Good fields, gold and silver, beautiful wives and big houses!
Everything is easily available.
Ye Huaifeng came from a poor family, but through his years of hard work he passed the imperial examination and became a county magistrate.
But he was a fool, and his job as an official was incompetent, so naturally his pockets were not rich.
I have never enjoyed a luxurious life.
This was the first time in his life that he had the opportunity to embrace gold and silver!
Yes or no?
Ye Huaifeng admitted that at this moment, he was shaken.
As if he sensed something, Ye Huaifeng, who was struggling with the greed in his heart, suddenly looked up and looked at Cui Xian.
Cui Xian's expression was meaningful.
Ye Huaifeng suddenly remembered that day at the dinner table at Cui's house.
Cui Xian said to him: "But by that time, maybe you, Brother Dachuan, may not really want to take down the second-in-command anymore. Who knows."
At that time, Ye Huaifeng smiled and shook his head: How is that possible!
Just a few days later.
He then understood the meaning of Cui Xian's words.
This little boy, who is only eight years old, has such a thorough insight into the hearts and minds of officials!
Seeing Ye Huaifeng wavered.
Zhao Zhi's face was slightly happy. He knelt down and took two steps forward, and continued: "County Magistrate, please, I will let you do whatever you want!"
Ye Huaifeng closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down.
He no longer looked at Zhao Zhi, but at Cui Xian, at the students with immature eyes and eyebrows around Cui Xian, and at the countless people kneeling on the ground in the distance.
Just now, Wu Qinglan gave a lesson to students in front of everyone in this field.
In fact, Ye Huaifeng also learned the first lesson in his official career.
It turns out that studying hard for ten years and passing the imperial examination does not mean you will actually become an official.
It turns out that making a scene in the prefectural office, trying to seize power and political struggle, and securing the position of county magistrate, is not really being an official.
Just move your fingers and have greed, and you can easily become a corrupt official.
But how to be a good official?
One has to go through countless times of suppressing greed and cultivating the mind, which is like a series of cruel "heart disasters" initiated by oneself.
County Magistrate Ye remained silent.
The people seemed to have noticed something and suddenly became quiet.
Pei Jian and other elementary school students also quieted down.
Including Cui Xian, no one said anything, just looked at Ye Huaifeng.
Under the gaze of countless people.
"Zhao Zhi, you said that I will handle it as I wish, right? Well, I understand the wit in your words. It is really easy to understand, I really understand it."
Ye Huaifeng looked at Zhao Zhi and said these words with a slight tremor.
Then he threw his official robe and pointed at Cui Xian and the countless people present, his expression slightly excited: "But I also understood "Song of Pity the Peasants", understood the weeping questioning of the old woman, understood the pleadings of the people, and even more understood the expectations of these elementary school students."
"I have read the books of sages for more than ten years. This is the first official robe I have ever worn. I am supported by countless people and they call me the Great Lord!"
"I came to this position in a daze, and was held back by you, doing nothing. I never even thought about how to be an official."
"But today, the sound of the "Two Poems of Pity the Peasants" echoes in my ears, and the people in front of me are eagerly looking forward to it. As a magistrate, I should protect the peace of the area. How can I be tempted by your bribe and forget my original intention?"
Hearing this.
Zhao Zhi's face suddenly turned embarrassed.
The eyes of the people suddenly lit up.
Pei Jian and other young students clenched their fists excitedly.
They are waiting, waiting for the "honest judge" to write the ending for Zhao Zhi's fate.
In full view of the public.
County Magistrate Ye blushed and said in a loud voice, "Zhao Zhi! You have disregarded human life, oppressed the people, and annexed land. You have committed a heinous crime! Today, I will arrest you and hand you over to your superiors for trial!"
After saying that.
He flicked his sleeves and pointed at Zhao Zhi: "Come here, take off this man's official robe and capture him!"
"yes!"
A group of police officers holding "water and fire sticks" arrested Zhao Zhi in an instant!
There was a moment of silence in the field.
Then, thunderous cheers rang out from countless people.
Cui Xian smiled.
Pei Jian, Gao Qi, Li Heyu, Zhuang Jin and others, with a group of students, jumped up and down excitedly, clapping and cheering.
"The county magistrate is mighty!"
"The county magistrate is unrestrained and uninhibited!"
"The county magistrate is so handsome!"
County Magistrate Ye smiled foolishly amid the cheers, gradually losing himself, with slightly red eyes.
He was only 27 years old and this was his first time serving as an official.
He is young too.
His blood is also hot!
Across the cheering crowd, Ye Huaifeng and Cui Xian looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.
Afterwards, Ye Huaifeng ordered his men to escort Zhao Zhi back to Nanyang.
A large number of people came to thank Cui Xian.
The fact that we were able to defeat Zhao Zhi today was all thanks to this kid!
then.
Pei Jian and a group of elementary school students surrounded Cui Xian.
A large number of people surrounded this group of primary school students.
The crowd returned to Nanyang in a mighty procession.
Mrs. Cui and other members of the Cui family were so excited when they saw this scene that they couldn't stop crying.
Success, they succeeded!
The whole family worked together to protect the Cui family!
More scholars excitedly returned to Nanyang in horse-drawn carriages and promoted "Two Poems of Pity the Peasants" in various ethnic schools and even in the county school.
"My fellow classmates, the matter of forcing the growth of seedlings is a complete misunderstanding. There is another hidden story behind this matter!"
"You should take a look at these two poems of "Song of Pity for the Peasants", which were written by the eight-year-old prodigy Cui Xian, who rebuked the corrupt official Zhao Zhi on the spot!"
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