"Brother Ma, be careful!" Qing Cheng, who was next to Ma Qiang, suddenly raised the table and threw it at the assassin. The assassin never expected that the little girl next to Ma Qiang had such strange powers and was taken along with him.

The knife was smashed back.

Assassins are all about hitting with one hit.

If the first hit fails, the assassin fails.

Huang Xu and others also realized now. The sergeant shouted and rushed forward. The assassin grabbed his arms and waved behind him. It turned out to be lime powder.

The two sergeants at the front were immediately hit and screamed in agony. They did not dare to wave their weapons randomly, so they could only drop their weapons and retreat.

Is this still a ninja??

But the assassin couldn't care about the front, not the back. As soon as he finished swiping the lime powder, he felt a huge force hit him. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a barbarian stool.

Then, what about ink, inkstone, bamboo slips, whatever Qingcheng caught and threw away, it made the assassin almost doubt his life, and then he was stabbed in the left leg by the sergeant's halberd and fell down.

Ma Qiang twisted his lips. If the assassin didn't fall, he wouldn't be the next one to be thrown out as a weapon.

Liu Ping drew his sword and stepped forward to stab the assassin to death.

Huang Xu knocked Liu Ping's sword away with his sword and hummed, "I'm going to live!"

"Okay, Qing Cheng, stop!" Ma Qiang comforted Qing Cheng, who was a little excited, and then hummed, "Look who it is!"

Huang Xu stepped forward angrily, gave the assassin a few blows, then looked at his face and said to Ma Qiang, "He is not one of ours."

"Look for which brother is missing." Ma Qiang waved his hand and said, "It seems that someone can't help it anymore!"

At this moment, Zhao Yun came over with a group of sergeants. Seeing that the assassin had been taken down, he took a breath, then stepped forward and whispered a few more words to Ma Qiang.

Ma Qiang nodded and said with a smile, "Guess who is hosting this big show tonight?"

Several people looked at each other and shook their heads. Ma Qiang snorted, "It's Chang Zhenren from Jingwang Temple in Chengyang! Two thieves have already reported on this thieves. Where is Liu Duwei!"

Liu Ping breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying, "I'm here to serve you!"

"Immediately lead your troops to arrest Chang Zhenren, and seal all Chengyang Jingwang Temples in Pingyuan County!"

"promise!"

"Magistrate Shen, where is Magistrate Hua County?"

"Here!" Hua Jing stepped forward with his fists clasped and said.

"The humble duty is here!" Shen Ping also stepped forward and responded.

"I wrote a decree. The country is in a difficult time, the people are in poverty, but extravagance is common in my plain. A funeral requires thousands or even tens of thousands of money. Is filial piety just a comparison of who can give to one's ancestors?

Is there a lot to burn?

If you didn’t fulfill your filial piety while you were still alive, and now you are burning these, who are they for?

Starting from tomorrow, all happy events and funerals in Pingyuan County must be frugal. If there is a happy event or funeral, it must be reported to the township pavilion in time and the etiquette will be carried out according to the standards. The upper limit must not be exceeded.

If there is any disobedience, the punishment will be a reprimand, or the punishment will be imprisonment!

This is a pilot policy. It will be implemented in Pingyuan County first. If it is good, it will be extended to the entire Pingyuan Country.

And I promise that after one year, if the poor people have no money to pay for the funeral, the government will fund the funeral!"

When Hua Jing heard this, he immediately knew how powerful this decree was.

This is to eliminate the foundation of those Taoist witches who defraud money in the name of ghosts and gods.

If Taoist witches are no longer needed for civil affairs, then Taoist shamans will have no choice but to return to their own temples to perform religious rituals, and the people's respect for Taoist witches will be greatly reduced.

Huajing was a newly emerging Confucian gentry, so he was naturally opposed to these things involving gods and ghosts, so he responded immediately.

"Wait a minute!" Liu Ping shouted, "Prime Minister! The people of the country value courtesy, so I'm afraid I will be criticized!"

Ma Qiang waved his hand and said, "Because of the importance of courtesy, we cannot be harmed by false gifts!"

Not allowing people to hold weddings and funerals, although it is a bit crude, is the fastest way to prevent poverty from happiness and poverty from mourning!

Even in later generations, there are no longer these Taoist and witches who use the name of ghosts and gods to deceive people. There are still countless people who, either because of face, or because of so-called filial piety, or because of the deception of relatives and friends, will lose their income in ten years after a good or bad incident.

Can be reduced to ashes.

There are even people who spend a lot of money to invite bands to perform in front of graves, and they are not afraid that their ancestors will come out to settle accounts with these people who disturb their purity.

I don’t know whether these people respect their ancestors or not.

Liu Ping did not dare to say anything anymore.

Ma Qiang continued, "Also notify other counties and ask them to seal the Yangjing Palace in the city. It can only be opened after finding out who is the remnant of the moth thief!"

After Ma Qiang finished speaking, he looked at the others and said, "As for the others, let's disperse! Press down this assassin and keep a close eye on him!"

After Liu Ping and others left, Jia Xu and Duan Ying entered the room.

"This assassin must know the mastermind behind it." Duan Ying looked at Jia Xu and said, "But I also guessed who it was."

Jia Xu smiled and said, "The same goes for writing. How about the two of us write it on our hands together."

Ma Qiang watched the two of them play the cliched plot and felt that his teeth were a little sore.

The two of them let go of their hands, and there was a Liu character on their hands.

Ma Qiang smiled and said, "It is indeed him!"

Liu Ping's sword attack just now was too deliberate. It can be seen that the atmosphere provoked by the previous horse's emphasis caused confusion in his heart.

It's still daylight.

When many people took to the streets tentatively the next day, they found that the streets and alleys were filled with notices.

The notice said that Chang Zhenren of Chengyangjingwang Temple was actually a remnant of the thieves, and had defrauded a large amount of money in the name of Chengyangjingwang in order to rebel!

It is also stipulated that from now on, all red and white events must be frugal, and the process and the upper limit of money that should be spent are set according to the folk customs of the plains. Regardless of officials or citizens, once there is a red or white event, they must not exceed the standard, otherwise once discovered, they will be easily punished.

The offender may be reprimanded, fined or confiscated of money, or in severe cases imprisoned.

"What kind of bullshit edict is this? I'm marrying my own wife, and I can make as much trouble as I want. Why can't I make a big scene?"

"That's right! My third uncle just left a few days ago. We have even found the Taoist priest, and we are just waiting for the Taoist priest to prepare the magic weapon for us. What will happen to the money we spent before?"

"The Prime Minister Ma is too lenient! How about we go to the Prime Minister's Office to ask for advice?"

"Yes, etiquette cannot be abolished!"

Everyone was making a fuss, shouting that they were going to the Prime Minister's Mansion to talk to Ma Qiang for reasoning.

"Wow! Wow!!" At this time, an old man in shabby clothes said with a smile, "The Prime Minister is a good man, a good man!"

Someone on the side asked curiously, "I see that my father-in-law is quite old. Aren't you worried that no one will give you money in the future and you will suffer in the underground?"

The old man laughed and said, "What are you afraid of suffering? What I'm afraid of is that my boy won't be able to get a wife! He always wants to keep the money so that he can hold a big gift after I leave. Even if I leave, the old man will leave."

, what else do you want with this scene?”
Chapter completed!