Chapter 511 The matter is resolved
"What the uncle said is true."
After the uncle Zhu Shouren finished speaking, Zhu Ping'an nodded slightly, with a look of approval, and then turned to Feng Hushu Said, "You can't write red characters in one stroke. My uncle and I are from the same family, how can we try to seize my family's property? Feng Hushu, please don't hurt the uncle with your words."
Hearing this, the uncle straightened up even more, and felt relieved. Burden, a little complacent, and praised his ability to adapt to changes. If I had known it was this easy, I wouldn't have had to sneak away just now.
As a human being, you should take a long-term view, and my uncle deeply agrees with this.
Now, the uncle is no longer worried about the land, but is focusing on the upcoming college examination. At this time, Xie'er was already a sixth-rank official and the number one scholar. If Xie'er came forward to say hello to the superiors, it would be much more convenient than asking Mr. Liu to go around the corner.
When I thought of this, the uncle seemed to have seen the scholar's fame flying towards him, and he had a smile on his face.
"Sir, everything Xiang Sheng said is true." Feng Hushu raised his head, excited.
"That's enough. What I say is unfounded. How can I, Zhu Pingan, be a person who only listens to and believes in partial beliefs? Don't say any more." Zhu Pingan shook his head and reached out to stop Feng Hushu's explanation, with a look on his face. Somewhat angry, Zhu Ping'an increased his tone when he said that his words were unfounded.
"What Xie'er said is true. Our Zhu family is also a family that cultivates poetry and books. As the Master said, we are gentle, kind, respectful, frugal and generous. Our Zhu family is also an example of going down the river." Uncle Zhu Shouren touched. He held his short beard on his chin and spoke in a measured tone.
Feng Hushu's mood was a little broken. He was telling the truth. Why didn't Mr. Zhu believe it? ! Moreover, today’s matter of measuring the land and even talking about taxation is really not something I came up with on my own. It was really your uncle who came to me first and took thirty taels of silver, which led to what happened today.
If I fight this alone, it will definitely not be as good as two people doing it together.
Are you saying anything?
The words are unfounded
Hey, I think about it, I have evidence, I have evidence Master Zhu, Feng Hushu suddenly remembered something, and suddenly became excited again, I If there was evidence, he then reached out and groped in his sleeves, and then took out a piece of paper with writing and fingerprints on it.
"Sir, I have evidence, please take a look." Feng Hushu unfolded the paper with both hands and raised it.
"A written document was actually established?"
Zhu Ping'an seemed a little surprised, his voice raised a bit, and then he glanced at his uncle without leaving any trace. Then, he set his eyes on the document and glanced at it. The entire content of the document came into Zhu Pingan's eyes.
"The Deed is a Covenant"
Now Zhu Shouren of Xiahe made a contract as a covenant, in order to ask Brother Feng Wei of the Huaining County Yamen to go to Xiahe the next day to measure the land of his second brother's family to help with the land production. Regarding the transfer of ownership, there is no repayment. I voluntarily pay twenty taels of silver and sign a contract as a witness. I can't say anything. I will never look back.
The person who made the covenant: Zhu Shouren and Feng Weizhong met: Tang Deji
On the 24th day of the 4th month of the 31st year of Jiajing
Zhu Pingan glanced at the document, not even for a second, it was just As soon as I glanced at it, I saw a dark shadow flashing past, carrying a gust of wind. , and then saw his uncle Zhu Shouren rushing over like a tiger descending from the mountain. Without saying a word, he snatched the entire document from Feng Hushu's hand, then tore it in half, then stuffed it into his mouth without any hesitation, and slapped it three times Wu divided 2 took a few bites and swallowed it into his stomach with a slurping sound.
At this moment, the uncle seemed to be possessed by Liu Xiang, with strong skills and quick movements, grabbing, tearing, biting and swallowing, all in one go and smoothly.
Feng Hushu, who was holding the receipt, felt a gust of wind blowing by. When he raised his head again, the receipt in his hand had already gone into the uncle's stomach.
The surrounding villagers were all dumbfounded.
Zhu Ping watched quietly as his uncle tore up the documents and swallowed them in his stomach, with a smile on his face. His goal had been achieved.
At this time, no paper is better than paper.
"Gudong. That's nonsense. I don't know where to find the paper to deceive my pig. How can I just sit back and do nothing, hum." After the uncle swallowed the note in his stomach, he stretched out his hand in excitement. Pointing at Feng Hushu, he was filled with indignation.
"You" Feng Hushu pointed at his uncle. He almost wanted to take off his shoes and go up and slap him. There is such a shameless person. When he came to me yesterday, he nodded and bowed like a grandson.
"What are you doing? Did you just call your sister-in-law a village woman?!" Uncle Zhu Shouren once again pointed his finger at Feng Hushu indignantly, as if he couldn't stand it anymore, "Facing a sixth-grade Anren, don't you? It’s just a salute, but she is still called a village woman.”
“I”
Feng Hushu is like a husky at this moment. If this matter is found out, it will be life-threatening. .
"What are you, are you?" Uncle Zhu Shouren held on tightly.
At this moment, Feng Hushu almost had the urge to feed Zhu Shouren some food, but after noticing Zhu Ping'an's scrutinizing eyes, he didn't care whether he wrote or not, and walked up to Mr. Chen in three or two steps. Start kowtow and confess.
"Hang Sheng was blind and offended Madam. Madam, please forgive me. Xiang Sheng made a mistake." Feng Hushu kowtowed and admitted his mistake.
“I can’t bear it.” Mother Chen avoided it.
Uncle Zhu Shouren saw that Feng Hushu was busy kowtowing to admit his mistakes, and a smile appeared on his face, as if Feng Hushu was kowtowing to him and admitting his mistakes. He was very proud of his ability to adapt to changes. Just rely on his ability. , if it were placed in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, he would have to be a strategist after all.
Just when the uncle was feeling complacent, he felt a pain in his back. He turned around and saw his father, Mr. Zhu, angrily holding a newly broken stick and glaring at him.
Uncle "Dad" shrank his head.
"Dad, what the hell, I don't have a bad boy like you!" Mr. Zhu was furious and raised his stick to greet Zhu Shouren.
"Old man, what are you doing?" Grandma Mrs. Zhu felt distressed and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
The uncle took advantage of the situation and ran behind Mrs. Zhu, hiding from Mr. Zhu’s stick in a panic. Mr. Zhu was chasing after her, and he used two sticks when he caught the opportunity.
Mrs. Zhu cried out in distress.
While dodging in embarrassment, uncle Zhu Shouren ran out of the crowd, with Mr. Zhu hot on his heels.
"The county magistrate is here."
Someone came not far away to remind him. Soon, the magistrate was seen riding a horse and following several government servants.
"The county magistrate has come from afar, and I hope you will forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar." Zhu Ping'an smiled and greeted him with his hands, "I have prepared coarse tea and thin wine in my humble house, and I hope you won't dislike it. ”
“How? Dare, how dare, my lord has defeated Xianguan. I am very happy to hear that Lord Zhu has returned safely. Ping An saluted and exchanged pleasantries.
After chatting for a while, Zhu Pingan welcomed the magistrate to his home.
The people in the village dispersed.
About an hour and a half later, someone saw Zhu Ping'an and the magistrate coming out of their homes with smiles on their faces, as if they were having a good conversation.
Zhu Pingan put the magistrate on his horse and watched the magistrate and his party leave.
Feng Hushu, who left with him, looked pale and seemed to have no muscles and bones, like a dead fish. (End of this chapter)