King Jin sat back in front of the public case and asked them to kneel like this without shouting.
It was cold and rainy, and the cold moisture returned to the stone floor, creeping into the gaps between people's knees. It was a kind of torture for the pampered officials.
He said calmly: "Summon the plaintiff."
Without the kneeling action of the yamen servants, King Jin's guards took Luo Huiniang out from the waiting room, and took the plaintiff's case and other documents from the recruitment room and sent them to King Jin.
Luo Huiniang lost a lot of weight, but her eyes seemed to be burning with fire. Even if King Jin was a god descending to earth, she would not be as trembling and obedient as those high officials.
Kneeling on the kneeling stone in the east, she prepared many words to question King Jin.
However, King Jin only looked at her for a few times, then sneered and stood up.
It was as if he just wanted to see what this woman who dared to make waves looked like.
As for questioning, she is not qualified yet.
After scoffing, he looked at Lin Hai: "How did the fire on Hengyu Street start? Lin Xiansi will give it another careful review. After the review is clear, he will think about whether the sea fishing document should be issued."
Lin Hai quickly replied: "Yes."
"Shuai Yan, I have no intention of interfering with Wu'an's army, but our soldiers and horses should be used to kill the enemy, rather than serve as humble servants."
Yan Shi also answered yes.
King Jin glanced at Zhu Guangli again, who was about to knock his head into the stone slab: "Zhifu Zhu, I heard that you are very embarrassed about the reconstruction of Hengyu Street?"
Zhu Guangli sniffed: "Yes, the yamen can't spend so much money."
The King of Jin then looked at Cao Ke: "The Transportation Department has collected tax money. You can submit an order and it will be paid by the Transportation Department. Prime Minister Cao will use his seal."
Zhu Guangli was originally groggy, but after hearing this great news, he simply took a dose of good medicine. Most of his illness was gone, and he kowtowed energetically: "Yes!"
"Yes." Cao Ke gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to beat Zhu Guangli.
King Jin must have known that Zhu Guangli asked him for money, otherwise King Jin would not have remembered to ask for money from him.
It's really a waste of money, but a loss of money.
King Jin walked to the west side of Nuan Pavilion and was about to retreat. Luo Huiniang suddenly said loudly: "Your Majesty!"
"What's the matter?" King Jin turned around and looked at her with a half-smile.
"The fire on Hengyu Street was clearly started by Song Huiyue. Why do you want a retrial? You are using your power for personal gain!"
King Jin smiled at her accusation: "You said she eloped. Why did she elope? She is my savior. As long as she wants, I will give it to her. Let alone a nurse, she is a beggar.
, I can also praise people like dragons and phoenixes, even a useless person like Huang Wenqiu, she said, don’t I also let him become a tea merchant? Just what you said is wrong. "
"You...you..."
Luo Huiniang was speechless, and King Jin's answer was not at all what she expected. She thought King Jin would say that Song Huiyue was not there at all, or that Song Huiyue had no affair at all.
If King Jin said so, she would immediately move the old monk out.
But she didn't expect that King Jin was so comatose. It wasn't as if he was bewitched by the courtesan's wife, but rather as if Song Huiyue had given him Ecstasy.
So what if there is a personal relationship?
However, King Jin refused to let her go, and hit her again with his cold words.
"Mrs. Huang, the reason why you portray yourself as a woman who is not afraid of power is because you have no way out, so you can only accept honor and disgrace without giving in. In fact, you are just jealous."
After saying that, King Jin ignored her and strode away.
Luo Huiniang froze on the spot, her heart beating wildly, feeling that King Jin had stripped her naked in broad daylight.
She felt ashamed first, then sour, and then angry.
Why did Song Huiyue win the favor of King Jin? The so-called savior just followed King Jin from Kyoto to Tanzhou!
If she had stayed on that ship, she would have become King Jin's benefactor.
Lin Hai got up from the ground, rubbed his knees vigorously, and looked at the government servant who was still kneeling on the ground, and became angry.
"Why are you still kneeling? Come here, please clean up this place! It's such a mess, what a shame!"
After that, he was full of anger and glared at Luo Huiniang fiercely: "Get her out!"
Papers were all over the floor, clinging softly to the damp ground. The ink marks on them gradually blurred and became blurry.
Yan Shi and Cao Ke stood up with difficulty, each pretending to pick up Zhang Xutang's letter casually and put it into their sleeves.
Only Zhu Guangli was still kneeling unconsciously.
Cao Ke gave him a strange look: "Zhifu Zhu, the prince is gone, why are you pretending to be a filial son and a virtuous grandson?"
Lin Hai snorted: "Idiot!"
It was Zhu Guangli's incompetence in handling matters and his inability to find out the cause of the fire that caused him to get into trouble.
However, Zhu Guangli was completely unaware of the sarcasm. It wasn't until Yan Shi noticed something was wrong, bent down and pushed him that Zhu Guangli fell to the ground like a winter melon, and they were shocked to realize that he had fainted.
Lin Hai quickly asked people to send Zhu Guangli home, and at the same time exclaimed at his two colleagues: "This...how do you become a prefect?"
"What a talent," Cao Ke sneered, "A guy like this can actually be an official."
Yan Shi was not interested in Zhu Guangli, and the most important thing at the moment was to clean his butt, so he bowed his hands to Lin Hai and said goodbye, and Cao Ke followed him out the door.
The servants waiting outside quickly came over to hold an umbrella. Cao Ke left in a hurry. The autumn rain poured down all over his body and he didn't feel anything. Before entering the sedan chair, he asked Yan Shi: "How did King Jin know that the accounts are so secret?"
Yes, did he personally go and count the people of Wu'an Army one by one?"
Yan Shi's steps were heavy and his heart was heavy: "It's impossible. There are fifty thousand people in Wu'an Army, and there are quite a few who ask for leave every day. How can he count them?"
The two of them got into the sedan with suspicion.
The bearer lifted up the sedan chair and led the two of them away from the place of right and wrong.
The conversation between the two people was not over yet. One on the left and the other on the right, they raised the car windows and communicated invisibly.
Cao Ke couldn't wait to say: "Then how did he find out? Are there still people of his inside that you haven't cleaned up?"
"No, there must be something wrong with your account."
"Absolutely impossible!" Cao Ke's voice became louder, and then he lowered his voice, "Do you know that Yuan Shaopei, Master Qiangu, that pig, I tried it specially, and even he didn't see the problem.
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"It's not you or me, it can only be a ghost."
The two of them rolled their eyes at the same time, thinking about the ghost that might appear next to them.
Prince Jin's sedan chair also returned to the palace very quickly.
After the sedan landed, Huang Ting waited outside the sedan for a moment. When he heard no movement, he whispered: "Your Majesty?"
There was still no sound, so he handed the umbrella to the young chamberlain who came up to him, bent down and gently opened the sedan curtain, and took a look inside.
Under the dim light, King Jin fell asleep in the sedan chair with an awkward posture.
During his trip to Ezhou, he was so tired that he had black circles under his eyes and he also lost weight.
Regarding the robbery of steel and silver, he had to be careful in everything. He was worried about it and finally suffered until the dust settled. He did not expect that such a big thing would happen in Tanzhou again.
Only now did he have the chance to close his eyes and rest for a while.