It is different from the master who is somewhat complacent about settling a "little thing".
Magistrate Wu, who has become a mature man, saw something else from this matter.
"Since Xiao Hou's name is so useful, why don't I also borrow it? I'm doing things for him anyway, so I shouldn't mind."
After walking slowly around the county government office, Magistrate Wu waved to a government official, whispered a few words in his ear, then patted him on the shoulder, asked him to change his clothes, and slipped out through the side door. Out of the government office.
After a short break, another rumor soon appeared in the already bustling Huzhou City.
However, unlike the previous gossips, this time the rumors had a nose and an eye, and no one could believe it.
At the entrance of the alley, a straightforward-looking man was leaning against the door panel, whispering to several neighbors:
"Hey, have you heard? It turns out that Xiao Shenhou is here to raise food this time! No wonder he appears here! Humph, who doesn't know that Huzhou has a lot of food?"
"Plenty of food? Who can give us more food?"
Opposite the man, an elderly man glared at him. When he saw the man blushing, he continued slowly: "However, I think Xiao Shenhou only needs to say a few words for such a trivial matter. Then it would take thousands of miles to deal with it." Came here in person?"
"That's right! What Lao Liu said is right! Who in Huzhou doesn't care about others? I heard that this time we will collect grain at market prices. In fact, even if it is the same as taxing, what can we do if we don't pay? If we don't pay, we will collect food at market prices. How can anyone else not give it to Mr. Xiao?!"
The old man in front just finished speaking, and the other people behind him immediately nodded! Then they started talking among themselves, and the scene suddenly became lively.
And in the midst of this buzzing discussion, a young man standing on the side rolled his eyes, folded his arms and suddenly sighed: "Hey, if everyone in Huzhou City was like us, so moral. Then Mr. Xiao really doesn’t need to come!”
As soon as the young man said this, the others who were still discussing fell silent instantly, and then all looked at him!
"Oh? What do you mean? Is there really such an ungrateful person?" Looking at the young man, the old man was the first to ask.
"Why……"
The young man also looked at the old man, spread his hands as if helpless, and said: "Uncle, you are a good person! But raising food has never been easy since ancient times! I heard yesterday: The county master is personally collecting grain. If the official warehouse alone is not enough, the grain from the charity warehouse must be used.
As a result, we in the city had no problem, but when it came to the village, even the county magistrate was in trouble!
The old people in the village are all stubborn. When they heard that the charity warehouse was about to be moved, they all ran to block the door of the charity warehouse. Unless the food was donated by the whole village little by little and was used just in case, who would come? I won’t give it either…”
"What?!"
Before the young man finished speaking, the honest man had already jumped up! A pair of big eyes turned red: "This is still happening in Huzhou! Which village in the fucking village is so shameless! Why didn't it say this when it used other people's grain seeds and other people's tools!"
Not only the man, but others including the old man were also filled with indignation at this time: "Yes! It's from that village! Say it, and let's go find them to judge!"
Seeing the excitement among the crowd, the young man felt proud, but he still had an annoyed look on his face: "Hey, I don't know which village you are from!"
The man stomped his foot heavily and said angrily: "How could it be! Didn't you listen to what others said? Why don't you even know which village you are from?!"
The young man glanced at him secretly, then quickly looked away: "I'm not going to lie to you, I heard this from my brother who was working in the yamen. I was so angry at the time that I asked him which village he was from, but he didn't tell me."
"Ah? Why can't you say it!" everyone asked in unison.
The young man gave a bitter smile, turned around and cupped his hands towards the rumored residence of Xiao Han, and said: "Hey, isn't this all thanks to Xiao Hou Renyi? They have told us County Master Wu before that raising food, even if it is to go to Chang'an We must provide disaster relief, but we must not force others, let alone harass those who do not sell food! If not, what is the difference between them and the thieves who buy and sell by force?
Therefore, now some villages are not providing food, and the county magistrate has nothing to do. I heard from the brother that the county magistrate was so anxious that he didn't sleep a wink for two days! Next, we can only go to other counties to buy grain at high prices! It’s not certain whether prices will rise or not! "
"This is simply unreasonable!"
After hearing what the young man said, the neighbors who originally thought that the matter was far away from them subconsciously clenched their fists and breathed a little heavier!
What do Huzhou people hate most?
I hate ungrateful people the most!
Think about it before, Xiao Shenhou was so helpful to Huzhou, and he would give out good things as soon as he was asked! No benefit at all!
Now I just come here to buy some food, not for myself, but to save others!
Is there anyone who doesn’t want to sell this? Are these people's hearts made of stone? Is it still called human affairs?
"No! I still have a few stones of food at home, so I'll take it to the Yamen. I don't want a penny!"
After being silent for a few seconds, the honest man suddenly shouted loudly, turned around and rushed home!
The others who were still angry heard this and immediately slapped their thighs: "That's right! Some bastards are unkind, but we can't be unjust! Let's go back and get food right now so that Xiao Shenhou can see what Huzhou is. People! Don’t let a mouse excrement disturb our soup!"
"Yes! My family also has food!"
"My family has some too! Spring will be here soon, and there will be no shortage of food then! These grains will be given to Lord Marquis to save people first!"
In the blink of an eye, the young man was the only one left at the entrance of the originally bustling alley.
Even the old man walked quickly on crutches. It seemed that he was afraid that if it was too late, the Yamen would not accept his food.
"These are all good people. Isn't it unreasonable to lie to them like this? And if there is a village that doesn't open a charity warehouse, if these people find out, won't they be smashed to pieces and even people will be scolded to the ground? ?”
Rubbing his chin, the young man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was talking to himself.
But soon, he remembered something again, rubbed his face, and whispered indifferently: "But, there shouldn't be such a shameless village, right? If there is, then you deserve to be smashed!"
Say it.
The young man took out two pieces of beard from his pocket, put them on his face, straightened his clothes, strode around the alley, looked around, and merged into another group of people who had gathered to chat.
