Bao Zheng stood on the steps and bowed his hands, and said to the large group of people who were kneeling down and shouting for justice: "I'm down, Bao Zheng, the Liangzhe Road Transporter, I wonder if you have any injustice to come to me to talk to you?"

An old man with gray hair walked up and said tremblingly: "We are the people of Yin County. We sued the magistrate of Wang and County to make money to harm the people, causing our family to be destroyed and we cannot make a living!"

Fan Ning stood aside and listened clearly. These people were actually suing Wang Anshi for harming the people and lent usury, which was a bit unbelievable.

Bao Zheng had no expression of surprise on his face, as if he had already learned the truth.

He bowed to everyone and said, "I don't know who asked you to come to the Transport Authority to file a complaint, but the officials of the Song Dynasty each have their own division of labor. The Transport Authority is only responsible for the transfer and allocating food and supplies, and does not participate in local case trials. I cannot and have no right to surpass my responsibilities.

Of course, I can also hand over the paper for you and hand over your paper to the Department of Execution.”

The people looked at each other, obviously the answer of the Grand Official Bao was beyond their expectations. They were just the lowest-level people, so how could they understand the division of functions of the court?

The people begged again: "We know that the high-ranking officials are upright and good officials, and beg the high-ranking officials to avenge us!"

At this time, Fan Ning suddenly remembered that Bao Zheng also had the title of Censor of Supervision. He could actually take on the case, but he refused.

Is it because the case involves Wang Anshi?

Fanning suddenly felt that things might not be that simple.

No matter how these people begged, Bao Zheng did not let go. Helplessly, they had to hand over a piece of paper to Bao Zheng, and then went to the Criminal Department to file a complaint.

After these people walked away, Bao Zheng turned around and smiled at Fan Ning, "I've let you wait for a long time!"

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In the room, a tea boy ordered a pot of hot tea for them.

Bao Zheng poured Fan Ning a cup of tea and asked with a smile: "Why did you think of coming to Qiantang County at this time? What I mean is that now is not the time for vacation."

Fan Ning bowed slightly and said, "My classmates and friends went to Yin County to study. He passed by Qiantang County and came to visit the high-ranking officials."

What happened at the gate just now made Fan Ning feel a little heavy and lost the mood to joke with Bao Zheng.

He asked again after a moment of silence: "It seems that Wang Anshi is in trouble?"

Bao Zheng smiled and said, "The group of people you saw were actually the fourth group who came to me to complain. They were all the same reason. They said that Wang Anshi harmed the people, but the question is, how could they come to me?

Yes, I still have the title of censor, and I can investigate this matter, but what I care about is who instructed them to come to complain to me?"

Fanning took a sip of hot tea and smiled: "I believe that the high-ranking official should have sent someone to investigate, right?"

Bao Zheng nodded, "You are right. I did send someone to Yin County. The actual situation is quite complicated and can be said to be difficult to describe."

"Can the high official say it briefly?"

Fanning took another sip of tea, lowered his eyes and looked at the table. He tried to speak lightly, but could not hide his inner worries.

He had hoped that Wang Anshi's failure in Yin County would make him realize the difficulty of reform.

But now Fanning is worried that Wang Anshi will lose confidence due to the failure of the reform. For a moment, Fanning is a little worried about gains and losses.

Bao Zheng did not notice Fan Ning's expression change. He smiled and said, "Let me tell you this! The government will give farmers money to buy seeds before spring plowing, and earn two cents of profit.

When farmers used to borrow usury, they usually made six to eight cents of profit. Wang Anshi's move obviously offended many people."

"This should be a good thing! Why are there farmers complaining?" Fan Ning asked in confusion.

Bao Zheng sighed slightly, "Nothing is perfect. Even if there are two cents of interest, many people can't afford it. The county government has very clear regulations that the old ones will not be repaid, and the new ones will not be borrowed. This has led to the fact that these farmers can no longer borrow money from the government this year."

"So they can only choose usury again?" Fanning said to himself.

Bao Zheng shook his head, "The problem is here. All the people who lend money to usury have reached a consensus that they will stop borrowing money from the government.

This has led to some farmers not being able to borrow money everywhere. Seeing that spring plowing is about to be imminent, they are anxious and the scene you just saw appears."

Bao Zheng's account gave Fan Ning a general understanding of Wang Anshi's reform in Yin County.

Wang Anshi's reform is actually the Qingmiao Law, which is also the core of Wang Anshi's reform in more than ten years.

But Bao Zheng said it very roughly, and there are still many details to know about it.

For example, the difference between tenant farmers and self-cultivated farmers, and the issue of borrowing money and mortgages by farmers.

All of these need to be found on site.

At this time, Fan Ning wanted to put on his wings immediately and fly to Yin County to find Wang Anshi, and ask clearly the whole story of the matter.

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"Bang!"

A big fist covered with black hair slammed hard on the table, smashing the hard wooden table into a small hole.

"Shut off people's wealth and wealth is like killing parents. Since Wang Anshi doesn't give us a way to live, don't blame me for not giving him a way to live."

The person who spoke was a man of twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was tall and burly, with a big head, his face covered with horizontal flesh, a pair of triangular eyes, and a long scar at the corners of his eyes, which penetrated his entire left face, making him look particularly ferocious.

His name is Qiu Yong, and he is the youngest son of Qiu's boss Qiu's boss Qiu's boss Qiu's boss. Desheng's money shop can rank among the top three in Mingzhou. Qiu's boss Qiu was founded thirty years ago. At present, Qiu's boss Qiu is old and doesn't care much about the money shop.

Qianpu handed over to his three sons to take care of. The three brothers of Qiu were privately called the Three Tigers of Qiu by Mingzhou. The eldest son of Qiu Lian was known as the Smiling Tiger, amiable and polite to others, but he was not spitting out bones.

The second child Qiu Lin is known as a fox-faced tiger, cunning and smart, and scheming.

The third brother is Qiu Yong, who is known as the chasing tiger. He has a strong martial arts skills, a violent personality, and is also cruel and vicious. In his hands, countless farmers have been destroyed.

The main business of Desheng Money Store is to make money, of course, it is usury. The annual interest rate is about six to eight cents of the capital.

That is, the annual interest rate is 60% to 80%, and it is a profit and profit.

No one is willing to borrow such usury unless they have to, but once they can't afford to borrow money, it means losing all their money or losing their family.

Farmers spend money on spring plowing or renting oxen every year. It’s okay if they have some extra money at home. If they don’t have money at home, they have to borrow money. If they can’t afford to borrow money, the land will be merged.

If the land is still unable to pay back the loan shark after it is robbed, it will have to flee with its family and become a refugee.

Or if you cannot borrow money, the land you rent cannot be cultivated, the grains cannot be collected, the rent cannot be paid, and the survival cannot be achieved, then you will only become refugees.

This is almost the fate of Chinese peasants for thousands of years. Regardless of the Han, Sui and Tang Dynasties, almost all rulers of all dynasties fell into the great uprising of refugees.

"San Lao, don't be so impulsive. Wang Anshi is a court official after all, and a county parent official, not an ordinary farmer. The problem cannot be solved by fighting, killing and killing."

The eldest brother Qiu Lian persuaded the third brother, but he could understand his anger. In the past two years, their loans to farmers have almost stopped, and their losses reached 40% each year, which is really infuriating.

The second son Qiu Lin next to him also nodded and said, "We are far more than the people who hate Wang Anshi deeply, and even within the county government. County Chief Zhang was extremely dissatisfied with his willful behavior, not to mention a few guards. If we come forward to deal with Wang Anshi, we will definitely be the ones who will be punished in the end. We cannot do such stupid things."

The persuasion of the two brothers made Qiu Yong calm down a little. He said angrily: "I heard that the farmers queuing up to borrow money in the county government lined up in a long queue. Seeing that the profit money this year was about to be ruined again, are we just waiting to die?"

Although Qiu Yong's words were rude, what he said was so sharp. Qiu Lin and Qiu Lian both felt it deeply. The government lends to farmers, which seriously damaged their interests.

Wang Anshi may only have one year left in office, but he is afraid that he will keep the appetites of those farmers. In the future, even if he does not want to implement the loan of young seedlings, he will have to implement them under the trouble of farmers. This is the most dangerous thing.

In any case, they must suppress the so-called Qingmiao lending method during Wang Anshi's tenure, and even if they have to pay a little, they will be willing to pay.

The second brother Qiu Lin pondered for a moment and said to his brother: "Brother went to ask the shopkeeper Long this morning, what are the people who went to Hangzhou to complain? What are the attitudes of Bao Zheng and the Criminal Department?"

Qiu Lian shook his head, "The result is that you are the same as you thought, and there is no effect!"

Qiu Lin pondered for a moment, gritted her teeth and said: "It really doesn't work, so she simply suggested that the shopkeeper Long make a big deal. Once someone dies, I don't believe in the Secretariat. If I don't believe in Bao Zheng, can I pretend not to see it?"

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Chapter completed!