You can't give in, you must never give in.

The entire county government office is already full of people and is very lively.

Thousands of people burst into tears, and they all bowed to the ground, and their clothes were covered with tears.

A few days ago, Mr. Fang, who was still ill, knelt in front of him and cried to Ouyang Zhi.

"Mr. Qingtian, you have to make the decision for us. From last year to this year, our county has paid taxes enthusiastically. No one has spent all their money... In order to build this road, our county has borrowed nearly 200,000 taels of silver... But now, this road is cheaper now. Master. How can this reason be in this world..."

"Your Majesty...you have to make the decision."

Everyone cried.

Life is no longer possible.

Ouyang Zhi's face...is silent.

His silence made the terrified person who was once terrified, but now he has some confidence inexplicably.

When the county master saw this, he was a person who planned and moved before he could move. He looked at his unchanging appearance while Mount Tai collapsed.

Ouyang Zhi said slowly: "This matter is difficult and easy. It is easy to say it. I am the official of the other county affairs only for parents and cannot interfere with it. But how can I not know about your grievances? Since this is the case, then... I might as well... I will report to you with you and ask Your Majesty to be the decision."

A song was played together...

Think about it carefully.

There is indeed nothing wrong.

After all, the two counties of Zhuozhou are not under the jurisdiction of Ouyang County Zun. Even if you want to manage them, it will be beyond your reach.

This matter really requires the court to uphold justice.

Everyone whispered.

"I heard that this county magistrate once accompanied His Majesty and was highly appreciated by His Majesty. Since he made the emperor take charge, he must have confidence."

"That's all right now."

Old Master Fang bowed down and said nothing, "Since that's the case, how should the county magistrate report?"

Ouyang Zhi was silent for a long time before saying: "Since there is injustice, one should be injustice and complain, and one should cry and blood."

“…”

The group of people finally dispersed slowly.

Old Mrs. Fang was helped out of the county government and couldn't help sucking her fingers. There was still residual blood on her fingers.

He came out swayingly, but outside, Zhou Wu and others had already stepped forward and bowed: "What do you say to the old man?"

Old Master Fang exchanged a wink with other gentry.

Although they usually claim that they are inherited from poetry and books, they are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and they cry bitterly when they come to Ouyang Zhi, but at this time, everyone exchanged glances. Old Master Fang had no expression on his face, and his eyes flashed with something, and he said lightly: "How can you say it, what else can you say? There are no people from other counties on this road!"

Zhou Wu didn't say anything, and took off his shirt during this cold day, revealing his bulging muscles. The farmer next to him handed him a long stick. He pointed at the long stick and shouted: "Blow him!"

Then, the crowds surged, and they all raised their arms: "I'll fight."

...

Armed fight...

It is almost a traditional movement in clan society. Each village has a surname, for a source of water, for a piece of land, or even as a family member, to give a breath to the woman he married. Any reason may cause the whole village, surname, or even the people of a village to mobilize, take out various weapons and bleed to fight their lives.

This is a tradition that has been passed through since the Qin and Han dynasties. With a call, countless people responded.

What's more, this time it's for the road that can bring countless wealth. It's 250,000 taels. If you don't work hard, you can still raise your head in the future. Can you be a human being?

On the asphalt road, the first thing that was opened was not a carriage, but a slap of people, holding sticks, rushed up the road like crazy.

It's very comfortable to step on...

This is ours!

People with fangs and claws are roughly wise in the way of soldiers and horses. There must be people on the road, and there must be someone to protect the forests on both sides of the road...

Thousands of people were moved and bit their teeth...

…………

The fast horse of the Jinyiwei arrived at the Beizhen Prefecture Department like crazy.

Mou Bin was frightened and was about to enter the palace like crazy.

In the Daming Palace, there is another scene.

At this time, Emperor Hongzhi was holding a desk with his forehand, and his fingers hit him, making rhythmic giggles. His eyes looked at somewhere in a daze, looking thoughtful.

On the desk, there are stacks of memorials, which are impeachment memorials sent to the palace in the past few days.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed.

Sure enough... it's still here.

Behind these countless impeachment memorials, the quotations and classics, aren’t they fear?

Ouyang Zhi's reform in Dingxing County may one day be promoted, and may harm their families.

At the same time, Shilin was already in a state of turmoil and complained.

Emperor Hongzhi was not unaware of these things.

What he suffered was... Wang Ao, the master who taught himself how to implement benevolent politics, became an important backbone who opposed him.

Emperor Hongzhi rubbed his temples, revealing a look of pain.

How difficult is reform?

Where can you change overnight?

Only by being wise and brave can success be achieved.

He is soft-hearted and it is rare to persevere until now.

However... Emperor Hongzhi thought of the emperor's grandson in his mind. Although he was in pain on his face, in the end... his sudden eyes opened, his eyes were flowing, but he seemed extremely firm, and he said, "All these memorials will be preserved."

"Yes." The eunuch beside him nodded with his eyes down.

"Summon the prince and Jifan into the palace." Emperor Hongzhi sighed again, and then murmured: "I want to find someone to talk to me."

…………

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan arrived without stopping.

Actually, they wanted to come.

Fang Jifan was a vengeful person.

It’s so great that he was scolded so badly? Now when he sees scholars, his eyes get angry. No matter how good his cultivation is, he can’t suppress his little temper.

The two of them saluted when they met Emperor Hongzhi.

Emperor Hongzhi stood up and said with his hands behind his back: "Let's go?"

Fang Jifan and Zhu Houzhao looked at each other and felt a little guilty.

This reaction...

What's wrong?

So Fang Jifan laughed dryly and said, "Your Majesty... May I ask, Your Majesty... But has Your Highness the Crown Prince unhappy you again?"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly felt that someone had stabbed his back hard.

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head and said, "It is normal for people to have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. The prince is my son. What am I angry with him?"

"..." Fang Jifan was bored and could only smile awkwardly, but he felt relieved. His Majesty could even forgive the prince, so... I think he should be safe, so he hurriedly said: "My son is dead."

Emperor Hongzhi silently led the two of them to walk a few steps, and suddenly said, "Prince..."

Zhu Houzhao stepped forward and hurriedly said, "My son is here."

Emperor Hongzhi said lightly: "What's wrong with your car that moves?"

"I'm still studying. There are a few problems that have not been solved, but... I've already got some insights." Zhu Houzhao said of his car and immediately showed a look of pride: "The steel is still a little worse now. I've been constantly testing the steel these days. If it can be done, it will be appropriate. There is also a lathe..."

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi nodded with a smile.

In fact, he is not very interested in moving cars...

So what if you move?

I think it's just a fun and kind intention.

But Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhu Houzhao who was so happy that he wanted to explain the steam locomotive, his eyes were slightly red and his eyes were a little wet.

"Father, what's wrong with you? Mother scolds you?" Zhu Houzhao noticed his father's unusualness and couldn't help but jump up excitedly.

Fang Jifan: "..."

Emperor Hongzhi sniffed and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Fang Jifan hurriedly said, "Your Highness, don't talk nonsense, Your Majesty... just got blown by the wind and sand."
To be continued...