"Pfft -" Han Qing raised his head and squirted out a mouthful of cold river water, and the upper half of his body emerged from the water. His bronze skin shone in the morning sun, and he was full of vitality from head to toe.
However, his eyes vaguely revealed the vicissitudes of a middle-aged person, which was extremely inconsistent with his appearance of eighteen or nineteen years old.
"Check the water quality!"
"Good job on patrol!"
"Inspection is mighty——"
All around, there was a flood of praise. The archers and village warriors of Jinniu Village unhesitatingly threw flattering words at the heads of their young inspectors.
"Stop croaking and take our clothes and weapons!" Han Qing waved his hands carelessly, and then looked down at his angular eight-pack abs. There was a hint of indifference on his young face.
Concealed pride.
Maybe it was because God wanted him to sacrifice his life to save others, or maybe it was some other mistake. Three months ago, when he woke up from a coma, he found that he had traveled through time and space to a ninth-grade Sesame Official from the Song Dynasty with the same name.
The original owner's surname was Han Qing, his surname was Jiajun, his official title was...
Come on, there's no need to bow. In fact, the original owner of the body was an unlucky man.
Not long ago, he was expelled from Bianliang Taixue's residence and demoted to Jinniuzhai, Ding'an County, Ningzhou Prefecture, Yongxing Army, for two charges of "arbitrarily submitting letters and inciting state affairs" and "beating party envoys in the street", where he did a job.
Named Cong Ninth Grade Inspection. (Note: Those who graduated from Imperial College in the Song Dynasty would be awarded the same background as Jinshi, and could participate in the palace examination and be awarded official positions.)
To explain it in modern terms: Han Qing, the original owner of this body, had already reached the postgraduate level at Taixue, the highest institution of higher education in the Song Dynasty, and would soon graduate and be awarded the title of Jinshi. He had a bright future. However, because of his crimes in Bianliang City,
He made a serious political mistake and was driven to a deserted border village to serve his crime.
The specific position is equivalent to the police station director and industrial and commercial tax director of Jinniuzhai, Ding'an County, Ningzhou Prefecture, Song Dynasty.
As for the reason for the mistake, it is even more dumbfounding.
A few months ago, the original owner of this body was dissatisfied with the fact that after the Song Dynasty's defeat, the Song Dynasty court "rewarded" the two states of Ling and Liang to Xia Guogong, and party member Li Jiqian governed them. He first wrote a blood letter with several classmates and friends, asking the emperor to
The imperial commander went on a personal expedition and fought to the death with the party members.
Immediately, because he hated the envoy sent by Xia Guogong Li Jiqian to Bianliang to accept the reward, he rode his horse into the people. He tore off his mount and beat him severely in the street!
As a result, the imperial court could not control the Li family of Dangxiang, nor could it control a few angry young people?
With the fastest speed since the founding of the Song Dynasty, Yousi captured the few imperial students who were the ones who were causing trouble, Shang Shesheng. (Note: Shang Shesheng was a senior student of the Imperial Academy in the Song Dynasty.)
With the fastest speed since the founding of the Song Dynasty, the imperial court announced the decision to punish them, and they "traveled thousands of miles away" to undergo transformation under the supervision of local officials.
The original owner of this body was relegated to a remote village thousands of miles away from Bianliang, and was still able to survive as an inspector of Jinniu Village because his father, Han Weixian, had fought for the country in the past few years.
He died on the battlefield. And his grandfather Han Chonggui used his own body to block the arrows of Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty! (Note: Inspection inspection was an official position in the early Song Dynasty. It was under the dual jurisdiction of local and superior inspection yamen. In terms of power division
, similar to the industrial and commercial, tax and police complex.)
However, young people are very ignorant.
Before leaving Bianliang, the original owner of this body had a big quarrel with his grandfather Han Chonggui. In front of all the people who saw him off, he composed a poem about his mentor who refused to come forward to support his student.
The Imperial College offered wine to Zheng Changfeng and cursed him like crazy.
Even so, the blood in his heart was still boiling.
Within a few days after taking office, based on the situation on the border, he proposed to the imperial court ten policies for peace and summer such as "garrisoning fields, preparing for war, reorganizing the army, and banning tea from leaving the country."
He died under the triple blow of acclimatization.
Damn, deserve it!
After studying the history of the former owner of the body, modern private detective Han Qing could not feel "the slightest bit" of sympathy for this person's experience.
With the knowledge and vision of a thirty-six-year-old private detective, the previous owner of this body was suffering from "calcium deficiency in the five elements" and was severely lacking in social support!
With all the strength of the country, they could not defeat the Li family, which only occupied the poor land in the northwest. Emperor Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty, apart from recognizing the rule of Xia Guogong Li Jiqian over Lingzhou and Liangzhou, could he still rely on empty words to let the other party swallow him up?
The land that went down was spat out?
If the imperial commander goes on a personal expedition, who will he take with him?
Could it be that just a few Taixue keyboard warriors, wielding brushes and inkstones, could fight for the emperor against one hundred thousand Party Iron Kites? (Note: Party Iron Kites, heavy armored cavalry, are claimed to be four hundred thousand, but the actual number is less than twenty thousand)
Besides, although the inspection level of Jinniu Village from the ninth level is low, he is still a state cadre, a person within the system, and has an iron rice bowl.
In future generations, one would have to have a trustworthy relationship to apply for a job at the subdistrict office after graduating with a doctorate, but the former owner of the body became a full-time undergraduate before he was twenty years old. What else is there to be aggrieved about?!
Although right now in Bianliang City, one brick can kill five ninth-grade servants.
At the local level, it is a goal that many people cannot achieve even after a lifetime of hard work!
If he hadn't fallen out with his grandfather, he might have been transferred back to Bianliang in a few years and made a comeback.
What's more, the scope of the inspection's responsibilities also includes: "Inspection to catch illegal tea, salt, alum, horses and medicinal materials, and thieves on land and water nearby to steal official business."
In other words, the security affairs for dozens of miles around Jinniuzhai, as well as the inspection of the smuggling trade between the Song Dynasty and the Dangxiang separatist forces on the nearby commercial roads, are all under the control of the original owner of this body!
Even if he does not return to Bianliang, he is still a proper local emperor. He cannot be called Bailihou, and calling him Seventy Lihou is more than enough!
The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, but he still has the opportunity to inspect smuggling, and he has a handful of oil. After three to five years of hard work, he still worries about becoming a rich man?!
As for the party items of Ping Ping and the future of the Song Dynasty, Ping Zhangshi (prime minister) and deputy prime minister (deputy prime minister) under Zhongshu's family were not in a hurry. How could it be your turn to worry about a small ninth-level inspection?
What's more, according to what the private detective who traveled from the 21st century knew, when the Li family was most powerful, they only established themselves as the Xia Kingdom and forced the Song Dynasty to reward them with some coins. They were never able to deal with the Song Dynasty.
pose a fatal threat.
On the contrary, the Northern Song Dynasty, before its demise, used the eunuch Tong Guan to command the army and captured Yinzhou, Hengshan and other strategic places. It forced Xixia to surrender again, and its king humiliatingly changed his name to Zhao Qianshun! (Note: This is a historical fact.)
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"Inspection, the weapons are here!"
"Inspection, my subordinates will help you change your clothes!"
"Inspection, the wind is strong, be careful to catch cold..."
The voices of archers Zhang Fan and Yang Wei came to his ears, interrupting Han Qing's chaotic thoughts.
"Yes!" Han Qing opened his arms and put on his casual clothes while the two archers were waiting with peace of mind. Then he grabbed the spear and started practicing one move after another on the river beach.
Although he looked down upon the "earth-like and shabby" thoughts of the previous owner of this body, he liked the current body very much.
Young, tall, and strong, and not even the slightest hint of belly has grown in her lower abdomen.
What he likes more is the Han family's marksmanship in the memory of the previous owner of the body.
If he mastered the art of killing enemies in the army, he would have more hope of saving his life if Li Jiqian brought his iron kite to his door next time.
Therefore, since the time travel, the family relationships, knowledge, skills, aspirations and hobbies of the former owner of the body have all been forgotten by private detective Han Qing.
Only this set of marksmanship in his memory was considered by private detective Han Qing as God's gift to time travellers. He practiced hard every day! He even named it with reference to later martial arts novels, "The Soul-Chasing Death Gun!"
As the old saying goes, hard work pays off.
Three months of hard training, combined with some 21st century nutritional supplements, gave Han Qing a huge harvest. Not only did his moves become more impressive, but his spirit became stronger day by day. Looking from a distance, he looked like a
A green pine standing proudly in the wind!
The original owner of the body was actually 20 years old, but his real age was only 18. He was definitely young.
The original owner of the body had been well nourished since childhood and had a strict upbringing, so he was very handsome. Standing among a bunch of archers and local warriors, he seemed to stand out from the crowd.
But Han Qing's soul is already thirty-six years old. He has a smooth personality, flexible skills, and no lofty ambitions. He takes his time when things happen, and he also knows how to turn a blind eye to the ways of "making a fortune" for his subordinates.
Eye.
The combination of good-looking skin and mature soul allowed Han Qing to easily establish his prestige in Jinniu Village after "recovering".
Nowadays, "Following the inspection master, you can eat meat, make money, and not be tired from the work" has become the consensus of all the archers and village warriors in Jinniu Village.
Especially compared to the former inspector Chen Ping who was transferred a few months ago and liked to put on airs and eat alone, the new inspector Han Qing and Han Jiajun are a good boss that is hard to find.
Archers and country warriors, I wish he would never be promoted to a higher position and lead everyone to enjoy the world!
"Good marksmanship on patrol!"
"Inspection inspection is worthy of being called the queen of generals, and her marksmanship is superb!"
"The patrol is powerful, the patrol is invincible!"
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The set of "soul-chasing and life-killing guns" has almost been used, and the praises have already resounded through the river bank.
Although I kept repeating it over and over again, the same few sentences were always lacking in new ideas. But when I heard it, Han Qing felt comfortable!
"Bring some wine and dried meat. If nothing happens, let's all have a few drinks together!" When you are in a good mood, you need to share it with others. Han Qing poked his gun on the ground and stroked his palms hard.
"It's a shame, it's a shame. What virtue and ability do little people dare to drink from the inspection wine?" Zhang Fan, Yang Wei and others were elated, but they kept bowing with saliva in their mouths.
"Just go when I ask you to go, don't be verbose! How can there be so much red tape in a village with a northwest wind?!" Han Qing deliberately glared and scolded loudly.
"Then, then, then we will climb high!" All the archers and village warriors responded loudly, and hurriedly pulled out the wine jars that had been soaked for a long time from the springs by the river.
Immediately, he took down the wind chicken, dried sausage, pig ears, cured duck and other appetizers from the nearby willow tree, put them on multiple wooden plates, and placed them in a sunny place that was sheltered from the wind.
There were a total of four archers and thirty-two local warriors, but they were automatically divided into three groups.
Zhang Fan, Yang Wei and two other archers named Liu Hong and Wang Wu respectively, who were formal workers with the national establishment, were sitting next to Han Qing, drinking with the inspector.
The twenty-four township warriors, without a formal establishment, were temporary workers, and their status was equivalent to that of later generations of auxiliary police. They were automatically divided into two groups according to their age and seniority, and sat down around eating and drinking while moving rocks.
There were four newcomers who had just filled in the gap, but they were not even qualified to sit down. Two stood beside Han Qing and were responsible for pouring wine and serving dishes, while the other two served a group of local braves. But no one felt that they were qualified.
No matter how wronged he is, his face is full of willingness.
Although Han Qing's body was only eighteen years old, his soul was that of a thirty-six-year-old man. He was not surprised at all by the performance of the archers and local warriors. He picked up the porcelain cup he had just filled and raised it gently to everyone.
Lift it up, then drink it all in one gulp.
"Huh..." The hot air spurted out, lingering in the sharp spring breeze of April in the northwest.
The wine was a "gift" from merchants who brought goods from the Western Regions to the Song Dynasty. It was said to be produced in a very distant place. It had a rich chestnut flavor and a color like amber.
According to the classification of later generations, it should belong to the sweet wine category. In the Song Dynasty, it may be the ancestor of port wine.
When people in the Song Dynasty tasted wine, they thought it was refreshing, spicy, and slightly bitter. Sweet, greasy, and soft wine was considered bad. Therefore, Han Qing doubted the sales of this wine after it was shipped to Bianliang. However, he had at least five ways to make this wine.
The wine becomes more suitable to your taste.
Adding white wine and rice wine to make cocktails is the best choice. It can not only resolve the sweetness, but also enhance the alcohol content and layering.
However, Jinniuzhai is located in a remote area, and it is impossible to buy the newly emerged small wine (original liquor). Han Qing had to settle for the next best thing and choose to use cold springs to cool down the astringency and relieve greasiness.
The chicken, dried sausage, cured duck and other items that go with the wine are also gifts from passing caravans. They are all natural and pollution-free, and are marinated with the finest green salt. The taste is ten times better than the vacuum-packaged products of later generations.
The word "active" in this sentence absolutely does not need any quotation marks.
After Han Qing "recovered" from his illness, he not only reduced the "tea money" that vendors had to pay to Jinniuzhai in addition to the official national tax by 50%, but also led the archers to spread traps, hunting traps, and poisonous bait along the way.
They killed the wolves and ferocious beasts for hundreds of miles around Jinniu Village, leaving corpses strewn all over the ground.
As a result, except for the first month, the amount of tea allocated to archers and village warriors decreased slightly. In the remaining two months, the amount of "oil and water" falling into the hands of archers and village warriors was actually higher than in previous years.
period, an increase of 30%!
After saving a lot of money, the merchants in the past also knew how to reciprocate the favor. They took the initiative to leave delicacies from the Central Plains and the Western Regions to Jinniu Village as a reward for the archers and village warriors to eliminate the ferocious beasts.
"Inspection, my subordinates are brave, I would like to offer you a cup of inspection."
"Inspection, after all, Bianliang City has seen a lot of things. Ice springs are everywhere here, but no one has thought that they can be used to suppress wine."
"Inspection inspection, I will give you another toast!"
"Brothers, drink and win!"
"Drink victory!"
Throughout the ages, whoever has the highest official position at the banquet table is the center of gravity. In the Song Dynasty, there was no exception.
The idea of "not bowing down for five buckets of rice", the idea of "lowering one's eyebrows and bowing one's waist to serve the powerful", and the idea of "worrying about the world's worries first, and rejoicing after the world's happiness" are all nonsense that only educated people can figure out.
, has nothing to do with the frontier village, and has nothing to do with the thirty-six-year-old private detective Han Qing, and it has nothing to do with a penny!
After traveling through time, Han Qing thanked God from the bottom of her heart for giving her this opportunity to be reborn.
Han Qing, a time traveler, is satisfied and enjoying the life he now enjoys, surrounded by people, having wine and meat, and not having to worry about anything!
Of course, it would be better if the distant sound of horse hooves that disturbs the scenery does not appear.
"Inspection, Mrs. Hou Zhang from the east entrance of Houjia Village has been kneeling at the gate of the government office all morning, saying that if you don't make the decision for her and get back the cattle that were stolen by Zhou Lezi from Zhoujiabao next door, she will die on her knees.
I can’t get up at the gate of the government office!”
The sound of horse hoofbeats came to him in a blink of an eye. Niu Ju, the archer who was supposed to be on duty at Jinniuzhai, turned over and dismounted, swallowing his saliva while reporting vaguely.
"Let her go to the clan leader. If the clan leader doesn't care, go to the county to play drums and ask the county magistrate to make the decision!" Without thinking, Han Qing put down the wine cup, frowned and waved his hand.
"Inspection, she, she is acting up, kneeling on the ground and refusing to get up! There are many people watching around, watching the excitement!" The sound of swallowing, accompanied by Niu Ju's voice, made people particularly upset.
"If she doesn't want to get up, find some brothers, carry her, and throw her back to Houjia Village, and let the clan leader and Li Zheng take care of it." Han Qing removed half of the wax duck, threw it to Niu Ju, and continued to give casual instructions.
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If you like to meddle in other people's business, it's easy to fall into trouble.
He is a patrol inspector and is only responsible for arresting thieves and smuggling, and is not responsible for investigating cases.
The ownership of cattle that have been cut off from cultivation is within the jurisdiction of the county magistrate. If he takes the trouble to take care of it, no one may think it well. It is better to just sit back and relax!
"Yes! Thank you for the meat, inspector!" Niu Ju came here as a routine report and didn't want his inspector to be involved in such frivolous matters. He took the duck and jumped on the horse.
However, before he could move his mount, a muffled groan suddenly came from behind him.
Looking back, I saw Han Qing, who was inspecting his home, his face suddenly turned pale, his lips were dark purple, and beads of cold sweat were dripping down his forehead and temples!
