As soon as Yin Guangbo said this, the whole courtyard was in an uproar.
This sentence not only slapped Zheng Zhongguang in the face, but also made many people present blush.
Some people felt that they had been hit in a sore spot and could not help but jump to their feet and curse: "Why do you need to come here to teach us how to be an official? Is there anyone here who has not been immersed in officialdom for many years?"
These people looked miserable and looked at Yin Guangbo as if he was about to die.
And most people also have sympathetic faces.
After all, he was the one who was named on the gold list. He was young and energetic, and did not understand the ways of being an official. He offended the governor before he took office.
This official career has ended before it even begins.
"What this lord is saying is that after all these years of ups and downs in your officialdom, I wonder if there are still people who remember their original intentions?" Yin Guangbo bore the cold light of everyone and retorted without giving in at all.
Original intention
A few people couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he asked him this question.
"Establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations." Yin Guangbo pointed to the sky and swore to the sun, speaking with righteousness like tearing the wind and splitting the fog.
Zheng Zhongguang's eyes were cold, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, staring at the high-spirited Yin Guangbo under the scorching sun.
Some people who had criticized Yin Guangbo just now were dumbfounded and had their mouths twitching.
For a moment, I didn't know how to refute.
The eyes of those few who were ashamed were stung by the dazzling Yin Guangbo.
Listening to his powerful words, I couldn't help but think back to myself many years ago.
I was once like this, a passionate young man...
Since when, that young man was killed by his own greed.
And Xiao Zimu looked at Yin Guangbo Xin's tall and straight back, with a hint of appreciative smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Yinzhou Magistrate, today is Mr. Zheng's wedding banquet, so don't discuss the ways of being an official here. You can quickly apologize to Mr. Zheng, and we will let this go." Pu Youren cherished Yin Guangbo's talents.
He looked at Zheng Zhongguang's angry face and tried to smooth things over.
Unexpectedly, Yin Guangbo didn't appreciate it. He looked around and sighed as if he had a sudden realization: "I heard it occasionally before I was sent to the official position. In three years of clearing the prefecture, I received one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know that what I said is true."
Yin Guangbo's "Qing" does not mean incorruptible, but "upright official".
In other words, if you serve as a magistrate for one year and can be regarded as an upright official, you will earn at least one hundred thousand taels of silver.
In this regard, he is relatively honest and self-respecting among officials.
From this point of view, the annual salary of a prefect is only one hundred and five taels, which is not even a piece of silver.
Pu Youren originally intended to let Yin Guangbo borrow the donkey down the slope, but he didn't know how to praise him. In the blink of an eye, he also scolded him, his face turned pale, and he snorted coldly.
The adults all curled their lips, not knowing whether to praise him for his fearless life or to scold him for not knowing how to live or die.
"Yin Guangbo is second in the Jinke rankings, right? You haven't obtained the official seal yet. To put it bluntly, you are not even a state judge now." Zheng Zhongguang's face was filled with disdain.
"It's true that I haven't officially taken office yet, but Mr. Zheng, who has been re-elected for these years, I'm afraid even the execution of all the corrupt officials will not be enough to vent the public's anger." Yin Guangbo glanced at a group of Yingying Yanyan ladies on the left, and roughly counted them. There must be nearly twenty people here.
"Yin Ranking No. 2, how could you say such a thing? It's really..." An adult next to him didn't even dare to call the Yinzhou judge at the moment. He was stuck there and was full of fear.
"I don't know whether to live or die if I scratch the itch in the coffin." Zheng Zhongguang laughed angrily, looking at him like an ant.
"Master Zheng is absolutely right." Yin Guangbo bowed as if he was being taught.
When everyone saw that he had softened, they all exhaled the turbid air in their mouths. Some people softened their voices and said, "Today is Master Zheng's son's full moon wine. Let's start the banquet after apologizing."
"Who will be lying in this coffin is still unknown." Yin Guangbo snorted, and when he raised his head again, his eyes suddenly showed a sharp look.
"You are really looking for death!"
"Can't you live a good life?"
"Since ancient times, scholars have always been pedantic..."
As all the adults discussed, Zheng Zhongguang's face completely fell. He ordered the servants beside him: "Send Yin Guangbo back to the inn and take good care of him."
Following Zheng Zhongguang's order, everyone became clear.
After tonight, I'm afraid it will be rumored that the Jinke No. 2 player encountered something unexpected on his way to his new post...
Or maybe the inn accidentally wandered into the water.
In short, I am afraid that I will never see the sun tomorrow again.
The boys had just taken two steps forward, but before they could reach Yin Guangbo's clothes, they saw a flash of silver light and a long sword coming out of his body.
The long sword was extremely sharp, its blade was like autumn frost, and it was glowing with cold light at this time. The tip of the sword was pointed directly at Zheng Zhongguang's throat.
The originally noisy courtyard suddenly fell silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
The adults wanted to reach out to stop them, but they were afraid of shocking the long sword in Xin Ya's hand. They all spoke softly and coaxed and persuaded: "Young knight, please be merciful. We can discuss everything. If you have anything to say, let's talk it over. If you are hurt, If you kill Mr. Zheng, it will be bad."
"Yes, young hero, if there is blood, I am afraid that all the people in the yard today will be buried with them." Pu Youren was confused and hurriedly agreed.
"How could a governor with such great ability allow all the people in this courtyard to be buried with him?" Xin Ya raised his eyebrows, raised his sword tip horizontally, and with a flash of silver light, a trace of blood appeared on Zheng Zhongguang's neck.
"No. 2 on the Yin List!" Several adults shouted along with Pu Youren and swallowed hard.
Yin Guangbo looked up at them and saw that their faces were even paler than Zheng Zhongguang's, as gray as death.
"No. 2 on the Yin List! Lord Zheng is not just the governor of Guwan..." Pu Youren was worried.
"Oh?" Yin Guangbo raised his chin slightly, looking suspicious.
Xiao Zimu also looked at Pu Youren.
Xin Ya, however, remained motionless, his back straight, and the tip of his sword pointed across Zheng Zhongguang's throat.
"Master Zheng is a relative of the emperor." Pu Youren blurted out, fearing that the man holding the sword would lose his balance and scratch Zheng Zhongguang again.
Pu Youren's words shocked the expressions of most people present.
Yin Guangbo's face cracked when he heard this, and he scanned Xiao Zimu's face imperceptibly.
Seeing him slightly nodding to himself, he felt at peace in his heart, and said to Pu Youren eloquently: "The prince breaks the law and the common people are guilty, but I don't know which royal relative he, Zheng Fuyin, relies on?"
"No. 2 Yin, don't speak nonsense, don't speak nonsense!" Pu Youren was like an ant on a hot pot, but he didn't know how to dissuade him.
"Prefect Pu, don't you know which of my words are lies?" Yin Guangbo asked sternly.
Pu Youren hesitated to speak. Not many people knew about Zheng Zhongguang's status as a relative of the emperor.
After all, just by virtue of his status as the governor of Guwan, he is enough to control the situation here.
He looked at the trace of blood on Zheng Zhongguang's throat, gritted his teeth and said softly.
"Master Zheng is the cousin of the current Seventh Prince..."
(End of chapter)