How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 91 I, Lin Fan, will curse you to the bone, and your ancestors for eighteen generations will come out and slap you a few times.
outside the house.

The people gathered around, some standing at the door, craning their necks and standing on tiptoe to peer inside.

They just saw it.

Aunt Zhang's daughter was indeed sent back.

inside the house.

"My lord, I am utterly incompetent. They stole my sword, and I couldn't even save myself." Hong Hao lay on the bed, his face swollen like a pig's head, struggling to sit up to receive his punishment. His tone was full of self-blame and disappointment.

Lin Fan pressed his shoulder and said softly, "You've done very well. Don't blame yourself. I've already brought that girl back. Luckily, Wang Baoan came to find you, otherwise it's hard to imagine what would have happened to her."

If Zhou Hanshan, who was locked up in prison at that moment, heard what Lin Fan said...

They were absolutely shouting it out.

Unjustly accused!

I am truly innocent!

I called them to a gathering so they would behave themselves. If it weren't for your arrival so quickly, Chief Lin, I would have already sent them back, and even sent those three to the police station.

I wanted to explain, but you didn't give me a chance.

Hong Hao's parents stood blankly by the bed, watching General Manager Lin comfort their child.

Their minds went blank.

Has my child really become a constable in the police prefecture?
He was only gone for two days, and his status changed when he came back?
Hong's mother was the first to come to her senses. She hurriedly walked to the wooden table, picked up a bowl with slightly trembling hands, and poured a bowl of murky tea from the teapot.

It was brewed from the cheapest tea leaves that Hong's father bought.

"Sir, please have some tea." Madam Hong held the bowl with both hands and respectfully handed it to Lin Fan.

"Thank you."

Lin Fan smiled and accepted the teacup.

"It tastes good." Lin Fan smiled and took the bowl without any disgust. He tilted his head back and drank the tea in one gulp. Then he handed the bowl back to Hong's mother and praised, "Hong Hao is very good. He is cultured and courageous. He is exactly the kind of talent our prefecture needs. Don't worry, we will not let those hooligans who dare to harm the constables get away with it."

"Of course, when we came here, we had already captured all the high-ranking members of the Blackstone Gang."

Hong Hao's parents nodded repeatedly.

Hearing your child being praised.

They were proud.

Hong Hao was surprised by how quickly his family member acted.

But think about it too.

It seems that this has been my family's style of doing things for the past two days.

Swift, decisive, and domineering.

Lin Fan chatted with Hong Hao for a while, telling him to rest and recover at home. But for Hong Hao, these were just superficial injuries, nothing more than bruises and swelling on his face. His hands and feet were fine, so he wasn't going to stay home.

He wanted to dedicate all his energy to the great cause of the magistrate's office.

That way, not a single moment will be wasted.

A moment later, Lin Fan got up, gave a few instructions, and then said goodbye to Hong Hao's parents. As he and his men left, neighbors came one after another to express their concern.

"Oh my, Old Hong's son, Hong Hao has really made something of himself!"

"I've known this child was good since he was little; he's sure to have a bright future!"

"From now on, our area will have a strong backer!"

……

The next day.

The people were in an uproar.

The owner of a silk shop had just taken down the door panels when he saw a crowd of people surging in one direction like a tide. He grabbed a familiar face who was hurrying past and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Where are you all going?"

Most people ignored him.

They just headed headlong into the distance.

"Shopkeeper, you don't know? The police have arrested the Black Stone Gang members, and they're going to be executed at Caishikou soon. There will be a huge crowd of them, and at least dozens of heads will be chopped off."

"What?"

The shopkeeper was stunned. His eyes widened, and without thinking, he abandoned his shop and followed the crowd toward the market.

There's a murder case going to happen in Anju recently.

Just a few days ago, a group of thugs caused trouble and committed violence in the market. Chief Lin personally took action and killed a group of people. How long has it been? Why is he killing people again?

When they arrived at the market, it was already crowded with people. The shopkeeper squeezed into the crowd, stood on tiptoe, and looked up into the distance.

Suddenly, a group of Black Stone gang members were seen being forced to kneel on the stage.

A circle of stern-faced constables stood around him, their hands on their swords.

An unprecedented atmosphere of grim determination permeated the entire execution ground.

The current Security Prefecture is very different from the Security Prefecture of the past.

The people can clearly feel it.

The group of constables they used to know were just thugs and hooligans in police uniforms.

But the constables now commanded their utmost respect and awe.

The shopkeeper stammered, "Killed so many people?"

He saw Zhou Hanshan.

That was the leader of the Black Stone Gang. He had seen him before; he was a very dignified and imposing figure, with an aura of authority that commanded respect without anger.

“Our Chief Lin is no soft-hearted person.”

“I heard that the Black Stone Gang committed a crime last night. They were stopped by the constables, but the gang beat up the constables and stole their swords.”

"Huh!? At a critical moment like this, isn't that just courting death?"

"Yes, so that night, all the leaders of the Black Stone Gang, from the gang leader to the hall masters, were arrested and are now kneeling here waiting to be beheaded."

At the scene, the people were discussing it animatedly.

at this time.

Zhou Hanshan's mouth was stuffed with a rag, and his wide eyes were filled with extreme terror and despair.

He didn't expect to be arrested just last night.

He was to be beheaded.

There wasn't even an interrogation. He tried to struggle, but his hands and feet were bound. He turned his head and looked at the executioner standing beside him, holding a gleaming cleaver.

He was so frightened that he could no longer remain calm.

It twisted its body desperately.

Lin Fan stood up and said sternly, "The Black Stone Gang has been entrenched in Anzhou for many years, causing chaos in the countryside. Their crimes are heinous. An investigation has revealed that they have committed numerous crimes, including intentional injury, provoking trouble, extortion, illegal detention, forced trading, operating casinos, and even murder. They are guilty of multiple crimes and their crimes are unforgivable. I hereby sentence them to death!"

"cut!!!"

Lin Fan roared angrily, his voice like a thunderclap.

The executioners held their cleavers high.

However, at this critical moment.

"stop."

A loud shout came from outside the crowd.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Prefect Zhao leading a group of yamen runners, pushing through the crowd and rushing over.

When Zhou Hanshan saw Prefect Zhao, he was like a drowning man grasping at a last straw, struggling even more violently, his eyes bursting with a strong desire to survive.

In his view, this was his savior.

Prefect Zhao said in a deep voice, "Lord Lin, although you are the chief of the Security Bureau and have the authority to try cases, according to the regulations of the court, the death penalty must be reviewed by me and an official document must be issued before it can be carried out. Now you have neither reported it nor obtained my approval, yet you want to carry out the execution on your own. This is an overreach of authority and a disregard for discipline."

"Kill him!" Lin Fan didn't bother with any more words and shouted coldly again.

The executioners on the platform looked at each other, their knives raised in mid-air, unsure whether to drop them or not, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads.

No one dared to move.

It's tough for them.

On one side was the headmaster, and on the other was the prefect.

They couldn't afford to offend either side.

"Without my approval, let's see who dares to lay a hand on us!" Prefect Zhao shouted.

Lin Fan stared at Prefect Zhao with icy eyes.

In the end, Prefect Zhao did not listen to Commander Qin and chose to confront Lin Fan head-on.

It wasn't the kind of covert confrontation, but rather a straightforward and open confrontation, using the power that came with one's official position.

Anything you agree to, I will refute.

I agree with everything you object to.

The point is to make you understand that when you refuse the way out offered by this official, your actions will be restricted.

At this stalemate, when the air seemed to freeze, things were at a standstill.

Xu Ming, Yang Ming, Qian Tao, and Wu Yong suddenly stepped out from the ranks of constables.

They walked straight up to the hesitant executioners and snatched the knives from their hands.

The four men exchanged a glance, and without any hesitation, simultaneously raised their cleavers high and brought them down with all their might on the back of the necks of the four Black Stone Gang leaders in front of them.

puff!

puff!

The blade pierced into flesh and bone with a dull thud.

Due to insufficient force and skill, the blade did not completely sever the neck bone and got stuck halfway.

The four men immediately let out a bloodcurdling scream like pigs being slaughtered, their bodies convulsing violently. They struggled for a while before finally dying, their deaths extremely painful.

This bloody and cruel scene instantly silenced the entire audience.

Xu Ming shouted, "Didn't you hear the chief's orders? What are you all standing there for? Send some men to behead all these vicious thugs from the Black Stone Gang."

The words fell.

Ding Peng, Lu Zhongtian, Wang Baoan, and Hong Hao, whose face was bruised and swollen, came to their senses and rushed out. They snatched the executioner's cleaver, roared, and swung it with all their might.

puff!

puff!

With the knife in his neck, he couldn't sever the target's head in one stroke.

The executioners watching from the sidelines twitched their eyelids. To become an executioner, they needed to train their strength hard, and the standard for qualification was being able to split a piece of wood in one stroke without getting stuck.

Now this group of untrained constables has taken action.

For these people being executed, it was a torment worse than death.

The scene was very quiet, but soon, the man being beheaded let out a shrill scream, and the onlookers turned pale with fright, their faces drained of all color.

They weren't unfamiliar with beheadings.

But this is the first time I've ever seen such a horrific beheading.

Xu Ming turned around, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Reporting to the Chief Sergeant, the execution is complete."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction. In the end, it all depended on the team he had trained.

It can effectively execute his commands.

No matter who tries to stop it, it won't stop unless they do.

At this moment, Prefect Zhao was trembling with anger. He pointed at Lin Fan, his breathing becoming rapid. He hadn't expected that his words would have no effect whatsoever.

He really wanted to yell, "Take down these guys!"

But he didn't do that.

Because he knew that he couldn't engage in a direct confrontation with Lin Fan, as it would give him no advantage.

At this moment, Lin Fan looked at Prefect Zhao and said, "Prefect Zhao, remember this: the affairs of the Security Bureau are not your responsibility. As the prefect, you should focus on improving the lives of the people in Anzhou. Under the management of the Security Bureau, the security situation in Anzhou will continue to improve. If you fail to improve the lives of the people, I will report you to the court and accuse you of corruption, collusion with local forces, oppression of the people, and causing harm to the region."

Prefect Zhao was stunned.

He never expected that the man surnamed Lin would turn the tables on him.

I didn't go to scold you.

You actually thought of attacking me?

"You're spouting nonsense!" Magistrate Zhao roared in a fit of rage.

"Slanderous accusations?" Lin Fan snorted coldly, forcibly suppressing his anger, "The eyes of our fellow villagers are discerning. You have served as an official in Anzhou for many years. I may not know what kind of person you are, but they know better than anyone else."

"The Security Bureau was originally under the control of your trusted magistrate, Shang Tongpan, but what was the situation? Local thugs and gangsters ran rampant, the people were suffering, and there were so many wrongful convictions and miscarriages of justice. Now, Magistrate Shang has hanged himself. Tell me, why did he hang himself? Was he afraid, or did he want to take the blame for someone else?"

"Now that the people are all here, if you have the guts, explain yourself to me face to face."

Lin Fan angrily pointed at Prefect Zhao.

There's a strong sense that if you don't make things clear today, don't even think about leaving.

Suddenly.

All eyes of the people were fixed on Prefect Zhao.

What Lin Zongban just said reflected their pent-up thoughts.

They also had a very poor opinion of Prefect Zhao.

Although Prefect Zhao did not manage the affairs of the Security Bureau, it was a fact that Magistrate Shang was indeed one of Prefect Zhao's men.

Prefect Zhao's face was grim, but he knew he couldn't back down now. Instead, he said with an air of righteousness, "Chief Sergeant Lin, do you know what kind of responsibility one has to bear for falsely accusing an official of the imperial court?"

"I'll take full responsibility, you old bastard," Lin Fan cursed.

"You..." Prefect Zhao's face turned red with anger. "You, surnamed Lin, are too lawless."

“Is he lawless?” Lin Fan was amused. “I really want to know who is lawless. Before I came, the entire Anzhou was your one-man show, Prefect Zhao. Do you know why I killed so many people during this time? Because they all deserved to die.”

After speaking, he looked at the people present.

"My fellow villagers, you can hardly imagine what it was like when I took office and arrived at the prison. It was truly shocking. Can you imagine that most of the people imprisoned and awaiting torture were framed?"

The people gasped in shock.

They were aware of this to some extent.

Indeed, some people who were once familiar with the company were released.

He was imprisoned back then, and it was very likely he wouldn't get out, because he was said to have committed a serious crime.

"Also, you're probably familiar with Ximen Hai, right? I'm sure the whole of Anzhou Prefecture knows him. That Ximen Hai kidnapped a woman in the street and attempted to rape her. Fortunately, I happened to be passing by and stopped this evil deed, arrested him, and locked him up in jail."

"But can you imagine that when our Prefect Zhao learned of the severity of this matter, instead of ordering a severe punishment, he told me to let it go and asked me to release Ximen Hai."

"Upon hearing this, I immediately retorted."

"Fuck your mother."

Lin Fan knew the importance of stirring up emotions. As for whether the process was important or not, that was of course not important. What was important was that the matter had actually happened and that he wasn't making things up.

He is now going to stand on the moral high ground and severely criticize Prefect Zhao.

Not only should he be enraged.

We also want to ruin his reputation.

Conquering by force is too easy and simple.

But with the support of force, he could do whatever he wanted to his opponents, which was very satisfying for him.

The people at the scene clenched their fists.

They were furious when they heard this.

The way they looked at Prefect Zhao was as if they wanted to tear him to pieces.

"You...you're talking nonsense!" Prefect Zhao said angrily.

"I'm talking nonsense. There were quite a few people at the prefectural government office at the time." Lin Fan laughed, then looked at the people, "Were any of you present at the time?"

"Have."

Was that what Prefect Zhao meant at the time?

"That's the idea. Prefect Zhao wanted Lord Lin to release Ximen Hai, but Lord Lin angrily rebuked him."

There were many people at the scene, and the voices came from within the crowd, making it difficult to know who was speaking.

"Who, who said that? Come out here! I'll confront you face to face!" Prefect Zhao was so angry that he glared at the ground, his eyes red with rage.

Lin Fan said, "Prefect Zhao, you've been exposed and are furious. Do you want to bring out that righteous citizen so you can remember his face and retaliate against him?"

"Lin Fan, you're talking nonsense, spouting gibberish, and making baseless accusations!" Prefect Zhao roared in fury.

He regrets it.

Why do we have to come here?
The current situation has put him in an awkward position.

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "Prefect Zhao, don't be so angry. People only get so angry after doing something against their conscience. If you think you are upright and love the people like your own children, why are you so flustered and angry? If I am talking nonsense, not only will you scold me, but all the elders and villagers here will scold me too."

"Am I angry? Am I panicking?" Prefect Zhao's lips twitched, his tone stubborn as he looked at the surrounding crowd. "Do you think I'm angry or not?"

The common people said, "You're angry."

"Nonsense!" Magistrate Zhao roared in fury.

Lin Fan said, "Those who do many unrighteous deeds will surely perish. Prefect Zhao, what people do is seen by Heaven. All the things you have done will come to light. I know you dislike me and are trying to find a way to get me out of Anzhou Prefecture, but let me tell you, it's impossible. Even if I, Lin Fan, risk my life, I will dig out all the bad things you have done, so that you will have nowhere to hide and be despised by the people."

"You...you." Prefect Zhao clutched his chest and staggered back several steps. He was already quite old and his body was not as strong as before. He had just suffered a beating from Lin Fan, this tough guy.

I was truly exhausted, both physically and mentally, and my blood pressure soared.

"Fine, fine, you surnamed Lin, I won't argue with you. Right and wrong are clear to everyone." Prefect Zhao threw down these words, angrily flung his official robes, and said, "Get out of here."

"Fuck your mother's public," Lin Fan mocked. "And unfair? It's truly laughable. If your ancestors for eighteen generations heard what you said, they would probably jump out of their coffins and slap you twice. They can't bear the shame."

Prefect Zhao, who had already taken several steps, stopped abruptly. His hands, hidden under his official robes, clenched even tighter. Without uttering a word, he left the place like a stray dog.

Prefect Zhao admitted it.

He simply couldn't out-argue this guy surnamed Lin.

The main problem was that Lin Fan's curses were too vulgar; he used all sorts of offensive language, from cursing to his ancestors.

On the scene, the constables looked at their superiors with utmost admiration. They really wanted to shout angrily at the prefect, since only their superiors could have given him such a thorough dressing down.

Who else...?
Stand up and speak out.

The people shouted.

Lin Zongban!

Master Lin!

One sound was louder than the other.

At this moment, Lin Fan deeply understood why he always saw officials climbing to high places at important moments, raising their arms and shouting, making solemn promises, and connecting their hearts with the hearts of the people.

That's all for enjoying this moment of glory.

As for his later appearance on the variety show "Repentance? No, It's Accepting the Loss," he appeared relaxed and cheerful while recounting his past. Lin Fan looked at the surrounding teahouses, his gaze deep and sharp, gleaming with a cold light, and said loudly, "I know some of you are watching, some of you are listening, but remember, Anzhou belongs to the people, and it is also Anzhou under my rule, Lin Fan. If you still want to act tyrannically and oppress the people as before, I'm telling you, you're dreaming."

"Take a good look at these heads; this is what will happen to you."

"Let me say it again: you may use whatever underhanded methods you have, but anyone who dares to lay a hand on any officer of the Public Security Bureau, even if he only loses a single hair."

"I will deal with you using the same methods used to quell the rebellion."

"Those who disagree are welcome to try."

Lin Fan's words were filled with murderous intent and chilling aura.

Those high-ranking members of gangs in Anzhou Prefecture, or even the lords of wealthy families, who were in the teahouses in the distance, couldn't help but shudder when they heard this.

Lin Fan spoke casually with the people and made some promises.

He then led his team away.

Leave some people behind to clean up the scene.

For Lin Fan, there were many people in Anzhou who hated him, such as the relatives of this group of thugs. They were doing well as the elite in the city, but suddenly their family's support disappeared, and their good days were gone.

Who can bear this?

Of course, he didn't take it seriously. These arrogant people were hard to change. As long as they committed a crime, they would be arrested immediately. He had Ning Yu post notices to tell the people that if they encountered any illegal infringement, they should report it to the police station immediately, no matter who the other party was.

Don't let yourself be persecuted and wronged.

He can't control other places.

But in Anju, his magistrate's office was the people's magistrate's office.

Even after Lin Fan left, the people still missed him dearly.

"Master Lin is indeed Master Lin. I met a client from Yong'an a while ago. I couldn't understand why he was so envious before, but now I do."

"Yes, Chief Lin is a man of action."

"Don't call him Boss Lin anymore. My client told me that Boss Lin prefers to be called 'Master Lin' by the people. Oh, right, he has another nickname. Let me think... I remember now, 'Silver Stick King Master Lin'!!!"

If Lin Fan hadn't left, he would have heard this.

These people must be singled out and dealt with separately.

Come on, let's have a good chat.

in the crowd.

Two people have been in shock from the beginning until now.

One of them was a simply dressed middle-aged man with many wrinkles on his face. Although he was only middle-aged, his skin looked very old, with heavy eye bags and dark circles around his eyes, as if he was very sleep-deprived.

The other one was a young man who looked somewhat immature.

"Squad leader, is this the situation in the Anzhou Prefecture officialdom? Is the conflict between the chief squad leader and the prefect really this big?" Yi Chuan, a young man, was shocked.

Living in a small town, he was full of expectations for prefecture-level cities, and he came out with the squad leader to broaden his horizons.

Now he feels that he has really broadened his horizons.

"Alright, stop asking so many questions, let's find an inn first," said Mao Xiang, the head of the group.

He was the head of the security office of Pingcheng County under Anzhou Prefecture. He came to Anzhou Prefecture to seek help. When he came, he naturally sought out Magistrate Shang.

But upon arriving here, I learned that the head of the Anzhou Prefecture's security office had changed.

That's the Lin Zong class I just saw.

The first thing I saw upon arrival was such an explosive scene.

Heads rolled, blood flowed everywhere.

It's truly unimaginable.

Even though he had been a squad leader in Pingcheng County for more than 20 years, he had never seen such a scene.

……

The prefect's residence.

boom! boom! boom!
Inside the hall, Prefect Zhao was repeatedly smashing a teacup on the ground, while servants carried trays with many teacups on them.

This was their master's habit; when he was angry, he liked to smash teacups, and they had to prepare many teacups to serve him.

"asshole!"

"Damn it!"

"brute!"

"I will certainly impeach you."

Prefect Zhao was truly enraged. Even the servants had never seen their master so angry; his eyes seemed to devour them whole.

Little did they know what had happened to their master outside.

They were already prefects of a prefecture.

Who could possibly make the master so angry?

Oh, by the way, the master has been fighting fiercely with Chief Lin lately. They know Chief Lin and think that everything he does is a good thing, and the people are praising him endlessly.

Don't think that just because they are maids in the prefect's mansion, they must stand on the master's side. In reality, they know that they are common people, and if there is a good official who stands on the side of the people, then they will definitely stand with such an official.

"Governor, we have arrived."

The servants reported this.

When Qin Zhenfu arrived at the living room, he saw the broken porcelain shards all over the floor, waved his hand to dismiss the servants, and after everyone had left, he looked at the glaring Zhao Zhifu and shook his head.

"I told you not to mess with him, why did you have to provoke him?"

"I provoked him?" Prefect Zhao laughed. "Brother Qin, why don't you go and ask him who provoked whom? I, Zhao, have given him plenty of face, but he not only didn't give me any face, he also trampled my face underfoot. You didn't see it just now, in front of so many people, he didn't give me any face at all."

Commander Qin nodded and said, "I've heard about the situation. He did go too far, but then again, if he's going to behead someone, what would you be doing there?"

"It's more than just excessive. If he had evidence against me, I wouldn't have even suspected him. Would he dare to arrest me? Would he dare to make me kneel there and chop my head off with a knife?" Prefect Zhao said angrily, not wanting to answer the question of what I was doing, only saying that Lin Fan was going too far.

Qin Zhenfu laughed and said, "Alright, he doesn't have the guts or the ability. You are the prefect of Anzhou, an official appointed by the imperial court. If he really wants to execute you, it would have to be a joint trial by the three judicial departments and the Emperor's decision. If he dares to overstep his bounds, he won't get away with it either."

Prefect Zhao took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, trying to calm himself down.

"Brother Qin, what brings you here today?"

With a smile, Qin Zhenfu searched for a drinkable cup of tea on the tea table next to Prefect Zhao. He then picked up a cup, sat down beside him, and, as if remembering something, put the cup down and took out some envelopes from his sleeve, placing them on the table.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Prefect Zhao was puzzled, wondering what was going on. He picked up the envelope, opened it, took out the letter inside, and glanced at it casually.

But after that one glance...

Prefect Zhao straightened up abruptly, his brows furrowed, staring intently at the contents of the letter.

He then appeared somewhat flustered as he opened several other envelopes.

After a while.

Prefect Zhao looked at Commander Qin with a complicated expression, "Where did all these come from?"

Commander Qin said calmly, "Where could it come from? It's naturally taken from whoever it was supposed to be. Brother Zhao, you're an old official, why do you always like to leave loopholes in your actions?"

Prefect Zhao remained seated, stunned.

He naturally knew whose body these things were on.

"Brother Qin, where are they?" Prefect Zhao asked.

"Who?"

"Shang Tongpan's wife, children, and elderly parents..."

"I don't recognize them. Do such people even exist in this world?" Commander Qin stared intently at Prefect Zhao, as if asking a question in return.

At this moment, Prefect Zhao felt a chill run through his body, and an unparalleled terror enveloped him.

What does it mean to feel a chill run down your spine?

So that's it now.

"Brother Qin, those children..." Zhao Zhifu recalled the scene of meeting Shang Tongpan's children. They were all young, the oldest being no more than eight years old, and they all called him Uncle Zhao when they saw him.

Despite having a wife and concubines, he has no children to this day.

This is due to his own actions.

No medicine worked.

When Judge Shang hanged himself, he naturally paved the way for his family, sending them away to live elsewhere, as the situation in Anzhou was very dangerous.

But now he knows that the whole family is gone.

Qin Zhenfu chuckled and said, "Shang Tongpan's children are all quite adorable. They used to always surround me, calling me 'Uncle' so sweetly. I wonder when we'll meet again after this separation."

Prefect Zhao remained silent.

Somewhat at a loss.

The anger that Lin Fan had infuriated him has dissipated, replaced by fear and heartache.

Qin Zhenfu picked up the letter, took out a tinderbox, and gently blew on it. The letter burned in his hand, and he only let go when it was almost burning his hand.

"Brother Zhao, now that thing has completely disappeared, you can rest assured."

Prefect Zhao stared blankly at the letter that spun and fell through the air, burning to ashes. He turned his head slightly and looked at Commander Qin with a look of terror in his eyes.

In contrast, Commander Qin remained smiling throughout.

At that moment, Prefect Zhao felt a chill in the hall, a bone-chilling cold.

……

Security Prefecture.

"Hong Hao, there's no need to push yourself so hard. Go back and rest." Lin Fan almost couldn't help but laugh when he saw Hong Hao's face. Those guys weren't killed for nothing; look at how they've been kicked, it's like they've had plastic surgery.

"Thank you for your concern, sir, but I believe I can still manage," Hong Hao said.

Lin Fan sighed helplessly, "Fine, if that's what you want, then so be it."

"I'll get back to work now."

"Go."

After Hong Hao left.

Li Zhengdao sipped his tea and remarked, "What energetic young people!"

This is just like when he first saw Lin Fan.

the only difference.

He's just not good at fighting; he gets beaten up terribly.

At this moment, Ning Yu walked in excitedly, "Master, take a look at these benefits I wrote down. If you like them, I'll post them out."

"So fast? I'll have to take a closer look." Lin Fan smiled as he accepted the benefits list prepared by Ning Yu.

Li Zhengdao got up, walked to the side, and stuck his head out to look.

A commoner serving in a government office: three taels.

Official corvée: five taels.

Deputy head of the squad: Eight ounces.

Headman: Ten taels.

"So high?" Li Zhengdao was stunned the moment he saw it. The monthly salary was just too high.

Back in Yong'an, the monthly allowance for a commoner was only a few coins.

The official corvée laborers numbered about one or two taels.

Ning Yu said, "Where is it too high? I did my research to get this benefit. If it were the original situation, it would be a problem for a commoner to support himself, let alone have other family members."

"Moreover, this is Anzhou Prefecture, where prices are naturally higher than in other places. In my master's words, we constables do dangerous work, so we must ensure that they can live a life with enough to eat and wear."

"I think three taels a month is just right for a commoner."

After saying that, she looked at Lin Fan and asked, "Master, what do you think?"

Lin Fan nodded. "Hmm, not bad, that makes sense. Most of the new constables recruited by our prefecture are unregistered, and they can earn five taels of silver from being unregistered to being officially registered. This greatly increases their determination to work hard."

"If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it well. Three taels of silver is enough for a family of three to eat and drink, and five taels can even leave them with some savings."

At this point, he looked at Ning Yu with satisfaction.

"Not bad, there's nothing to change. Ning Yu, you've really impressed me."

This was truly beyond Lin Fan's expectations. He knew that Ning Yu had a powerful background and must live a life of plenty, so he didn't have much understanding of the lives of ordinary people.

In retrospect, it seems he was narrow-minded.

Ning Yu was overjoyed upon hearing this, "Master, I'll go and put it up then."

Lin Fan glanced at the benefits listed below and nodded. "Go ahead, post them out."

"Yes, master."

Ning Yu turned and left.

After everyone left.

Li Zhengdao said, "Sir, if we continue like this, the monthly expenses will be very high. The two thousand taels sent from the treasury may not last long."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "This is something I should consider. Making money is not difficult. Just confiscate the assets of Huang Shan and Zhou Hanshan. According to the rules, most of them should be handed over to the imperial court, and the rest should be kept in the local government."

Li Zhengdao remained silent.

This is against the rules.

According to the rules, the confiscation of property should be decided by the prefect, who should put the remaining silver into the prefectural treasury. Of course, he didn't want to make a fool of himself and didn't ask questions he shouldn't ask.

outside.

After Ning Yu posted the announcement.

This immediately attracted the attention of a group of constables.

"Lord Ning, what is this posting?" the constables asked respectfully.

Ning Yu thoroughly enjoyed being addressed as 'Master', saying, "See for yourself, it has a lot to do with you all."

After saying that, she left the spot and, instead of returning to the cell, hid in a corner, sticking her head out to secretly peek.

"Huh? A commoner can earn three taels a month? Am I seeing things?"

The constable was stunned when he saw the announcement.

They were almost frozen in place, dumbfounded.

“My God, a regular constable earns five taels, a deputy constable earns eight taels, and a constable earns ten taels. This… this, I dare not even think about becoming a deputy constable. I think if I work hard, I should be able to become a regular constable.”

"Yes, that's right. If I told my parents that I earn so much in a month, they would definitely be proud of me."

"Look, there are other benefits too. If you are injured on duty, there is a subsidy. All expenses are covered by the Public Security Bureau."

"No, look, there's more. If someone unfortunately dies in the line of duty, their family can continue to receive a monthly salary, and the entire family will be supported by the police department. This isn't a dream, is it?"

One exclamation after another rang out.

Ning Yu, who was hiding there, was secretly delighted.

"hey-hey!"

Ning Yu couldn't help but laugh. These were all ideas she had racked her brains to come up with, along with some points her master had mentioned to her.

"Brother Lu, what were the treatments like for you constables in the past?" someone asked Lu Zhongtian.

Lu Zhongtian was stunned when he saw the benefits announced. When asked, he said, "Previously, commoners didn't receive a salary, only a subsidy of a few coins a month, which wasn't enough to live on. Now, they get three taels a month, which is more than what regular servants used to receive."

The lowest-ranking constables in the prefecture were the commoners, who had to do all the dirty and hard work.

Even if there is danger, they are the ones who rush forward.

They were the least favored, paid the least, yet had to do the most dangerous work.

After hearing what Lu Zhongtian said.

The constables present shouted.

"This is because Lord Lin is considerate of us."

"That's right, it must be Lord Lin."

Ning Yu, who was hiding, became anxious and frantically patted her chest, saying, "It was me! It was my idea! I was the one who suggested a monthly salary of three taels of silver! You should thank me!"

Ning Yu was so anxious she was practically spinning in circles.

I really wanted to rush out and tell them the truth.

But then I thought, thanking my master is no different from thanking myself.

Famous teachers make high apprentices.

I, Ning Yu, am also quite capable.

Thinking of this, Ning Yu proudly raised her head, as proud as a white swan.

Sudden.

She saw two furtive figures appear at the gate of the mansion, craning their necks and looking around, looking like thieves.

See this scene.

Ning Yu walked towards that direction with a serious expression.

At the entrance, Mao Xiang and Yi Chuan looked around. Going straight in or waiting for someone to appear and inform them had become a difficult task for them.

"What are you doing?" Ning Yu's sudden appearance startled the two of them.

Mao Xiang said, "My colleague, I am Mao Xiang, the head of the Pingcheng County Security Bureau. I would like to meet with Chief Squad Leader Lin. I wonder if you could do me a favor?"

After saying that, he carefully took out a silver coin and handed it over with a humble smile.

Ning Yu was initially inclined to be friendly upon hearing that they were from the Public Security Bureau, but when she saw them take out silver to bribe her, she immediately flew into a rage, glaring at them and shouting angrily.

Whom are you insulting?

“I, Ning Yu, am a clerk in the Anzhou Security Bureau and a disciple of Chief Lin. By bribing me with silver, you are not only humiliating me, but also my master, who is your Chief Lin.”

Mao Xiang immediately panicked, "No, no, sir, please calm down, this humble servant... I..."

He was speechless for a moment, even though he clearly had something to say.

But after being scolded by Ning Yu, his brain became somewhat out of control, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Ning Yu snorted.

"Alright, if you want to see the head teacher, just say so. I'll take you there. Follow me."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Mao Xiang smiled repeatedly, awkwardly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and followed behind.

Yi Chuan was also greatly shocked.

Is this the kind of imposing manner that a prefectural-level security official would display?

It's even more impressive than our prefectural clerk's.

I really can't imagine what kind of aura Chief Lin will have when I see him up close.

(End of this chapter)