Chapter 103 Endless Complaints
"As far as I know, the bride was sold by her stepmother. Mr. Dong is notoriously lustful. I'm afraid this marriage is not what the bride wants."
Chi Yu acted as if he didn't hear and ordered: "Go!"
Yu Tingwan's voice was firm but unhurried.
"In the 24th year of the Jin Dynasty, bandits in Yuzhou were rampant. They took advantage of the rugged and steep terrain of the mountain roads and were unafraid of the court's intention to provoke them. They kidnapped girls from good families, humiliated them in front, and tortured and killed them afterwards. The teams sent by the court to suppress the bandits were defeated again and again, with heavy casualties."
"It was the victorious General Wei who led his troops straight to Yuzhou and defeated the bandits. Dozens of scarred girls, children, and corpses were rescued."
"The laws are strict. There are records of the suppression of bandits during the Jin Dynasty and the previous dynasty. Anyone involved in the bandits' women and their bloodlines will be sentenced to death, and will be hanged."
"But the general investigated the past of these girls and confirmed that they were all girls from good families and were all abducted. The general could not bear it, and begged the love saint to spare their death sentences."
"General Wei knows that this world is harsh on women, and losing innocence is a crime, even if you are the victim."
"He once said that the crime does not extend to women and children! It would be fine if the children were the bloodlines of the bandits, but those girls are so innocent."
"The general is dead, the general's talent is gone, but the military order is as strong as a mountain."
Chi Yu was a little dazed.
Indeed, the general was a man of steel, but he hated the suffering of the world the most.
He never killed innocent people.
But whenever the other party's identity was suspicious, Wei Zhao would cut down the knife, and he would never be vague, and would never allow any hidden dangers to remain.
Thinking of the general, Chi Yu felt particularly distressed.
I don't know... I don't know...
Chi Yu breathed heavily and got on the horse.
"If it's true as the girl said, she will be fine."
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The sky was dark.
The news that the court was rectifying corrupt officials had not yet spread out of Ze County, but there was a long queue outside the post station.
The officials appointed by the court who came to Beijing changed their former dignity and rarely got down to earth to do the work of registration.
An elderly man trembled forward.
"Sir, I am a vegetable farmer, wandering around Ze County and several towns on the edge. I came here today to ask, how much does it cost to apply for a road permit in other government offices?"
This...
really stumped these nobles.
They usually don't take care of such trivial matters in Shangjing.
Ying Yin lowered his head and ordered his confidant: "Go, bring a relatively honest county magistrate here for questioning."
So, Yang Weiwen, who was temporarily detained together, was brought in.
Yang Weiwen was confused.
He was also embarrassed.
But he knew these things very well.
He saluted Ying Yin in a proper manner: "The court sympathized with us and reduced the price to three cents two years ago."
The old man just now was excited all of a sudden.
He knelt on the ground with a thud.
"But it costs six cents for us to go to Daoze County!"
Ying Yin raised his head suddenly.
As a prince, he had always been well-dressed and well-fed, and had never been short of money, but he also knew that it was not easy for the people to survive.
In recent years, the taxes collected by the court have been reduced again and again. Could it be that in remote areas, the taxes will increase instead of decrease, and only go into the pockets of officials? The
difference between six cents and three cents is twice as much!
Yang Weiwen was stunned.
He was distraught and unbelievable.
Xiao Huaiyan walked behind him without knowing when.
"Hey, how much money do you collect in the area you are in charge of?"
Yang Weiwen quickly answered honestly: "Three."
Xiao Huaiyan: ...
I saved your life.
"Didn't you notice? Every time I took the money to check the account books in front of Prefect Zhu, he would be unhappy if he didn't get the tribute money?"
Yang Weiwen shook his head: "No."
"The prefect always praises me."
Xiao Huaiyan was puzzled.
"What does he praise you for?"
"I'm really good at doing things."
Yang Weiwen: "Zhu Zhifu is also very concerned about me."
"He would ask me if I'm short of money and why I look so poor."
Xiao Huaiyan: ...
He's hinting at you.
Stupid thing.
The wind was strong and fierce, like a baby crying.
The old man was indignant.
"The pass can only be used once, and you have to apply for a new one for both the return and return trips. Every day, I have to bring vegetables to the county to sell, and the return trip costs twelve coins!"
"The whole family tightens their belts and works from dawn to dusk to farm, isn't it just to sell!"
The man became more and more sad, and his voice was filled with tears.
The assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice didn't dare to look at the ugly face of the fifth prince.
"Old man, get up quickly, I've taken note of it. If the situation is true..."
He was interrupted by Ying Yin.
"Leave your address, if it is true, I will return all the extra money you paid one by one."
Since it was going to be done, Ying Yin was proud to do it beautifully and win the hearts of the people. But
the old man didn't get up.
"I'm not here for money, I want justice."
"The one who originally came to the county to sell vegetables was my grandson."
After all, he was old and had difficulty walking.
Yu Tingwan and Hui Niang had just rushed over when they heard someone in front of them burst into tears.
"My grandson complained about the high prices yesterday, and the town's constable beat him to pieces, and even broke one of his legs! He's still lying in the clinic now." "
My family has finally saved some money over the years, and I was looking forward to him getting married and starting a family soon. Now it's good, now it's good! All the money has been used for medical treatment, but it's still not enough!"
There was nothing he could do as an old man. He
only had a grandson like that, and he had to treat him even if he had to sell everything he had.
"But I worked hard all day, and I only earned 20 coins from selling vegetables. I can't even save enough for a day's medicine, but I have to pay more than half of that to the government office."
The assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice asked, "Who else is in your family?"
"Just me and my grandson.
" "When he was just born, his father was conscripted. But within a year, the obituary was issued and the man was gone."
"The child's mother..."
The old man sighed, "She couldn't bear the blow and jumped into the lake."
The people in the queue were numb.
They had long been accustomed to such things.
But the officials who went to the capital looked at each other and sighed.
But what was waiting for them was still behind.
There were too many things one by one.
A thick stack of papers, how could they remember them all.
And this was just the tip of the iceberg.
Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow..., the news spread thoroughly, and there were more and more people coming to the post station.
The person behind the old man stepped forward.
"Sir, I want to sue the mine in the west. They mined without the permission of the court and people have died year after year!"
"There is no compensation."
"The person who manages the mine has a close relationship with the magistrate of Ze County."
"My husband and son are both gone. My daughter-in-law went to the government office and offended the county magistrate, so she was thrown into jail and has not been released yet."
Ying Yin stood aside, his face becoming more and more solemn.
There were also women with sad faces, who pinched their clothes nervously. She took a deep breath: "Since the twelfth year of Dajin, there have been consecutive years of drought. Every household can't afford to eat, and people are dying."
Walking on the road, the stench was overwhelming, and there were corpses everywhere.
She choked: "In the thirteenth year of Dajin, my grandparents died. In the fourteenth year of Dajin, my mother died. In order not to starve my brother, my father cooked and ate my mother while I was digging a pit for burial."
"I'm not afraid of offending you today. I just want to ask. Why has the disaster relief money from the court not arrived yet?"
(End of this chapter)
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