In this case, let alone an ordinary rich family, even if the landlord and old wealthy family are, as long as they respond to the yamen, their families will be destroyed.

An Niang sighed and muttered in a low voice: "Zhengzhu Xu has become more and more rampant over the years, and the magistrate doesn't care."

"Hey!"

Liu Yong sneered, his tone with three disdain: "He only cares about reciting poems and drinking and having fun, how can he care about these things? He will not lose money for offerings at the end of the year."

It is no wonder that Liu Yong despises him because he is a famous clay sculpture Bodhisattva in Linzi County.

Those who are worshipped are high and have no right at all.

The real controller is Xu Zhubu.

Part of the reason for this is that the Northern Song Dynasty system was that officials could only serve as officials in other places, and they were transferred to office for three years.

The magistrate came and went, but the chief clerk and the minor official were always rooted in the local area.

It is hard to fight a snake even if it crosses the river.

Another reason is that Shandong’s people are fierce and it is common for farmers to kill officials and rebel.

Ouyang Xiu made such an evaluation when he was working in Qingzhou.

Qizhou: known as Baojie

Qingzhou: Theft gathers in the mountains and forests and comes out as a patient in the county

Yizhou: The people are fierce and happy with the enemy

Mizhou: The customs and martial arts are fierce, and the robbery is strong

Weizhou: There are many violent bandits...

To sum up, it’s just a sentence, the folk customs are simple and Jingdong Road.

At first, when he first came, he had the idea of ​​fighting with Xu Zhubu. However, since he heard that the magistrate of Qiancheng County next door was rushed into the county government by a group of bandits, Chang's magistrate has become completely honest.

Because it is rumored that Xu Zhubu and Li Tianwang on the Black Mountain seem to have some friendship...

The clay Buddha is the clay Buddha. Anyway, there will be no less entrusted to the end of the year. Once the term of office is over, he will continue to be a magistrate.

It’s not too shabby to make money.

Seeing several archers pricking their ears and eavesdropping on the side, Liu Yong couldn't help but change the subject and said, "Have you ever heard that the emperor of Kaifeng City had a marquis named a marquis. It is said that he was called Pan... What kind of marquis?"

Han Zhen said, "Horse Pangu!"

Liu Yong slapped his thigh: "Yes, it's called Panguhou."

"Why is the official family so ridiculous to be named a marquis of Shi Tou?" An Niang exclaimed softly, with a look of surprise.

Han Zhen couldn't help but laugh secretly, thinking that there were few ridiculous things that Song Huizong had done.

I don’t know what the Western Army generals who defended their country on Qin Feng’s road felt.

After drinking another cup of braised plum water, Liu Yong seemed to remember something and said, "Han Er, are you willing to do a profitable business?"

Han Zhen raised his eyebrows: "What business?"

"There are wild pigs in Xiaowang Village that ruined the grain fields and injured several people. The king spoke and killed the wild pigs and gave him a reward of ten coins."

Ten characters?

Han Zhen sneered: "This reward is probably not easy to make."

Wang Yuanwai of Xiaowang Village is a famous miser in Linzi County.

It is said that once the chef was slapped in public by the king's face just because he put some salt when cooking.

If such a person is able to give a reward of ten jin of money, it means that the wild pig is extremely difficult to deal with, and it is not guaranteed to have three or four hundred jin.

The Song Dynasty's kilogram was 660 grams, so the three or four hundred kilograms at this time were much heavier than later generations.

You should know that a wild pig with three or four pounds of 100 pounds is a king-like existence in the mountains. It has thick skin and thick flesh, and is covered with mud and resin. It is hard to hurt a knife and arrow.

It is like a chariot. If you are hit by a head, you will be injured in the least and die on the spot.

For hunters, they would rather kill tigers than provoke such a big wild pig.

After chatting for a few more words, after a break, Liu Yong picked out the smallest chicken and threw it at An Niang's feet: "I forgot to bring the money today, and this chicken is worth the tea money."

After saying that, he called the archer to leave.

Looking at the little chicks at her feet, An Niang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

This chicken is too small and has no much meat at all. It's a pity to kill it, so it can only be kept at home.
Chapter completed!