"A little thing?"
The smile on Gu Dan's face became warmer and warmer, "You——Du Fugui."
The person he pointed at was the fat man with fair skin and a big belly.
"You conspired with the village elders to coax the illiterate poor people into signing written deeds, which stated an impossible workload...and then used the written deeds to extort one by one, causing many people to sell their land. The land seller was killed? Yes, you are not involved in the murder, you just don’t want them to live."
Du Fugui showed no trace of shame on his face and immediately shouted: "It's really unjust! It's written in black and white, signed and stamped, how can I just cheat? Those mud-legged people don't know what's good and what's good. They only need to work for three or four hours more every day, and they're not doing it." It’s not over. I didn’t ask them to sell their land, it was their own free will!
This is not why we were imprisoned. It was just that some time ago, when we were transporting tea, the bastard in charge forgot to pay the tax! Sir, please don’t get me wrong! "
What does it mean for a person who cannot read a single Chinese character to become a commoner, sell his land, sell his children and sell his daughters?
Where is there no such thing?
There are too many people who can't survive, so why not add a few more? How can it be used as a basis for trial?
Let’s make the common people suffer again!
On the contrary, although tea, wine, silk and other items are allowed to be sold freely, they have always been heavily taxed and harshly taxed, and there are many ways to do so.
People who don’t understand, even if they have good tea, they will lose everything if they go out and sell it!
It is precisely for this reason that there are as many as eight hundred merchants who secretly smuggle tea, wine, and silk. As long as all parties take care of it, even if they do it secretly, they can still make extremely high profits.
It's just that he was unlucky. The bastard in charge actually embezzled some of the money that was supposed to be donated, which made his superiors dissatisfied, which eventually landed him in jail and had to spend all his wealth to manage things.
The rotten ship is still three inches tall, so even if he is imprisoned, his life will be far better than that of ordinary prisoners.
Businessmen value profits and have their own plans in mind.
After leaving prison, how many times can anyone see each other again?
It would be great if we could lead everyone to persuade Gu Dan to get free treatment. Even if it didn't work, there would be no loss, so why not?
"Work three or four more hours every day?"
Gu Dan was very happy at Du Fugui's righteous reason.
Farming is extremely hard work and depends on the weather. Many farmers simply cannot borrow oxen to plow their fields. What should they do?
Use your shoulders to pull it yourself!
Let’s not talk about whether the body can handle it. This is not just the hard work.
Whenever there is any natural or man-made disaster, it is enough to kill people.
For example, Ding Ji took the lead in irrigating his own fields in order to compete with others for water. He summoned his friends to fight with others and ended up getting killed.
It is said that petty profit is a petty profit, but that petty profit is related to the family's livelihood in the coming year, so they would rather risk their lives than give in.
Du Fugui exploits and deceives people like this, but always keeps an eye on the bowl of rice at the farmer's house. As long as there is an extra grain of corn in it, it will be more uncomfortable than losing money.
The Dog Emperor asked after ten years of seeking immortality, the cost of the alchemist's refining of medicine alone was at least more than 200,000 taels of silver every year.
This is not to mention the cost of searching for wizards and exploring dangerous places in other places.
It is euphemistically called governance by doing nothing, and the people below are also following this example.
If you work hard and conscientiously to serve the people, you won't get a promotion. If you offer rare treasures on the hour, you will be happy immediately. Fools know how to choose.
Gu Dan was there, witnessed it with his own eyes, and finally understood what the evil old society was.
He is just a healer, and he has no ability to turn things around and stabilize the world.
Doing your own thing is enough.
But when he saw these bastards brazenly flaunting themselves, he still couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
"It's someone like you..."
"What are you doing around Master Gu?!"
Just as Gu Dan was about to scold Du Fugui angrily, a sharp shout sounded from in front of the prison door.
I saw Wang Laotou running over with several brothers, holding a wooden stick inlaid with iron plates in his hand.
After rushing up, a few people raised their wooden sticks and fiercely attacked the people in front of them.
There were cries of pain one after another, and the one who had received the wooden stick was only kicked, and rolled and crawled to the side.
And those who dare to stretch out their hands to block will be punished by two more sticks.
In the blink of an eye, the crowd that had originally surrounded Gu Dan began to flee in all directions, not daring to cry out about their injustice and suffering.
Du Fugui, who had some confidence at first, changed his expression. He never expected Wang Laotou to be so ruthless and said quickly: "What you said is that what we did before was indeed wrong. Your teachings, Mr. Gu, really speak volumes." It’s in my heart! After I go back, I will change my past mistakes. I will definitely change my past mistakes!"
Facing Gu Dan, he could have a thousand or ten thousand reasons and try his best to excuse himself.
But when Wang Laotou came in with the jailer, he just wanted to realize his mistake as soon as possible.
It's impossible to reason with such a person, talk about the law, or talk about conscience. All he really cares about is his own interests.
After a while, the crowd almost disappeared, and Du Fugui wanted to run away, but Gu Dan had already grabbed him.
"Sir, I was wrong! Please let me go! I'll find someone to treat my illness myself!" Seeing that he couldn't escape, Du Fugui simply knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
When Wang Laotou, who was approaching, saw this scene, his face darkened. He came over with an iron rod and asked, "Master Gu, are you okay?"
Several jailers came over and without saying a word, they punched and kicked Du Fugui who was kneeling on the ground.
"There's nothing wrong with me, it's just that this person wants me to treat them for free..." Gu Dan said calmly.
"oh?"
Wang LaoTou laughed and said, "There is no need for you to do something like this! Our family has a set of stick techniques. As long as it hits a person, it is guaranteed that that person will be immune to all diseases!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed aside several jailers, and suddenly a stick fell on Du Fugui.
A scream like a slaughtering pig resounded through the sky.
"Du Fugui, are you still sick?" Wang Laotou asked with a smile.
"No, I'm not sick! Sir, I'm not sick!" Du Fugui struggled to get up, tears and bloody nose falling together, but he didn't dare to shout loudly.
"No?"
Wang Laotou frowned and said, "Dad told me that with this stick technique passed down in our family, you need at least three sticks to be immune to all diseases! You are cured with just one stick now. Did dad lie to me or did he lie to me?" Did you lie to me?"
"Sir...it's me, I lied to you." Du Fugui closed his eyes, his voice full of trembling and fear.
"Master Gu, why don't you try our family's stick technique? Your medical skills are superb and exquisite. Although our stick technique is rough, it is also very easy to use!"
Wang Laotou handed the wooden stick to Gu Dan with both hands and asked thoughtfully.
