Mortal Immortal Gourd

Yinshan County, north of Sanyang County, is now a wasteland, with fields full of weeds and no one to be seen for dozens of miles.

Only on a narrow path among the mountains, people come and go in an endless stream.

Most of these people are small traders, who transport some goods to Sanyang County for sale.

Or they buy specialties from Sanyang County, transport them to other places, and then sell them at a high price.

Ji Song, wearing an ordinary coarse cloth, walked among this group of caravan peddlers and chatted casually with a peddler on the same road.

"How much money can you make carrying this load of salt on the mountain road for more than 20 days and transporting it to Sanyang County?"

Ji Song looked at the man carrying salt, who had been sleeping in the open air and had worn out several pairs of straw sandals, and asked curiously.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you, as long as you have a way to buy salt, the price will at least double or triple when it is transported to Sanyang County."

"After selling the salt, you can buy a few iron pots from Sanyang County and sell them back, and you can make another fortune."

When the man spoke, his shoulder pole flashed, and his steps were steady, without any pause.

"Salt is so expensive, can it be sold?"

For ordinary people, salt is already a very expensive commodity. If the price doubles or doubles, it may not be easy to sell.

"Of course it can be sold. Don't underestimate it. Everyone in Sanyang County is rich. Everyone eats and drinks like the landlords. Everyone can afford salt."

The man carrying salt said this with a proud face.

"It's so exaggerated. Are there no tenants in Sanyang County?"

Although Ji Song has always heard that Sanyang County is very rich, he feels that this statement is too exaggerated.

It's not like he hasn't seen rich places before. At most, the government and landlords are rich.

It is impossible for tenants to be rich. It is a great blessing to have enough food and a pair of pants that do not show the buttocks.

Generally speaking, if a place is rich, it means that a large number of dignitaries are concentrated there. It is impossible for everyone to be rich.

If everyone is really rich, who will be tenants? Who will be slaves?

Ji Song has been with Emperor Longxing for many years, and he can be regarded as a man of some knowledge.

He knows very well that there is no wealth that falls from the sky. The wealth of the rich is obtained by enslaving the fruits of the labor of others.

"Hahaha... Of course there are tenants. In the whole Sanyang County, except Zhang Qingtian, everyone is his tenant."

The man carrying salt laughed and looked at Ji Song with the same look as a city person looking at an ignorant country bumpkin.

"This... All tenants? How is this possible?"

Ji Song still couldn't imagine what Sanyang County was like.

Zhang Ergou turned more than 2 million people into his tenants. It's crazy to think about it. If it were in other places, he would definitely be a huge corrupt official.

With curiosity, Ji Song followed this artificial path and finally entered the territory of Sanyang County.

As soon as he entered the territory of Sanyang County, he found something different.

The first feeling was that there were a lot of people, and people were coming and going everywhere.

These people all had rosy faces, and it was obvious that they had never been hungry.

Although the clothes of the passers-by were simple and patched, at least they could cover their bodies, and even the children had pants to wear.

Looking at this mental state and clothing, it was at least similar to that of a small landlord with more than 100 acres of land.

The villages seen along the way were all built with brick and tile houses, and thatched huts were rarely seen.

Finally, I saw a few large thatched houses. I walked closer to take a look. It turned out to be a pigpen with more than a dozen pigs grunting and eating pig food.

Ji Song went straight along the wide official road and finally saw Sanyang County.

He had just walked to the city gate when he saw a large group of people gathered in front of him, talking around an open space.

It is human nature to like to watch the excitement, so Ji Song naturally surrounded them curiously.

In the middle of the crowd, there were several ferocious yamen runners escorting a woman.

The woman had the late stage of Qi training. At this moment, she was tied up, kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair, and there was a faint trace of blood on her body.

The woman had fair skin and was probably about forty years old, which was the most attractive age for ripe fruits.

Ji Song squeezed in the crowd and saw this scene. He couldn't bear it in his heart, and suddenly he had the idea of ​​being a hero and saving a beautiful woman.

It seems that Sanyang County is praised to the sky, but it is nothing more than that. These yamen runners will also bully decent women.

However, he came to investigate secretly this time, and temporarily resisted the urge to rescue people.

"Hahaha..."

"You deserve it..."

Beside Ji Song, the other onlookers showed a gloating look, and there was no sympathy for them.

Alas, these people are like this. If the disaster does not fall on their heads, they like to watch other people's excitement and gloat over their misfortunes.

"Snap!"

In the middle of the open space, a yamen runner whipped the woman with a whip, leaving a bloody mark.

"Hu Ahua! Do you know your crime!"

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have embezzled the rent, and I shouldn't have raised the rent to the tenants privately..."

"I was originally an ordinary farm wife. That year, there was a severe drought and my family couldn't eat, so I was sold to the owner for a bucket of rice..."

As the woman told her story, Ji Song finally understood the general situation.

It turned out that this person was also from a poor family. She was bought by Zhang Ergou for a bucket of rice. After that, she followed the county magistrate and became successful and lived a good life.

But people's hearts are never satisfied. This Hu Ahua was responsible for collecting rent for a county. She secretly changed the rent to 40%.

The extra 20% of the rent went into her small warehouse, and then she refined the grain into marching pills and resold it to Qingzhou to make huge profits.

After announcing Hu Ahua's crime, the yamen runner cut off the head that still looked very beautiful with a knife.

Then the head was hung at the gate of the city.

Seeing this scene, Ji Song sighed. No wonder everyone said that Zhang Ergou had the skills to herd people.

But the method is here, who can learn it.

This Hu Ahua, at first glance, is Zhang Ergou's confidant.

It took a lot of resources to train an ordinary peasant woman to the late stage of Qi training.

Now, because she embezzled only 20% of the rent, she was beheaded for public display.

For other local officials, it is absolutely impossible to kill their confidants because of some unruly people.

At most, he will be fined three cups of wine, and it will not happen again.

Between the unruly people and the trusted subordinates, you can easily know which one is more important.

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