Emperor Kangxi For the first time, the emperor took pity on the poor and protected the salt seller, Tongcheng ordered to stop the case and beat the rape
For the first time, the emperor took pity on the poor and protected the salt seller, Tongcheng ordered to stop the case and beat the rape
The midsummer of the forty-fourth year of Kangxi's reign was unbearably hot. After June 6th, it was sunny for more than ten days in a row, and the sky in Anhui Province was as hot as a steamer and the ground was like a pancake pan. It was past midnight in the morning, let alone go out, just rest.
Under the shade of a big tree, I was lying naked in the gate, and my whole body was dripping with heat. Next to the stream outside the west gate of Tongcheng County, under the weeping willows, there was a reed mat shed. It was close to the official road and next to the county stream.
A large area of watermelons is planted on the sandy land behind the Beipeng. Passers-by, peddlers and porters, as well as idle men who came out of the city to escape the summer heat, were all shirtless, eating melons to cool off, and setting up dragon gate formations. Some were lying in the light.
On the stone floor, his head was resting on a straw hat, his braids were tied up, he was snoring thunderously, and he was covered in sweat while sleeping.
"Winter is better!" A middle-aged man who was as fat as a pig, holding a fan in one hand and biting a watermelon in the other, said: "It's cold in winter, so I should wear thicker clothes, or else I'll light a fire and get under the covers! What a damn weather it is.
There is nowhere to hide, there is nowhere to hide, I wish I could peel off my skin to find some coolness!" Next to me, there was a black man who was so thin that his ribs were protruding. He had long hair that hadn't been shaved for two months, and there were spots on his forehead.
The disheveled man gnawed on the melon rind and said with a smile: "Fourth Master Wang, let me listen to this, it's just like farting! Like me, Jia Gui, I never look forward to winter in my life! How nice the weather is, no matter how high or low you are,
The rich and the poor are all naked, who can tell that you are rich and I am poor? Otherwise, you are white and I am black, you are fat and I am thin? If it snows heavily in winter and you live in a shabby thatched hut with drafts all around, it will be rotten.
The cotton robe covers your head but cannot cover your feet, so you know what it means to have nowhere to hide!" An old man next to him laughed and said, "That's right! The rich and the poor are not the same!"
Fourth Master Wang spit out the melon seeds in his mouth, threw away the thick rind, and said with a dry laugh: "Who am I to be a 'rich man'? But thanks to the blessings of my ancestors, the old man won the prize, and his reputation is nothing more than an empty one!"
-Sorghum flowers are said to be illiterate and stupid, and even ghosts would not believe them. They are bachelors with mud-legged legs, but they are very sophisticated! When it comes to wealth, they are still those big salt dogs in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. If they go to the mainland, their income of 4,000 to 5,000 taels of silver will be less than 50,000 to 60,000 a year
, that silver--" He widened his eyes and opened his hands dripping with melon juice, "It's all over the sea!" When it came to selling smuggled salt, a young man who had been sitting silently on the stone bar moved uneasily.
, touched a coarse cloth bag on the ground, lowered his straw hat to cover his face, and leaned against a tree, pretending to take a nap. The person sitting next to him was also a young man in his twenties, wearing a coarse cloth buttoned waistcoat.
His green cloth trousers were rolled up high, but he was very handsome. His thick eyebrows were widely separated, and he seemed to have a faint sense of heroism. When he saw the young man next to him touching his pockets and pretending to be asleep, he turned around and patted the young man fiercely.
On his shoulder, he shouted: "Hey! Wake up!"
"What's the matter?" The young man was startled. He took off his hat and saw the customer eating melon next to him. He asked with doubt and fear in his eyes: "Did you call me?"
"My surname is Yin, and my name is Yin Xiang. What about you?" The young man in a waistcoat said with a smile, "It's such a hot day, you have been sitting here for a long time, why don't you buy a piece of melon to eat?" The young man was probably very thirsty, and he stared blankly.
He looked at Yin Xiang, licked his dry lips, paused for a moment, shook his head and said, "My name is Brother Zhang Wu. Thank you so much, Brother Yin. I have to go on my way now. I won't eat." Yin Xiang smiled, picked up his own
He handed over a piece of the melon he bought and said: "You don't have to dodge. It's not a shame to have no money. Look at me today. Can you walk? Eat mine! Look at other people's side. Eat melons to cool off and talk.
Happy, how boring it is for us to sit there in silence!"
Fifth brother took the melon sheepishly, took a bite, looked at the kind-hearted young man gratefully, and said: "Listening to your Beijing accent, this sect also looks like a gentleman. Did he come to Tongcheng to do business?
Yin Xiang laughed and said, "What do you think about me that makes me look like a gentleman? I am actually a martial man!" The fifth brother laughed and said, "Although you are dressed in a bad way, you can't hide it from me. You are not from a wealthy family.
Where does this sandalwood fan come from? The fingers are so thin and white that it looks like a person who has never done any menial work!"
"Oh? Oh..." Yin Xiang looked at the fan in his hand. It was a sandalwood fan with gold and gold carvings, and a white marble pendant underneath. On the fan was Dong Xiangguang's original cursive calligraphy - this is very precious -
As expected, it was difficult to match the clothes he was wearing. Yin Xiang couldn't help but smile and said: "You must be careful! My family is indeed not poor, but we don't have two hundred acres of land like the Fourth Master Wang just now."
The salt merchant is even more incomparable." Brother Zhang Wu said: "What is the salt merchant? If you go north from Tongcheng, there is Liu Ba'nv two hundred miles away. You will know how much furniture he has.
What does it mean to be rich? Fourth Master Wang said that rich people have a hard time when the weather is hot. I'm afraid there are dozens of basins of ice cubes in Liu Ba's house right now, and several girls are fanning themselves! It's so annoying to compare people to each other.
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The Fourth Master Wang was bragging about the salt merchant: "...with such status and aura, when I saw Daotai, I could only ask for a thousand dollars to say goodbye to Daofu. In the prefecture and county, it was even less of a problem. I just bowed and sat across from him in a swagger.
..." He was spitting, because he heard the words of the fifth brother here, he patted his thigh with a fan and said: "What are you talking about Liu eight girls and Liu nine girls! Have you ever seen those men in the salt house? We are in Tongcheng, when Mr. Qian was in office.
, I have been drinking with Wei Laojiu of the old salt shop in Maoyuan all day long, like a dog wagging its tail, I have witnessed it with my own eyes! No, Dai Mingshi wrote a yellow book called "Nanshan Collection",
Inside, they cursed Long Live Today and implicated Mr. Fang in Fangbao, Tongcheng. Mr. Fang’s house was ransacked and he was taken to Beijing with a rope. Mr. Qian was removed from his seal due to a case of disobedience in the country. The newly appointed Shi Shilun gave the order.
Car, the first order is to invite Wei Laojiu and Hecheng Salt Merchant to have a drink at Wufu Tower! I heard that two elder brothers, Qian Suiye, came from Beijing and invited all the big salt branzi from Fuli, Daoli and the province.
Drinking and talking! Tsk tsk... what is that scene?"
He was from Tongcheng and came from a well-to-do family. He had a good official reputation and spoke very rudely. Yin Xiang couldn't help but laugh.
It turns out that this "Yin Xiang" is one of the two "Thousand-year-old Masters". His real name is Aixinjue Luo Yinxiang. He is the thirteenth son of the emperor Kangxi. He was newly named Beizi and accompanied his fourth elder brother Yinzhen to Anhui by order.
Mr. Tianhuang, who was inspecting the flood control of the Yellow River, was talking seriously! Hearing that Shi Shilun also invited salt merchants, he was about to say something when he saw several government servants coming from a distance. Behind him was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing plain clothes.
She was wearing a white robe and was sitting on a sedan chair carried by two people, heading straight towards the melon shed.
"Master Wei Jiu!" Fourth Master Wang hurriedly put on his coat, stood up with a flattering smile, glanced at the people in the melon shed ostentatiously, and said: "Why are you here on such a hot day? You want to eat melons?
, just send a few boys to my place to move...just now we were all praising you for being a wealthy and kind man!"
Only then did Yinxiang realize that "Wei Jiuye" turned out to be "Wei Laojiu". He held his breath, crossed his legs, and looked at the salt merchant carefully. Wei Laojiu said "hmm" and was not like Wang Siye.
He struck up a conversation, searched with eyes for a long time with a sullen face, walked up to Yinxiang, pointed at Brother Zhang Wu and said: "This is a private salt dealer, you take him down!" Several government officials agreed and rushed towards Zhang Wu who was in a daze.
Brother, he raised his arms and kicked his butt again. Brother Zhang Wu had some kung fu on him, but he didn’t move at all! A yamen servant kicked the bag, which was heavy, and then lifted it up. He grinned and said, "It's still nine."
There is water in my eyes! He is really a smuggler of salt!" After saying that, he pushed Brother Zhang back and said, "Let's go! Why are you stunned? Did the dung beetle get into the chamber pot and pretend to be a black man?"
A yamen servant came over, put the cloth bag on Brother Zhang Wu's neck, and said with a smile: "It's a hot day, ask the men to carry the salt for you? I look at you as if you have practiced the moves, you should work hard on your own, right?"
!" After saying that, he pushed Brother Zhang and left. The people around him were stunned.
"Slow down!" Yinxiang suddenly waved his hand, tucked his fan into his waist, stood up, pointed at the bag and said, "Half of this salt is mine, you can't take it all!"
"Hey!" The government officials couldn't help but look at each other and smile, "You're quite righteous! Then you can come along too!" People crowded around, one said: "This kid is at least 50% good!" said the other.
"Fifty percent also promoted him. I looked at him, it was two hundred and fifty!" After saying this, there was a burst of laughter, and Yin Xiang and Fifth Brother were escorted into the city under the scorching sun.
The county government office is right next to the Chenghuang Temple on Xiguan Street. The drum on the wall of the government office has not been knocked for a long time, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on it. The former county magistrate Qian resigned from office, so the official shoe box was empty.
Hanging aside. Yinxiang followed the yamen servants into the second gate and saw two people already under the big locust tree in the yamen courtyard. Like Fifth Brother, they both had a bag beside them. It seemed that they were the same as Fifth Brother Zhang.
, the three of them nodded in understanding. The two men asked: "Fifth brother, who is this? Why are you here?" The fifth brother looked at Yinxiang and complained: "What are you doing? Why bother coming here and getting involved?"
Suffer.”
"Zhou Yu hits Huanggai. If you want to be beaten, are you willing to suffer?" Yinxiang smiled, looked at the empty lobby, and replied casually, "I just like to join in the fun, just for fun!" As he was talking, a side door opened.
As soon as there was a sound, a middle-aged man in his fifties, skinny and skinny, wearing a five-python and four-clawed robe, patched with patches, and a brand-new plain gold hat with long braids hanging down from behind, walked step by step.
He walked out and walked up to the hall. The attendant shouted loudly: "Master Shi has been promoted to the hall!"
The drum rang three times, and the eight government servants, holding water and fire sticks in their hands, agreed and walked in, lining up in the shape of a wild goose. Everything was silent again, except for the endless cries of cicadas on the trees.
Annoying. When Master Xingfang saw Shi Shilun promoted to the court, he whispered to Wei Laojiu: "I'll go up and have a look. Master Jiu, this Master Shi is very tough, so be careful." Because he was so close, Yin
When Master Xiang came to the table, he bowed his hands and whispered something to Shi Shilun. Shi Shilun was very short-sighted. He held a lens in one hand and a piece of paper in the other. He looked at it for a long time and then nodded and said
He said something. The master still stepped back and came to Wei Laojiu and said, "Master, I'm inviting you!"
"I'll go up right now." Wei Laojiu glanced at Yinxiang, Zhang Wuge and others, coughed dryly, and followed the master into the hall. Standing in front of the desk, he bowed to Shi Shilun and said: "Old ancestor, late family member
I’m here to meet Mr. Wei Ren!” Shi Shilun said “Hmm” with a smile on his face. He picked up the lens on the table and took a look at it, then asked: “Are you from Shaanxi? Which prefecture do you come from? Your accent doesn’t sound like a Shaanxi person.
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Yinxiang looked on and couldn't help but sneered secretly. He had heard for a long time that Shi Shilun was an upright official, but it seemed that this was not necessarily the case. He was originally a governor, but now he was demoted to the county magistrate. He was flattered by people below and called him "Old Master", but he actually accepted it calmly.
When he heard this, Wei Laojiu smiled apologetically and replied: "I am a yellow man."
"People from Neihuang," Shi Shilun said, tilting his head and thinking for a while, "I have no relatives in Neihuang! Where does the word 'late family member'... come from?"
Only then did Yinxiang realize that Shi Shilun was having fun teasing Wei Laojiu, and he couldn't help grinning. The yamen servant next to him shouted: "Be more honest!" Looking at Wei Laojiu in the hall, his face was as embarrassed as a red cloth, and he wiped his hands
He was sweating and muttering, not knowing what he said.
"That's all." Shi Shilun sneered and said, "I am one of the parents, and you are just a salt merchant. Even if you are selling official salt, why do you just bow lightly when you see me? What is this?
What are the rules?"
The county master suddenly had a long face, and all the officials and prisoners in the hall turned pale with astonishment. Why did this master not ask about the defendant, but only rubbed the accuser Wei Laojiu to the end?
"Huh?"
Shi Shilun leaned up majestically, shook his banana fan and snorted again. His clear face was covered with frost, and there was irresistible pressure in his tone, which made everyone breathless.
"Go back to my husband—"
"I don't want you to call me Grandpa Zu and flatter me!" Shi Shilun was furious, "Please answer me properly!"
"Go back to my father's station..." Wei Laojiu swallowed dryly and said, "This is how the rules have always been! I'm in Yanqing Mansion——"
"This is Tongcheng County, not Yanqing Prefecture!" Shi Shilun's gloomy voice made everyone shudder, "They accepted your bribe, so naturally they treat you like a guest. I buy salt and eat vegetables, and my vegetarian diet is indifferent. What are you?
You thing, dare to resist my courtesy?—Come on!"
The government officials were already dumbfounded, and it took them a long time to come back to their senses, and responded unevenly: "Yes!"
"Pull it down!" Shi Shilun said calmly with no expression on his face, "Twenty lashes!"
"twitter!"
The government officials wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, so they agreed and got up and came to Wei Laojiu. Wei Laojiu had been in Tongcheng for a long time and was very popular. He glared at everyone, but the government officials were all on their own and did not dare to make a move.
"What?" Shi Shilun was furious and yelled with eyes wide open, "Why don't you take it?" Wei Laojiu giggled, waved his hand and said: "Old father, don't be angry! Didn't you just take over yesterday? You have to wait for us to calm down.
, there are precedents in Daoli Prefecture and the county, and you are indispensable for even a penny! Why don't you give me face?" Just after he finished speaking, there was only a "pop" sound, and Shi Shilun slapped the case and stood up: "You are so cunning.
Stick, let's go!" Then a fire stick was slapped down, "Drag him out and give him forty lashes!"
The government officials no longer hesitated, swarmed up, carried Wei Laojiu up and trotted out of the lobby. They pinned him under the big locust tree, took off his trousers, and slapped him with whips like raindrops on his buttocks, which were as white as steamed buns.
There was a crackle in the wind, and bright red blood immediately oozed out from the whip marks. Wei Laojiu probably had not experienced such pain since he was born, and he grinned like a gourd and howled: "Your Majesty... Mr. Yi Zun
Father's stage!... Ouch, be gentle... I really can't bear it... My good Ling Yin, my good Da Yin, my good Mingfu... please forgive me..." Yinxiang listened and laughed "Pfft": I'm sorry for this
You beast, in his eagerness, he called the county magistrate by his honorific title all over the place!
"Stay there!" Shi Shilun also heard it funny, waved his hand and said, "This seems to be a bit of a rule." Then he ordered someone to drag him to the hall, and asked with a tilted face: "The ones under the tree outside are the ones you accused.
Are you a smuggler of salt?" Wei Laojiu looked back at the four people under the tree. Wei Ren had been beaten out of his wits. With a grimace on his face, he hurriedly kowtowed: "There are six...seven in total, all of them are smugglers of salt.
"Shi Shilun smiled and asked: "How do you know they are selling smuggled salt?"
Wei Laojiu said: "The villain runs a dry shop on South Street. These dealers stay in the shop every half month. So they recognize each other, but can't tell them their names. Each person sells fifty kilograms of salt each time.
Up and down." Then he pointed at Fifth Brother and said, "He is the boss!" Shi Shilun pondered for a moment, then asked Zhang Fifth Brother: "Are you six or seven?"
"Go back to the master!" Brother Zhang Wu felt that the first thing to do was to tear Yin Xiang apart, so he kowtowed and said, "It is true that we are selling smuggled salt. It's just that the man named Yin Xiang is not a group of us, nor is he a
A smuggler of salt. He was a buyer, and the men in the Yamen caught him by mistake. Mr. Qingtian Mingjing, we are willing to be punished and ask him to release Yin Xiang..." After hearing this, Shi Shilun couldn't help laughing and said: "You are a righteous man!" He ordered Yin.
Xiang stood aside and called two other people up, asking: "Is this Brother Zhang Wu telling the truth?" The two people quickly replied: "There are six of us in total, and this eldest brother has never met."
Shi Shilun leaned forward and looked down, picked up the lens and looked at it again, and asked: "If there are six, what about the three?"
"Today at noon, Wei Ren and the government servants went to the store to pick up people. There were only five people there at the time, so everyone ran away." The fifth brother replied, "Because there is one person who I don't know about, and I'm afraid he won't be able to escape when he comes back, especially here.
Waiting outside the west gate, I was taken away if I didn't want to..."
Shi Shilun smiled and asked the three people: "Is there anything wrong with the legs of the three of you?" One sentence of the question made everyone stunned. What is the purpose of asking this during the trial? After a slight hesitation, he kowtowed and replied: "There is nothing wrong."
"Can you run?"
"...can run!"
Shi Shilun shook his fan and said: "Since you are caught, you can't run! If you really can run, you can try carrying salt on your back and let me see if I can run!"
The three people were so confused that they looked at each other, kowtowed in confusion, got up, went to the corner of the hall, each picked up a bag of salt, and ran a few steps. When they reached the entrance of the hall, they stopped hesitantly and looked back.
This weird county magistrate.
"Run, run!" Shi Shilun waved his fan and said, "Don't stop, run!"
It was now clear that Shi Shilun was going to let him go by chance. The three of them looked at Shi Shilun gratefully, and without hesitation, they rushed out of the ceremony gate with salt bags on their backs and ran away without a trace. Yinxiang looked happy and nodded.
Yixiao was about to leave when he saw Wei Laojiu's face turning as purple as a pig's liver. He reluctantly kowtowed to Shi Shilun, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Mr. Shi, you decide the case today. It's an eye-opener for me! Go back and report it."
If we are the third young master, we will definitely give you a good word from above! Master, if you can be promoted to a higher position, there will be a day for you!"
"Are you talking about Ren Bo'an's nephew in Tongcheng?" Shi Shilun sneered, "Thank you for taking care of me! I'm afraid this is not Beijing, and Ren Bo'an's hands are not that long! There are smugglers in Tongcheng who sell smuggled salt, but they are not like Brother Zhang.
I carry dozens of kilograms of salt in exchange for a few liters of life-saving food. I have my own reasons!" After saying that, he coughed lightly and said, "Quit!" He flicked his sleeves and left.
The government officials laughed and dispersed. Seeing Wei Laojiu limping down with his mouth slurping, Yinxiang stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, jokingly saying: "Old Wei, this lawsuit of yours is worthless! I apologize.
He lost his wife and lost his troops!" Wei Laojiu glared at Yin Xiang fiercely, and said with a ferocious smile: "It's not necessarily who will lose the prize! Zhou Taizun is in Tongcheng right now to search Fang Bao's house, and tonight he will see Shi.
Colored!"
Yinxiang ignored him and went back to the posthouse. It was already the end of the year, the scorching red sun was setting in the west, and the fluttering and tired birds were returning to the forest. It was just that the heat was unbearable. Seeing that his fourth brother Yinzhen was not there, he asked the postmaster
: "Where is Fourth Master? He went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet?"
"Reply to Thirteenth Master!" Yi Cheng hurriedly ordered people to prepare soup basins and fetch hot water. He smiled and said to Qian'er, "Fourth Master came back at noon, lost his temper, and scolded He Fantai bloody
Head. Because Cao Yuwen came to pay homage to the river commander, it was too hot in the post. The fourth master said that he would simply go to the river bank to have a look and listen to what happened to Cao river commander. Tonight, he wanted to hear what he Fantai said about the river banker's silver. Why?
Fan Tai is already waiting for you in the east wing... The Fourth Master said before he left, don't go out again when the Thirteenth Master comes back. The weather is too hot, and there is something wrong with the heat. I can't explain it to the Emperor when I go back. You wash up first, and the Fourth Master still has to go out.
I’ve left the iced watermelon for you..."
"Go ahead! I don't need your flattery!" Yinxiang said with a smile, "Ask someone to bring melons later, I have to take a rest. When fourth brother comes back, call me and I'll discuss something with him!" (