"If we were Japanese, how could we understand your husband?"

The poor man replied.

"Then the Japanese living here are the same as you?"

Chen Que asked.

"Not the same, the Japanese have become evil slaves of those wealthy families. They wear good clothes and eat enough every day to protect the houses of those wealthy families. If their sisters are attracted by the master, they can become relatives of the master, and they will be even more domineering!"

"No, those wealthy families have few thousand or hundreds of slaves, all of them are the Japanese here, and those Japanese dogs have long been riding on our heads with their power!"

These poor people replied.

Chen Zhen couldn't help but think that if he didn't investigate in depth, he really didn't know that this was the situation.

Chen Que continued to ask, "Why don't you defect to big players?"

"We were called by the emperor to settle here. We remember that the emperor said that Han people should not be slaves, so we will not be so cheap!"

A veteran replied, and then gritted his teeth and said, "I can only hate those dog officials who did bad things without hiding the emperor, colluded with those big families, and bullied us together!"

"Tell me, it doesn't matter if they eat delicacies, they just want to stop our wages and the money given to us by the emperor, so that we can't live, but even so, we just ask, and they will kill us! You said, are we from the same country as them?!"

Chen Que was quite ashamed after hearing this, and he couldn't say anything else.

After returning to the county government office, Chen Que still felt quite uncomfortable.

Especially when he saw his wife still weaving cloth without resting for a moment.

As a thinker who has become a historical thinker, he naturally likes to think about some things.

He couldn't help but start thinking: "Your Majesty worked hard to govern for decades, but where did the deviations come from? Why did those who work hard to become rich and honorable? The bureaucrats can already spend tens of thousands of dollars in a meal, and even those who advocate good and laughter can earn tens of thousands of dollars a day. Although the Han people are supreme, they can still bully the Han people because the Japanese can be slaves. What's wrong with that?"

Bang!

Just as Chen Que was thinking, his wife Wang suddenly fell to the ground.

Chen Que hurriedly supported her: "What's wrong with you?"

Wang replied: "I feel a little dizzy."

"It's because of insufficient qi and blood, don't weave it first! Go back to the house to rest."

Chen Que replied.

Wang waved his hand: "No, there is no reason why women rest in broad daylight!"

"What are you talking about? We are now a family of officials!"

Chen Que replied, thinking that the county magistrate is about to earn an additional 3,000 yuan in silver coins every year. There is no need for his wife to work so hard. With so much money, let alone handle some officials, it is fine to raise hundreds of child servants.

But when the words came to his mouth, Chen did swallow them back.

He thought that he came here to be an official, and his original intention was to promote Confucian education and expand Han civilization. How did he become a woman and make money?

Chen Que got up and walked back to the house quickly, then wrote down all the experiences and experiences over the past few days, put them in the envelope, and came to Wang, who was already standing outside his door, looking at him: "You go back to Haining and hand this letter to the eldest son of the emperor. You are now considered an imperial decree. He cannot ignore you. After seeing you, you will give him the letter."

"Okay! Why not send it back directly by mail?"

Wang agreed and asked.

"That's not safe. I don't want others to know about this for the time being. Now it depends on whether the eldest son wants to care about this matter. If he doesn't care, I don't care! This country belongs to his Zhu family, not to my family! If he cares, he and His Majesty will give me a chance to promote Han civilization. If he doesn't care, he will be the same as them for his husband, and he will not let you work so hard! I won't ask about anything else!"

Chen Que said.

Mrs. Wang was confused when she heard it.

Chen Que continued: "After returning to Haining, don't come again. Take your parents back to your hometown first, as you won't stay here for a long time."

"Why, didn't we come?"

Wang asked.

"Do you know the Anshi Rebellion? This is the same as before the Anshi Rebellion! The Anshi Rebellion was caused by the Hu people entering the house. This is the Japanese who relied on being a wealthy slave to oppress our Han people. Once these Japanese people become powerful in the future, they will definitely turn against each other!"

"If you are not my race, your heart will be different! Now those tyrants who have no nationality collude to oppress the Han people. When the tyrants will be bullied by these Japanese people in the future, there will be no support from the Han people! How can we wait here to be bullied or even killed by those Japanese people in the future?"

Chen Que said.

Wang still understood it, but because Chen Que said it seriously, she immediately packed up and started her trip back to Haining.

Now there are mail ships between Kashima and Zhongtu that are specifically responsible for picking up and dropping back pedestrians and letters.

Therefore, it is not impossible for Wang to go back.

...

"I always feel that County Magistrate Chen doesn't seem to be the same as us."

On this side, Gao Jiashi said to Deputy Envoy Song.

Deputy Envoy Song smiled and said, "I first entered the officialdom and naturally I can't help but understand the worldly feelings. Don't care too much. Even if he is stupid and reports what he sees to the court, his report will come to our hands. Therefore, he can't make trouble. At most, he will inform the emperor and eldest son. The emperor and eldest son will not be unwilling to take the Ming Dynasty, right?"

"That's right, there's a lot of money here! Li Butang has raised tens of millions of dollars for the emperor's eldest son, and Xiang Shaoqing has raised millions of dollars for the emperor's eldest son. Even if the emperor's eldest son does not fight, they will force the emperor's eldest son to fight, otherwise how could they make a fortune under this name?"

Gao Chenshi laughed as he spoke.

...

"What are you writing to me for this Chen Que?"

Zhu Ciwei was still quite angry after receiving Chen Que's letter. He was worried that Chen Que was forming a clique.

But after Zhu Ciwei read the content of the letter written by Chen Que, he fell into deep thought.

Zhu Ciwei didn't expect that officials would do so recklessly outside under the banner of supporting him as emperor!

Not to mention the large amount of local treasury silver misappropriated and the local deficit was serious. He even killed the retired soldiers who asked for pension silver without fail, and even privately divided the pension silver allocated by the imperial court.

Zhu Ciwei only realized at this time that many ministers supported themselves as emperors in the name of becoming a legitimate and chief, and had the selfish intention of making money.

Moreover, Chen Que is obviously a very smart official. He did not subjectively suggest what Zhu Ciwei should do in the letter, but only objectively recorded his experiences and hardships in Kashima these days, and hoped that the eldest son of the emperor could see the information revealed here.

Zhu Ciwei is not stupid either. He saw his supporters from it, and was crazily raising funds and making money in the name of supporting him as an emperor, and also saw the crisis lurking in the prosperous era:

For example, how did some tyrants who had no nationality go against the emperor's original intention of improving the status of the Han people, and the wealth growth of producers is far less than that of those in power, or even worse than those in the vocabulary industry, which can be regarded as the wealth growth of those who are greedy for vanity, shameless, and lazy and labor-loving.

Therefore, Zhu Ciwei fell into a tangle. He didn't know whether he should uphold justice for the slaughtered veterans, because if he did that, he would abandon his supporters.
Chapter completed!