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Chapter 403 The storm is coming

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    After receiving the imperial edict, Wang Liang, the censor who was accompanying him, bowed and said: "I have met Uncle Xinghe, and I am going to serve as the censor Wang Liang of Zhejiang Province."

    Fang Xing said with a smile: "Wang Yushi, since His Majesty sent you here, Fang will leave the supervision to you. If there is anything wrong, let's discuss it together."

    "I don't dare to lower my rank."

    Wang Liang said solemnly: "Your Majesty's will is for your subordinates to obey the orders of Uncle Xinghe."

    Fang Xing found the rigid censor very boring. After a few pleasantries, he asked Zhang Jin to arrange Wang Liang's accommodation.

    "Uncle, is your Majesty preparing to go on a killing spree?"

    Huang Zhong asked with some smacking of tongue.

    In the decree just now, Zhu Di said with murderous intent that he would thoroughly investigate the entire Zhejiang officialdom, and Taizhou Prefecture was just the first shot.

    Fang Xing said calmly: "The cleanup of Zhejiang has nothing to do with me. I just took this opportunity to clean up Taizhou Mansion."

    The decree only asked Fang Xing to clean up the corruption here, which also made him let go of his worries.

    "If Zhu Di asked Fang Xing to clean up the entire Zhejiang officialdom, he would probably become the most hated relative after all.

    As an emperor, if you hate a minister, then let him do things that offend others.

    But if you want to reuse him, you will probably have to let him do something that offends people.

    "Otherwise, how can we find an excuse to take him down in the future?"

    Wang Liang hurriedly came to Fang Xing after washing himself briefly.

    "Uncle Xinghe, I would like to go to the city to find out some news from the prefect."

    Fang Xing put down the book and frowned at the censor.

    Wang Liang was a little thin and looked impatient.

    Fang Xing noticed that his fingers were rough, and with a thought in his mind, he said, "Fang thinks it's not a good time these days. After all, there are so many people talking, what do you think?"

    Wang Liang let out a laugh and said, "Is it possible that Governor He is also among them? That really sucks!"

    Fang Xing did not answer the question, but stood up and said, "Fang is going to a fishing village. If Wang Yushi is interested, you can go with us."

    Of course Wang Liang will go. His mission here is to supervise, and Fang Xing¡¯s actions are also the subject of his supervision.

    After arriving at the fishing village last time, Wang Liang was surprised to find that the fishermen were very enthusiastic about Fang Xing.

    This is not hypocritical and fearful enthusiasm. Wang Liang was born in a poor family, so he could see it at a glance.

    ¡°Uncle, all the fish my family caught yesterday were sent to Mr. Xu¡¯s shop.¡±

    A thin, dark man said with joy on his face.

    Fang Xing looked at the dried fish hanging at the door and asked, "Have you received any cash?"

    The man rubbed his hands and couldn't hide his excitement and said: "Take it, it's all thanks to my uncle's blessing. When the new year comes, I will burn some sticks of incense for him, and bless him for generations to come."

    Wang Liang had already heard something. It was probably Fang Xing who had found a way for these fishermen.

    This Xing Hebo is pretty good!

    In the eyes of most civil servants, this Xinghebo is a deviant guy, and he also brought His Highness Taisun to chaos. It is really a shame for my Confucianism!

    But today, when he saw Fang Xing chatting with these fishermen like a young man next door, Wang Liang thought of his parents.

    Wang Liang¡¯s parents were both honest farmers. They did whatever the government said. They finally raised him, and he naturally saw all the hardships.

    "It's not easy for the people, I should ask for help for the people!"

    Thinking of this, Wang Liang observed Fang Xing's words and deeds more carefully, but he saw that Fang Xing's expression was a little

    Fang Xing said with some embarrassment: "There's no need to burn incense. It's better to save the money to buy some sweet food for the kids."

    Madan!  I¡¯m not dead, so who should I burn this incense for?

    Wang Liang followed Fang Xing and visited several fishermen, and all he saw were happy faces.

    "Uncle, with this money this year, my family will be able to cope with the errands"

    An old man said gratefully, but his son asked hopefully: "Uncle, can you reduce those miscellaneous taxes?"

    In the minds of these people, Fang Xing, the uncle, should be above the prefect, let alone the petty officials.

    Looking at these eager eyes, Fang Xing nodded cautiously and said: "I will do my best!"

    On the way back, Wang Liang lamented: ¡°Since Emperor Taizu Gao, how many corrupt officials have been killed in our dynasty!Now it seems that the killing is endless!  "

    Fang Xing said nothing. Wang Liang remembered the scene just now and said, "Uncle Xinghe, I want to go to Taizhou Mansion immediately to investigate the ins and outs of these miscellaneous taxes."

    "You can't find anything if you go."

    After Fang Xing said these words, he hit his horse and rushed out.

    "Why is this?"

    Wang Liang said in confusion, wondering if everything in Taizhou Mansion had gone bad?

    And in a dark room in Fucheng, a man with a large mole on the left side of his face said viciously: "That person has been found to be Fang Xing's aide. What should we do?"

    There were several men sitting next to him. One of them, a short and stocky man, said confidently: "Sir Wan, didn't you say that the Chief Envoy has already submitted the report? Will he be able to get it when he wakes up?"

    The man with the big mole narrowed his eyes slightly, "That man should not be underestimated. After all, he is Taisun's teacher!"

    The short and stocky man nodded and said: "Then we have to take it easy, otherwise in Jinling's rage, both the jade and the stone will be destroyed!"

    A strange smile appeared on the man with the big mole: "What if it has nothing to do with us"

    "Hiss"

    The men below all took a deep breath, and their eyes slowly turned to the cloudless sky.

    ¡­¡­

    "Uncle Xinghe, Uncle Xinghe"

    Since receiving the imperial edict, Fang Xing has not moved. He only supervises Xin Laoqi and others to train sergeants every day.  When I have free time, I read a book, as if I really want to cultivate myself.

    Fang Xing put down his book and saw Wang Liang hurried in with more than ten subordinates, so he asked: "Did Wang Yushi go to Fucheng?"

    Wang Liang said with sweating profusely: "Exactly, it's just that those officials are hateful and there are no flaws at all in the account books."

    "How was their reception?"

    Fang Xing sighed, then stood up and waved to the knife outside the door.

    Wang Liang stamped his feet and said: "It's better than a banquet! Are you really so unscrupulous!"

    "It's about to begin"

    Fang Xing sighed again: "I originally wanted to delay it for a little longer, but it seems that everyone is ready. The stage has been set up and we are just waiting for everyone to come on stage to sing"

    Wang Liang asked confusedly: "Uncle Xinghe, what do you meanare they trying to make ends meet? Then what do they rely on? With a large army here, do they still dare to rebel?"

    "Master."

    The knife bowed.

    ¡°Go, summon people from deputy thousand households and above to go to the lobby.¡±

    "yes."

    After the knife left, Fang Xing hung the Tang Dao on his waist and said to Wang Liang, "Wang Yushi, come too."

    Wang Liang was a little confused. He knew that the Jubaoshan Guards had great achievements in battle, but Fang Xing's tone firmly judged that those people were about to take action.

    "Uncle Xinghe, is there anything in this"

    Fang Xing, who walked to the door, turned around and smiled slightly: "The game is like chess, no matter how clever the opponent is, as long as he makes a move, there will be traces to follow" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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