Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 429: Methods, not means

In fact, what happened yesterday was very tricky. No matter what the circumstances, it was against the rules for him to be killed in any way before the county magistrate was stripped of his official position.

So Xia Lin has to deal with this matter.

After sleeping for twenty hours straight, the first thing he did when he woke up was to issue a wanted order, offering a reward of twenty cents for the person who killed the suspect. Then, because of his own poor supervision, he was issued a relevant responsibility determination letter, and the first person responsible was naturally himself, and he should be severely punished!
Therefore, according to relevant regulations, those who fail to perform supervision properly shall be sentenced to a fine of three months to one year's salary, and will be held accountable depending on the severity of the circumstances. Xia Lin gave himself the maximum sentence and was fined one year's salary.

The second person responsible, Wu Shihuo, was fined half a year's salary, but because he was incompetent in managing his subordinates, he was fined an additional half a year. In other words, Wu Shihuo was also fined a year's salary.

As for who killed the county magistrate and other suspects, we will have to wait until the later stage to find out. But how to find out? The scene was too chaotic at that time. Xia Lin saw nothing, including the warrior's wok. The soldiers present also dozed off. In addition, there were no survivors left. This case will most likely become an unsolved case.

But this matter should be dealt with separately. Once the responsibility is pursued, the previous case must naturally be closed and disposed of as well.

"The former county magistrate took advantage of his position to collude with the bandits to occupy land and illegally amass wealth. It has now been found that a group of villagers have amassed nearly one million yuan in wealth over the years and have amassed tens of thousands of acres of land. The current disposal is as follows: those who are listed in the account list and have been deprived of land will have their land redistributed according to the land register. If they cannot be found or have been destroyed by the bandits, their land will be redistributed to other people.

Those who lost their land will be compensated according to the number of years, at a rate of seven taels of silver per person per year. If a family member has a child who died or was disabled due to persecution, they should fill out this form and submit it to the government for review.

Xia Lin took out a form and placed it in front of him. He then pointed to a long table next to him. Behind the table sat a scholar-like man. "There are people here to help you fill in the information. Fill in as much as you can. If you fill in too much or fill in randomly, you will be sentenced to three thousand in prison once verified. You can supervise yourselves. If you find anything untrue, you can report it to the government. Once verified, all illegal gains will belong to the reporter."

"Let's get started." Xia Lin turned his head and said to Wu Shihuo, "Master Wu, I'm afraid you'll have to work hard these days. Take care of the land withdrawal issue and don't let anyone cheat you or swallow up the money. When I come back from Xuzhou, I'll still pass by here."

Wu Shi Huo nodded hurriedly. Xia Lin almost made this old man suffer from a mental illness. Now he agreed to whatever Xia Lin said. Wu Shi Huo actually had the idea of ​​retiring. He had been thinking about it for a long time. He really couldn't keep up with the times. He couldn't rely on his family's ability to stay on top. It would be better to retire while the world was still stable. At least he could leave a good reputation.

There were crowds of people coming to register, and some of them couldn't help but burst into tears when they talked about their situations. The scene was very shocking.

Who doesn't know that these fields and money were bought with the lives of their relatives? Some are the lives of parents, some are the lives of wives and children, and some are even the lives of their own children. This should have been a good thing, but the whole scene did not look happy at all.

Xia Lin leaned his hands on the table, looking at the smoke and dust rolling below. No one knew what he was thinking, but they only knew that his eyes were like an eagle's, full of murderous intent.

The warrior Huo glanced sideways and was inevitably shocked. He had also worked in the army when he was young, but he had rarely seen people with such murderous aura. Those generals or green forest knights mostly relied on blowing their beards, glaring and shouting loudly to make themselves look more scary.

But the young man in front of him was really scary. One could sense a murderous aura from afar, as if a sword that could cut through iron like mud had already been unsheathed.

After a long while, Xia Lin retracted his gaze, and with a kind smile on his face, he bowed to Wu Shihuo and said, "Master Wu, I will leave first. I have something important to do."

"Then I will not see you off."

"Master Wu is busy, so there is no need to worry."

After saying this, Xia Lin turned around and walked out of the gate of the yamen. As soon as he walked out, the people who had been crowded together silently made way for him, just like the Red Sea being parted in the Book of Exodus.

Everyone kept silent, just watching Xia Lin's figure slowly walking away. If at this moment Xia Lin raised his right hand and shouted "Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers born with a special kind of blood?", the trajectory of the entire world would probably take another turn.

He set off after getting back on the carriage, and when he looked back, he saw countless people following his carriage and silently seeing him off. There was no sentimental dialogue, just a sea of ​​heads following behind, and the scene was horrifying.

Xiao Douya lifted the curtain and took a look before quickly putting it down. She even couldn't help but shiver: "How scary..."

"What's scary?"

“Those people are scary.”

"Is it scary?" Xia Lin opened the water gourd and took a sip: "Look back carefully, those are just people chasing the light in the dark."

"Are you Guang? Hahaha, you're so crazy."

"I am not the light, but in their eyes, they think I am the light." Xia Lin raised his head and paused for a while: "And you are the dark clouds covering their sky."

"Don't get involved with me."

"You should be there." Xia Lin clasped his hands on his legs, half-closed his eyes and stopped talking.

After a long time, Xiao Douya lifted the curtain again and saw that there was no one behind the carriage. Only a group of foreign soldiers on horseback were left following the carriage. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you thinking about? Why do you seem unhappy?" "You can't do anything about it, but you just can't bear to see the suffering of the world."

Xia Lin pursed his lips. Xiao Douya could even see that his eyes were red. This was something new. She had seen him being smooth-talking, sneaky and scoundrel, but she had never seen him so compassionate.

"Are you serious? It's so painful?"

Xia Lin didn't say anything, but patted Xiao Douya's head, chuckled, and then sighed: "When you listen to history as history, you just think it's interesting. But when you are in it, you can see that history is actually the joys and sorrows of countless insignificant people. You and I are just a drop in the ocean, drifting in the wind. Even if the means are overwhelming, there are often some things that are helpless, not to mention that I am just an average person."

"You? You are just an ordinary person!?" Dugu Han screamed, "Too much modesty is already arrogant."

Xia Lin didn't explain, he just leaned on the cushion and tilted his head: "The road ahead is still long, comrade, you still need to work hard."

"Who is your comrade, tsk..."

Dugu Han thought he was taking advantage, but he didn't notice the disdainful smile on Xia Lin's lips.

Such a small town has become so decadent. One can imagine what the scene would be like at the end of a dynasty. It is truly a case of all appearances but rotten inside.

They stayed at the post station in Lin County at night, but they didn't expect that Xia Lin's affairs had spread to Lin County. It was said that everyone was saying that Xia Lin was an honest and upright official. Many people even rushed to the post station just to see Xia Lin. There was even a crowd outside the post station. Even the county magistrate came to visit in person.

In fact, Xia Lin saw the visible joy of the people and the panic written on the officials' faces. He just smiled at the county magistrate, and the man's calves began to cramp and his face turned pale.

But the world is so big that Xia Lin can't handle it bit by bit. His only option is to pull the county magistrate in front of him and hold up three fingers: "Three days."

Needless to say, anyone with sense would understand. After all, the colleague next door died so tragically, with no trace left. He was eaten alive by the people he ruled.

Some things are like this, no matter what kingly principles and laws you talk to him about, he doesn't care, but if you put a pile of rotten meat in front of him, he will be useless. This is not because he is afraid, but because he knows he is going to die.

There will probably be many chain reactions after this incident. As long as people know where Xia Lin is going to pass through, the counties along the way will start strict self-inspections. At least they will not make things look too ugly. They will also probably start to appease the people immediately.

It's just a temporary solution, not a fundamental solution. Not long after Xia Lin leaves, these people will come back again, and even become more aggressive.

After finally sending away the people who came to pay their respects to Xia Lin, he was finally able to take a shower and lie down on the bed to relax. He was exhausted from the journey, the long journey in the hot weather, and the need to deal with all those troublesome matters.

But fortunately, there was a cool breeze today and it was quite comfortable after opening the windows.

He was leaning against the head of the bed with his mobile phone in hand, preparing to catch up on the latest fantasy drama so as to add some new content to the county's cultural performances. At this moment, his door was creaked open.

Then Xiao Douya walked in with wet hair.

"Is something wrong?"

"Logically speaking, you lost since it took you eleven days to complete the task. But I never like to argue with anyone, so I'll just say you succeeded."

Xiao Douya walked in front of him with his hands behind his back: "So I will fulfill the promises that should be fulfilled."

"Oh? Are you serious?"

"Forget it." Xiao Douya said and prepared to walk out. If the light was better at this moment, you could see that even the tips of her ears were red, like a big white pig that had eaten distiller's grains.

"But let me make it clear first... I'm not as flirtatious as that princess, so if I get bumped into anything, don't scream."

After saying that, she bit her lip and climbed onto Xia Lin's bed. She knelt there and started to tie her hair with a hairband in her mouth. Xia Lin immediately pointed his mobile phone at her and started recording.

"What are you doing pointing that paperweight or inkstone at me?"

"Leave it as a souvenir."

(End of this chapter)