Dress to be a celebrity

"The trial of Wang's sons by the Song Lingzhi is to correct the less serious, rely on the law to establish authority, and indiscriminately impose heavy punishments, making people fearful of punishment and making repeated tricks...Since he took office, natural disasters have repeatedly fallen, floods have been torrential, It is a proof that God shows his cruelty and pity the misery of the remaining people!"

"...Let his son embezzle capital for private use, while the official storehouses are empty, and even the grain storage is completely gone. After the disaster, he was unable to help the victims. He only begged his superiors for relief."

"...Don't think about diligence in public affairs and repairing water conservancy, so that the water is unstoppable. Thinking about the predecessor Wang Gong in Japan, all kinds of industries are flourishing, and the people in the four places are happy and happy; it is only a few months since Song Gong took office. There are all sorts of evils, the people are tired of paying taxes and the scholars are tortured and humiliated, this is the responsibility of the county magistrate!"

Several talented scholars and scholars and the inspector censor, Mr. Huang, read the article newly sent by Wuping, which complained about the tyranny of Song Ling by the literati in the county. They sighed one by one, and asked Mr. Huang to go to Wuping County to punish the cruel officials as soon as possible.

Cruel officials do more harm to the people than corrupt officials!

Huang Xunyin also wanted to go to Wuping early to punish corrupt officials, but something happened to the court—the emperor refused to let the king of Zhou get married, and extorted money from the Ministry of Households for pleasure in the palace. How could he not be impeached as a censor?The local civil affairs have to be put on the back burner, this is a matter of the national plan, and their censors must use bullets to prevent it from their own duties!

Besides, the torrential rain was caused by a typhoon that landed along the coast, and the seaside suffered even more. Counties have petitioned for relief and the exemption of autumn grain.After Mr. Huang set off from the province, he also traveled all over the prefectures and counties from near to far, listened to the interviews of local officials, inspected the disaster situation, and asked His Majesty for the reduction or exemption of autumn taxes as appropriate.

Coming all the way like this, it is slower than the angel passing the edict.It wasn't until the Wang family was so crowded that the county prison couldn't hold it, and Wuping County could fill a box with articles complaining and insulting the county magistrate, Huang Xunzhen's car finally drove slowly to Tingzhou.

This time he passed through Fucheng without summoning the magistrate to meet him, and took a carriage directly to the north of Wuping County, which originally belonged to Zhuangzi of the Wang family.

Because he came to investigate the wanton crimes and bullying of the gentry in Wuping County, he didn't want to alarm the local government, so he changed into an ordinary carriage and casual clothes when he approached Wuping County, and parted ways with the squires who came to complain.He only brought a master and several servants with him, and the master dressed up as a tent, and the servants pretended to be family members, and piled up some gifts from the officials of various prefectures and counties on the car, just pretending to be a businessman, and inspected in disguise .

The country gentry still wanted to go with him, so that they could enjoy some fresh air on the way.But Huang Xun was afraid that they would be recognized by the locals, which would spoil his plan of investigation, so he refused vigorously, forcing them to part ways, and drove to the north of the city by himself in that car.

Everyone saw him walking away alone without many guards, and they were always a little uneasy.The guards who were also left behind smiled and comforted them: "Our Lord Huang is not an ordinary civil servant. He can ride a horse, hold a sword, and draw a bow. Otherwise, how could we send him to Fujian, a big province where pirates are infested? Yes. You Wuping really have strong men who dare to plunder, and the brothers who accompany you are also good at martial arts, so you will definitely be able to keep your lord from entering the city safely."

The second master of the Chen family who was accompanying him sighed: "But I don't know why, these days I have been on a whim, and I always feel that there is something wrong. The sooner I arrive in Wuping, the more disturbed I become."

Everyone said that he was thinking too much.

That Wuping county bullied the big family with such viciousness that he had offended all the gentry in the county; he also divorced the concubine Zhou's natal family, without a backer, and maybe they would become enemies for some reason, so how can there be troubles?

So comforting themselves, they walked slowly.Because the patrol car was conspicuous, it was not good to enter the city like this, so the convoy detoured to the west of the city and stopped quietly at the Lin family's estate.The third old man of the Lin family, who was leading the trip this time, arranged for someone to prepare a first-class room to entertain the servants, but he called the head of the village without caring about drinking water, and asked him if there was any news from the county.

What do these farmers know?

Zhuangtou hurriedly said: "The Wang family is still under trial, and there is no news. The younger one has already called his nephew to report to the city. I think the master will come to see him soon."

After hearing his words, everyone put their hearts in their stomachs.

They have been traveling for more than a month on this trip, worrying and frightening every day, and the hard work is really hard. After resting their minds, they hurriedly sent hot water to take a bath, changed into new clothes inside and out, and then gathered in Mrs. Lin's room to drink tea. say.

It took only a short while to settle down, when there were loud footsteps outside the door, and the son of the Third Master Lin rushed in, asking without manners: "Father, where is the Yushi? Call someone quickly!" Stop Mr. Yushi, you must not tell him to go directly to the complaint room to see Wang Qin and his son—"

Master Chen Er's heart skipped a beat, he stood up and asked, "What's wrong with the Wang family? Could it be that Mr. Tixue's edict has been handed over, and his family's father and son's fame have been stripped?"

It’s not depriving fame, but it’s closer to death than depriving fame: “Someone from Luqi sang the story of the white-haired fairy outside the complaint room, and he sang it for several days! It’s just that someone from the Wang family was forced to jump into the river. The story of a girl pretending to be a fairy girl to take revenge! That song is really infuriating, and the common people are outraged outside the complaint room every day, wishing they could tear down the courtyard wall and kill the Wang family!"

However, most of the people living in the complaint room are suing Wang's family, and some of them are suing other families, all of whom are not honest Anshun people.They sent their family members to chase away the Luqi people, but they were beaten on the spot by the thugs.

Drive them back!

All the money they have fed these years has been for nothing, and those yamen servants are not in a hurry to curry favor with their families who have fed them for so many years, and they all pretend to be the masters of the people!

When some masters and old masters heard about it, their chests would burst with anger.But they were pampered at home, and these days they followed the inspectors and received preferential treatment from government, state, and county officials.Third Master Lin drank two more sips of cool tea to calm himself down, raised his eyes to look at his son, suppressed the urgency in his voice, and said, "Your Excellency is in the north of the city, and is heading to the original village of the Wang family. You should intercept it carefully and keep an eye on the road." , don’t let adults see something strange.”

Pick up Mr. Huang, bypass the complaint room, and go directly to our Wang, Chen, Xu, and Lin's places, and we must not let these mobs run into your lord!

Everyone was discussing in the courtyard to take a detour from the city to block him, but they didn't expect that the guards brought by Huang Yushi were all elites seconded by the Second Envoy of Buyin. servants.There was no strict arrangement in Zhuangzi, the leader of the team led his masters to sneak behind the house to eavesdrop, when he bumped into Mrs. Lin and asked them to intercept your lord.

Everyone exchanged glances, and immediately made an arrangement - don't let this group of people who don't know their origins intercept the adults!

These servants are here as guards of honor, they are not enough to fight against such a big family, so they have to borrow foreign soldiers.The county magistrate of Wuping is still under investigation, so he can't inform them of the visit of the inspector, so as not to spoil the arrangement of the adults.Fortunately, 25 miles southwest of the city, there is the city of Qianhusuo. They have a post from the adults in their hands. They will assign a few people later, one group will go to the north of the city to inform the adults, and the other group will go to the Qianhusuo to ask them to send troops to protect them.

They made a quick plan, turned around and left alone, went back to the yard where they were resting, called their companions to fetch the rescuers, and the rest of them smashed open the window sash in an instant, took out the simple knives in their waists, and set them on those who had been respected and served by them before. Gentleman's neck.

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When the guards were arresting "rebels" at the Lin family in the west of the city, Huang Yushi listened to a special Zhugong tune beside a paddy field and dirt road that originally belonged to the Wang family and was now cleared out as official land.

It was not sung by a famous courtesan, but an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, who sang by himself with a bamboo board in hand, accompanied by an old man playing the flute.A group of villagers surrounded them, dragging hoes and rakes, with half-wet soil in their hands, but they abandoned their lives and listened to the music regardless of gender, sometimes shouting loudly, sometimes crying bitterly, Sometimes scolding, listening like crazy.

Huang Yushi is a famous gentleman, and seeing that although the singer was from the village, the palace tunes he chose and the sound of the companion's flute were not vulgar, and many people applauded him, so he couldn't help calling the driver to go a few steps over there. what he sang.The closer you get, the brighter your voice is, you can make out a few words, and you can feel the fanaticism of the villagers.

He thought the axle was noisy, so he simply jumped out of the car and strode toward the crowd.The accompanying Master Tian and the servants followed closely behind, carrying the corners of their clothes and running in small steps, looking for a place where there were few people and the singer could be seen slightly from above their heads.

It's a pity that they arrived a step too late, and when they walked into the crowd, they only heard one [tail]: "Then you will draw my hatred and hatred, and leave deep marks on the bluestone for a lifetime, like a tree that can't be cut off, and the fire can't rest!"

It was clearly the Zhonglu Diao, which was as clear and beautiful as pearls, and when he sang it with his somewhat old and hoarse voice, there was a sense of sadness and bleakness, which made people's hearts sour.Huang Xun didn't realize that the hair on his body fell down on the tree, and he walked forward a few steps, wanting to hear what he was going to sing next, but the man only said one more sentence: "Young master ordered someone to rescue him from the mountain, and asked his name and origin, because why Make chaos. The white-haired fairy said: I used to live by the river in front of the mountain, and the royal family leased the land for generations.

Ah!What kind of story is this? Does the Wang family in the song have any relationship with the local Wang family?

Huang Xun stood on tiptoe and stared at the man with burning eyes. He didn't think he was a villager, nor did he think his voice was hoarse. He only hoped that he could quickly sing the story of the white-haired fairy and the young master——

It's a pity that the man patted the bamboo board in his hand, shook his head towards the crowd and said: "This time "The Legend of the White-haired Fairy" is only sung here, I will learn the rest after I go to the city in two days. Before the end, we have all seen that Xi'er was rescued by Song Sheren, so we don't have to worry about her being killed by the poisonous mother and son of the Wang family and the lackeys!"

There was a sound of lamentation and weeping in the crowd: "The Wang family must be punished! Although the Wang family is powerful, our Master Song is also a blue sky, how can we be afraid of him?"

"Not only Mr. Song punished, but Xiangu must also punish Wang's family, let lightning strike them! Flood them!"

"Do you want to build a temple for Xiangu?"

"Impossible, didn't the fairy aunt already say it? I am not a fairy girl, but a human being. It should be that when I was too sad and my hair turned white overnight, why not treat it as a real fairy girl? When you were going to build a temple for Mr. Sheren last time, Mr. Let’s just say that living people can’t repair it!”

What everyone said seemed to be true, but also like fairy tales. The more Huang Xunyin listened to it, the more confused he became, so he went up to find an old man, and asked in a not very authentic Southwest official dialect: "Old man, who am I?" Customers who come to sell silk and satin from other places do not know the stories in your hometown. Who is this white-haired fairy, and who is that Mr. Sheren and the Wang family? What kind of enmity does the white-haired fairy have with the Wang family?"

The mandarin he spoke was incomprehensible to the locals, and a yamen servant from Fuzhou barely translated it for him.

In the north of the city these days, water control and land preparation have been carried out. In the Song Dynasty, on behalf of the county, small-sum low-interest loans were granted to farmers for farm tools, seeds, soil fertilizers, and pesticides. The villagers saw more "officials" and also Not ashamed to see outsiders.

The old farmer saw that although he was dressed expensively, he looked like he was smiling, and he was not a rich man who bullies others, so he replied with a smile: "If the guests say that the son of Sheren and the Wang family in this play, in fact, no one knows who they are. Which county, which village, which family? It is a woman who can sing Zhugong tunes among the bitter masters in the county who asked the grandfather to sue the Wang family. She sings this song outside the complaint room every day. Xu Dalang from our village went to the city to listen to the meeting and came back to sing Sing it to relieve the boredom of the folks.

"If those boys called Mr. Sheren just now, he is Mr. Song of our county. He is like a fairy boy! The floods in the past few months have all depended on him to lead people to row boats to save the people in this town. His father, Mr. Song, also lent rice and agricultural tools to the farmers, so that the people in the surrounding area survived! The Wang family is the original owner of these fields. The whole family is not a good person. They occupy more land and don’t pay taxes. Said that the emperor was so troubled by them that he couldn't afford to marry a son-in-law!"

What does a royal marriage have to do with a rich family in the country... Huang Xun wrinkled his nose and shook his head secretly, but he heard one thing from the old man's simple and incomprehensible accent: the Wang family really has hidden fields and hidden households. The county magistrate is by no means a cruel official who doesn't care about the life and death of the people as Chen, Xu and others said. On the contrary, he is probably an upright official who doesn't care about his reputation and wholeheartedly seeks benefits for the people, but wrongs the big family because he is too partial to the small people.

However, this hidden field is also a thing in the world, and it depends on whether the Song county magistrate's disposal is in accordance with the law, or whether he uses this to exploit the big households and win reputation from the small people.

Huang Xun suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and asked again: "How did the story of the white-haired fairy come about, did this legend exist in the local area?"

The old farmer only said that he didn't know, and another villager beside him rushed to say: "Did it come out after Mr. Sheren led people to save us people from the flood? At that time, all the people rescued by Mr. Sheren were sent to the There are temples and nunneries in the mountains, maybe it is the white-haired fairy that I saw in that temple."

The old man earlier said: "The little old man didn't hear about it at the time, but he only knew that Sheren can make water-resistant protective gear. When it rained heavily, he took those people to the embankment to fill up the embankment, but none of them rushed into the river. drown."

Isn't that what Fairy Baimao made for Sheren?

Although they hadn't heard of it before, the white-haired fairy was sung in the drama, maybe it really existed?

More and more villagers heard them talking, and they also gathered together to express their opinions, but pushed Mr. Huang aside.They talked more and more, faster and faster, and the translators couldn't understand the local words of these villagers, so Master Tian came forward and suggested: "My lord is walking in a low-key manner now, and no one will recognize it. Go to the county to see the singer?"

The author has something to say: According to Dong Xixiang, the original words of the white-haired girl were changed when she was rescued by Dachun Dasuo, and the original content is not written. Let’s read it