Han official!

Chapter 37 Murder

"Don't listen to his nonsense."

Several of Jia Ziguang's sons, wearing black linen robes worth 2,500 coins in the market, hid in the crowd. They shouted in shock and anger, and instigated the Jia family's wanderers in the Tongwa Courtyard to go forward and kill people.

"Guo Jie has only a few people around him. Whoever kills him will be rewarded with a thousand coins."

"Yes, I will add another thousand coins, making a reward of two thousand coins."

"Everyone, don't forget that Guo Jie offended the Dou family, the in-laws. Whoever cuts off his head and presents it to the Marquis of Nanpi can choose from any of the officials in the Chang'an government."

A group of Jia family knights wearing linen jackets and trousers became agitated. Their gazes towards Guo Jie were no longer as if they were a person, but as if they were a pile of moving gold cakes. They did not seek to be appointed as important officials in the Chang'an government, such as the household officer, the gold officer, and the farm officer.

Even a clerk working in the county magistrate's office could turn his life around and live a rich life with fat on his daily diet, and his linen undergarments could be replaced with enviable and gorgeous clothes.

The county government temple has a workshop, also called temple workers, which is in charge of all the government-run workshops.

The head of the temple workers was called the Sefu, and his deputies included the Gongcheng, Li, Gongshi, Caochang and other subordinates. Although his rank was not high, it was a very lucrative official position.

Several sons in black robes mentioned the name of Dou Pengzu, Marquis of Nanpi. In addition to misleading people, they also wanted to use the name of the Dou family, the relative of the emperor, to scare away Guo Jie and others. After all, Jia Ziguang was Dou Ying's guest.

Dou Pengzu, Marquis of Nanpi?

Guo Jie was not afraid at all. Others all thought that he would never have the chance to resist the Dou family, the foreign relatives, and could only suffer oppression.

Ah.

Until the Dou family, the foreign relative, fell under the iron fist of Emperor Liu Che.

I will chop off Dou Pengzu's head with my own hands!

"Kill this official?"

Guo Jie pointed at the son with the round face who was shouting the loudest and sneered, "The Chang'an officer said that only Jia Ziguang's branch of the Jia clan will be killed today. The members of the other branches will be captured and used to build forests and gardens outside the city. They won't even be punished with ghost firewood. They will serve as slaves for a few years and then be released back to Nanyang County."

The round-faced son yelled for a long time.

It would be better if Guo Jie could send him back to Nanyang County.

This is because the Nanyang Jia family has its roots in Nanyang. In addition to some houses, they also own as much as 800 hectares of land.

One hectare is fifty mu of farmland.

Shimu is also called Zhengmu. Unlike Guanmu, which has different areas in different dynasties, Shimu is more stable than Guanmu and will not change significantly with the change of dynasties.

Eight hundred hectares of land is equivalent to forty thousand acres of land.

In addition, Jia Ziguang's clansmen also control many engineers in several surrounding counties, which is another lucrative job that makes people jealous.

Temple workers were in charge of the government-run workshops.

The head of a workshop is called a master engineer.

The large number of engineers and the vast amount of land made many of the Jia family's wanderers uncontrollably greedy.

"Stop barking!"

The round-faced son was furious: "Everyone, don't forget the Yangdi Yuan clan. If we don't kill Guo Jie today, no one will survive. This man clearly wants to exterminate the entire Nanyang Jia clan. We can't let him go easily. Only by killing Guo Jie can we survive."

The Jia family's wandering knight became agitated again.

Wei Guang's heart tightened. He gripped the iron halberd with the word "卜" on it and looked anxiously outside the yard. He wondered why the guards hadn't come to kill him yet. If it continued to drag on, my brother and I might get injured in the siege of the Jia family's knights.

Guo Jie was not at all flustered. He sneered and said, "You are just a spoiled brat. You are far inferior to me in eloquence."

He had two greatest reliances: one was Guo Jie's bravery, and the other was his eloquence from having presided over economic reforms. The most important thing about reforms was not the reforms themselves, but balancing the interests of all parties with outstanding abilities.

Take, for example, a project he once worked on. It involved numerous suppliers and material suppliers, local financing platforms, and commercial banks, all brought in by various administrative departments. Ultimately, the project was driven by a complex system of debt financing. Each project involved countless negotiations, creating a complex landscape. Balancing the interests of all parties involved was a profound challenge, requiring exceptional management skills.

Guo Jie has experienced the trials and tribulations of various projects time and time again. How can he be compared with a pampered young man who only knows how to gamble and feast all day long?

He had been at the grassroots level for many years and knew what the Jia family ranger in front of him needed most.

"The land in Nanyang County is not Jia Ziguang's land."

Guo Jie shouted, "The land that Jia Ziguang firmly controls is family property, not private property. Over the years, he has taken away the family property, enriching himself and his son, and impoverishing you, the Jia family. Even if you don't consider yourself, you should think about your son. Do you want to be poor forever?"

One sentence is for my son.

Two sentences will make you poor for a lifetime.

It instantly struck the heart of the wandering knight Jia.

People live their whole lives and risk their lives to make money, isn’t it all for their sons?

The Jia family knights no longer looked at Guo Jie under the tile-roofed corridor. Instead, they turned their gazes and stared at Jia Ziguang's fat, round-faced son like wolves and tigers.

The round-faced son was panicked, and the sons next to him were also frightened. They couldn't understand why Guo Jie's words could make the Jia family knight change the direction of his two-foot sword.

Two-foot-long swords were pointed at Jia Ziguang's son.

Wei Guang was stunned, thinking that his brother was a god, whose eloquence was comparable to Li Shiqi. Well, this man was boiled to death by King Tian Guang of Qi, which was unlucky. He should be comparable to Wu Guang who instigated anti-Qin movement.

Guo Jie's expression relaxed. It was not because he was good at speaking, but because he hit the mark on the needs of the lower class.

Without the motivation of interests, it is useless to speak eloquently.

"I kill you!"

The round-faced son was terrified and lost his mind. He rushed towards the corridor with a two-foot sword in hand: "You corrupt official who spreads lies to seduce the people, I will cut off your tongue and see how you can continue to deceive the people. You actually let us, the descendants of the Jia family, kill each other. What a sinister intention!"

His sword fighting skills were mediocre, even unsightly, and he stumbled over with flaws everywhere.

Wei Guang was speechless.

A pampered young man dared to attack Guo Jie, who was good at fighting tigers.

You really want to die.

"boom!"

Guo Jie kicked his round-faced son, who was charging at him, without using his hands. He laughed heartily and said, "In all of Chang'an, where can you find a few heroes who can fight a tiger with their bare hands? And you, sir, dare to attack me? I don't know if I should call you stupid or courageous."

Fight a tiger with just one sentence.

The Jia family knight felt a tightness in his heart and didn't want to face Guo Jie even more. Compared to Guo Jie who killed a tiger with his bare hands, Jia Ziguang's sons who were good-for-nothings were obviously easier to kill.

Chang'an is rich in persimmons, and everyone knows that the best persimmons to squeeze are the soft ones.

Guo Jie stepped on his round-faced son's black silk robe and shook his head, saying, "It seems Jia Ziguang's son often criticizes his clansmen. He wears a black silk robe worth 2,500 coins at the market price, but the reward he's asking for is only two thousand coins. It's not worth as much as a black silk robe."

The round-faced son blushed furiously and said, "I am an official at the gatehouse. Even if I have violated Han law, I should be handed over to the Chang'an government for interrogation. You claim to be able to fight tigers with your bare hands, and you have the guts to kill me in public."

"Oh, are you kidding me?"

Guo Jie laughed grimly and said, "Do you think I dare not?"

"puff!"

The ring-handled sword flashed, and a head fell to the ground, rolling to the feet of the wandering knight Jia.

(End of this chapter)