Young Master.

"Cut first and then play, ha!"

Seeing the man in black who honestly began to write a memorial for him, Feng Qing'an weighed the gold medal in his hand, but wanted to laugh in his heart, the development of this matter was exactly as he expected.

Maybe it's because he already has the value to be attracted by Da Jin, or it's because his elder brother has a decisive influence.

So when he wanted to kill a county magistrate who raised taxes privately, no one pleaded for him, not even the backstage that existed behind the county magistrate of Zhuyi.

It's just that someone sent him the identity that can reasonably execute the county magistrate on the spot, so that he changed from a white man who provoked the law of the dynasty to an inspector who maintained the law and order of the dynasty.

"You gave me the knife yourself. If I don't use it, I'd be too sorry for you!"

next day
On the high platform of the execution ground built overnight in Linwu County, Feng Qing'an, dressed in white, sat upright on it, spoke loudly, and took advantage of the opportunity to reveal the new identity he acquired last night,

"My son is the inspector of the Night Patrol Division. He has the power to supervise all officials. If you see corrupt officials and corrupt officials along the way, you can do it cheaply. Kill first and then report!"

As soon as the people heard about Feng Qing'an's identity, they immediately became lively, but soon calmed down. After all, his elder brother is the state shepherd, so it's not surprising that the younger brother can be killed first and then played later.

"Today's investigation, the magistrate of Ningwu County has increased taxes privately, causing complaints from the people, and the people are struggling to live... From now on, he will be deprived of his official position and demoted to nothing. Because of his heinous crimes, not killing is not enough to cause the people's anger. He should be executed Ling Chi!"

Feng Qing'an didn't waste time on the review, he had already visited, and after revealing a series of crimes, he announced the result. When the sentence came out, the people around the execution ground suddenly cheered, as if it was New Year's Eve.

"My lord, spare me! I have been wronged! My lord!"

After being beaten with a barbed iron whip all night, the bloody fat county magistrate, after hearing the result of his punishment, his mental will completely collapsed and he couldn't take it anymore.

The remaining rationality let him know that such yelling is of no help at all, and people simply ignore him, but such a miserable death is far from acceptable to him.

He knew that this young man had an extremely strange method in his hands. Even a person like him who was not diligent and could not distinguish five grains could still make people whip him for a whole night without dying. He feels all the pain.

It must have been the same when he was enjoying the punishment of Ling Chi. If he hadn't cut all the flesh from his body alive, he probably wouldn't have died, but even thinking about the pain made him tremble all over.

But he has no way out, this son will not let him go, and the filial people behind him don't seem to have any plans to save him.

In this case, there is nothing to say. If you accept filial piety, but you are unwilling to stand up for him at the critical moment, don't blame him for being unkind, let's go to hell with him!
"My lord, I want to report the young Yin of the Nanshao Mansion. Since I became the magistrate of Pingwu County, I have sent him 10 taels of silver and 5000 taels of gold..."

"Shut up!"

Seeing the magistrate of Pingwu County, who was about to die on the execution ground, bit out a big man in the prefecture, the surrounding people were in an uproar. The knife was inserted straight into his throat, and it was obviously intended to be placed here.

"When Lao Tzu doesn't exist?"

The flying knife was still in the air, and the palm of the true qi tempered by the evil spirit appeared, smashing it into pieces, and the next moment, the martial artist who followed Feng Qing'an appeared in the air with a grin on his face. In front of the throwing knife thrower.

However, before grasping his neck, Wufu found that this person had lost his breath, black blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and he was already a corpse.

However, there was no anger on the warrior's face, because he saw a ghost with a faint sandalwood fragrance coming to him, threw out the iron lock, and hooked the panicked soul out of the corpse. come out.

"I will interrogate everything he knows!"

"It's work!"

(End of this chapter)