The squad leader also laughed and said: "Your young master is the right deputy of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Imperial Censor Wang Feng, right?"
"Now that you know it, how dare you..."
Snapped!
The squad leader held the knife in his backhand and hit the concierge hard on the mouth with the handle.
puff!
The concierge spat out a mouthful of old blood, which contained two teeth.
"you……"
Just as he was about to have an attack, he felt a chill on his neck, and the knife was raised again.
The squad leader said: "Last night, the prefect just received a report from the court. This young master of your family has been sent to prison for treason!"
"What...what, rebellion? How...is this possible!"
The concierge panicked, but felt it was impossible. Why was there no news about such a big thing beforehand?
Are these people trying to scare themselves?
"That's right. You wanted to arrest the master, but you didn't dare, so you just spread the news, right?"
After hearing this, the class leader said with a mocking look on his face: "Not to mention whether the news is true or false, you are just a janitor. When will it be your turn to worry about this?"
"Besides, I'm here to arrest someone openly today. You, a concierge, dare to obstruct the official's handling of the case. Who gave you the courage?"
"I, I'm going to tell the master..."
The porter struggled to stand up, turned around and ran towards the inner house.
However, as soon as he took a step forward, his body froze.
The long knife in the squad leader's hand pierced his back, penetrated his body, and came out from his chest.
The concierge looked down at the bloody knife tip, and blood flowed out.
His expression was very surprised, and he could not believe until his death that these servants actually dared to commit murder in the Wang family.
In the past, let alone a few small servants, even if the prefect came to visit, they would have to behave themselves.
Why is this happening...
The supervisor withdrew the knife, and the concierge fell to the ground face down, making no sound anymore.
The servants and guards were all frightened, and they all consciously dropped their sticks and got out of the way.
At the same time, the same scene was playing out in the Li family residence in the north of the city.
When a group of policemen encountered obstruction while taking someone, they just went in with a knife.
The nursing home of the Li family was tougher than that of the Wang family. In the end, seven or eight people were hacked to death, and then Mr. Li was chained and taken to the government office.
Similar things have become the norm in Nanjing. Suddenly, people everywhere are in panic.
Jia Kun worked day and night to examine the case, looking for evidence when there was no evidence, and exploring the scene to look for clues when there was no clue. In just one month, most of the backlog of cases had been solved.
However, his behavior also completely offended the local nobles. Those who were caught tried every means, including bribery. If bribery failed, they could shake people off. Those who were not caught were also panicked and tried to kill this unscrupulous man.
The prefect will get rid of it quickly.
Jia Kun turned a deaf ear to this and focused on filing files on various cases.
——
Under nightfall, a dozen sedans were parked at the entrance of a house.
"Everyone, Jia Kun has gone crazy. If the investigation continues like this, sooner or later it will be traced to you and me. Please think of a solution quickly!"
There were more than a dozen people sitting in the house, all with sad faces.
"What Brother Zhang said is true, but...what can we do?"
"That's right, let's just say that the eldest son of the Wang family is the right-hand deputy of the imperial court. He has a high and powerful position. Mr. Wang thought he could sit back and relax, but who knows... Alas, things are unpredictable!"
"We have to find a way out even if we have no other choice. Do we have to sit back and wait for death?"
None of these people have done anything dirty. At this time, Ying Tianfu is like taking the wrong medicine, and is accepting complaints from the people like crazy. Seeing that all the big families in the city have collapsed, it won't be long before it's his turn.
"How about... I wait for a letter of impeachment?"
"How to impeach?"
"Doesn't he accept bribes or deal with unjust, false or wrongful cases?"
"That Jia Kun is not greedy for money. I gave him gold and silver, but he sent them back."
"I also sent him the courtesan from Wangchun Tower, but he said it didn't match his horoscope, so he sent it back."
"Last year, when the river embankment was flooded, it was the magistrate Jia who personally led the people to repair it. It is indeed not easy to find the reason for him."
"If there is no evidence, why can't he fabricate it? My brother is the supervisory censor of the dynasty, but after hearing about the incident, even if it is found to be false in the end, the emperor will never trust him again!"
"That's very good. I will write a letter and send it to your brother, the censor!"
After everyone discussed it, they gathered together and racked their brains to fabricate Jia Kun's misdeeds.
For example, wantonly soliciting wealth, demanding bribes, occupying people's fields, and robbing people's daughters...
In short, give him everything you have done.
A total of twenty crimes were listed, and then he found a confidant and took the secret message with him and took the train overnight to the capital.
——
"Sir, a large number of people have come to the Yamen Gate."
"No matter how many people come, tell them that if they want to complain, they must first submit the petition and then send two clerks over. If they are illiterate, they can dictate it orally and let the clerk write it on their behalf."
"No...Master, they are not here to complain!"
Jia Kun raised his head and frowned: "If you're not complaining, what are you doing here?"
At this moment, a bad thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Could it be that the nobles were here to cause trouble?
He knew these people too well, and for his own purpose, he would use any means to incite the people to besiege the government office, and then jointly submit a letter saying that he was forcing the people to rebel...
"I'm here to give you a gift!"
"What?"
"Book of All Nations!"
Jia Kun stood up suddenly, looking very excited, and said: "Say it again!"
"The common people are grateful for the kindness of the master and sent the Wanmin Book!"
Jia Kun lifted up his official robe and hurried out of the government office gate. Then he saw a large group of common people gathered outside, and they were all crowded in darkness.
The man in front of him was wearing a Confucian robe, and he raised his hands and said: "Student Ying Tianfu scholar Chen Lun, today I have the honor to write on behalf of the people, and I am here to present the book of all peoples!"
"Master Qingtian!"
"Master Qingtian!"
The people knelt down one after another and held up a long scroll.
Jia Kun looked at the names and bright red handprints on the scroll and couldn't help but burst into tears.
I have seen Wanmin books in my daily life, but they are all made by scholars.
To put it bluntly, it is just an exchange of interests between a group of gentry and officials.
The officials seek some benefits for the gentry and feel comfortable serving the local gentry. Before leaving office, these gentry will jointly write a book on the people, about loving the people like sons, being devoted to solving cases, and being honest in government affairs... In short, that is
It’s a lot of praise, and it doesn’t cost anything to write a few words anyway.
The real people, in the eyes of the gentry, are the lowest and lowest level of mud-legged people. They are not qualified to participate in this game from beginning to end.
However, what I see today is the real book of Wanmin.
At this moment, he felt completely relieved.
"Fathers and fellow villagers, please get up quickly. As a parent-in-law, I, Jia, should make decisions for the people, so there is no need to be too polite!"