I am a fairy

Chapter 144 The Scenes Under the Drone ( words plus more, please vote)
On the screen, images began to play.

Yun Zhongjun received the notification from Wangshu and began to investigate the whole incident through Tianyan.

Recently, Wangshu built several community temples in Jinzhou. The bionic bird-shaped drones collected information everywhere and naturally took a lot of pictures.

Wangshu: "It's actually not a big deal. If someone has committed a heinous crime, they should go to hell. Just beat them up. Why do you have to watch the whole process?"

Jiang Chao: "How can you know the details without looking? It's not a good idea to make a decision without making a judgment."

Wangshu: "Mr. Yunzhong, you now don't have the same tone as you did before."

Jiang Chao: "What style?"

Wangshu: "Whoever I tell to go to hell will go to hell."

The fairy under the moon passed by gracefully, uttering ethereal sounds of praise.

"At that time, Yun Zhongjun was so high and mighty."

Jiang Chao: "I said I could, but I didn't say I had to do it."

The voice just fell.

The image on the screen gradually faded, revealing the scene of Ximen County in Jinzhou.

This is not a live broadcast, but a previously recorded scene.

Under the city wall of Chenghan County.

A large number of disaster victims filled every corner, and when the time came, everyone quickly stood up and crowded in front of the relief porridge stall.

"It's porridge distribution."

"It's porridge distribution."

"Hurry up, everyone, get up."

just.

The hungry victims took one look at the porridge and immediately became excited, shouting one after another.

"Why is this porridge so watery?"

"Is this still porridge? How is it different from water?"

"What good will it do if I eat this? Won't it make me starve to death?"

The first few days were fine and the porridge was thick, but the next few days the porridge became thinner and thinner, and now it is almost like water.

Someone knocked over the bowl and refused to receive the porridge.

"Where's the food?"

"Yes, where is the food?"

"I clearly saw the food being transported in. There was so much of it piled up by the river before. How come it's all gone in just a few days?"

"And didn't they say that every household could take food home? It's been so many days, why hasn't anyone mentioned taking food home?"

The people distributing porridge could not resist the excited crowd of victims who surrounded them. At this moment, the soldier with a knife in his waist who was sitting behind the porridge stall stood up and viciously pushed away the leading victims.

"Food is scarce lately, so this is all we have."

"Even if we have plenty of food, we can't afford to eat plain rice every day!"

"Besides, the grain is to be distributed to other states and counties. Do you think it's just for your family?"

"It's good enough to have porridge, but you're still picky."

"You are a bunch of unruly people. I am lucky that I didn't let you starve to death by giving you this meal. You are begging for food and still complain that the food is rotten. I will let you starve to death."

Amid the commotion, people in the city noticed that there was a commotion here, and immediately saw groups of soldiers rushing towards this side.

The leading county soldier was burly and strong. He pulled out a ring-handled knife and pointed at the unarmed victims, roaring.

"What?"

"What?"

"Rebellion!"

"Whoever is leading, stand up."

"This is rebellion. You dare to cause chaos in broad daylight. Aren't you afraid of implicated your entire clan?"

As soon as the cold sword was drawn out, the hat of rebellion was put on.

Seeing this, the victims who had been causing trouble became frightened one by one. In the end, they sighed and could only line up to get the porridge that was as bland as water.

There was no difference between drinking the porridge and not drinking it. After everyone finished the porridge, they walked away listlessly and squatted on the side of the road.

Everyone's eyes turned black and they didn't know what to do next.

And this time.

As the porridge was gradually distributed, a minor official came out and stood in front of the porridge stall to tell everyone.

"Today is the last day."

"Starting tomorrow, the county will no longer provide free porridge."

"The water has receded a little. It may be completely gone in two days. Everyone, go back to your homes. Don't stay here."

Everyone was in an uproar now, and the victims stepped forward angrily to question the clerk.

"Aren't we going to starve to death?"

"Our homes have been flooded, and the rice seedlings in the fields have all been destroyed. There will be no harvest this year. How can we survive?"

"You said you would provide relief, but after just a few days, you're not distributing porridge anymore?"

"Didn't you say you would give us food? Why aren't you giving us food?"

The clerk frowned and looked around.

Then they saw the county soldiers coming up with swords in hand and asking the victims to calm down. Then the clerk smiled and said as if he had no other choice.

"We can't help it. There is no more food in the county. If you keep eating like this, the mountain will be empty."

"It's impossible for the county to support you forever. How can that be justified?"

The victims were furious, but at the same time they were afraid of the armed soldiers and servants, so they dared not speak out.

On the other hand, because the porridge was becoming increasingly thin, after a few days everyone was so hungry that they were staggering, and many people did not even have the energy to speak.

The victims just sat there in silence, watching the clerk chattering on and on. The scene was dead silent.

When the clerk saw that the time was right, he knew that it was almost done.

If we continue to push them, we will really force these people into a corner. All the words have been said, and it is time to reveal the real purpose.

"But the county is not leaving you no chance to make a living. If you don't have food, you can take your land and belongings from home and exchange them for food from the wealthy families!"

"At worst, if you have some strength and have children at home, you can go work for the rich families. At least you won't starve to death, right?"

"If you don't know how to exchange for food, you can tell me and I will show you a way."

The clerk was dressed in bright clothes, looked like a human being, spoke in an orderly and even kind manner.

However, the open mouth spewed saliva as he spoke, and the teeth were clearly flat and white, but upon closer inspection, it seemed as if there were fangs and sharp teeth protruding from the mouth, as if he was ready to bite anyone.

"Don't worry, we are all from the same village, and I can't bear to see you suffer."

"We are all made of flesh and blood. We have consciences. I know many of you. We are all fellow countrymen. How can we watch you starve to death?"

"..."

Off screen.

Jiang Chao and Wang Shu looked at the petty official and the county soldiers, one pretending to be a bad guy, the other pretending to be a good guy.

One was holding a big knife and a stick, and the other was waving a poisoned sweet date.

This method was used skillfully on the disaster victim, as if it had been practiced thousands of times.

Jiang Chao watched the clerk's acting skills and realized that although these people looked ferocious, they were actually afraid.

They did not dare to make a big fuss, let alone force the victims into desperate situations. They even did not dare to report the matter to the higher-ups and let them know.

These people just want to take advantage of the disaster, seize the land of these people, or make a fortune.

It's just that they know the victims' minds well and know that they won't resist until the very end. So as long as they handle it well, things won't get out of hand.

By the time.

The disaster was relieved and the matter was settled.

The land was taken and the wealth was collected.

From above we can see that the disaster has subsided and everything is fine.

The best of both worlds.

Isn't it beautiful?

Wangshu: "It seems like everyone won. The victims got food, the local gentry made money, and the government successfully quelled the disaster. So who lost?"

Jiang Chao: "What do you think?"

Wangshu thought about it, and then said, "Maybe neither of us lost, but we won?"

The scene changes.

In the barn, grain was piled up like a mountain.

A wealthy man dressed in bright clothes and wearing a crown and hat stood on the warehouse, looking at the victims below lining up to exchange bags of food from his servants.

Using their own land and their own children.

During the process, a few grains of broken rice fell to the ground. The old farmer immediately lay on the ground and picked them up carefully, not daring to miss any.

"The money and goods are settled. Take your food and your land will be mine."

"This is my little girl. She can work and cook. Can you give her a chance to live?"

"He is so skinny that he needs to be fed before he can work. He gets a bushel of millet."

"Only one bucket?"

"Do you want it or not? Don't lose it. Do you think I want it? I'm just being kind and don't want you to starve to death."

The old farmer received the food, but the servant held him back and said with his eyes wide open.

"I saved your life, but you can't even say a word of gratitude?"

"Did our Uncle Zhang's kindness go to the dog?"

"what?"

The old farmer knelt on the ground, kowtowed while holding the bag of grain, and shouted to the warehouse.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for saving my life."

Look, he has to thank us!
Jiang Chao watched and stopped talking.

At this time, Jiang Chao saw a shadow flash among the crowd.

Jiang Chao raised his hand: "Look, isn't this the monk?"

Wangshu looked over and said, "Oh, you are the Buddha."

Jiang Chao: "What is this monk going to do?"

Wangshu: "You will know after reading it."

Jiang Chao: "You seem to be very concerned about this monk."

Wangshu: "Of course, he really likes the hell I designed. He is a die-hard fan of hell."

"When he learned about the existence of the Iron Sand Hell and the Black Asphalt Hell, he was so moved that he cried."

"Well, you must like the hell I designed."

"If he dies, I can design a hell just for him later."

Jiang Chao: "I don't think this monk meant that."
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not far away.

The monk quietly watched the people in the disaster area selling their fields and land, and selling their children. He was the monk Kong Hui.

The monk picking flowers keenly sensed something outside Yangcheng, and then went down along the Huajiang River and came to several counties in Ximen County and Jinshan County that were affected by the disaster.

In fact, the monk was used to this kind of thing.

Even more tragic and ugly things are not new to the monk, and he has truly witnessed the scene of the Avici Hell.

This time the monk hurried here not to get rid of the corrupt officials, nor to save the people of this county. He wanted to take advantage of this incident.

To accomplish something big, he must promote his ideas in front of everyone.

He wants to change the world from here.

The monk turned and left, but said.

"The underworld has reopened."

"Now, it is time to let the world know that in this underworld order of life and death, good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished."

What the monk wants is not just the order of life and death and the retribution for good and evil that he preaches verbally, but real and thorough proof that there really is such a set of laws operating in this world.
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Wen Shenyou has been extremely busy lately, running around the counties and prefectures of Jinzhou, providing relief to disaster victims, protecting river embankments, raising money and grain, and coordinating between superiors and subordinates. Every task is very time-consuming and laborious.

Wen Shenyou was very busy and lost a lot of weight.

Seeing the situation getting better day by day, the situation gradually stabilized. Except for the two places that broke at the beginning, the other parts of the river embankment were still relatively stable despite experiencing some turbulence. Wen Shenyou could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Riding a horse on the road, Wen Shenyou raised the whip.

"I must take a good rest when I return this time."

But, before I could say, "I've been busy for so long, can't I just enjoy myself?"

At this moment, a horse came from afar, and the man on the horse dismounted, knelt on the side of the road and shouted.

"Not good, Sima."

"Ximen County, Chenghan County, has rebelled."

Wen Shenyou was immediately startled and his eyes widened.

He immediately pulled the reins: "What, Chenghan rebelled, what about other counties?"

Visitor: "I don't know, but after hearing about it, I am eager to try."

Wen Shenyou asked again: "Tell me quickly, what is the situation, why do you want to rebel?"

The visitor said, "The magistrate of Chenghan County colluded with the higher and lower officials and embezzled the grain that should have been used to provide relief to the victims. He then used the relief grain to buy out the victims' land, thus arousing the resentment of the victims."

"The disaster victims from more than a dozen townships in Chenghan County suddenly rose up overnight and killed several local powerful families. Then they took advantage of the county's unpreparedness and broke into the city. Now they have taken over Chenghan County."

After hearing this, Wen Shenyou was furious.

"These bastards dare to take any money."

“That’s my family’s money.”

"My family's grain. My family had to borrow the favor of the witch and transport the grain from Yinzhou with great difficulty."

"It's fine if they were greedy, but they also used the relief grain to buy the people's land. I think these bastards are really rebelling against the heaven."

After Wen Shenyou finished his rage, he felt something was not right: "A group of disaster victims, do they have such ability?"

"Most of the local tyrants have many servants and slaves, and weapons are hidden in their houses. How can a group of unarmed disaster victims take them down overnight?"

The other party said: "I heard that it was led by a local Li clan. The Li clan was severely affected by the disaster. Several other local clans planned to take advantage of the opportunity to divide up the Li family and even killed the head of the Li family."

"So, the Li clan gathered a group of people, instigated the oppressed victims, and suddenly started an uprising, killing several other powerful families, and later attacked the county town."

Wen Shenyou added: "The county town has been breached, where are the county officials?"

The other party said: "At present, everything is peaceful. The victims who broke into the city have captured them and said they want to see the governor and the governor."

After hearing this, Wen Shenyou whipped the person who came.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"What's wrong?"

"It's just a dispute. Where did so many anti-civilian people come from in Jinzhou?"

Afterwards, I felt relieved.

"It's good that they didn't kill the officials. If they didn't kill the officials, there's still room for improvement."

Wen Shenyou was also panicked after hearing this. The meaning of killing officials and not killing officials is completely different. Killing officials would mean a real rebellion, and Wen Shenyou would not be able to suppress it at that time.

According to the imperial court's decree, troops must be dispatched to suppress the rebellion. Those who kill officials and cause chaos will be put to death, and even their families will be implicated. Who knows what will happen at that time?

Moreover, Jinzhou is an important place. Once any trouble occurs here, who knows whether the Northern Dynasty will take advantage of the situation.

People were already in a panic because of the disaster, and now this kind of thing happened again. Wen Shenyou no longer wanted to take a rest.

"Go, hurry to Chenghan County."

Wen Shenyou rushed to Chenghan County overnight and mobilized a battalion of soldiers nearby. The number of soldiers was not large, only a few hundred, but it was enough to deter the disaster victims in the county.

When he arrived, the gates of the entire Chenghan County were closed.

Wen Shenyou immediately sent someone to announce that the envoys from the Prince of Lucheng and the General Zhengbei had arrived, and asked the people in the city to send someone out to speak.

Just as Wen Shenyou was waiting anxiously, he saw a familiar person being hung down from the city wall and then walked up to him.

Wen Shenyou looked at the big monk in amazement.

"Master, the Flower-picking Monk?"

"Why are you here?"

The monk holding the flower said: "I have been waiting for Sima for a long time."

Wen Shenyou looked at the monk suspiciously and made some guesses in his mind.

"Could it be that this monk is causing trouble?"

However, the first words the monk said were.

"Sima Wen, I think Sima is going to hell soon, so I came here to save him."

Wen Shenyou was shocked: "What?"

The monk said, "Sima Wen has heard that the reincarnation of the underworld has begun, and people with merits have gone to the wormwood."

Wen Shenyou nodded: "Of course I have heard of it. The Tiangong tribe members and a group of river workers jumped into the river to block the breach, saving countless lives and bringing great merit to the underworld. Now everyone in Jinzhou knows about it."

Then, he bowed his hands to the sky.

"The power and spirit of the Lord of the Clouds is as high as the sky, and the virtue of the Divine Witch is as deep as the sea."

The monk said, "Sima Wen should also know that since some people have gone to the underworld, there must be others who have gone to the netherworld."

Wen Shenyou: "What do you mean?"

The monk said, "The people in the city asked me to tell Sima the conditions, which are to kill all the corrupt officials in the city and then distribute relief grain."

"Only if Sima Wen agrees to publicly execute those corrupt officials outside the city and watch them being thrown into hell to receive their retribution, will they be willing to open the city gates."

Wen Shenyou: "Such corrupt officials must be punished, but it would be difficult to kill them now."

"Although he is only a county magistrate, he is an official appointed by the imperial court. How can he be killed so easily without the imperial court's order?"

"To kill them, we must have the imperial decree."

"Even whether to kill or not is not up to me."

Wen Shenyou saw a lot during his visit to Jinzhou for disaster relief and emergency repairs.

During this period, there were many cases of covert intrigues and veiled actions between the officials and powerful people in Jinzhou.

These people will not give up their own interests just because of Wen Shenyou's identity.

For them, if they earn less, they will lose money, and they will have to tear off the hind legs of any ant passing by.

Moreover, the fact that Wen Shenyou’s status was able to make such a progress during the disaster relief and river embankment repair was a result of his influence. If it were someone else, these local powerful officials would probably not give him the slightest bit of face.

You are an outsider, and you want to come to our Jinzhou to provide disaster relief and food distribution.

Has it been approved?

Who allowed you to distribute food?

The monk said, "The Prince of Lucheng is the envoy in charge of the two states. He can mobilize troops from Jinzhou and Yinzhou. He also has the power and responsibility to monitor illegal activities in the two states. He can bring these corrupt officials to justice without reporting to the court."

"Sima Wen should have brought the scepter with him this time!"

Wen Shenyou: "This, indeed was brought."

Having said that, how can this thing be used easily unless it is a critical moment?

Wen Shenyou looked around and said, "However, how can this be done to send people to hell?"

Monk: "For this Jinzhou event, the gods of heaven and earth, the gods of the community temples, and the dragons of the river all came here in compliance with the order of Lord Yunzhong. Although the grain was provided by Yinzhou, it was brought by the dragons."

"These people don't know how to live or die. They even dare to touch the food. It can be said that they have committed serious sins. It is inevitable that they will be sent to hell."

"As long as Sima executes these people in public, I can perform a ritual to prove to everyone that these people have been sent to hell."

After saying this, the monk continued.

"Now, Yunzhongjun is watching over the world from heaven, and the witch is watching over you from Yinzhou."

"If these people don't get their retribution, Sima Wen, who do you think will be punished for their sins?"

Wen Shenyou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood something.

"You mean, it fell on my head?"

The monk said, "Aren't you, Sima, the one in charge of this matter?"

Wen Shenyou became anxious. These guys were pretending to obey his orders but secretly trying to trip him up. Most of the money and grain he had transferred from Yinzhou were plundered by these people at various levels, and he didn't know how much was lost in the end.

They made money.

In the end, they have to share their sins themselves?

At this moment, he had spent all his money and food, and had lost a lot of weight from running.

On the contrary, he should go to hell.

The monk immediately struck while the iron was hot and said, "Sima, you can be married into a royal family in this life. You must have accumulated great merits in your previous life. I'm afraid it will take ten or a hundred lifetimes to get this reward."

"Don't lose everything in one day, it will be too late to regret then."

Wen Shenyou asked anxiously, "Why should I be held responsible for the sins committed by these people?"

"In the end, they didn't go to hell, but they want me to go to hell?"

Afterwards, Wen Shenyou's tone softened.

"These people are all local tyrants, and they are closely connected to each other. It can be said that most of Jinzhou is in their hands."

"If I use the staff to kill all these people at once, I'm afraid it will alarm others and make them think that my grandfather is going to attack them."

"By then, I'm afraid it won't just be Chenghan County that's in turmoil. If other places start rioting as well, what will happen?"

The monk laughed and said, "Who dares to cause trouble?"

Wen Shenyou: "Master the Flower-picking Monk!"

"Don't underestimate these people. Although my grandfather has some power in Jin and Yin states, they will not sit still and wait for death if they think my grandfather wants to touch them."

The monk said, "Then please invite them to come and see what happens to corrupt officials after death and how they are sent to the underworld."

"Let them know that it's not you and the Prince of Lucheng who are going to touch them."

After the monk finished speaking, his eyes changed.

"It is God's will."

"It's the punishment from the ghosts and gods."

Having said this, the monk said again.

"When that happens, you, Sima Wen, will be the one carrying out the punishment on behalf of Heaven."

"As long as what you do is in accordance with the will of heaven, let alone punishing the officials of this county, even if you take down the corrupt officials of a county or even a state, how many people can turn the tables?"

After hearing this, Wen Shenyou was immediately moved.

As he came from a different background, he immediately realized that this was not just a matter of dealing with a few corrupt officials, but an opportunity to completely control Jinzhou.

"this?"

He still said, "I have to report to the governor."

The monk nodded and said, "I hope Sima Wen can do it as soon as possible. The people in the city are restless. If we delay, there will be changes."

The monk turned and left. Although the matter was not settled yet, he knew that it was done.

(End of this chapter)