When people watch other people's suffering, they can naturally comment on it lightly, but even if half of the pain is shared by themselves, it is unbearable.
Especially the fire stick that can even hit a hole with a stone. If he hit Tianling Gai with the stick, he might not be as lucky as the Song family uncle and he would die immediately.
If people are gone, who will use the extra money?
Everyone left in confusion, as if they now understood that the Zhang family had to apologize, and the apology was still light. If he had someone gouge him like this, then he hoped that his family would give the murderer such a beating.
The steward touched his nose and left in despair.
You Song sneered twice, threw away the fire stick, and asked someone to carry the apology in.
Of course, you don't want to give up money for free, and you can take it without delaying your revenge.
Mrs. Song had to deal with the apology, so the King of Jin took Song Huiyue out and walked around Caomen Street unnoticed. Finally, they had a delicious meal in the restaurant's pavilion. The two of them put down their bowls and chopsticks, exchanged refreshments, and lay down separately.
He breathed a sigh of relief in his chair.
The two of them were sitting quietly eating, and heard someone singing a ditty next door. The clappers were crisp and the singing voice was soft. The person singing was so relaxed and happy that he almost fell asleep.
King Jin moved a stool closer to Song Huiyue and said sleepily: "I felt dizzy when I read the fish scale book last night. It was so messy that my eyes were all blurred."
Song Huiyue asked subconsciously: "Does the Fish Scale Book change a lot every year?"
The fish scale book is a drawing of houses, mountains, ponds, and fields in order, similar to fish scales. These things are not traded often, and even if there are changes, they will be very small. In some poor counties, they will not even change once every few years.
On the contrary, in wealthy places, there are frequent sales and changes, but after all, it is a big item, so the buying and selling is not that frequent.
King Jin closed his eyes and said slowly: "I only looked at the fish scale albums on Hedong Road and Hebei Road last night, and it didn't change much."
He sat up, dipped his finger in some tea, and drew a fish scale on the table.
"It was like this at the beginning," and then he drew another place, which was roughly the same, but the positions of the lines in the middle changed. "After a flood season, it became like this."
After the flood season, the originally well-defined fields were submerged and needed to be re-measured. After the flood season, some people's fields quietly expanded, while others' fields shrank.
Moreover, every flood season is changing, and wealthy households are encroaching on the fields bit by bit.
King Jin lay back again and closed his eyes: "The fish scale book has changed, but the land deed has not changed. The land tax is based on acres. People who have less land have to pay more taxes. It's really... people's livelihood.
How difficult."
Forcing the people to become bandits, it is no wonder that the bandits and bandits are endlessly suppressed.
He was full of worries and muttered half asleep: "I have to go for a walk."
Song Huiyue looked sideways at him: "Are you going in person?"
King Jin opened his eyes and saw that her body was leaning toward him unconsciously and clinging to him like a child. He couldn't help but smile: "Yes, I can't go. I have to go and look at the account books."
When he smiled, Song Hui also smiled slightly. When he smiled, his thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of energy, as agile as a bird.
"Oh, by the way, that Magistrate Dou..." Song Huiyue told Dou Qushan that she asked him to find Ni Peng.
"If he can do it, it will save me a lot of trouble."
When the two of them were talking slowly, Xie Zhou came up and opened the door and said: "Your Majesty, something happened!"
King Jin was originally sleepy, but after hearing Xie Zhou's words, he immediately sat upright and frowned: "What's the matter?"
"It's Chen Zhigang, just under the Zhouqiao Bridge. He came out of the public house and went home to eat. He disappeared along with the bearer halfway. Later, he was found under the Zhouqiao Bridge."
"He really became a toothless person," he grinned and pointed at his white teeth, "I had them all pulled out, not a single one was left."
Then he clicked his tongue and shook his head: "It's so miserable. Even my clothes were stripped off, and everything on my body that could be taken away was gone."
King Jin took a sip of tea slowly: "Did the people in Guidongzi do it?"
Xie Zhou cleared his throat and said solemnly: "They said it was you, the prince, who did it."
When King Jin heard this, he put down the tea cup he was holding and said in disbelief: "Has my reputation become so bad?"
Xie Zhou shook his head: "That's not true. It was Chen Zhigang's bearer who said that you and Chen Zhigang had an affair at Prime Minister Zhang's house. You must be waiting for an opportunity to take revenge. Should we find a way to clarify this?"
King Jin nodded, thinking that this guess was very reasonable. Originally, he was going to take action against Chen Zhigang, but someone was a step ahead of him and spoke out for him.
Thinking of venting his anger, he suddenly went to see Song Huiyue.
Song Huiyue was holding a small piece of shortbread to eat. The shortbread was crumbled, and the salted egg yolk inside was also rustling down. She ate it with one hand and caught it with the other. After eating, she poured the crumbs into her mouth.
Finally, I took a sip of hot tea.
She noticed King Jin's gaze and said without hiding it: "It's me."
She pointed at Yin Xiao again: "The two of us."
Specifically, she directed it, Yin Xiao arranged it, and the people in Wuyou Cave took action.
King Jin was surprised and happy. He was surprised that Yin Xiao could drive the desperadoes in Wuyou Cave, and he was happy that Song Huiyue protected him.
Song Huiyue was indifferent to everything outside the Song family, just like a passerby in the world, but when he was used as a tool by his father, she took him under her immature wings.
"No need to clarify," King Jin casually told Xie Zhou, "just treat it as if it was me."
Xie Zhou looked at Song Huiyue and felt a toothache.
He wondered whether Song Huiyue's gloomy side came from her mother's womb, or from the accident ten years ago?
No matter where she came from, he believed that Song Huiyue was no longer an ordinary young lady. Talking about marriage was no longer suitable for her. She seemed to need a place to show off her talents.
"Sister Yue, go and take charge of Qin Xin Tea House," he blurted out, "That place is a mess. Mrs. Qin can't handle it by herself. People are looking for trouble all day long."
After hearing Xie Zhou's sudden idea, Song Huiyue was not very surprised and asked casually: "Brother, aren't you afraid that I will demolish the teahouse?"
Seeing her reaction, Xie Zhou felt more and more that he had seen the right person: "You see, you remain calm in times of crisis. You have the air of a general. It won't matter if you tear her down."
King Jin also thought this proposal was good. The closer the relationship between Song Huiyue and him, the better: "You should have a place to relax."
Song Huiyue thought about it and felt that being in charge of a tea house really made her feel at ease.
"Okay." She agreed readily.
"Your Majesty, the Eighth Master" Du Lan rushed over after Xie Zhou, "There's something big going on in Zhouqiao. Chen Zhigang's incident alarmed Envoy Yue. Envoy Yue asked for an order to mobilize the Forbidden Army. The Infantry Division will lead the Dragon Guard.
Four armies, completely clear the underground ditches!"
Xie Zhou was surprised: "So fast!"
When he first came from Zhouqiao, people from the Yamen had just arrived. Why did he request the order so quickly to order the Imperial Army to clear the troops?
"Go and have a look," King Jin stood up, "I'm afraid they think the people in this underground cave are my forces and want to kill me by surprise."