The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 185 Jianming, talk to Suicun

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In the city of Nanshao Prefecture, the mist of dawn had not yet dissipated, and the brilliance of the rising sun had just appeared on the horizon, and the city gate of the government office, which symbolized the highest authority of Nanshao Prefecture, was blasted to pieces.

In the dazed and panic-stricken eyes of the government officials, they saw a nobleman in white leading two black and white wolves rushing in. The tiger wolf warrior of the fire.

"Where is your Shaoyin? Why isn't he in the government office?"

"Master Shaoyin lives in Yongle Square..."

Not long after, amidst the screams, they saw that in the government office, Master Shaoyin, who held a pivotal position, was dragged in from the outside, hung at the gate of the government office, beating flesh and blood with steel whips, and Master Shaoyin howling hoarsely In the sound, they understood the reason for the sudden disaster of this lord.

Taking advantage of power, corrupting the law, taking bribes from the county magistrates under their jurisdiction, providing asylum and promotion guarantees, because the amount demanded was so huge that the county magistrates showed off their taxes to the people under their jurisdiction, causing the people to live in poverty and complain.

After hearing the crimes committed by Lord Shaoyin, many of the onlookers did not show any indignation on their faces, but felt that Lord Shaoyin was a bit pitiful.

Because isn't that what these officials are like?Officials protect each other, superiors shield subordinates, and subordinates naturally do everything they can to ensure their official positions, to ensure that they can be evaluated as excellent in the official assessment, or to obtain opportunities for promotion.

Working in a government office, I see this kind of officials a lot, it's nothing unusual, but it's really pitiful to be hanged at the gate of the government office and beaten.

Of course, these yamen servants have such a perception because the taxes are basically not apportioned to them. Otherwise, they would probably be the same as the people surrounding the government yamen at the moment, and they would applaud.

"Who are you? You are so courageous, you actually rode a horse and committed murder in the government office, ignoring the laws of the Jin court!"

Seeing Feng Qing'an being so presumptuous in the government office, some officials rushed over to scold him, because Feng Qing'an made too much noise, and the city defense troops had already gathered here, and they came here in unison, wearing The strong and sharp soldiers gave them a lot of self-confidence.

"Fa Du? I am the court Fa Du!"

Feng Qing'an took out a gold medal, and threw it at the feet of Nanshao Fu Yin who was also shocked and had a livid face at the moment.

"Night Watchman! You are..."

Seeing the token thrown by Feng Qing'an, some officials immediately screamed and looked at Feng Qing'an with fear and disgust. The Night Watchman, who has the power to supervise all officials, naturally stood on the opposite side of the officials. , the two are like fire and water.

"Even if you are a member of the night patrol department, you have no right to treat Master Shaoyin like this, and you have to put him down quickly. What is your name? I will definitely read a book for you!"

Feng Qing'an's wanton and arrogant attitude also angered the government officials, and the city defense army that had already surrounded Huya gave them enough confidence.

"Join me? My son will not change his name when he is going, or his surname when he is sitting, Yongning, Feng Qing'an!"

When Feng Qing'an heard that someone wanted to write a memorial to himself, he immediately became interested, with a playful smile on his face, but he did not forget to remind,
"By the way, my elder brother is the governor of Gunzhou, Feng Qingping, and his style is Chengwen, you go and join me!"

After Feng Qing'an's words fell, the government office was suddenly silent, and the officials who threatened to participate in Feng Qing'an immediately stopped whispering, bowed their heads and counted the ants.

At the gate of the government office, the captain of the city defense, who was already preparing to lead his troops to rescue Shaoyin, immediately waved his hand, stayed where he was, and then looked at Feng Qing'an and the fighters around him, especially the two Empress Erlang, with a languid posture, exited the government office with gentle steps.

"Mr. Feng, if you have something to say, you can say it well. Why do you have to humiliate Lord Shaoyin like this?"

The highest official of the Nanzhao Mansion who didn't say a word, stared at Shao Yin for a while, and found that the old man had been whipped more than a dozen times, but he hadn't been beaten to death. asked slowly.

"Humiliation?"

When Feng Qing'an heard this, he laughed immediately, and a snow-white long sword appeared in his hand,

"What do you think I rushed to Nanshao Mansion overnight?"

"Young Master Feng!"

Seeing the sword in Feng Qing'an's hand, Fu Yin felt that something was wrong, and the other officials backed away in fright, because the soldiers outside not only did not rush in, but started to retreat, which made them lose their face. The courage of the disciples.

Zheng~
Qingshen unsheathed, the sword light flashed, and a ray of sword energy flew out. This was the sword energy that Feng Qing'an had slashed out with his own physique and the techniques he had mastered, without any external force.

It's not that a stronger sword energy cannot be cut, but it's unnecessary. After all, the target is just a bad old man who has been beaten half to death. If it wasn't for the blue official robe on his body, Feng Qing'an wouldn't even bother to look at him.

Pfft!

A handful of blood spewed out from the neck of Shaoyin who was howling in pain. After Feng Qing'an drew his sword, Sen Miao stopped holding him for the last breath, and his vitality was rapidly drained.

In the early morning before the sun rose, one of the most important people in the Nanshao Mansion was dragged out of the bed when his mind was not sober, and after a severe beating, his throat was sealed with a sword.

But this is not the end, but the beginning. At the moment when his breath of life ends, his life as a human is over, and what greets his dazed soul is the icy shackles.

There are already ghosts and gods waiting here. Before Ma stepped into the Nan Shaofu County Government, Feng Qing'an led the people to the Town God's Temple and said hello to the Yin Division.

Because he found that instead of letting Sen Miao consume demon power to maintain the vitality of these rat moths, and then punish them with human punishments, it is better to give them a simple way and let their souls fall into the hands of ghosts and gods. Compared with human punishments, Yin Division has too many tricks.

"You are so brave!"

Seeing Feng Qing'an, who was clean and neat, beheading Shao Yin with a single sword, Nan Shao Fu Yin angrily reprimanded him.

As the saying goes, a rabbit dies and a fox is sad, and things hurt its kind. Although he often fights openly and secretly with Shaoyin, fighting for power and profit, but this is all abiding by the rules, and he is extremely friendly on the surface, but this Shaoyin who is only half a level behind him is in today's situation. To be beheaded at the gate of the government office is simply absurd!
After ten years of hard study and twenty years of hard work, he got to where he is now, but he was cut off by a sword!
How ridiculous!

"Your ears are not good, or you have a problem with your head, and your memory is not good. I have read his criminal evidence just now, what? Do you want me to repeat it to you again?"

"Even if he is guilty, he should be dealt with by the court. How can he be humiliated by a child like you?"

Fu Yin's beard and hair were all stretched out, obviously agitated by Feng Qing'an's actions.

"Cut first and play later, the imperial power franchise, what? Disobedient?"

Feng Qing'an pointed to the gold medal that he threw to the ground.

"Imperial power? I don't see the slightest respect for imperial power and the imperial court in the eyes of a child like you!"

Fu Yin took a look at the smashed door of the yamen servants, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"Corrupt officials of the fish and meat people, big rats and moths, want to be respected? You deserve it too!"

"Shuzi is rude!"

"As the saying goes, there is a nest of snakes and rats, and Shaoyin has such virtues. How can you be better as a governor?"

Feng Qing'an said with a smile, Shao Yin asked for bribes and tossed Pingwu County under his jurisdiction like this, and the Fu Yin didn't know it at all?Isn't this nonsense?Can a corrupt official like this mix with a clean official who doesn't take a penny?
"Ru Zi'an dares to spout blood!"

"Forget it, I'm in a hurry, I don't have much time to spend on you moths, just ask!"

Feng Qing'an looked at the tall figure standing respectfully at the side. Behind this figure, there were Yasha and ghost messengers accompanying him to serve. The figure was struggling constantly, it was Shaoyin just now.

"How many years has this governor been in office?"

"Six years!"

"Is there anything wrong with corruption?"

"Of course there is!"

With a sigh, don't look at the ghosts and gods everywhere in Dajin, but don't think about it. These virtuous ghosts and gods have been slowly accumulated over the years. Even so, there are still vacant Town God's Temples in some counties, and there are no ghosts and gods in charge!

"Who are you talking to?"

Seeing Feng Qing'an facing no one, seeming to be communicating and questioning with some invisible existence, Fu Yin suddenly showed surprise. He knew the existence of ghosts and gods, but his communication with ghosts and gods was only in a dream , very rarely.

"Who else is there? There are gods standing three feet above your head, and ghosts and gods will naturally see what you have done."

Feng Qing'an took a look at them, and the government officials who were already afraid were completely panicked at this moment.

Normally speaking, yin and yang are separated, even if they are seen by ghosts and gods, they will not have any impact on them, because ghosts and gods do not have the ability to sanction human officials, and they cannot even give up.

However, now there is a lunatic who can invite ghosts and gods to question him, and even has the ability to punish officials like them. Just now, Shao Yin was beheaded, and everyone is at a loss at this moment.

"You are too presumptuous, how dare you disturb the order of yin and yang?"

"Are you finished? When you're done, go write your resignation letter. It's time for you to give up the seat under your butt!"

Feng Qing'an, who had already learned about the life of the governor from the ghosts and gods, said expressionlessly, and did not draw his sword to strike at him.

Because the governor has achievements worth boasting about, he has done a lot of things like building bridges and paving roads. He even built an orphanage out of his own mind to take in the old people who have no one to support and the babies who have been abandoned. This is beneficial people's affairs.

However, there are many problems with officials, as well as with him. Although he did not ask for bribes, he did collect a lot of bribes. In addition, when his subordinates took bribes, he turned a blind eye to them. As for the situation in Wu county, he didn't know the specifics either.

All he knew was that the county magistrate of Zhuyi, who had been imprisoned in the underworld, raised taxes privately, and most of the income was used to honor Shao Yin, but he ignored it.

In the opinion of this Fu Yin, it is normal for officials to be corrupt. Being an official is not free from corruption. It is impossible to ask his subordinates not to be corrupt. He only asks to do the things at hand well while being corrupt.

"You asked me to write the resignation letter?"

Fu Yin, whose hair had turned gray, was full of disbelief.

"You don't think you are a good official? The people under your rule have been forced to sell their sons and daughters by your officials. Do you still think you are a good official?"

"Selling children? It's impossible!"

Fu Yin retorted subconsciously.

"Nothing is impossible, Wu Qilang, take our Lord Fu Yin to Pingwu County to have a look, let this Lord bow his head and take a good look, what is the suffering of the people!"

"Yes!"

Wu Qilang walked out, regardless of the old man's resistance, he picked him up and rushed out of the county office.

"My lord, do you think about the matter of corrupt officials, after the matter of that Suicune is settled, you can come and see it?"

Seeing Fu Yin being forcibly carried to experience the sufferings of the people's livelihood, the extraordinarily cooperative ghosts and gods asked in a respectful, even humble manner.

"Lead me to see both sides of the Boliu River!"

"Yes!"

The ghosts and gods were ecstatic. In their view, this young master must have the ability to intimidate that Lord Bo Liu Jiang Shui.

They don't expect too much, they just hope that the Suicune can perform the duties of the Suicune as before, rain as usual, and resume production.

Under the guidance of ghosts and gods, Feng Qing'an and his party, who had already caused a huge commotion in the city, left the government office, and the moment they left, someone took over the government office with a token, and calmed down in a very short period of time. Put an end to the commotion and get everything back to normal.

"Here, it is hardly affected!"

On the bank of the Boliu River, Feng Qing'an saw the lush wheat fields, and the sight of the soft wind blowing the wheat fields with moisture was pleasing to the eye, but this also made Feng Qing'an frown.

"Yes, it's close to the river, so it's very convenient to divert water. It doesn't matter whether it rains or not, but the farther you are from the river, the more affected it is by the rain. Some counties are counting on the rain!"

The ghosts and gods introduced the situation to Feng Qing'an in detail.

"The rice fields by the river are hardly affected, but last year, the total grain output of Nanzhao Prefecture was reduced by nearly [-]%. Therefore, the grain output of some counties has been averaged. Compared with previous years, their output has actually been reduced by nearly half?"

Feng Qing'an's expression became serious. The situation in some places was more serious than he imagined. Their miserable situation was covered up by the seemingly insignificant total output.

The natural distribution of water vapor is never even, with some places so plentiful as to cause floods, and others so dry that not a single drop of liquid can be seen.

It is precisely because of the uneven distribution of water vapor that the existence of a responsible Suicune is extremely important.

"Yes, the grain production in some places has been reduced by almost half as you said, my son. This year's situation is even more serious!"

"In some places, there will be no food to grow!"

Feng Qing'an looked at the turbulent waves and abundant water flow of the Wave River. He remembered the dry wheat fields he saw in Pingwu County, and the people who met the nobles and impatiently pulled their children, stopped them in the road, and begged them to An old peasant woman who was bought by a nobleman.

Zheng~
The slight sound of the sword's cry rang in his ears, the wind was so calm and peaceful, and he stretched out his hand to make a move, and a simple long sword that he had hardly used appeared in his hand.

At first glance, this unpretentious long sword glowed with a faint red light, flickering on and off. On the dark red scabbard, there seemed to be a red dragon wrapped around it, emitting a clear dragon chant.

"Young master, you are..."

Seeing the sword in Feng Qing'an's hand, the ghosts and gods couldn't help but retreat a few feet, even so, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"It's nothing, don't worry, can you let Mr. Boliu Jiangshui come out? I want to talk to him!"

Feng Qing'an held the Sword of Punishing God and Slaying Dragon, with a gentle smile on his face. He had never been so sure that he could pull out this sword that cut off unevenness.

　The status is really bad today, I will update it normally tomorrow

　　
　
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