The old farmer's face was filled with bitterness: "Slay people? Let me tell you, just this donkey, often those victims suffer happily!

Think about it, the donkey is not cheap either. Since I can’t expect the government to make the decision for us, and there is no saying that killing people to pay for my life, why don’t you hurry up and bear it? At least it can make the family live a little easier!

But here comes again. Although it is only a donkey to be beaten to death, not many people have really seen these donkeys, and they were probably taken away by the officials.

Also, when someone stole money in the market at that time, no one would report to the officials, why do you think?"

Seeing that the old farmer stopped and said nothing, Zhu Zhanji immediately became interested. He sat cross-legged like Yang Shaofeng, and then urged: "Why?"

The old farmer spat and spitted, and then said, "Report to the official? How could the official sender be so good to repay him?

What are the good money, filial piety money, hemp shoes, sprinkling money, tea money, no matter what you can think of or what you can't think of, those officials and soldiers can think of it, but you have to get the money anyway.

For example, those who have been stolen money will not be reported to the official, but they often report to the official. You often lose more filial piety to the official and send him a letter than you. Where do you think you can reason about it?"

A man shouted: "You're the one who's fucking the ball! Fuck them to death!"

The old farmer slapped his thigh and said, "Yes! Fuck them to death! When Taizu's rebel against the Yuan Dynasty, there are no softies in Shandong who have diarrhea. Follow Taizu's son!"

After saying that, the old farmer simply lifted up the short collar on his body, pointed to a scar on his back and said, "See? This is what I was chopped off by those damn Yuan soldiers when I was transporting grain for Taizu.

At that time, I was smart and pretended to be dead in the crowd, but I never thought that those who were damn were nothing, and they were still fighting in the crowd of dead! I was so lucky that I was lucky!"

As if he felt that when he mentioned the disgraceful thing back then, the old farmer changed the topic and continued: "Think about what to eat and drink at that time? That is, he just tied his head around his waist and fucked them!

I still remember that there was no food at that time. My sixth son was still young at that time. He was so hungry at night that he cried. He thought he could have some food, but there was nothing wrong!

Not to mention not, even if there is one, I have to save some food. I still have to transport the food to Taizu to serve as military rations!

Think about it, if Taizu's army was not full at that time, what would it take to fight against the Yuan soldiers? Where would you live a good life now?"

Yang Shaofeng gestured to the old farmer with a thumbs up and praised: "You are always this! Pure man! Pure!"

The old farmer said proudly: "Oh! By the way! It's pure! Pure man!

Yesterday I heard that our Xiandan County Magistrate and the Crown Prince wanted us to catch locusts, so I was excited at that time!

What's wrong with the Locust God? No matter how awesome the Locust God is, can he still be as awesome as the Yuan soldiers of that year?

I was not afraid of the Yuan soldiers when I had no food or drinks back then. Now I have the reserve warehouse and Changping warehouse established by Taizu, so I am not afraid of starving to death. Why are I afraid of locust gods? I don’t believe this evil!”

Yang Shaofeng's face looked a little ugly and he called Xiandan County Magistrate in front of me? Isn't this scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk?

When she was unhappy, Yang Shaofeng said to the old farmer directly: "Did you think I look familiar?"

The old farmer looked at Yang Shaofeng back and forth a few times, smacked his mouth, which was almost toothless, and shook his head and said, "I'm not familiar. However, looking at your delicate and tender skin, you look like a student."

I heard that Xiandan County Magistrate brought dozens of students to Jimo. Could it be that you are the student of Xiandan County Magistrate?

No, now he can't be called the magistrate of the Xiandan County. He likes to catch locusts now. I heard that they were caught for food, so he should be called the magistrate of the Locusts."

Zhu Zhanji finally couldn't help it. He laughed wildly for several times before pointing at Yang Shaofeng and said, "He is the locust magistrate you mentioned!"

As soon as Zhu Zhanji finished speaking, the young and strong men around the old farmer looked at each other in a short while before they reacted. They stood up one by one, intending to salute Yang Shaofeng, but they threw the old man who had just bragged there.

The old man was also stunned. It was nothing to do with the magistrate. The people in Jimo were all good at this. I didn't hear about the magistrate, but now I bumped into the real person...

After a panic in his heart, the old man remembered the rules set by Beiyuan. He turned over and knelt on the ground, and kept kowtowing to Yang Shaofeng: "Sir, forgive me, the old man is used to talking nonsense..."

As a result, Yang Shaofeng and Zhu Zhanji were scared. The two hurriedly supported the old man and comforted the frightened old man. After a while, the old man sat back.

After waved his hand and signaling everyone else to sit down, Yang Shaofeng smiled and said to the old man: "Or why don't you call me Xiandan County Magistrate.

You know that I asked you to catch locusts to eat. If you don’t know, you thought that I would go to Jimo and plunder like the locusts crossing the border. At that time, my official voice would be stinking. Those censors would have to impeach me!"

The old man glared and said angrily: "Who dares! These young people don't know the Hongwu Great Edict, but the old man had recited the Hongwu Great Edict back then and knew the rules set by the Taizu!

What did you do in Jimo? We are not blind. If anyone dares to use this matter to impeach you, the young man will take someone to the capital to sue the emperor and seek justice for you!"

Yang Shaofeng was suddenly a little amused and crying: "Do you always know where the capital is?"

"Why don't you know?"

The old man raised his hand and pointed to the north, grinned and said, "The emperor has moved the capital to Shuntian Mansion. There are still people in our Ming Dynasty who don't know what's going on? Even if you don't know, the old man will bring people to the dog officials who impeach you and let them lead the way to Beijing!"

Seeing that the old farmer was getting worse and worse, Yang Shaofeng simply got up and patted the dust on his butt, and smiled and said, "Okay, I don't listen to you bragging here all the time. I have to go to other places to take a break?"

After saying that, Yang Shaofeng ignored the old man's bragging and other shouts, and slowly paced to other places.

Zhu Zhanji followed Yang Shaofeng, turned his head from time to time to look at Yang Shaofeng, and praised him with a stuttering voice: "Okay, you have fooled this Jimo people's hearts."

Yang Shaofeng curled his lips and said, "I'm fooling around? It's just that the people are thinking about the good things of Taizu! The mud-legged people are not stupid, but who is good to them? They know everything in their hearts and know what they know!"

After saying that, Yang Shaofeng hummed the weird tune again: "What harms the crops?"
Chapter completed!