The sun is shining brightly.

There is no obstruction visible on the bare official road.

There were more than a thousand people, most of them barefoot and with ropes tied around their bodies, walking in teams of five, following the kneeling men.

Their clothes were ragged and there were many bloodstains on their bodies, leaving a long trail of blood on the road.

Knights rode past them on both sides.

"Hurry up!! Hurry up!!"

"The riding whip in the knight's hand made a loud sound. The group used all their strength and continued to move forward, not daring to show any signs of neglect.

Several officials were riding horses and following them.

The looks of this group of prisoners are all kinds of strange, some look like monks, some look like rich people, and some look like barbarians, they are all different, and a hundred flowers bloom.

I saw an older man walking a few steps and suddenly fell down. Several people in front and behind him were almost dragged down as well.

Several riders noticed what was going on here and rushed over on horseback, roaring loudly. The whip suddenly fell on the man. The originally weak man jumped up quickly and returned to normal.

The head was broken and the blood just flowed down, but no one cared.

The accompanying clerk's eyes flashed with unbearability.

He looked at the prison officer who was chatting and laughing with everyone.

"Your Majesty...:...Do you want to restrain your soldiers a little?"

"I see that the man is older and has a gray beard. How could he be beaten so cruelly?"

The junior official broke everyone's conversation. The prison officer looked at him slowly. The prison officer was obviously much older than the junior officer.

The beard is also mixed with some gray.

"Do you feel sorry for him?"

"It's really pitiful."

The prison officer grinned, showing his white teeth.

He stared at the old man for a long time, and then said with a smile: "This guy used to become a monk at the Dashengsong Temple, and he was engaged in the business of longevity treasury."

The clerk was puzzled.

"What is Changshengku?"

"Oh, it's just interest, lending interest."

The official explained seriously, "They just deceive those believers and let them come to them if they encounter any difficulties, saying that they are willing to lend them money and let them do things."

"Then they asked people to take things as collateral."

"Clothes, land, houses, children, wives... even myself."

The official squinted his eyes, "After the money is loaned out, it will increase a little bit every day. It doesn't seem like much, but it can't be accumulated. If it lasts for ten days and a half, hey, let alone the borrowed money.

The mortgaged items are gone, and my whole family has to move in."

"Taking advantage of contracts, colluding with officials, refusing to repay money, seizing mortgages...::. There are also those who act with the officials, pretending to be good people, but they are committing many evil deeds and have no conscience."

The clerk was startled and did not dare to answer.

The prison officer laughed again, "So, they deserve this."

"It doesn't matter if they are beaten to death. I don't know how many people have been killed by these people. They are all responsible for themselves. I indulged the soldiers and gave them a few whippings. This can be regarded as a good deed and meritorious deeds!"

The clerk cleared his throat and continued: "You are right, but the Han Dynasty has its own laws. The law stipulates that prisoners under escort are not allowed to be killed unless they rebel or resist to escape...:. They have already been sentenced.

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We cannot pass judgment a second time!.::」

The clerk began to recite many laws.

The prison officer pursed his lips, helplessness flashed in his eyes, and shouted to the distance: "Controller! Don't kill me.

Otherwise you will be breaking the law!"

After saying that, he ignored the boy and continued chatting with his colleagues around him.

The clerk then rode to the front to check.

When the little official had gone far away, several old guys around him couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, everything is good, but this new recruit doesn't follow the rules very well. He talks about laws and regulations all day long, and he doesn't understand at all.

I don’t know the dignity and inferiority.”

"As soon as you open your mouth, you are from the law school. If you want to get rid of him, it won't be easy. If a letter is sent to his teacher, you will be finished."

"Who are these people in the law school? This government is not good!"

The prison officer suddenly changed his face, "What did you say? How is the law school? Why is it so bad?"

When Fang Kai opened his mouth, the man was suddenly confused and didn't know what to say. Someone beside him whispered a few words to him, and he suddenly understood.

"Oh, oh, it turns out that your young master has also attended the law school...:. I'm not saying that all the people in the law school are not good, but some people love to preach too much, ahem..."

The prison officer's complexion improved a lot.

The old officer was a little confused and asked: "But, prince, with your status, it is not difficult to hire a few teachers for your children, but why would you send him to the law school? That is not to be an official.

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The prison officer glared at him.

"What do you, an old man, know?"

"You still look down on the law school? I can tell you that last year, many law school students passed the exam and became local officials. This time, eight state officials and several county magistrates were fucking

Came out of the Law School."

"In the future, there will definitely be more and more officials who have graduated from law studies. In another twenty years, I guarantee that all the temples will be filled with their people!"

"What do you think I would do if I sent my son there? In the future, he will become a local official, and all his superiors will be his classmates. Wouldn't his life be much easier?"

The old officer suddenly understood.

"yes!"

"Why didn't I think of this? When I go back, I will also let my son enter the law school!"

Hearing his words, the other officers laughed.

"Su Liujin! Forget it!"

"As for your son, who is over 20 years old and can't even write his own name, and still goes to the law school? Let him work in the Chongzhou Army with peace of mind, hone his archery skills, and strive to achieve military success early. There is no doubt that he will have more achievements in the future.

The great way out, such as studying, must not be mentioned."

Everyone was chatting and laughing, and we walked like this for more than a day.

Finally, they came to a mountain pass.

There were already officials and soldiers waiting here.

This place is close to Lingshan and is an important mine in Puyang County.

There are not as many iron mines in the south as there are in the north, and they are not as easy to mine as in the north. However, it is not that there is nothing. For example, there are still iron mines of a certain scale around Puyang in the Central Plains.

This is also one of the few areas in Henan where the Qi State established iron officials in the past.

They handed over the escorted criminals to the other party. After the other party found out the identities of the criminals and signed and stamped them, the officials responsible for escorting them left.

The newly appointed iron officer will be responsible for settling these people.

Not all officials from all over the Central Plains have taken up their posts, and there are still many vacancies. The iron officials here have been filled first.

After all, governing the Central Plains requires a lot of tools.

Although tools and emergency food from Hebei are being continuously sent to Henan, these newly acquired eight states are not small at all, and they require a lot of materials, and a little more local effort is needed.

Especially these tools, in today's Henan Province, are obviously more beneficial to manufacturing and commerce than the slower-performing mulberry industry.

Iron officials have recruited many unemployed people to work in the iron mines. Of course, their working hours or residences are still different from those of the prisoners who come to serve.

At the beginning, officials petitioned, hoping to recruit more people to work in the iron mines.

In Henan, this proposal finally came into use.

The government can provide temporary relief, but it cannot provide relief all the time. People have to find something to do, and manufacturing has become the most suitable thing to do at the moment.

For example, Yuan Biao, the governor of Luozhou, found work for the proletarians by hiring civilian workers to build roads and repair traffic. In the Chongzhou area, the government used iron ore to resettle the people, which can be said to be a reward for one work.

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The iron officer ordered the sergeants on his left and right to keep a close eye on these new prisoners to prevent any trouble.

Then, he continued to do his own business.

These prisoners were escorted by soldiers to temporary housing.

These people used to be superior.

Some of them are local wealthy families, some are eminent monks in temples, and some are born nobles.
To be continued...