The guards stopped the people who were watching the excitement and were about to close the door. Luo Qianshanyan quickly squeezed in and waved his hands to stop other people's greetings. He moved his wrists and made a crisp sound of joints. I can't believe I'm going to vent my anger on this student soon. As the saying goes, when a scholar encounters a soldier, there is no reason to explain. These scholars have bad mouths, so it is quite comfortable to fight, at least it is much more comfortable than a sack. Thinking of the pleasure of punching to the flesh, Luo Qianshan suddenly let out two strange laughs. Zi Baifeng heard the strange movement behind him. He quietly turned around and saw a tall man dressed as a sergeant holding him tightly. He looked over and grinned at him. He had white teeth and one hand. He flicked the spring of the long knife at his waist, showing a murderous look! "Ale, what's going on? Could it be the Hongmen Banquet? Just kill me if I don't know how to go to court." When he was playing the drum just now, Zi Baifeng was having a lot of fun. At this moment, I suddenly felt that my legs were weak, as if Brother had done something extraordinary? "However, we have already arrived here, and we cannot retreat even if we want to." Zi Baifeng¡¯s head moved horizontally, and his momentum became even more horizontal. Zi Baifeng entered the main hall for a moment, and the slightly tired Fujun walked out. He sat in the middle, rubbed his brows, and said, "Who beats the drum to complain?" When he looked up, the first thing he saw was not Zi Baifeng, on the other hand, looked at Luo Qianshan and looked over with questioning eyes, but saw Luo Qianshan slowly shaking his head. Although he had been mentally prepared for it, the master was still disappointed and irritable in his heart. Looking at the boy in the hall, he looked disgusting. "Student Zi Baifeng." Facing Fujun's serious face, Zi Baifeng cupped his fists and said, neither humble nor arrogant. "What grievances do you have? Why don't you submit a letter to complain?" The channels for literati and ordinary people to redress their grievances are different. "The student originally planned to ask to see Mr. Fu, but Mr. Fu was busy with official duties and could not wait for a long time. Therefore, he came up with this policy and asked Mr. Fu to forgive me." "Excuse me?" Mr. Fu was in a very bad mood and said impatiently, "Do you want to forgive me? The crime depends on whether you are guilty or not. Tell me, what are your grievances and who should you sue?" Zi Baifeng looked around and saw that only the master came out, and the boss and the like were not there. There were seven on each side. There were eight yamen servants with a small table on one side, and a master was writing furiously, obviously taking notes. Not far behind him, the ferocious soldier was playing with the circlip of the long knife on his waist, making a rhythmic clicking sound. When Zi Baifeng looked over, he showed another ferocious expression. Zi Baifeng became concerned and said: "To inform the Lord of the Government, the students are here to redress the grievances of the more than 300 people in Xiayan Village. The person the students want to sue is you, Lord Fu!" As soon as he said this, the whole hall was shocked! The officers on both sides looked at each other. The master opened his mouth wide, the ink in his hand dripped down his chest, and the annoying clicking sound stopped. Everyone was stunned. "What did you say?" Someone said in surprise, speaking in a dialect. "What?" Even the prince thought he heard wrongly. Could it be that Baifeng was born as an actor? How could such a story in an opera come to life? He thought he was hearing hallucinations due to his busy days, so he quickly picked out his ears, took a sip of tea to calm down his shock, and said, "Say it again!" Zi Baifeng said it again, his voice was clear and clear, and he didn't feel guilty at all. The prince was immediately confused. He laughed angrily and said, "Why are you suing me? What are you suing me for?" What does the wind say? "I accuse Fu Jun of three crimes. The first crime is unclear appointment, the second crime is poor supervision, and the third crime is unreasonable tax increase." Fu Jun looked down at Zi Baifeng. This Zi Baifeng is indeed a bit talented, and the beautiful article is indeed very popular. I was full of praise after reading it. However, this little bit of good impression was diluted by the wood carving incident. Although the angry Lord Fu did not He continued to investigate, but he also found out that it was Zi Baifeng who turned his beloved wooden root carving into two fat dolls. This kid is so abominable! "Moreover, the word "tax increase" has touched the master's pain again. This is really a pot that cannot be opened and raised! Seeing Fu Jun pick up the cup again, the officials on both sides grasped the killing sticks in their hands. After waiting for Fu Jun to moisten his throat, he shouted angrily and then stepped forward to beat him with sticks. It was obvious that the atmosphere was suddenly tense. Zi Baifeng was no longer trying to show off. He said loudly: "The emperor allowed incompetent people to supervise the taxation. An account is full of errors. Isn't it because of the ignorance of others? And he actually used this account full of errors as an excuse. , the increase in taxes is not due to lack of supervision, and all the reasons are untenable. The charge of the government's unreasonable increase in taxes isIs the path wrong? " "Bold! " Luo Qianshan shouted loudly, and was about to step forward to take down Zi Baifeng. Fujun is the person he regards as his own father, how could he allow others to offend him like this! What's more, others don't understand Fujun's difficulties. How could he not understand? The prince has a kind heart and cares about his people. He can handle all kinds of pressures by himself. He is definitely a good official who has never been seen in a century. "Wait a minute." "Although the prince's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his eyes, he still raised his hand to stop Luo Qianshan. His eyes were fixed on Zi Baifeng. After being in a high position for a long time, his official power was like a torrential flood, and he was facing Zi Baifeng. Waves of pressure came over. In Zi Baifeng's eyes, there was something similar to spiritual power flowing throughout the body of the Lord Fu. Zi Baifeng took a deep breath and said: "I have evidence. Do you dare to ask the tax officials to confront you? " He took out an account book from the wooden box he carried with him: "This is all the accounts of my fifty-three years in Xiayan Village. One stroke after another, it is extremely clear. All taxes over the years have been settled. Why do you ask me to pay taxes in Xiayan Village for another three years? Lord, do you know that in order to pay taxes for the past three years, I have sold my sons and daughters to the villagers of Xiayan Village? After taxes have been raised in the past three years, there will be no more Xiayan Village in the world! ¡± He drank loudly and loudly in this life, so that the whole hall fell silent. After three years of taxes and taxes, there is no more Xiayan Village in the world! The Lord¡¯s eyes widened and he was speechless for a while. He asked himself that as an official, he was honest and honest. You know, people don¡¯t talk about getting rich, but they can live and work in peace and contentment. How can we destroy villages and people by collecting the taxes owed in previous years? ¡°You¡¯re talking nonsense! You are alarmist! You are talking nonsense! You are being unreasonable! Youyou" Before Mr. Fu could say anything, someone from behind responded. Hu Caijun roared out from behind, pointed at Zi Baifeng and cursed wildly. After he finished cursing, Hu Caijun realized that he was really He was so impulsive that he quickly confessed to Fujun. Zi Baifeng looked at Hu Caijun coldly: "It turns out that you are the one who deceived and instigated Lord Fu. You said that I was talking nonsense and making trouble. Let me ask you, when did I, Zibaifeng, say that? Tell a lie? " Hu Caijun was speechless and couldn't even utter a word. " Only tell the truth, Baifeng, this resounding gold-lettered signboard is really too loud. The people who were offended at the beginning could be lined up from Mengcheng Mansion to the outside of the city gate, but now there is no one People can refute this sentence. Yes, he does not change his name when he is in office, and he does not change his surname when he is in office. He is the dignified "Zi Baifeng who only speaks the truth". He originally thought that he was a good assistant. Knowing that he is actually a pig teammate. ¡°My Lord Fu, I sincerely ask your Lord Fu to allow the student and Hu Caijun to check the accounts in person. If the student makes the slightest mistake, I am willing to take responsibility for offending the Lord and slandering the superior!¡± If the student is correct, please give me justice to the more than 300 people in Xiayan Village, Mr. Fu. " Mr. Fu frowned for a moment and said, "Hu Caijun, are you willing? " Hu Caijun was delighted. The master remembered his name. He quickly said: "The student is willing! " He was confident that his calculation skills far surpassed Zi Baifeng's, not to mention that every account he calculated had been checked by the accounting office. Zi Baifeng dared to go to court with him, which was really asking for death. Not long after, several desks were placed in the courtroom. Zi Baifeng and Hu Caijun looked at each other's accounts. The more Hu Caijun looked at each other, the more frightened he became. The accounts were clear and distinct. It really didn't look like it was done by an outsider. He He was surprised. Could it be that Zi Baifeng was actually good at calculating? However, after searching for a while, he found a few suspicious things and wrote them down one by one. He was secretly happy because he was specifically calculating these things. However, Zi Baifeng was definitely wrong. Zi Baifeng looked at the accounts in his hands expressionlessly. The two parties checked the accounts with each other. After the inspection, they handed them over to the two accountants for reconciliation. After a long time, the accounts were reconciled and the accountants The husband first reported to Fujunhui: "Your Majesty, I have finished checking. Most of the two accounts are the same, and there are a few contradictions" After finishing speaking, the celebrity of Fujun took it. When the accounts came, he checked those places several times, nodded slightly, raised his head and said, "Zi Baifeng, what can you say? " Zi Baifeng felt lightened when he heard the tone of Mr. Accountant's words. " Those errors in the accounts were traps left by him, and the real manipulations are invisible to outsiders. Now it seems, These guys can only be regarded as amateurs. He looked relaxed and said: "What Mr. Fu said was page 36, page 122, page 157" Zi Baifeng said. He recited all the treasures, smiled slightly, and said: "These places are exactly the wrong places. The taxation policy follows the market. That winter seven years ago?? is extremely long, spring comes late, and the harvest is also late. The tax was actually collected before the harvest, but the calculation was based on the price of grain after the harvest, so there is a fallacy Five years ago, the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and the price of furs The price has skyrocketed, and the price has been reduced by one-third" After some explanation, Hu Caijun shouted in dissatisfaction: "You are talking nonsense! " "Do you dare to come to me to find someone for confirmation? Each firm must still have accounts for ten years. You can tell by looking at their average prices. " "You are talking nonsense. Even so, the final price will not be so different! "