mtl008 Chapter 497 Buried Alive
Chapter 497 Buried Alive
Jiang Zhiming felt helpless more than once. He was living a good life in Xingning Prefecture.
He couldn't be said to be very rich or powerful, but at least he could be considered the local emperor of Xingning Prefecture, and he could get whatever he wanted in the prefecture.
Those untouchables also respected him very much, and he felt that he had not done anything great.
It was just that when he took office, he cleaned up all the ruffians in the mansion. He didn't shout for fighting or killing, but blood was shed at the slightest provocation. How scary.
He would make the ruffians work everywhere - if you owe the Liu family one tael of silver, you will work for a year without food. If you owe the restaurant owner two jugs of wine, you will go to the restaurant to wash dishes for half a year.
What else?
Oh... He had only written two letters during the disaster-stricken years in the past two years, hoping to ask the higher authorities to collect less grain taxes so that the untouchables could breathe a little, so that they wouldn't have to go out on the streets every day without laughter and joy, and one could tell from their faces that they wouldn't live long.
But the higher-ups didn't agree, because the book they submitted was blocked by that bastard Governor Lu.
Of course the bastard was unwilling to do that. If Xingning Prefecture paid less grain tax, it would affect other people's "performance" and career.
He is looking forward to returning to Beijing for promotion after the inspection period is over.
At this moment, the mongrel's face didn't look very good, but he still had to say what he had to say, "My good sir, why don't you send someone to the west end to have a closer look? If there is really something wrong, we can deal with it in time to prevent the people from making a big fuss about it!"
He didn't dare say that he had sent people to the west of the city to check. If he said it, the bastard would think he was investigating him.
But what he didn't expect was that even if he didn't say anything, the other party would have something to say.
Governor Lu had a gloomy look on his face, a fake smile on his face, and a voice as harsh as a saw sawing old wood: "You mean, this epidemic was brought by me, the governor?"
Jiang Zhiming cried out in his heart that something was wrong. His knees went weak and he knelt down in front of Governor Lu, calling out to the sky.
"I dare not, I dare not! I am just giving you some advice. Why don't you go to the city gate and take a look? Now those people don't want to leave and want to rush out of the city! We, we have to do something to reassure the people, don't you think..."
He stuck his butt up high, his eyes almost rolled up to his head, and he wanted to secretly take a look at Governor Lu's expression.
However, the black hat blocked his eyes, and he couldn't see what the other party was thinking.
Before he knew it, a quarter of an hour had passed. Jiang Zhiming touched his knee with his elbow and grimaced in pain. He cursed in his heart what was wrong with this bastard who never let people get up every time he knelt.
In his heart, he cursed all of Governor Lu's ancestors, and then looked at the cracks in the bricks out of boredom - it seemed like it was going to rain again, and ants began to move in groups. He used his sleeves to block them, and deliberately put his hand in their path, watching them running around in a hurry with a sense of evil amusement.
Just kneel down if you want to, and don’t get up if you are not allowed to. When you go back home at night, you can even let your fragrant concubine rub your legs.
I don't know how long it took, but the saw started again, "Get up."
Jiang Zhiming stood up with regret, holding his knees, and forced a smile: "Thank you for your sympathy for me, sir."
Governor Lu raised his eyes. Because his eyelids were thin and his eye sockets were deep, he looked a little scary. "Do you know how I dealt with those people?"
Jiang Zhiming was stunned, his eyes rolling around, and asked uncertainly: "Are you talking about those people under your command..."
Those people who got the plague?
"Buried alive." Governor Lu ignored him and directly talked about his own way of dealing with the matter. "This governor buried people alive. This is what is recorded in ancient books. People who are infected with the disease have angered the heavens and need to be buried alive as a sacrifice to the heavens."
Bastard! How could he be so cruel to his subordinates who were working hard for him?
Jiang Zhiming felt his scalp tingling, and even his hair stood up. He had goose bumps all over his body, stretching from the back of his neck to his toes.
I haven't heard of anyone being buried alive in Changnan Prefecture? Aren't they all being treated well? Is it necessary to suffocate people to death?
Jiang Zhiming didn’t understand. He only knew that his hands were stained with blood when he was alive, and that he would go to hell after he died.
"Buried alive?" He knew he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't resist his curiosity. "Where was he buried?"
Governor Lu smiled at him, a silver light flashing between his teeth, "Guess? You want to poach someone?"
Jiang Zhiming's knees went weak and he knelt down again to Governor Lu.
"I dare not! I dare not! I just want to give you some advice. After all, I have been in the city for many years and am quite familiar with it. If I can help you, it will be a great honor for my ancestors..."
Governor Lu snorted and laughed with an ambiguous tone. Jiang Zhiming looked up with a flattering expression on his face: "But your Excellency has his own rules for doing things. I will not ask any more questions."
Governor Lu cursed in his heart that the man was a waste. No wonder he was still just a prefect after serving in office for decades.
"Get up. I will handle this matter myself, but remember, the epidemic in Xingning Prefecture was brought from Changnan Prefecture."
He wants to frame Changnan Prefecture?
Jiang Zhiming's mind raced, and he felt that Governor Lu was taking advantage of someone's misfortune.
Even though Ning Shunyou was indeed a good-for-nothing, he was already in jail, and he still did this to him. Wasn't he trying to kill his parents together?
Why do we have to kill them all? The emperor will make the decision, right?
"I know, I know. We in Xingning Prefecture are just victims." He used his hands and feet to climb up.
But he also knew in his heart that if Governor Lu could not pin the blame on Changnan Prefecture, then he, Jiang Zhiming, would definitely have to take the blame.
At that time, it would be because he failed to protect the government well and caused the people to suffer, and Governor Lu would be like a god sent from heaven to save the people from the dire straits and bring this corrupt official to justice.
He wanted to struggle, but he couldn't.
He had no great ambitions, and was not like Governor Lu, who had deep roots in the court, formed cliques everywhere, and had disciples everywhere.
If disaster really came, he would have to give all the gold and silver jewelry in the house to his wife, and then divorce his wife and concubines, allowing them to live a carefree life.
But he must say it, when he thought about the possibility that they might remarry and become other men's wives, his heart... hurt like a knife!
"Go away." Governor Lu seemed to think he was an eyesore and waved his hand at him. "Once today is over, the people will disperse."
Jiang Zhiming thought it was a good idea after hearing this, as he didn't have to worry about anything anymore. However... this man was so vicious, and he didn't know what methods he would use on the untouchables?
If you shout and kill...
Then the karma won’t fall on Jiang Zhiming, right?
He took back his legs just after taking a step, and asked, "Sir, I dare to ask, how do you... intend to deal with this matter?"
"You are quite courageous." This remark seemed like a mockery, but also a joke. "How can a woman's kindness accomplish anything? This governor is just killing a chicken to scare the monkeys."