Bai Yunhang jumped out of the carriage and stared at the county town under his rule.

In Kaifeng Prefecture, Dengfeng County was not a big county, but in recent decades of war and famine, Dengfeng County has not been affected by much influence. It can be called a paradise and the market is prosperous, so it is called "Little Kaifeng".

It was almost dusk, and there were still crowds of people on the streets. From time to time, a few monks walked across the streets. Bai Yunhang felt the hospitality of the people of Kaifeng as soon as he got off the car: "Do you stay in a hotel? Come with me... My inn is right opposite... This junior brother, stay in our inn!"

Six or seven people who solicited customers surrounded Bai Yunhang, and Bai Yunhang said lukewarmly: "Don't stay in a hotel!"

The group of people who were attracting guests immediately dispersed and immediately surrounded another group: "Shaolin martial arts is profound, do you need to learn martial arts? Going to Dingwu Pavilion is the best choice. Master Huiding of Shaolin personally taught the magic of robing demons and capturing dragons..."

"Brother! Only when we can learn real kung fu... The Martial King Zhang Hengsha of the generation, and the King of Northern Gun Nie Lang came from our sect..."

"It's cheap! It's cheap! It's easy to sell Yijin Jing and the marrow cleansing Jing!"

"Seventy-two unique seals of the Shaolin Sutra Collection, buy them quickly..."

There was only a man in white who had some real material. He put his ear on Bai Yunhang and said, "Brother! Come to Shaolin gilded? I think you can't stand the pain. Give me some money to help you do it! You don't have to drill a dog hole, or hit a bronze man's lane, or carry water and firewood all day long. You are definitely an authentic Shaolin disciple, you can recognize it everywhere! The book is absolutely true, with a large seal stamped by the Shaolin abbot, and signed by the presidency of the Precepts Academy..."

It’s a pity that Bai Yunhang didn’t want to be a disciple of Shaolin layman. He walked towards the yamen with the handlebars. As soon as he arrived at the yamen, he couldn’t help but frown.

This yamen has been around for some time and has never been repaired. The debris in front of the door are piled up together, with all kinds of things, and there is a bit of odor. No one has cleaned it up. Bai Yunhang realized his nose and jumped around the utility room.

The door was opened, and Bai Yunhang walked in directly. He saw weeds in the yamen, and several big holes were broken in the windows. The wind rushed in directly. The man was very dedicated. Although the time had passed, he was still working. Bai Yunhang heard them shouting: "Nanfeng! Qizhao... I'm not bad!"

Life is endless, and the battle is endless. A group of officials set up a formation in the lobby, using the master's case as a battlefield. A sharp-eyed person saw Bai Yunhang coming in and said, "Seven Caves! Whoever complained? Come with the silver tomorrow! Touch yourself!"

A more enthusiastic person next to him said, "If you bring too much money, you can decide the case now!"

Bai Yunhang looked at the lobby and saw spider silks piled up everywhere. I don’t know how many times the case has not been handled. Although these public men were wearing official uniforms, they did not have the momentum of the official family. Even the official uniform seemed a bit ragged. He said in a verdict: "Official, Bai Yunhang, the magistrate of Dengfeng County, came to take office!"

"Put it all away! Zhang Yilong, the Dengfeng Dianshi, has met the adults!" The first person who answered stood up and bowed to Baiyun, but had no respect.

Bai Yunhang had no choice but to smile bitterly, and first figure out the matter of the yamen before saying: "Where is the county magistrate of this county?"

Zhang Yilong replied angrily: "No! He has been transferred to Kaifeng County for the dictionary history!"

"Where is the lord in the county magistrate?"

"One has never taken office, and the other has gone home to farm!"

According to the law, there should be one county magistrate, the seventh rank; one county magistrate, the eighth rank; one county magistrate, the eighth rank; one county magistrate, the eighth rank, the chief clerk, the ninth rank; one who is not in the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the rank of the

After Zhang Yilong gave a casual greeting, he took a stool and sat down, saying, "It's not the bald donkeys from Shaolin Temple!"

Bai Yunhang then remembered that Shaolin Temple was indeed under the jurisdiction of Dengfeng. Shaolin was built in the 19th year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty and was built for Emperor Xiaowen Yuanhong to settle the missionary of Indian monk Batuo. It was named because the temple was located in the jungle of Shaoshi Shanyin. In the third year of Emperor Xiaoming of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Bodhidharma, the 28th generation Buddhist of Sakyamuni, crossed the Yangtze River to Shaolin Temple. Based on the founding of Batu, Guangji believers taught Zen Buddhism and spread the martial arts of monks. The temple gradually expanded and the number of monks increased. Shaolin Temple became a Zen ancestral home. Although it was repeatedly successful and failed, it always stood firm and held the oxen in the martial arts world with its 72 unique skills.

No one likes that there is such a strong presence under his jurisdiction. Bai Yunhang has only now figured out why Shen Xiaowei frowned and said, "It's not good for Dengfeng to be a monk..."

However, the most urgent task is to stabilize the morale of the army and gather the strength of the people in the public. Bai Yunhang immediately asked: "How many resident people in this county are there? How many tax acres? How many shops are there?"

The Dianshi's duties are responsible for receiving and receiving documents. It is logical that these situations are most clear, but Zhang Yilong shook his head and said, "Sir, I don't know!"

Seeing that Bai Yunhang was about to blame, Zhang Yilong answered first: "Sir, Shaolin Temple is extremely arrogant and domineering in this county. All the land in this county are included in the monk's fields. The people are all tenants in Shaolin, and even the shops are all Shaolin monk's property. If they don't follow the rules, they will send lay disciples to bully them, and they will use the name of "no taxes to be exempted from the monk's property and owing taxes for decades..."

"It's all monk's property?" Bai Yunhang didn't believe this. He stopped eating and pulled a group of officials out of the yamen. He pointed to the two medicine shops opposite the county government and asked, "Is this monk's property?"

Zhang Yilong pointed to the Sanskrit word on the shop's sign and replied: "Shaolin Temple says yes!"

Bai Yunhang: "These three rice shops are made of Shaolin monks? This oil shop is made of Shaolin monks? And..."

"The Shaolin monk brought hundreds of lay disciples to the county government office, and the previous county magistrates had to say yes!" Zhang Yilong replied weakly: "Shops in the county town, Shaolin all said that they are their monk's property!"

There are hundreds of shops in Dengfeng County, can’t you even get a tax? Bai Yunhang was so angry that he pointed to a hairdressing shop and asked, “This is also a monk’s property? Does monks need to shave their hair?”

Zhang Yilong smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, Shaolin Temple says that lay disciples need to shave their hair, so they will naturally be born to monks."

"This tavern is a monk's property? And how could this meat case be a monk's property?"

"The Shaolin monk led hundreds of people to say yes, how dare we say no!"

"Then what else is not a monk's property in Kaifeng County? Is the prostitute village?"

Zhang Yilong replied: "This prostitute village is indeed not a monk's property in Shaolin, it's just..."

Bai Yunhang made a fuss and asked loudly: "Why?"

"There are many brothel guards and Shaolin Temple is here to maintain it later, so the tax is still not available..."

After the Bai County Magistrate asked, all the officials began to complain: "Sir, the food and salary we have been waiting for has not been paid for a year and six months. When will we be able to receive it?"

"Yes, let alone anything else, we haven't issued official service for three years!"

"Master Bo was scolded by his wife so much that he had to go home to farm!"

"Mr. County magistrate, after doing everything he wanted to do, he went to Kaifeng County to work as a divine history. Divine history is an inequality official, and the county magistrate is an eighth rank..."

"The villain owes too much public funds on credit outside, and creditors come to collect all day!"

"Now, even if you put your seal from the county magistrate, you won't be able to borrow money on the market!"

"I hope the master can pay the food and pay as soon as possible. The villain still has to marry the bride!"

Since ancient times, the new leader's method of dealing with this historical problem is no different from Bai Yunhang's tricks: "This is a problem left by the office, what does it have to do with me?"

It is a very effective policy to adopt the method of covering up the ears and stealing the bells for historical issues, especially the magistrate Bai added: "Otherwise, don't think about the food and salary this month..."

Everyone was silent and dared not pursue the matter from County Magistrate Bai, but Bai Yunhang's head was now more than a circle bigger.

Dashun used troops to the southwest. In addition to a few major counties, the county magistrates in Henan basically took office by bicycle and took up enough food after taking office. If they were not able to collect money, please drink the Northwest Wind!

The official's food and pay, the public's expenses, etc., all the expenses must be paid in the collected food and pay. Not only that, now Cheng is the Lord Cheng who is using troops in the southwest, and the army urgently needs a large amount of food and pay. Prefect Lin repeatedly urged that Dengfeng County has owed a tax of 8,760 taels of silver and 43,000 stones of imperial grain. After the Bai County Magistrate took office, he must transfer the money and food to the government office as soon as possible.

You can use the method of stealing the bell for your subordinates, but you must not use this method for your superiors. Bai Yunhang thought about it and couldn't help but curse: "Shaolin monk is really hateful!"

I have collected thousands of taels of silver for this county magistrate, especially Niu Xiangye’s door is particularly difficult to enter.

Since ancient times, the Houmen is as deep as the sea. In order to show his loyalty to Dashun, he handed over 300 taels of silver to the wife of the second sect leader Niu San's wife, and finally passed on his generous gift to Niu Xiang. Niu praised his gifts for his own gifts and asked Niu San to pass on a few words of encouragement.

He also asked Mr. Niu San to hand over 300 taels of silver to Mrs. Ru of Niu Xiang, and asked her to write a letter of recommendation on her behalf, so he got the position of the county magistrate. If he could not get the money, the thousand taels of silver would be thrown into the bottomless pit. Moreover, the operation of the yamen requires a large amount of expenditure, and he would have to withdraw it from his savings in a short period of time. The superiors would have to deal with the task of urging grain and silver. If he could not get the money, the position of the county magistrate would not be able to be saved.

Thinking of this, Bai Yunhang made a secret decision: "Our business is the one who digs the ground. From today on, we must dig three feet away from Dengfeng's land! Our family cannot lose its old capital, these damn Shaolin monks!"

Bai Yunhang took office as a new official. According to the public practice, all the officials in Dengfeng County wanted to welcome the new county magistrates. Unfortunately, Dengfeng County Database was empty. In the end, Bai Yunhang paid his own money to ask everyone to welcome him.

Since Dengfeng County is in the current situation, Bai Yunhang will not invite everyone to go to the restaurant. Several men cook their own food to save the most money.

The supper was very distinctive, and I tasted the farmhouse that was most praised by later generations five hundred years in advance. In addition to the white rice, the magistrate of Bai County ate radish and vegetables. Zhang Yilong ate radish and radish. The public could only eat vegetables and radish.

In addition, the magistrate Bai County bought half an overnight vat from the street, and half a pound of bad wine that tasted no smell. However, the men were eating like wolves and tigers. After a few strokes, they had swept it all away. Of course... there were still bones left!

Among the public, the most true love at the dinner table is always the one who can make a living and die at the dinner table. Although Bai Yunhang does not know how to drink, he only thinks that half a pound of poor wine is too little. Bai Yunhang's humility all responds to the public and praises: "It's been a long time since I drank so happily... It's just... Brother Yunhang, brothers admire him very much... Yes, I haven't eaten such a sumptuous meal in several years!"

After drinking and eating, the official also opened his conversation. Bai Yunhang finally got a little understanding of Dengfeng County. According to Zhang Yilong, Dianshi: "The problem of Dengfeng is ultimately a problem with Shaolin Temple!"

There are 8,000 monks in Shaolin Temple, and there are tens of thousands of lay disciples who practice martial arts in the temple. There are thousands of fertile land and countless tenants. Since ancient times, the temple has been in a situation where the temple is strong and the officials are weak.

Although Shaolin Temple was newly established during this dynasty, although there were some wars and fire disasters in the court, there were several giants who were in charge of the court and had tens of thousands of monk disciples who were familiar with guns and sticks. Those who held sticks in troubled times were kings, and there was no garrison in Dengfeng County, and their arrogance became even more arrogant. There was almost no place in the county that was not under the banner of monk fields, monk property, and monk households.

Customized according to ancient times, monk property can be exempted from all taxes, so no matter how great you are, you can only become a brave and unscheming person when you arrive in Dengfeng County. Now in Dengfeng County, the county magistrate does not keep his word. Only the abbot of Shaolin Temple, the presidency, can count on his words, so that a Shaolin disciple with a slightly higher seniority can issue orders to the county magistrate.

The county magistrate, county magistrate, county magistrate, magistrate, and lord, how could he bear such bullying? In addition, he was all paying money to become an official in Dengfeng. Who would dare to accept it here? He either resigned or transferred to another county for office. If he dared to be tough, he was beaten by Shaolin's brigade disciples. In recent years, officials in Dengfeng County have been replaced like flowing water, and no one can last long.

These men were cared for by Shaolin for a long time, and they were indignant and spoke from time to time, especially Zhang Yilong said it very clearly: "Brother Bai, being an official for thousands of miles is just for wealth! I, Zhang Yilong, have been in the public office for many years and finally got a job as a clerk. However, only officials in the world are most annoyed in Dengfeng County... But I was unwilling to let me go home to farm... I was irreconcilable with the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple..."

This was about Bai Yunhang's mind. For this reason, he went out to the streets and personally picked half of the overnight roast chicken left by the guests from the tavern. Everyone got together and ate and scolded them all the time. Then the crowd went to bed.

Bai Yunhang slept in the West Flower Hall next to the Santang. This was where the county magistrate lived. The former county magistrate resigned April before, so the wing room was clean after a little tidying up. Bai Yunhang also struggled for a day and fell asleep soon after.

When he was sleeping soundly, he heard someone kicking the door hard. Bai Yunhang, who was obsessed with the beautiful woman's clothes and hair in his dream, was immediately awakened. He only heard the sound of kicking the door very strongly, and there were a few scoldings.

Bai Yunhang was half asleep and half awake. Just when he was about to ask questions, the kicker was a little impatient. With a loud noise, the door collapsed directly. Then a tall man walked in on the door panel and woke Bai Yunhang up completely. He couldn't help but jumped up from the bed and asked loudly: "Who is it?"

The man yelled: "Shaolin is determined..."

As he said that, he had already strided forward, grabbed Bai Yunhang's collar and pulled him out of the bed. Although Bai Yunhang had been living in the martial arts world for many years, his martial arts was not his specialty. He could only struggle hard, but he had no power to resist. Then he shouted again: "Are you the new county magistrate Bai Yunhang?"

Bai Yunhang then recovered and responded: "It's..."

The monk Ru Ding let go a little, and the sky was getting dark. Bai Yunhang couldn't help but look at the monk carefully. He saw that the bald donkey was wearing a good brocade Zen robe, with a tiger-back and bear-waisted waist, which was one head taller than him. A pair of big copper bell-like eyes showed fierce light, with several long scars on his face, and a big hand tightly grasped his collar.

While grabbing Bai Yunhang, the monk Ru Ding shouted: "You dog official, how dare you come to Dengfeng to bully my Shaolin disciple? Don't let it go!"

While speaking, Bai Yunhang was already hurt by a few punches. He shouted a few times but no one responded. Ru Ding beat him and shouted loudly: "Do you dare to bully my Shaolin disciple in the future?"

Bai Yunhang shook his head weakly and said, "I dare not..."

Who bullies who? But the monk Ruding made a harsh statement: "Okay! Don't bully me Shaolin disciples in the future, stay in this yamen honestly..."

This is quite good at martial arts, and he hit Bai Yunhang with another heavy blow while speaking, which made him scream "ah". Bai Yunhang had to beg for mercy and said, "Master said it's right!"

Ru Ding couldn't help laughing: "That's good, that's good! You dog official are still tactful. From ancient times to the present, you have to take care of the secular affairs of Dengfeng, and the Buddhist affairs are controlled by our Buddhists... Dog official, you must remember this, don't bully my Shaolin disciple..."

Every time he said, Bai Yunhang was beaten for a while, and he could only be beaten and begged for mercy. Finally, the monk Ru Ding threw Bai Yunhang onto the bed, left with a swagger, and said a harsh word: "In the future, when encountering any matters involving Buddhism, you must first report to me, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences..."

Ru Ding didn't take Bai Yunhang seriously at all. He walked out of the yamen and went back to his residence to return to the host: "Host, Ru Ding has already taught the new county magistrate a lesson. Promise that he will never dare to go against our Shaolin again... Dengfeng County is from our Shaolin Temple, and no one can take it away!"

The head of the hospital did not express his words, but just hummed and made an official voice: "I understand!"

Bai Yunhang's bones seemed to be broken and could not move at all. He hummed and screamed in pain on the bed. When Dingyuan walked far away, the public personnel ran into the door. While applying medicine to Bai Yunhang, Zhang Yilong comforted him: "Brother Bai... It's okay! Grandma, I'm... Although every time the county magistrate takes office, this bald donkey will take the opportunity to attack, is he getting news too fast this time? This bald donkey!"

This Ru Ding is obviously a good player to beat officials. Although Bai Yunhang has almost reached a place where he is in pain, Bai Yunhang is intact on the surface and is not even broken.

Bai Yunhang endured the pain and couldn't help but curse in his heart!

Damn! This Shaolin disciple is too arrogant and domineering! Besides, is there anything that is under the jurisdiction of Dengfeng County now? Are you determined to let our family leave?
To be continued...