Republic of China: My great warlord, many children, many blessings.

"50 silver dollars for each merchant, 3 silver dollars for each street vendor, and 2 silver dollars for each adult male."

Those willing to fight bandits can contribute their time but not money. This is a formal notice!

Dozens of people, carrying loudspeakers and banging gongs, shouted along the street.

In the famous brothel Yanyanglou in Goose City, countless prostitutes would climb out of the windows to peek and enjoy themselves.

Hua Jie, the top courtesan of Yan Yang Lou, laughed and said, "Since we're fighting bandits, we women of the night won't back down either. I'll personally contribute fifty silver dollars."

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Immediately, it drew cheers from everyone in the streets and alleys.

Other prostitutes also expressed their willingness to sponsor, ranging from five yuan to two yuan.

The cashier registered each person's name.

Sister Hua asked in confusion, "Why do donors need to be registered?"

The shop assistant said, "This is the magistrate's rule. He said that this money is a loan and will be repaid with interest after the bandits are successfully suppressed."

"We must not let the common people suffer."

Sister Hua and the others sneered, their faces full of contempt.

"They talk a good game, making it sound plausible, but in the end, it's all about swindling money from ordinary people."

"Exactly, how hypocritical!"

"Alright, keep your voices down, or the county magistrate will punish you for disrespect."

"Hmph, they dare to do it but don't dare let others talk about it."

Shen Hao's act of accepting money to suppress bandits made him infamous in Goose City.

Those who secretly pulled rickshaws, sold meat, and forged iron all hated him to the core.

They only earn a few silver dollars a year, and now each of them has to donate two silver dollars; they have no choice but to donate.

'Damn it, is it easy for ordinary people to earn money?'

"Life is tough. They asked me to pay money as soon as I arrived. How am I supposed to survive?"

'God, open your eyes!'

We originally thought that by cutting off our queues and sending the Qing Dynasty away, we could escape our misery, but unexpectedly, life is getting worse day by day.

"Yes, a while ago in the provincial capital, foreigners bullied us at will, even killing people and nobody dared to do anything. I love my country, but who loves us?"

'In this world, only the wicked and scoundrels can live comfortably.'

"I've worked my whole life honestly and self-reliant, achieving nothing. Now, even my only two silver dollars have been stolen. What did I do to deserve this?"

'This world is unjust. You either starve to death or are killed by these powerful people. You don't even have three feet of land to bury after you die.'

'This new magistrate is a real scoundrel! He's ruthless, even more so than the previous magistrate. When will this world ever end?'

'This isn't a county magistrate, he's more like a bandit than a bandit!'

For a time, the entire Goose City was filled with complaints!

Everyone assumed that the culprit was the newly appointed governor, Shen Hao.

A chorus of curses erupted!

The Huang, Tan, and Zhang families were very satisfied with the results.

They are the real bloodsuckers of Goose Town. They got the profits while giving the magistrate a bad reputation. They really killed two birds with one stone.

To further fuel the flames, they even sent their servants out to beat anyone who didn't donate, ultimately pinning all the blame on Shen Hao.

Shen Hao could hear the cursing outside very clearly.

Shen Hao didn't care; there was no point in trying to explain it.

Only by taking down these four tyrants of Goose City and returning the money to them will they all start praising him, Shen Hao, as a just and upright official.

Everything is about profit.

Having finally managed to trap the four major families, Shen Hao was not about to give up halfway.

Shen Hao originally thought that raising 10,000 silver dollars and 1,000 men would be very slow.

Unexpectedly, it was completed in less than a day.

Not only did they complete it, they exceeded the target.

Not counting the forces of the four major families, including Huang Silang, there were 800 laborers in Goose City willing to participate in the bandit suppression.

These people had no money to donate, so they could only participate in the bandit suppression.

The amount raised was 12,000 silver dollars, exceeding the target of 2,000 silver dollars.

In the square in front of the county government office, Shen Hao looked at the dense crowd of people and was quite satisfied.

Holding the microphone, he said, "It seems everyone's enthusiasm for suppressing bandits is still very high?"

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces darkened, and they looked at Shen Hao with disdain.

You bastard, where did you see our enthusiasm? We wouldn't have come if you hadn't forced us to.

No one dared to resist, and could only remain silent.

Some people were unconvinced, but the four major families obediently cooperated in suppressing the bandits, so what were they?

Many people hoped that the four major families would stand up and resist this vicious county magistrate.

Unfortunately, they couldn't tell which one was the giant crocodile underwater.

"I hereby announce that tomorrow we will march into the mountains to wipe out the bandits, so that our Goose City will forever be free from banditry, and everyone can live and work in peace and contentment."

After Shen Hao finished speaking, the audience fell silent.

No one speaks.

Seeing Shen Hao's grim expression, Wu Juren was the first to applaud.

"The magistrate speaks well, very well! Let's give him a round of applause!"

Seeing that the people behind him remained unmoved.

The martial arts graduate turned around and glared at the crowd with a fierce look, then kicked a large group of them.

"Does the hell not want to live anymore? Are you crippled? Everyone, give me a round of applause!"

Forced by their intimidation, everyone reluctantly began to applaud.

He was so angry he wanted to curse Shen Hao to death.

"Pah! Corrupt official!"

Countless people glared angrily at Shen Hao.

If looks could kill, Shen Hao would probably be riddled with holes by now.

Among the crowd, there were seven rather fierce-looking individuals with sharp and determined eyes.

"Brother, I heard that the county magistrate wants to wipe out Zhang Mazi. I wonder if they can find Zhang Mazi," a one-eyed man said with a disdainful look.

"You're talking as if we know where Zhang Mazi is," the burly man in the lead said expressionlessly.

"Haha, big brother is right."

"Brother, are we also going into the mountains to suppress bandits? Should we give them a taste of their power?"

"No need, we'll go along to suppress the bandits too, and see what this new magistrate is up to."

"Brother, aren't we here to investigate the fake Zhang Mazi? Why get involved in this mess?"

"Let's take a walk and see what this county magistrate is up to."

Upon hearing this, the other six people fell silent.

These men were indeed Zhang Mazi.

Recently, there have been people impersonating Zhang Mazi and stealing goods outside, causing them to be unfairly blamed.

That's why he went into the city to find the fake pockmarked man.

After the applause subsided, Shen Hao nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, I won't waste any more words. In short, everyone should get a good rest tonight and be well-rested so we can go into the mountains to suppress the bandits tomorrow."

After the crowd dispersed, Zhang Mazi and the others also dispersed.

That evening, Dong Xiaoyu reappeared.

"My lord, you asked me to find bandits on the mountain, and I actually found them. They're not far from Qinglong Village."

Right below my grave, there's a cave with a group of about fifty people inside, all wearing mahjong tile masks, each one different from one to nine of the same suit.

Shen Hao nodded and said, "Go and poison their water and food. I'll send someone to take care of them first thing tomorrow morning."

"Good husband"