Amid the cheers of the people along the way, Zhao Huan entered the Chengdu government office and saw rows of people kneeling on the ground. Not long before them, they were lying on the ground with blood on their buttocks, and they were obviously being punished.

Although he came from later generations, he knew that this was not the time to abolish corporal punishment. Although he had seen it, he did not speak.

The prefect Zeng Shi came forward and gave him another great salute. Zhao Huan comforted him a few words, and then asked him, "What crime did these people commit? They were beaten like this."

At that time, his face was fair, his body was very neat and his face was full of competent appearance.

Hearing the emperor's question, he hurriedly replied: "Some of these people cannot pay taxes, some of them abuse the court and insult the gentry. In addition, they are selling private salt."

Zhao Huan felt heavy in his heart. Didn’t the picture in front of him see it in some black and white movies?

Differently, he is now the general representative of the so-called bureaucratic landlord class.

He wanted to scold Zeng Shi for a few words, but he did not do anything wrong. But he agreed with his move, but he was a little unfavorable.

He had to say, "The people also have troubles, let them go."

However, Zeng Shi was so stern and replied: "Your Majesty, I will naturally follow the laws of the court. Although Your Majesty is kind, he must not destroy the laws of the court."

In the eyes of the officials of the Song Dynasty, such confrontation was not particularly excessive. Not only did Zeng Shi's expression go as usual, but even Zhao Kai and other officials watching remained unchanged.

Zhao Huan was slightly stunned, suppressed his anger and smiled and said, "You are right. Since that's the case, I sent out the money from the treasury and paid the tax on them. How about it?"

Zeng Shi bowed and said, "Your Majesty is kind, what else can I say? But the wind cannot be long. If all the people in the world are like this, how much internal stakes can Your Majesty send out?"

Zhao Huan had no choice but to nod and ordered people to send out the people who could not pay the tax, and then ordered people to make up for their tax arrears. Then he did not do it.

Seeing the people leaving in tears, Zhao Huan was also in a heavy mood.

The Song Dynasty and the scholars and officials ruled the world together, and the interests of the royal family and officials were closely connected. Ninety percent of the country's land was concentrated in the hands of two or three percent of the officials, gentry and landlords, but they refused to pay more taxes to solve the problems of the country, but they still put a heavy burden on the people.

At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Southern Song Dynasty, peasant uprisings broke out one after another. If the national war had not diverted the vision of the world, it would be difficult to predict how the situation would develop.

Most of the people were released, but some of them were still kneeling on the ground and not released.

Zhao Huan looked at them a few times, but saw that they were full of rebellious expressions on their faces. They were all sturdy. Although they were forced to be pressed to the ground, they all raised their heads high and refused to obey.

But they might not have thought that the emperor would appear in front of him, and when he tried to make a look of indifferent, he also felt a little uneasy.

In this era, even if the officials were killed and rebelled, few people would directly target the emperor.

Zhao Huanyin asked: "Are they all criminals selling private salt?"

Zeng Shi replied: "That's right. These people are so brave. More than a dozen people gathered together to sell private salt. My ministers sent troops to capture them all. However, this group of people is very strong and does not accept their crimes. According to the law, they should be executed."

However, this group of people was really strong. He heard that Zeng Shi wanted to execute them, but no one was willing to beg for mercy. The leader had a blue face, which was obviously extremely dissatisfied.

If the emperor hadn't been here, these people would have cursed.

Zhao Huan knew in his heart that Song Lu was extremely tolerant of scholars and officials, but he also had extremely strict attitudes towards ordinary people. Those who sold more than 20 kilograms of private salt could be sentenced to death.

However, the law is ruthless, and several emperors are still polite and kind. Otherwise, more than 10,000 people would have sold more than 20 kilograms of salt during the Qingli period alone, and they were killed, but they were really bloody.

Because of this, those who sell private salt like this are mostly exiled. These men in front of them are obviously hoisted and hoisted meat with their heads on the palm of their hands. They are not afraid of being executed, let alone exiled. Therefore, Zeng Shi said that they could not scare them.

"What's your name? Where's the person?"

Zhao Huan was not fiercely ruthless by the other party's bad attitude, but was calm and asked the strong man kneeling in front of him.

The strong man's hair was messy and he had not been combed. His beard suddenly rose on his cheeks and his face looked like black charcoal. Zhao Huan looked at him carefully, but he couldn't help but praise: "What a man."

The man had made up his mind to kill and cut him freely, and would never beg for mercy or speak.

Just watching Zhao Huan sit in front of him and smiled and asked for his name, it was difficult to keep his original proposal.

He coughed twice and finally replied: "The official family, the surname is Wang and the name is Jing, and the family of Haizhou."

"oh?"

Zhao Huan was also from Haizhou in his previous life, but he said to him in Haizhou dialect: "Then why did you sell private salt here?"

Wang Jing was shocked, almost jumped up and said to him: "How can the official family speak the dialect of villains?"

When Zhao Huan heard the local accent, he was happy, but he turned his official language again and said with a smile: "When I was in the Five Kingdoms, I chatted with Uncle Zhang day and night. He was in Haizhou for many years and sometimes he had an accent, but I learned a few words to relieve my boredom."

He could not bear it for a moment, but Wang Jing showed joy and shouted: "It turns out that Lord Zhang is still alive, cough! If I had known this, I would not do this business, so as not to embarrass him."

Zhang Shuye should have died on the way to the north, but somehow he was not dead. Zhao Huan knew that he was a famous minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, and he often chatted with him in his spare time, but he also benefited a lot.

Seeing that these people were all excited, they asked, "Are you his old subordinates?"

Wang Jing's original violent expression gradually faded away, and he showed a hint of shame. He replied: "We were originally robbers, and we were rampant everywhere, no one could control them. Later, under the leadership of Brother Song, he went to attack Haizhou, but was captured by Lord Zhang using a trick. Brother Song and we both surrendered. He thought that he could still fight for wealth again. After a few years, Lord Zhang could not protect himself and stopped being a pacifier. He went to the court to become an official, but was arrested by the Jurchens. We were not officers and soldiers at first, but who was still in charge of this at that time? He was tired of fighting in war. It would be better to be robbers and try to have a good time."

Zhao Huan didn't care at first, but when he heard what he said, "Brother Song", his heart moved.

He hurriedly asked, "Is Brother Song you mentioned called Song Jiang?"

Wang Jing replied: "That's right. It turns out that the officials have also heard of him."

Zeng Shi snorted coldly from the side and said, "Song Jiangxiao gathered thirty-six thieves and ran around the capital. Liangshanpo is only a few hundred miles away from Tokyo. The court is deeply worried and is known to Fang La. How could Your Majesty not know?"

Zhao Huan was very interested in this heroic leader of Liangshan who was famous in later generations and even more famous than him. He immediately ignored Zeng Shi and asked Wang Jing again: "Where is Song Jiang now, and where are Lin Chong, Hua Rong, Li Kui and others?"

He rubbed his hands repeatedly and thought to himself: "If all the heroes of Liangshan are here and they will be recruited to become generals, it will be good."

But Wang Jing said in surprise: "Brother Song is already old, but Lin Chong, Huarong and others have never heard of it."

Zhao Huan repeatedly called it a pity, and Song Jiang was very unwilling to care about his life or death. This man was born to be a big brother, could he give him the position? However, Lin Chong, Huarong and others were all unworthy of the romance of thousands of men. It seems that the novelist's words are not trustworthy.

Now he asked the whereabouts of the other leaders, and then he realized that Song Jiang was originally surrendered by Zhang Shuye, but he also brought some people to rebel again. He was captured by the famous Western Army general Zhe Kecun and killed him. He was a hero.

Shi Jin rebelled in Xingzhou in the first year of Jianyan, proclaimed himself emperor and was killed.

The other Yang Zhi, Zhang Heng and others were mostly unrelated to Song Jiang, either lower-level officers of the Song army or thieves from other departments, and were imposed on Song Jiang's subordinates in later generations.

After he asked, although he felt a pity, he also felt a wonderful feeling of being in history and reality.

After staying for a while, he said to Wang Jing: "Since you have been with the army, you should stop these illegal transactions. I think you are a man. You are a man and working in the Jingyuan Army and working as a military academy can be considered a formal birth."

The emperor personally accepted the thieves, and all the thieves were excited. They kowtowed and agreed one by one. But a few of the strong men who were still gritting their teeth just now couldn't help but burst into tears.

After all, Wang Jing's strong point was finally strong. After thanking the emperor for his great kindness, he still lay on the crack of the ground and said to Zhao Huan: "Officials, after hearing what the common people say, the tax is so heavy now. We also know that the court wants to fight with the Jin people, but the people really can't survive. The little man sells salt and knows that it is a loss of money from the government, but if there are no villains, many people can't afford salt and their bodies will be swollen. The villain goes from Haizhou to Jingxiang and Sichuan, and there are hungry people everywhere. If there is no rectification, it will be obvious that chaos will begin."

Zeng Shi stepped forward and shouted, "Shut up, you are a thief, what do you know, and you dare to talk nonsense in front of His Majesty."

Zhao Huan's face was gloomy and he said slowly: "People in the countryside often hit the nail on the head."
Chapter completed!