Chapter 030: The World of Family (I)

When he arrived at a residential building, He Luqian picked up three silver ingots from the cart and threw them at the courtyard in the middle.

The silver ingot drew a perfect parabola in the night rain and fell accurately into the open courtyard in the middle of the courtyard. However, the Wujiu people were timid and afraid of things. When they heard the strange sound of the silver ingot falling to the ground, they did not dare to go out to check the situation. Furthermore, the people took it for granted that the sound of the silver ingot landing became aftermath of the battle, or the stones kicked by the master of light skills, or darts, flying thorns, locust stones, etc. Going out rashly to watch wouldn’t it take the initiative to die?

He Luqian's move to throw silver ingots scared the people of Wujiu even more, and even the breathing sound that soothes the nervousness.

Li Fengyao felt that she seemed to understand He Luqian's thoughts: "Do you want to be a knight who robs the rich and helps the poor?"

There are always no shortage of knights who rob the rich and help the poor in the martial arts world. Similar cases are common in the records of ghosts, Buddhists and Taoists.

If the two capitals and thirteen states are regarded as a game of chess, almost every year there will be high-ranking officials and nobles, and powerful households suddenly stolen countless gold and silver. Then, some chivalrous knights carried the stolen money, first rescued their own pockets of poverty, and then sprinkled money all over the city to share happiness with the local people.

The head of the Iron Gun Society, rumored that when he was young, he was a young hero who was accustomed to robbing the rich and helping the poor. It is said that when he was over 20 years old, he relied on a iron gun to rampage Jeju, robbed the wealth and helping the poor and helped the poor, and chose two counterfeit houses. In the end, the head of the Iron Gun Society angered the entire Jeju circle and had to cross mountains and rivers to Changzhou, the southern part of the country to establish the Iron Gun Society.

etc.

He Luqian has no hobby of robbing the rich and helping the poor.

The knight's stealing style of robbing the rich and helping the poor is inconsistent with He Luqian's philosophy.

The reason for rejecting the stealing and robbing the rich and helping the poor is not because He Luqian sits with the rich and powerful. On the contrary, He Luqian only advocates the institutional robbing the rich and helping the poor. Easing policies such as imposing special taxes on high-income people, and fierce policies such as the early land revolution of the Earth Republic. Compared with the institutional robbing the rich and helping the poor, the stealing and robbing the rich and helping the poor is at most a way to stop the boiling, which does not help solve the most fundamental problem.

The custom of knights robbing the rich and helping the poor is calculated at least for a hundred years. Has the world changed a little?

The answer is no.

Therefore, He Luqian was too lazy to do these useless work.

It’s meaningless to rob the rich and help the poor, it’s better not to do it.

Tonight's money spent in the city seems to be a robbery of the rich and helping the poor, but in essence it is just a sluggish strategy for Wujiu branch.

First of all, the people have obtained gold and silver, and their butts must have sat opposite the branch of Wujiu, gloatingly weakening the reputation of the Iron Spear Club.

Secondly, the operation of any organization cannot be separated from financial planning. The Iron Gun Association is not a certain political party with a firm will. It has copied its vault. Even if a few leaders gather a group of core members tomorrow, it is difficult to drive the relevant forces to pay for the Iron Gun Association to run out of their own pocket.

Finally, if the remnants of Wujiu branch and the prefect of Wujiu County wanted to recover 200 kilograms of gold and silver from the people, the public opinion of Wujiu people would definitely explode instantly. Even if the arms could not be too strong to end up fighting, the angry people could still make the iron spear and Wujiu County Mansion a headache for a long time, and in the end there was no time for the whole city to search He Luqian.

This is He Luqian's ultimate goal.

But these ideas are complicated to explain and may not be accepted by Li Fengyao calmly. He Luqian pondered for a moment, but simply did not directly deny Li Fengyao's speculation and said with a smile: "Wujiu County is lively and lively, so that we can buy time for us."

He Luqian walked along the long street, walking all the way, and spending money all the way.

The gold and silver were soared that only about thirty or fifty kilograms were left. Finally, a brave man discovered the pieces of gold and silver in the courtyard and realized that a certain knight was playing the game of robbing the rich and helping the poor.

The gold and silver pieces thrown by He Luqian are the lightest and one or two taels. If you are lucky enough to pick up gold or large silver ingots, the unexpected harvest tonight may even be better than the hard work of ordinary people in the year of hard work. The magic of money is amazing, and soon someone will risk being accidentally injured by the fight in the martial arts world and boldly light up the torches and look for gold and silver ingots all over the yard.

People are never stupid in the face of interests. Thinking of the game of knights robbing the wealth and helping the poor, it is impossible to limit one courtyard to one courtyard. Some greedy people who have picked up their own courtyards blazed over the wall and broke into the courtyard of the next house, using their time to take away the wealth that should belong to their neighbors. The people who were slow to go out were shocked to find that their wealth from heaven had been stolen by their neighbors. They were so angry that they almost fainted and fell to the ground. They picked up the iron shovel in anger and wanted to fight with their neighbors.

Wait, one farce after another.

The streets He Luqian walked by quickly became noisy and noisy.

Not only did He Luqian urged the people of all walks of life to be content, but instead poured the remaining gold and silver directly onto the streets, adding fuel to the fire, shouting loudly: "Do you want the treasure of the Iron Gun Club? The Iron Gun Club's vault has been smashed open by me, and there are gold, silver, jewelry, jade, and beautiful silk everywhere. If you want it, go and get it."

The people of Wujiu did not disappoint He Luqian's expectations. He Luqian shouted on the long street. Those who were greedy and those who were not satisfied with the game of robbing the rich and helping the poor pushed the door out and rushed towards the Wujiu branch regardless of the rudder.

But there was a real prelude to the game of robbing the rich and helping the poor just now. Even if He Luqian said all lies, they had to verify it before they could be content. If it was true, wouldn’t it be a missed opportunity to get rich overnight?

It's true or false.

The first group of people who rushed to the Wujiu branch, crossed the more than 20 corpses that were distributed in a mess, and soon broke into the wing rooms, the main living room, and the warehouse vault like a tide. The second group of people who saw the seniors returning home all the time, cheered at the same time: "Give it a minute, let it a minute."

The cheers in front were the best inspirational language. The people following behind and the people who were slightly far away were all in a madness of opening warehouses and releasing grains, rushing to the Wujiu branch. He Luqian even saw a young woman not even dressed in a neat manner, showing her bright bellyband and long white legs, and ran forward in a cold rainy night regardless of her image.

The mad atmosphere spreads forward like waves, and more and more people are participating in this opening and grain-release activity.

Half of Wujiu County City was in full bloom.

He Luqian had already taken off his bloody coat and changed into a spare clothes that was no different from ordinary people. The noisy crowd running on the long street were sprinting towards the Wujiu branch. At this time, no one was in the mood to pay attention to who He Luqian was who he met halfway through. In the noisy background music, He Luqian quietly stayed away from the crazy crowd. Until he walked to a relatively remote street, He Luqian smiled and said to Li Fengyao, "Is it lively?"

Li Fengyao was already shocked by He Luqian's sharp operation. Li Fengyao was born in a small county town with no sense of existence, lived in a small county town with no sense of existence, and died in the strict order of Ningjin Chen family. He had never seen such noisy and crazy tonight. After a long time, Li Fengyao came back to her senses: "It's so crazy."

Li Fengyao was immersed inexplicable emotions and followed He Luqian silently for a while. Suddenly, she woke up and said, "Hey, this is not the way back to the secret passage, right?"

He Luqian nodded: "Of course not."

Li Fengyao was confused: "Where are we going?"

He Luqian: "Go to the county government, I want to verify some conjectures."

The first round of killings in the Zhu family's courtyard to the second round of killings in the Wujiu branch, a long time has passed. Even if the efficiency of the imperial court is poor, when the Wujiu branch is in chaos, He Luqian feels that they should have reacted. But the reality is very strange, He Luqian has not seen the official figure.

The yamen runners who usually symbolize national laws have all disappeared tonight without a trace. Perhaps some yamen runners and county soldiers have participated in the war in the name of iron spear disciples, but they are wearing official uniforms and military uniforms, representing the county prefect's office or the will of the court, but they have not appeared for a long time.

In front, the people did not dare to watch, and behind, the government pretended to be dead in silence. The killing tonight seemed to be just a personal grudge between He Luqian and the Iron Gun Club.

What does the county prefect mean?

A summary of recent reading gains, He Luqian already had a guess in his mind.

But what is the actual situation needs to be verified.

When He Lu Qianyan walked to the county prefect's mansion, the iron gate was closed like a shop or a house. Five Iron Guns and Gangs were suspected to be ruthlessly turned away by the county prefect. He listened to the loud voices of the five Iron Guns and Gangs. It was obvious that not only were there people in the county prefect's mansion, but they were all deliberately hiding behind the iron gate.

There was a slight noise, and the clear voice of an official from behind the iron gate: "Have the other party left?"

A member of the Iron Gun Association replied urgently: "I'm leaving, I'm definitely leaving."

Another Iron Gun Association member asked for help: "Prefect, the rioters have begun to loot Wujiudu. You should send troops to expel them. If you are too late, it will be too late."

The official behind the Iron Gate seemed to be a little moved: "Are you sure the other party has left?"

The gang members were about to answer for affirmatively, but suddenly they saw He Luqian walking in the distance. The gang members did not even dare to carefully confirm whether the visitor was He Luqian. They were immediately scared and lost their souls: "The murderer is here, brothers, run away."

The other four gang members were not brave enough to run to He Luqian to identify the real and fake, and fled to the other end of the long street in a mess. One of the gang members was so anxious that they could not even tell the difference between the north and south, and hit the wall with a bang. Even so, he still struggled to get up like a flies, covering his forehead and running forward.

The officials behind the Iron Gate suddenly lost their voices.

After more than ten seconds of silence, officials' compromises came from behind the Iron Gate: "The court had a system that unless you commit a crime of rebellion or wantonly slaughtering local people, there will be grudges in the world. This hero, our county magistrate Jiang Gong, is a lay Buddhist in Qingliang Temple in Wujun. Please give me a thin face and don't involve your grudges with Iron Gun Club in the county."

He Luqian was stunned.

Give a thin portion?

Is I giving the county prefect a thin portion?

He Luqian couldn't help laughing.

This world is really interesting.

The dignified official government is as weak as recorded in various books.

It would be fine if the prefect of Xuanchuan did not dare to offend the Chen family of Ningjin, but the prefect of Wujiu did not even dare to interfere in the struggles in the world, and even asked a murderer in public to give him a slander.

The counties in the dynasty are equivalent to prefecture-level cities on the earth.

Moreover, the administrative area of ​​the county is generally wider than that of the prefecture-level cities on earth.

As the top leader in controlling the civil servants and generals of a county, the county prefect was so miserable that he begged He Luqian to give him a thin face.

It's so funny.
Chapter completed!