I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Wu Mingkong stared at him, and asked forcefully: "It seems that you know the inside story! Why didn't you tell me!"

Du Fangxiang lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong was almost certain that Dufang Township, as the county magistrate of Anhua, colluded with officials and gentry, and turned a blind eye to the phenomenon of land annexation!

There was a hint of coldness in her eyes, and she said coldly:

"Don't say it?"

"Come on! Drag Du Fang Township, Magistrate of Anhua County, down to thirty sticks! Hit me hard!"

The voice fell.

The trembling little beggars suddenly became anxious and cried:

"Don't hit Uncle Du!"

"Do not hit!"

Wu Mingkong was slightly taken aback, looking at those little beggars, his eyes revealed a puzzled expression.

"He is greedy for your food and clothing, why do you still defend him?"

The little boy who was a little more courageous before said loudly with a crying voice:

"After Uncle Du came, we have a place to live, a quilt to cover, and something to eat!"

"You are not allowed to hit him!"

The little girl on the side, crying, pointed at Wu Mingkong with her little hand full of frostbite.

"Bad guy! Go away!"

When Du Fangxiang heard this, his expression changed, he looked at the little girl, and scolded:

"shut up!"

Wu Mingkong stretched out his hand and stopped him.

Squatting in front of the little beggar, he asked:

"Do you know this Uncle Du...?"

The brave little boy wiped away his tears, looked at Du Fangxiang, then at Wu Mingkong, and said in a crying voice:

"Uncle Du came here last year. He let us live here, found us clothes and food... and later gave us bowls and taught us how to beg...he Tell us that if we get food, we will distribute it to younger brothers and sisters..."

The little boy said a lot in one breath.

Listening, Wu Mingkong frowned, got up slowly, looked at Du Fangxiang, and said calmly: "You taught them to beg?"

Du Fangxiang lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

Before Wu Mingkong could ask any questions, he explained:

"Except for a small number of these children who lost their families right after they were born, most of them were abandoned and more or less sick.

The ten taels of silver allocated by the imperial court every year may not even be enough for medicine, let alone clothing and food..."

Speaking of this, Du Fangxiang looked up at Wu Mingkong and continued:

"The tattered clothes on them are all collected by the lower officials from various places. The salary of the lower officials can only barely support the family, and occasionally give them some food, which is already earned by saving...

The lower officials want them to live, except to send some healthy people to rich families or inns and workshops, the only way is to let them beg..."

Wu Mingkong's eyes revealed a look of trance, and it took him a while to recover, and asked: "You are the county magistrate, the parents and officials of the same place, and you are so downcast?"

Du Fangxiang listened, laughed at himself, and said slowly:

"My lord doesn't know that the same magistrates have different incomes. Some magistrates can earn thousands or even thousands of taels a year.

And some magistrates, with a salary of 20 taels or [-] shi a year, can't even hire a teacher, so they can only teach after the value is paid..."

talking and talking.

He seemed to have thought of something, lifted his official robe to reveal the inner lining, and laughed at himself: "The clothes on the lower official are all mended by my wife, and I wear them again and again."

Wu Mingkong looked at his patched clothes and fell into a long silence.

I do not know how long it has been.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps in the yard.

The arrester went and came back quickly, holding the account books of the Anhua County Government in his hand.

"My lord, the ledger is here."

"Ah."

Du Fangxiang nodded, reached out to take the account book, turned to a certain page, and presented it with both hands.

"Lord, please see!"

Seeing this, Lin Wan'er stepped forward to take the account book and presented it to Wu Mingkong.

After Wu Mingkong reached out to take it, he looked it over carefully from top to bottom, and found nothing wrong.

She put down the ledger and took a deep breath, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness in her heart.

After a long while, I just calmed down, looked at Du Fangxiang, and asked:

"You haven't told me yet, who has annexed the official land that originally belonged to the Salesian Bureau?"

Hearing this question, Du Fangxiang lowered his head again, still not saying a word.

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong said in a deep voice: "I am so young and come from Chang'an. I think you can guess my identity. You boldly say that no matter who is annexing the land, I will support you!"

Du Fangxiang was still silent and said after a long time:

"The fields that can be merged in Anhua County have already been merged decades ago. It is meaningless for the lower officials to answer the question of your lord."

When Wu Mingkong heard this, anger appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly:

"Could it be possible to turn over the old eucalyptus?!"

Du Fangxiang lowered his head and remained silent.

Wu Mingkong opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

Fang Xiu, who was at the side, came over, patted her on the shoulder, and said softly, "Mr. Du is right, this question is meaningless."

Wu Mingkong was slightly startled, and raised his eyes to look at Fang Xiu, with a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.

After a while, she seemed to realize something, looked at Du Fangxiang again, and asked in a trembling voice:

"You mean... those fields are all Huangzhuang?"

The so-called Huangzhuang refers to the farmland directly operated by the royal family, which is generally managed by people sent by the palace, and the income obtained belongs to the emperor's internal funds.

In Dagan, since the establishment of Emperor Wuzong, there have been 21 Huangzhuang, almost all of which are around Chang'an Mansion, and there is one in Anhua County.

After all, they are working for the emperor. It is common for the people in charge of the village to rely on their power to annex fields and exploit farmers. Even if the local government knows about it, they dare not say anything.

When Du Fangxiang heard this question, he lowered his head and did not answer.

At this time, no answer is the best answer.

Wu Mingkong suddenly understood why he didn't dare to say who took over these fields.

Because the people who merged are her Wu Mingkong's ancestors!

"It turned out to be so..."

Wu Mingkong, who learned the truth, had a look of trance in his eyes, and a deep sense of powerlessness arose in his heart, and he was at a loss for a while.

She looked at the thin and vicissitudes of Du Fang Township in front of her, at the skinny little beggars around her, at Lin Wan'er, and at Fang Xiu.

Suddenly, I feel dizzy.

His eyes darkened, and he fell into Fang Xiu's arms.

Chapter 158 I promise you one request, any request!

"His Majesty......"

Fang Xiu hugged the little empress and called softly.

The little empress woke up leisurely, snuggled into his arms, her expression still a bit dazed.

Fang Xiu looked at her and said softly, "Your Majesty, don't think too much, just rest for a while."

aside.

When the policemen saw this, their expressions became a little weird. They lowered their heads and thought to themselves: Why are the actions of these two adults a little strange? They don't look like colleagues, but they look like they have broken sleeves...

Du Fangxiang, who knew the identities of the two, saw the little empress snuggling in Fang Xiu's arms, and his expression was even more exciting than that of a policeman.

After only one glance, he hurriedly lowered his head, admonishing himself, pretending he didn't see anything.

the other side.

A familiar voice came to my ears.

The little empress' eyes gradually became clear, she looked at Fang Xiu, and wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu sighed in his heart, looked at Du Fangxiang, and said:

"I will give you 1000 taels of silver to repair this orphanage, and then buy some food, clothing, and bedding and send it here. You should know how to do it."

Du Fangxiang hurriedly saluted: "Your official understands."

Fang Xiu nodded, without further words, looked at the little empress, leaned over to her ear, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, don't think about it too much. There are many things that cannot be resolved in a short time. Find a place to rest for a night. There are ministers here."

Wu Mingkong didn't know what he was thinking, he was silent for a long time, before he let out a "huh".

Seeing this, Fang Xiu stopped talking and gave the guard a wink.

The guard immediately understood, left the courtyard, and went to the inn.

An hour later.

Fang Xiu settled the little empress and returned to the Cigu Bureau.

Du Fangxiang, who had been waiting for a long time, saw Fang Xiu, hurriedly greeted him, and saluted:

"The next official pays homage to Prime Minister Fang!"

Fang Xiu looked at him, a little surprised, and asked, "Do you know the truth?"

Du Fangxiang smiled, and said: "I met Fang Xiang once at a banquet. The heroic appearance of Fang Xiang has always been remembered in my heart, and I will never forget it."

"..."

I always feel that this sounds a bit strange.

Fang Xiu looked him up and down, and suddenly found that his face was somewhat similar to Du Chen'an.

After recalling it for a moment, his face showed a sudden look, and said:

"I remember the truth, you are Du Chen'an's second son."

Hear the word "Du Chen'an".

Du Fangxiang thought of something, but his expression became a little complicated.

After a long while, Fang Cai said: "Master Fang misunderstood, the lower official has nothing to do with Du Butang."

Fang Xiu looked at him, and couldn't help thinking of that day in front of the six yamen...

Du Chen'an looked very high-spirited, and said triumphantly: "Children are born to be spanked!"

Not surprisingly, Du Fangxiang is the filial son of Du Chen'an who was beaten with a stick.

After all, to become the magistrate of Anhua County, one must be born in Juren.

Unfortunately......

Now that Du Fang Township has gained fame and fame, he left the Du Mansion, preferring to live a poor life, rather than recognize you as the father of a heavenly official.

"Ham, every family has scriptures that are hard to recite..."

Fang Xiu sighed in his heart, didn't say anything, just said: