Seeing that the baby was about to explode, Wen Yan suddenly stopped, held the baby up and looked at it with a cold face for a long time, and finally sneered: "It's not that easy to bluff me."
Wen Yan took a tea cup, poured some water into it, pulled out the hairpin on his head, pricked his finger and dripped a few drops of blood into it, and then roughly pulled the baby's arm and pricked it, and the baby cried loudly.
Blood dripped into the tea cup. Wen Yan put the child aside and looked at the tea cup with a gloomy face.
Wu Ma and Xing'er also watched eagerly, hoping for a miracle. Gradually, a smile appeared on Wen Yan's face, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed: "God has not failed me. This is my Wen Yan's flesh and blood, not anything."
You bastard, hahaha." After laughing, he quickly picked up the child and wrapped it in his fox fur robe, being careful not to touch it and freeze it. Seeing the servant standing stupidly, Wen Yan immediately roared: "Still.
Hurry and go to the wet nurse and bring my son's little clothes and little cloak."
The servants left in a hurry, Wu Ma and Xing'er breathed a sigh of relief, and finally everything was fine. In fact, whether this child was Ma Jingtao's son or Wen Yan's, even Xing'er herself couldn't tell clearly. Anyway, those days
I was busy begging for a son, and I slept with both Ma San and the master. This was a confusing account, but now it is confirmed that I am indeed the father's son, which is really eye-opening.
After a while, the wet nurse and the maids arrived, and the baby once again enjoyed the treatment he deserved as a governor-general. He began to drink milk beautifully. Mother Wu bravely said, "Master, Aunt Li and the slaves are indeed unjust."
"Hmph." Wen Yan snorted coldly, patted the table and said, "Do you really think that I am a fool? The child is mine, and it is true that Aunt Li and the man surnamed Ma behave in a sloppy manner. I think I am a dignified person."
Governor Gan, your face has been totally humiliated by you! Someone is here!"
The servants put their hands on their waists and shouted in unison: "Here we are!"
"Take this cunning woman to soak the pig cage!" Wen Yan pointed at Wu Ma, and the two servants rushed up and dragged Wu Ma out, who was wailing. Myolie was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she trembled, begging for mercy: "Master
Please, don’t let your child lose his mother at such a young age.”
Wen Yan said: "Don't worry, the child will have a mother, but it won't be you. I really can't keep an unruly bitch like you in the Governor's Mansion. Come on, give her three feet of white silk and let her go to the woodshed in the backyard.
It’s over.”
Xing'er cried loudly, but was still dragged out by the servant. She held on to the threshold tightly and wanted to take a look at her child again. Master Wen lowered his head and played with the newly fed baby, without even blinking, he waved his hand:
"Drag it down!"
Xing'er's screams became more and more distant, and the baby suddenly started crying. Wen Yan kindly picked up his "own" child, rocked it, and coaxed it. When he saw the tethering stakes on the baby's ears, he couldn't help but smile: "I
My son will definitely be rich and powerful."
…
The next day, the Governor sat in the Mingtang and issued an order to arrest all the model soldiers in the city. Soma Jingtao and others all over the city. The Governor's strength is limited. In such a large Governor's Yamen, there are not as many yamen as the Chang'an Magistrate's men. In addition,
The model battalion brought from Gansu, with a total of only a few hundred people, could not be seen at all in Chang'an City. Compared with the Fenyang Marquis' raiding formation some time ago, it was much worse.
Not long after, a government officer came to report that scandals about the governor's family had begun to be spread among teahouses and restaurants in Chang'an City. There were so many people spreading rumors that they could not be arrested. Wen Yan said angrily: "Inform Chang'an Mansion and let them know."
They sent people to assist, but they went so far as to arrest one, and two of them arrested a pair. The governor still didn't believe it, and he couldn't catch all these unscrupulous people who were deceiving the public with their monstrous words."
The yamen officer took the order, and suddenly another person ran in in a panic from outside. It turned out to be the housekeeper of the mansion. As soon as he came in, he threw himself on the ground and cried: "The master is not good, the people in our mansion have been arrested."
Wen Yan was furious: "Who dares to be so bold as to kidnap someone from my governor's mansion?"
The housekeeper said, "I don't know. Judging from the color of their clothes, they are official officials."
Wen Yan was even more surprised. He was the oldest in the two provinces of Shaanxi and Gansu. Although it was only in name, officials at all levels still respected him. How could such a thing happen? Could it be that his family had committed some crime?
While he was wondering, there was a noise outside the door. It seemed that there was a conflict between the servants of the Governor's Yamen and a group of people. After a while, the group took advantage of the large number of people and came in. They were all wearing black and red uniforms, high hats, and sabers at their waists.
, the standard official dress of the Zhou Dynasty. The leader is wearing a cyan official uniform, a black veil on his head, and a jade belt hanging from his waist. He is handsome and unrestrained, with eyes like lightning.
Unfortunately today, all the people from the Governor's Yamen were sent out to catch those who spread rumors. The remaining ten people gathered around to fight against the gang of officials to protect their master. Wen Yan also stood up from behind the case and shouted sternly: "You are
What kind of official dares to come to my governor's office and act wild!"
The young official sneered, showed his official seal and said loudly: "I am Meng Zhiqiu, the censor of Shaanxi Xingtai Supervisory Censor of Shaanxi Xingtai, personally appointed by the Holy Emperor. I wonder if I have the qualifications to act wild in your yamen?"
The servants of the Governor's Yamen suddenly became honest. Although the rank of the Supervising Censor is not high, he patrols for the sky. He can make decisions on small matters and report major matters directly to the Heavenly Court. Theoretically speaking, within his jurisdiction, from the Governor to the ninth rank
Little official, as long as you commit a crime, you can handle it!
Could it be said that the Governor has committed a crime?
Wen Yan sneered. Since he arrived in Chang'an, he has been law-abiding, upright and upright. He has never embezzled a single penny. Of course, if he wants to embezzle money, he must have this opportunity. I don't know why this little censor who has no hair is here.
Do it yourself.
"Meng Yushi, right? May I ask which article of the Zhou Dynasty law this governor has violated? If you can tell me today, if you can't tell me, huh, what about the Yushitai? I will go to the capital to file a lawsuit with you.
go!"
Seeing that my master was so strong-willed, the people in the governor's office became aggressive again, pushing and shoving the people at the Yushitai, and started to talk dirty.
Meng Yeluo also sneered and said clearly: "Master Wen has violated the first rule of the Great Zhou Law, killing people!"
The crowd was in an uproar, and Wen Yan was also stunned. Although he was the governor, how could he kill someone if he didn't handle any cases?
Seeing that Wen Yan didn't understand, Meng Yeluo said again: "Last night, you ordered people to kill the servant Wu Li in the house. The method was cruel and outrageous. According to our laws of Da Zhou, the murderer should be punished with death. Don't you know that, Mr. Wen?"
Wen Yan is so angry. What kind of murder did he think he was committing? It turned out to be the execution of one of his servants. What a big deal. Rich families in Chang'an City are not allowed to kill a few disobedient servants every year. The law belongs to the law.
In actual practice, servants are not considered human beings. They have the same status as cats and dogs at home. Beating one or two to death is nothing. Besides, Wu Ma is still a guilty person. Executing her is unyielding.
But I am a royal censor, a professional in the law, and I have to fight with you. You really don't care. So Governor Wen was so angry that he was so angry that even a governor who executed a servant who committed a crime in his family would be investigated and dealt with by the censor. This
What the hell, co-authoring this censor is just trying to get in trouble with himself.
"Meng Yushi, there is indeed a servant girl named Wu Li in the governor's house who was executed for causing filth in the mansion. So what? As the governor of Shaanxi and Gansu, I am responsible for the military and political affairs of the two provinces. How can I not even take care of the matters in my own house?
Can’t you control it?”
Meng Yeluo said: "Of course you can control it. If you go to court to inquire about the case, publicly sentence it, and hand it over to a competent authority for execution, I will naturally have nothing to say. But you, a dignified governor, actually resorted to lynching. This is breaking the law knowing the law and enforcing the law.
As the supervisory censor, I naturally have to come and ask questions, please invite Governor Wen."
Wen Yan said angrily: "I am a first-class official in the border area. Without the Holy Emperor's decree, who dares to take me!"
Meng Yeluo didn't want to follow his tricks. When he came to Shaanxi this time, the emperor had already told him to find an opportunity to deal with Wen Yan to avoid future troubles. He was doing things according to orders and was afraid that he would be a fool.
"I didn't say take it, I just invited you. Come on, please come and have tea at our hotel, the governor!" Meng Yeluo gave the order, and the officials pushed aside the obstruction, picked up Wen Yan one by one, and walked out.
The people in the Governor's Yamen were at a loss and had no choice but to follow behind. Just as Meng Yeluo and the others were about to kidnap the Governor, suddenly a group of soldiers came forward. They were the men from the Governor's standard barracks, and the leader was the former
The Commander-in-Chief of the Gan Army and today's Commander-in-Chief of the Model Battalion, Wen Yan's nephew Wen Junwei.
Wen Junwei thought he had participated in the Battle of Xiliang and was a real man who had seen blood on his sword. When he saw his uncle being held hostage by a group of officers, he immediately called on the soldiers to surround him, drew his sword and shouted: "Put down the governor!"
Meng Yeluo said: "Supervise the censor's handling of the case, and the rest will get out of the way, otherwise they will all be questioned."
Wen Junwei didn't accept that trick: "The case of the seventh-grade censor has been handed over to the first-grade governor. Who are you bluffing? Hit me!"
Meng Yeluo had brought more than twenty officials with him, and he was obviously no match for the governor's pacesetters. At the critical moment, a group of troops suddenly arrived. Although they were small in number, they were extremely brave. They defeated the pacesetters in three strikes, five divisions, and two.
Luohualiushui, this group of people is none other than the heroes of Xiliang. Meng Yeluo came to pick up Wen Yan today. Naturally, he had greeted his brothers. They had already been waiting in the alley aside to help.
Wen Junwei was captured, but he still said in a stern tone: "You guys can't rebel against Langlang Qiankun. You actually killed officials in the street and rebelled. Where did you come from, horse thieves and bandits!"
Yuan Feng sneered, took out a gold medal from his arms and waved it in front of Wen Junwei: "See clearly, the guards of Prince Qin's palace are not bandits."
Wen Junwei was dumbfounded, and then he seemed to notice something again. He stared at Yuan Feng's face for a long time and exclaimed: "You are..."
Yuan Feng knocked Wen Junwei unconscious with a slap. This boy's eyes were very poisonous. He could be recognized even if he shaved off his beard. You must know that they had met once in Xiliang.
At this time, Wen Yan was also dumbfounded. The appearance of people from Prince Qin's palace made him understand one thing. It was not that the foolish Qing Yushi wanted to deal with him, but that someone above him wanted to deal with him.