Eight Hundred and Ninetieth Four: Northern Overlord (31)

Jiang Pengji spoke resoundingly, 90% of the truth mixed with 100% of the false, forcibly turning black and white upside down.

The group of people who were arrogant just now seemed to be strangled by invisible hands, with weird and funny expressions.

"What? Is there anything wrong with this government?"

With a sneer on her face, Jiang Pengji swept them around with her emotionless eyes.

I don't know if it's a guilty conscience, but they always feel that Jiang Pengji's eyes are full of fine thorns, so they dare not look at her.

Whoever she glanced at would move away uncomfortably.

Jiang Pengji sneered and said, "Stacks of land deeds, books of account books, and secret letters of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country...all of them were found from your house. You should tell me who they belong to? Why? I have grown legs and ran to your house?"

Everyone's face was ashen, looking at the dozen or so big boxes that killed people, after a while, their backs were already covered with fine sweat.

A certain noble clan's wife said, "Your Majesty understands that these land deeds are all purchased from the common people..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Pengji threw the sandalwood brocade fan in her face, humiliating her in public without showing any mercy.

"Purchased from the common people? This is the funniest joke I have heard in this year."

Jiang Pengji spoke in a strange way, and the lady was angry, ashamed and resentful after hearing this.

She was publicly humiliated by Jiang Pengji, and everyone's attention and eyes fell on her, which made her feel like a thorn in her back.

If there is a seam in the ground at this time, she can't wait to get in but not come out.

"Fine land worth thirty-four guan, you can buy it for only 1 guan or even hundreds of renminbi. Why didn't this government come across such a cheap sale?" Jiang Pengji held back her anger, and murderous intent appeared in her eyes. If possible, she really wanted to kill all of these people.

The lady wanted to quibble, "A few years ago, Northern Xinjiang stationed heavy troops on the border. The people were ignorant and believed the rumors, thinking that the aliens in Northern Xinjiang were about to march south... In order to escape the flames of war, they sold their real estate and good land at a low price. It’s definitely not forced to buy and sell!”

She still has some brains, and the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason is definitely not acceptable.

It's better to try to clean up the whitewashing, and say that the fields and houses are sold at a low price by the people.

Of course, such a pale and ridiculous statement, not to mention others, even she herself did not believe it.

The audience in the live broadcast room even taunted him collectively, gaining a further understanding of this person's thick skin.

: It's been a long time since I've seen you, does this person really treat others as fools? Or, in her eyes, ordinary people are all mentally retarded? Something worth thirty-four pennies, sold at a low price or even hundreds of pennies? Where is the face? Forgotten in the mother's womb?

: Hehe, I’m in a small third-tier city here, and the housing price is about 9,100 square meters. According to this woman, the people sold their houses at a price of less than 301 square meters because they heard that foreigners from northern Xinjiang were coming to fight?

Although well-informed, the audience was also surprised by the thick skin of this noble lady.

: This man has such a thick skin that he probably won't even be able to penetrate Dongfeng missiles.

For the ancient people, the fields were everything they needed to support their families.

Many people would rather die than sell their land, because they know very well that the land is still in their hands, and they may still have a glimmer of life. Snatched away, not far from starving to death.

Food is the hard currency in troubled times, the more chaotic the world, the higher the price of food.

How much food can be exchanged for the money obtained from selling the ancestral farms and houses at a low price?

"It's not forced to buy and sell by force? Do you dare to touch your own dark heart and say it again?" Jiang Pengji showed a smile on her face, and she said, "Now that the matter is up to now, the evidence is solid, and you dare to quibble? Use you Take a good look with your eyes, those people who were secretly sold to northern Xinjiang by you, who are they? In this world, where are the sellers who sold their ancestral fields and houses, and were even beaten by buyers from good to low, and smuggled? The reason for selling to alien races in northern Xinjiang? Could it be that it is not enough for them to sell their fields and houses,

Would it be possible to sell yourself and be willing to be a slave? These ridiculous nonsense should also be passed on to the people of the world to listen and let them comment. "

After Jiang Pengji finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed again and again, and their eyes changed from panic to deep fear.

Even though it wasn't long before Jiang Pengji arrived in Chongzhou, she knew a lot about Chongzhou from Gu Xin.

Gu Xin was the most well-informed of businessmen traveling from south to north, and he even came into contact with the human trafficking business run by Chongzhou gentry.

Jiang Pengji had a solid hammer in her hand, and they couldn't justify it.

The noble lady's face bled from fright, she said in a voice like a mosquito, "I don't know where the Fujun heard about this matter..."

Jiang Pengji glanced at her, and said, "No matter where I heard it from, it is an irrefutable proof."

The crowd felt like they were falling into an ice cellar, and depending on the situation, Jiang Pengji had no intention of letting them go.

A certain clan elder secretly gave the clan wife a hard look, and scolded the woman for being stupid. He said, "The matter of the common people's farms and houses can be put aside for the time being and discussed later. How to find out thoroughly."

The most important thing now is not to launder the whitewashing of strong buying and strong selling.

Once the matter of collaborating with the enemy and treason is determined, it will definitely bring disaster to the whole family.

If it is light, it will confiscate the family property, if it is serious, it will kill the family.

Jiang Pengji said, "This is all evidence, what do you want to deny? If it wasn't for collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country, how can you explain that you took away the land and houses from the common people, changed them from good to cheap, and sold them to northern Xinjiang in batches? ? Do you know what kind of life they lived in northern Xinjiang? Livestock are better than them! How do you explain these letters written by your patriarch himself?"

Jiang Pengji opened a superstition letter, and the contents of the letter made the clan elder break out in cold sweat.

The current situation was very unfavorable to them, Jiang Pengji was still aggressive, and in a panic, they didn't have the energy to carefully distinguish the handwriting in the letter. Anyway, at first glance, it is indeed their familiar handwriting, even the inscription is familiar.

Is it possible that this is true?

Did the patriarch really make a deal of collaborating with the enemy and treason with the aliens in northern Xinjiang behind the back of the patriarch?

But... But they occupy the fields and houses only for wealth, and they have no intention of treason at all!

In the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, the yellow mud fell into the crotch—it was either shit or shit, and they didn't have the confidence to deny it.

Thinking that Jiang Pengji would still publicize these scandals so that everyone in the world would know, these clan elders felt their eyes darkened, and they almost collapsed to the ground. For the gentry, ruin is more terrible than anything else.