Two carrier pigeons flew out of Changfeng Tower. Both were hunted. I took off the mailbox from the pigeon's leg. When I opened it, I found that the two letters were exactly the same. I thought I had prepared two pigeons in case something happened to them. There must be something like "" in the letter.
"Jia Sheng, Junior Brother of Su", "It's called a tea shop" and other words, "rob business" is said to "cut off the ditch at the head of my field and force me to leave my hometown". At the end, he said, "Today, there are many vicious dogs in Su Pu and it is difficult to enter."
, please help me quickly with a good bow."
Jia Cong looked at it many times and thought: "Looking at it this way, Old Man Lu has nothing to do for the time being."
Chen Ruijin said: "Asking for help...are the 'good' bows in their hands very 'good'?"
Jia Cong said: "Just in case, we really need to prepare vicious dogs in the yamen."
"It's best to raise a dog well from an early age. I'm afraid it's too late to buy one now."
Jia Cong smiled and said: "While we are raising them, we can also borrow a few."
The next day, the Su family sent a capable steward to buy puppies; Jia Cong personally went to Uncle Yang's house to borrow four big dogs, and also borrowed four of his nephews and grandnephews. Although their children had attended private schools for several years,
I can only recognize a few words. Except for the martial arts part, all four of them are rich people from the suburbs. Su Tao is recruiting talents these two days, and there are many scholars who have come to recommend themselves. Occasionally, he meets the Yang family
When the disciples meet him, they often look at him coldly.
Su Cheng sneaked in dressed as a man and saw it. He simply invited the most rustic-looking boy from the Yang family named Yang Deshou to change into a clean gray cloth shirt and flash a big broom in his hand.
In the room where Su Tao summoned the scholars, anyone who looked at Yang Deshou coldly, no matter how good the article was, did not want it. Although Yang Deshou had a rustic appearance, he was only eighteen years old, a naughty age, and he had a broad mind, so he
Agreed. Seeing so many scholars willing to come and do errands for him, Su Tao was a little overwhelmed. However, when Yang Deshou stopped there, there were only a handful of people who didn't give him a cold look! When several members of the Yang family came over, Su Tao was
Those who have seen their abilities know that they are much better than ordinary bodyguards. They can't help but sigh: "How few people don't judge a book by its appearance!"
Jia Cong comforted him and said: "There are already many shallow people. In fact, you don't necessarily have to be a gentleman in the yamen, but right now you don't know what kind of monsters are causing trouble for your yamen. Villains can easily be taken advantage of. It's better to be picky.
Please do your best to be kind to a gentleman."
On the one hand, the government office was recruiting talents, and on the other hand, people posted notices in the streets and alleys, and invited storytellers to go to teahouses and restaurants to publicize the "Auction of Noble Street Shops". Naturally, the Xie family's property in Jiangxi is more than forty properties.
Su Zheng made another list to Chen Ruijin and asked, "Can those from the Yang family stay in the government office permanently?"
Chen Ruijin thought for a while and said: "Their family has been on the green forest road for generations, and they are not used to being restrained. I will ask one of them to go with me on errands tomorrow and try to arouse his interest."
Afterwards, she really took Brother Yang out. Since Xie's family didn't have any shop that could do serious business, the people were very resentful. When their property was seized, the people beat gongs and drums for joy. The child then received a lot of praise, and he went back with great honor.
Chen Ruijin, who was in high spirits at the time, secretly laughed: There is something going on.
After several days of checking, most of the properties left by the Xie family in Nanchang Prefecture have been checked out, and the prefect's Yamen has also recruited a lot of people, so they can work for the time being. Su Tao then posted a notice asking the people if they had any grievances. This was a big deal.
Early the next morning, people standing outside the government office were crying and complaining, and there were also people wearing sackcloth and mourning. Jia Cong took a look and realized that even if Su Tao was a god, there was no way he could finish such a trial in three to five days.
There were many cases. He hurriedly slipped back to the Su Mansion through the back door, went to Su Cheng and got two stacks of colored paper. He placed a case and sat next to the big stone lion in the east. He put pen and ink on the case. He also called two new recruits.
The civil servants who came looked on.
The yamen officer with a loud and loud voice came out and shouted: "Dear fellow villagers, Mr. Su knows that everyone has grievances. Don't worry. The sky net is sparse and not leaking, and the evildoers will always have their retribution. Mr. Su can't finish so much in one or two days.
There is no need to queue up day and night for the case. Please come to Mr. Jia to register and get your number plate!"
Others didn't know what the number plate was, so they gathered around to ask. Jia Cong took up his pen and wrote "001" on a piece of red paper, and then wrote "001" on another yellow paper, and asked.
Said: "Who wants to file a lawsuit?"
Everyone shouted: "Sir! I will file a lawsuit!"
Jia Cong looked at it and said, "Well. Send one person from each family to line up here." Everyone lined up in a row. He asked the first middle-aged man, "What is this gentleman's name?"
The man said: "The villain is not a gentleman, his name is Xiong Sanwu."
"Mr. Xiong, who do you want to sue? Tell me briefly."
The man cried and said: "My little girl was taken away by Fangchun Tower..."
Jia Cong was about to write an outline, but his hand froze when he heard this: "Is Fangchun Tower... a kiln?"
A woman next to her also cried and rushed over to her: "Our family has never owed any debt to them! It's just because the girl was born well. They wrote a random note of debt, grabbed my man's hand and stamped it with his fingerprints.
My child was taken away... We only have this one child..." The couple cried in unison.
Jia Cong took a deep breath and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He shook his head vigorously and asked, "Are your children still in Fangchun Building?" The woman nodded. Jia Cong turned around and ordered a guard, "Go to the back.
Tell Third Grandma to put aside everything else for now and seal Fangchun Tower first."
Not long after, Chen Ruijin came out and asked what was going on; Jia Cong whispered. Chen Ruijin nodded, led a few people, and asked the Xiong family to lead the way to Fangchun Tower. Jia Cong was stunned for another half a day before asking the next one. What happened next?
Jia Cong was robbed of 300 acres of land on the outskirts of the city. The person who robbed the land was a household clerk under the former magistrate. Jia Cong wrote a rough outline on each of the two colored papers, and handed the red one to himself, and the yellow one.
He was sent to Su Tao's desk by the yamen officer. He said to this person: "Wait a minute. You are No. 001. After Mr. Su has asked about this, someone will come out and call No. 001. Take this red paper."
Go in." The man shuddered and stepped aside.
Jia Cong wrote down five numbers and told the sixth one: "I may not be able to finish the previous cases today. Just take the number plate and come back tomorrow. No one else can get in front of you."
Thank you very much for leaving.
When writing the fourteenth chapter, Chen Ruijin came back. Jia Cong asked the two literary officials around him: "Do you know what to do?"
One said: "I know!"
Another said: "Mr. Jia is really a god! He can also think of such methods."
Jia Cong said: "It's just that we can't afford to let so many people crowd in the yamen gate. Remember, if we encounter something like what happened in Fangchun Tower just now - the victim is still alive and is being persecuted right now, we should take action as soon as possible
If you can save me from suffering for a day, just come in and tell me." The two civil servants nodded. Jia Cong and Chen Ruijin entered the Yamen together.
Chen Ruijin saw that something was wrong with his expression, so he pulled him behind him and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jia Cong wilted for a while and said: "Back then, King Yan put the whole of Jiangxi under banditry. I didn't think there was anything wrong - after all, he needed a pool of muddy water to hide the Supreme Emperor. I just heard about the Fangchun Tower incident...
He shook his head slowly and said, "The entire province is in a state of anarchy. For more than ten years, ordinary people have been unable to live their lives."
Chen Ruijin said: "It's not that chaotic. Fangchun Tower is the property of the Xie family, Mr. Su just didn't find out. There are many such things in Beijing."
Jia Cong was stunned: "The Xie family actually robbed civilian girls? Neither Xie Jing nor the Dingcheng Hou Mansion would do that."
Chen Ruijin asked curiously: "Are you confused? All these little things are done by the slaves. How do the masters know? It's just to read the accounts every month and get money. How can you ask the kiln sister how she got here?"
Jia Cong smiled bitterly and said: "That's true. In the early years, the servants in our palace also did countless unreasonable things." He added, "Although it is said that there is no rule of law, from this point on, King Yan sacrificed the people of the entire province.
In daily life, one cannot be considered a wise person."
Chen Ruijin said: "The Ming Dynasty can only take into account the general situation. 'The people are noble and the king is despised' are just two common sayings, said in a pleasant way. Didn't you understand it many years ago?"
Jia Cong stroked his forehead: "I've understood the truth since I was a child. The book says that water can carry a boat and it can capsize it, but in fact it's easy to carry a boat and capsize it, but it's just... I felt uncomfortable when I heard the Xiong family crying just now.
"That's all, this is synesthesia, just like listening to a play or watching a movie. It will be fine after a while." He twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a smile. Chen Ruijin sighed softly and shook his hand; Jia Cong then
He put his other hand up and shook his wife's hand instead. After shaking it for a while, Jia Cong asked Fang Chunlou how she was doing.
As soon as Chen Ruijin led the people there, the old madam was so frightened that her face turned pale and she knelt down. Chen Ruijin took advantage of the situation and deceived her several times. It turned out that Su Tao had sent people to check the Xie family's property these days, and the old madam felt that sooner or later he would find out.
When she came home, she thought it was finally her turn. Since the new magistrate was sincerely trying to find fault with the previous magistrate, it was useless to deny it, so she did not lie and said whatever she asked. Seriously, there were people all over the house forcing good girls into prostitution.
After hearing this, Jia Cong frowned and said: "I just wrote a dozen number plates, each one of which is related to the Xie family. Why is there nothing else? Is it possible that other than the Xie family and its members, others don't do evil? It's unlikely.
"
Chen Ruijin said with a smile: "The old madam just now told me that she was working as a small old madam in a dark brothel. Some local gangsters took away her property. She went to the government office to file a complaint. Xie Jing gave her justice, so she took Xie's place.
Whales fight for their lives.”
"Ah?" Jia Cong was a little confused, "What does Xie Jing mean?"
Chen Ruijin said: "Actually, during these years in Jiangxi, Magistrate Xie has been a pretty good magistrate, apart from the fact that his family has often done evil things."
"Except for him and his gang, he doesn't care if anyone else breaks the law?"
Chen Ruijin nodded: "Xie Jing probably regards Jiangxi as the fiefdom of the seventh prince. He himself is like a relative of the emperor, born outside the law."
Jia Cong stayed for a moment and sighed: "This is the reason why every family wants to send their daughter to the palace. They all think that if they have a grandson and nephew who is a prince, they can do whatever they want, and the law is not up to par." He added funnyly, "We are all Spring and Autumn Grand Masters.
It’s a dream. Since ancient times, there have been many princes who acted recklessly in their fiefdoms. Uncle Wang has seen a few lawless ones..." He suddenly shut up. After a while, he said, "It seems there are quite a few..."
Chen Ruijin said: "If the Supreme Emperor were on the throne at this time, as long as he did not offend the masters he could not afford to offend, it would be nothing like Xie Jing. Everything else was fine. He should not force the scholars to make their families happy.
The Four Treasures of the Study. God knows who will emerge among the scholars? The rest is up to him. Calculating it this way, being a relative of the emperor will actually make more money than being an official or doing business."
"That's right. After all, there are only a handful of wise kings in each dynasty and every generation, and only one Bao Zheng has appeared in thousands of years." Jia Cong stretched, "It's almost noon. Let's go out to eat!
"Then he pulled Chen Ruijin and walked out.
Just as they quietly walked into the lobby of the government office, they heard a commotion outside. The two looked at each other and walked out quickly. They saw that there were still many people queuing up outside the door to take the complaint signs. There were still many people and it was noisy.
.Everyone raised their necks and looked up. There were sounds of fighting on the roof, and a group of figures flashed.
Jia Cong, a Muggle, couldn't see clearly at all, so he pulled a clerk who was writing the number plate and asked: "Can you see clearly?"
The clerk shook his head: "I only saw a shadow."
"Then what are you looking at!" Jia Cong muttered. Then he asked him, "What's going on?"
"The clerk doesn't know. The clerk was still writing the number plate for someone when he suddenly heard numerous noises, like the sound of swords falling to the ground. He looked up and saw an old man in gray clothes fighting with a man in blue shirt.
.After a while they hit the roof, and then I couldn't see clearly."
As soon as the clerk finished speaking, there was a "boom" sound, and a man in green shirt hit hard between two stone lions at the entrance of the yamen. Chen Ruijin narrowed his eyes and whispered: "A few days ago, those two groups came to fight in a group.
people."
"ah?"
"He's standing behind the dwarf."
Jia Cong frowned: "Are you here to silence me again?"
Just as he was talking, the old man on the roof jumped down. Jia Cong came forward with a smile: "Hello, uncle! Thank you for your hard work! Let me give you a pat on the back~~" This old man is Zhenming Taoist.
After Xiyang came back to see Jia Cong get married, he returned to Tianning Temple to rest for a while. Jia Cong thought that things were unclear now and the Green Forest people had great supernatural powers. He was afraid that something might go wrong in the prefect's Yamen, so he invited his old man to come over and help secretly prepare for it.
.
Zhenming waved his hand: "That's all. Your arms don't have any strength at all." Jia Cong made a face. Zhenming pointed at the man in green shirt and said, "Just now he held four darts in his hands. Although not
I knew who I wanted to hit, but there were a lot of people here, and I was afraid that he would hurt ordinary people, so I stopped him."
"My uncle is mighty~~My uncle is really the patron saint of the people!"
Zhenming glanced at him: "Go away, don't flatter me."
Jia Cong has never been shameless in coaxing his elders: "There is no random shooting! It's all hard facts. If you weren't old, this escort wouldn't have hurt anyone."
The man had been knocked unconscious by Zhenming and lay on the ground unable to move. Chen Ruijin glanced at the four darts on the ground, picked them up one by one and said, "They are all poison darts."
Jia Cong immediately shouted: "Look! My uncle said he saved four lives."
But he heard someone behind him say: "It's not four, it's one." The doorman walked out of the door step by step, bowed deeply to Zhenming, "Thank you, old knight, for saving your life."