Goushi County County Office, in the afternoon, the county thief Cao Zhaofang, who lives in the side corridor, is reviewing the county's criminal documents.
By the way, the thief Cao was a very important position of real power in the counties of the Han Dynasty. Generally speaking, if the jailer did not have some power of arrest and seizure, then this position was basically equivalent to being caught by the public prosecutor and the law in later generations. Of course, the premise Neither the county monarch nor the county magistrate above me likes to seize power.
When it comes to this, Zhao Fang's luck is better, because the county magistrate and the county magistrate in Fengshi County are both disciples of Confucian classics. The so-called bright future means looking upward, so this kind of low-level general affairs has always been It is to give up the responsibility to the county officials. In addition, the county warden is a wise man, and he always follows Zhao Fang's lead... Then Zhao Cao's life will not be too happy.
"Zhao Jun." It was rare to see an assistant directly under the county magistrate appear at Zhao Fang's office.
"Zhang Zuoli." Zhao Fang immediately stood up enthusiastically. He had no choice but to do so. In officialdom, sometimes one cannot judge one's appearance based on the size of one's official position. This is his boss's 'secretary', so try it with a stern face. "You This is a rare sight, is there something wrong? Or does the county magistrate have something to say?"
"It's not just the county magistrate." The official replied with cupped hands. "The county magistrate is also in the hall, asking you to go quickly."
Zhao Fang immediately straightened up, straightened his clothes, and followed the other party to the hall.
Of course, Zhao Thief couldn't help but ask a few more questions on his way to Cao Cao: "Zhang Zuoli has worked a lot, but do you know who else the county king has called besides me?"
"There is also the jailer Huang Jun." Zhang Zuoli was actually kind.
After calling himself and then calling the jailer, there must have been some kind of case. Zhao Thief Cao immediately reacted: "Do you know who Zhang Zuoli is and what he committed?"
"I really don't know the specific matter." Zhang Zuoli shook his head repeatedly, but due to the other person's status in the county government, he still said a few more words. "I only know that he was the original ranger leader in the county, and he was executed naked. A group of scholars from Hebei Province from Shishan were sent to the front of the hall. They only asked for a literate person from the county government to pick them up. However, when Gao Shuzuo came out, the group of scholars walked away without saying anything. The original was so drunk that he didn't even say a word."
"What kind of thing is this?" Zhao Thief Cao was stunned. "Just ask a county soldier to go to the street and ask the original comrade to come and pick him up... How come you alerted the county magistrate and even the county king?"
"This is what makes this matter surprising." Zhang Zuoli continued to answer in a low voice. "For some reason, Gao Shuzuo's expression changed drastically when he saw the original species, and he went directly to report to my county magistrate. When my county magistrate saw the original species, he immediately ordered the county soldiers to carry the original species to the hall, and also invited the county prince, who asked me to call Zhao Jun and Huang Jun..."
Zhao Fang was confused.
However, the Zhao thief Cao had already arrived in the hall before he had time to think too much. Before he could bow down, the cold voice of the county king sounded from above: "Zhao Fang!"
"Yes!" Zhao Zecao heard that it was wrong and quickly bowed his head and knelt down.
By the way, scholars in the Han Dynasty generally did not kneel to each other. But the full name of the thief cao is actually the thief cao under the sect. Whose sect is it? The county prince, the dual monarch in the Han Dynasty, this subordinate is like a prince to his chief officer. , the monarch is furious, so what if your bones become weak and you kneel down?
In fact, everything cannot be separated from the human heart. It is because of the logic that when the superior is angry, the inferior will weaken. In the Han Dynasty, there was a very common etiquette of kneeling down - that is to apologize!
Zhao Thief Cao actually knelt down to plead guilty.
"I entrusted the security of the county to you, but you unexpectedly raised such an arrogant person!" The county magistrate's voice also sounded immediately.
"It's all because of my incompetence!" Zhao Fang was still at a loss as to whether this arrogant person was the original species or a group of children from Hebei? However, this did not prevent him from admitting his mistake first.
"Okay, don't delay!" the county king's voice sounded again. "Zhao Fang, go with the jailer Huang Yu and use my bus to take this daring man to the yamen of Henan Yin Zhugong in Luoyang City. We're here.
, be sure to make it clear to all the wise men under Zhu Gong’s sect that I captured this thief as soon as he swaggered through the city, please Zhu Gong make a clear decision!”
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Fang and the jailer to agree, the county king and the county magistrate walked away quickly as if they were hiding something.
The boss's words caused his subordinates to run away and break their legs. As soon as the other party left, Zhao Fang and Huang Yu quickly stood up and called for help... preparing to send the original species to Luoyang before dark. However, until this time, Zhao Fang
Still don’t know what happened to this original hero who is all-round and knows how to measure things?
Is it a huge sin to say nothing and only snore when drunk? Is it a big sin to have to be driven by a special car to Yin Zhuye, a super high-ranking official in Henan? In this case, wouldn’t my monthly filial piety be reduced in the future?
More than half of it?
While he was thinking about it, Zhao Fang felt that someone was tugging at his official uniform. When he turned around, he saw that it was the jailer Huang Yu... He saw that this colleague looked pale, holding on to his official uniform with one hand and trying to stand still.
One hand pointed to the original species on the ground.
Zhao Fang followed the opponent's fingertips and took a closer look at the Yuan Zhong Yuan Daxia's arms. During the spring of March, he actually felt a cold air rushing from the soles of his feet to his neck, and then made his whole body shaky. Finally, he
It was only by grabbing the yellow jailer's official uniform that he could barely stand still.
"Zhao Jun." Prisoner Huang first regained his composure, and his face was pale and bloodless. "Isn't this original hero doomed to escape this time?"
"Hey!" Zhao Thief Cao also gasped after he stood firm, but did not directly answer his colleagues' questions. "The leaders of that group of Hebei scholars are two brothers named Gongsun Zan and Gongsun Xun, right? I have seen them too, right?
, they are both county officials, and they are decent people no matter what, so why are they so vicious?!"
The whole hall was silent.
Feelings of emotion, the work must be done as soon as possible. The county king's bus was ready, and the former hero was carried directly to the car, and then the flag was hoisted. Huang Jailer was watching inside, and Zhao Thief Cao Nian Fuliqiang drove the car himself.
County soldiers on horseback escorted them, and they quickly headed towards Luoyang City.
The original species was awakened by a basin of cold water.
Still half drunk, Yuan Daxia crossed his arms and squinted his eyes to look around at the surrounding environment, as if he was in prison... This place was familiar, but it felt cleaner and brighter than the one in the county.
Quite a few, I don’t know if it’s an illusion caused by drinking too much.
"The original species, right? He's from Pingting Fengguanli, the head of Fengshi County?" A man in the shape of a jailer wearing official uniform appeared in front of him, which basically confirmed the original hero's guess. "Where is your ancestral home?"
"Did I drink too much and lie down on the road, breaking the curfew?" Yuan Daxia said with a loud smile. "Brother, it seems... a little unfamiliar? To tell you the truth, I am the original species, and you are the same.
Prisoner Huang and Zhao Thief Cao are all friends... It's just a curfew in the county, why should you be so serious? If you have a chance... I, I will take you out of the city at night to have fun!"
"Thank you very much." The jailer lowered his head and smiled. "But you don't know, Mr. Yuan, that today Luoyang City sent many officials to inspect the security, so we have to be more serious."
"I understand!" Yuan Daxia hugged his arms and continued to laugh. He vaguely felt some pain in his arms. He didn't know if they were bruised when he was in prison. "It's to ask us to restrain ourselves, right?
?This matter... you can just tell someone about this, I will stop racing at night so as not to cause any trouble to you, so why call me here specially?"
"I'm just worried that you don't know how to restrain yourself..." The warder lowered his head and said, "Who in this place in Henan doesn't know your reputation as a former hero?"
"A little bit of fame, let me see you... and make you laugh."
"I don't dare to be your brother." The warder seemed to have heard some movement behind him, so he simply said, "Then what, Yuan Daxia, let's continue... Where is your ancestral home?"
"Wu Di." Yuan Daxia answered in unison. "An island at the end of the Yangtze River at the mouth of the sea. It's very remote, the kind of place where birds don't poop... When my father came to his generation, he abandoned his ancestral business and went to Yangzhou to recruit soldiers.
People come to Beijing to seek life..."
"Then Daxia Yuan, what's on your arm?"
The original species looked at his arms in confusion, and sure enough he saw some writing patterns on the outside of his arms. Coupled with the faint tingling sensation, he suddenly reacted: "This...
Of course this is a tattoo! Why..."
"I know." The jailer nodded repeatedly, but interrupted the Yuan Daxia's thinking. "The original hero's ancestral home is Wudi. The customs of Wudi have existed since ancient times. Tattooing is a sign of respect, which is different from the tattoo punishment in the Central Plains. Besides,
, these days, as long as they don’t have tattoos on their faces, even people from the Central Plains have tattoos. I heard that there are quite a few committed men and women in Nanyang who like to have each other’s names tattooed on their bodies?”
"That's true." Yuan Zhong was already a little alert at this moment, but he was drunk and could only answer reluctantly. "Nanyang belongs to Jingzhou after all. Brother, I don't know that around this river, men often have to be naked. If they want to be naked, then
The custom of getting tattoos for beauty... naturally exists."
"That's all, one last question." The warder finally raised his head and saw that this man's clothes were quite neat and he didn't look like an ordinary warder. "Is the original hero literate?"
"That's natural!" Yuan Daxia answered very simply. "I was illiterate before, but over the years I have specialized in reading and literacy, and I have become a master!"
The warder looked back, probably after hearing some instructions, and ignored the original hero, stood up and walked out.
The original species was startled and doubtful. He gradually sobered up from the wine. When he looked at his surroundings, he became even more wary. He then turned his gaze to his arm. He could only recognize some writings tattooed there. It seemed that he had only had time to put it on.
The potion, even the scab has not yet healed... Then I remembered what happened when I was called to the restaurant by Gongsun Zan and his entourage before I was drunk. I had a splitting headache for a moment and couldn't figure out what was going on... It couldn't be those Hebei guys.
Did you have some rebellious words tattooed on your arm?
But when I looked closely, I could only recognize the words "Henan", "Life" and "Death". It was really difficult to look at it again.
"I am not afraid of Henan Yin in life, and I am not afraid of Youdu King in death!" After a moment, in a narrow courtyard only a hundred steps away from the original hero, a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar was stroking his beard and raising his head.
He was chanting something to the moonlight. "What a tattoo! What a literary talent! So domineering!"
And just behind this plainclothes scribe, a dozen officials with ribbons and seals were kneeling there in unison, not daring to raise their heads - as if they were also collectively asking for forgiveness. At this time, they heard
After saying this, they buried their heads deeply together. As for the jailer who just asked the question, he simply knelt down far away from the prison door and did not dare to come over.
"I think of my Zhuye family origins and being a famous official in the world. When my great-grandfather was still a boy, even thieves praised him as the 'boy's inner sword'. Later, he was worshiped as a minister and took charge of the government. My ancestor practiced Confucianism at a young age and after his death
, Cai Yong, Cai Yilang, respected him as Mr. Zhenxuan; but my father was worried about the eunuchs' chaos in the government, so he first abandoned the Jizhou governor as a prisoner, and thousands of people wrote letters to complain about him. Later, he abandoned the minister and died, and Cai Yilang respected him as a taboo.
Duke Wen Zhong... tell me, how come I, Zhu Ye, have come out in Renzhong of Henan Yin who says, 'I am not afraid of Henan Yin, but I am not afraid of Youdu King in death'? Is my virtue in Zhu Ye so bad?!"
It turned out that this scribe turned out to be the current Henan Yin Zhuye, a famous minister of the fourth generation!
"Ming Gong!" an official behind him mustered up the courage to comfort him. "I asked clearly just now. I am afraid that this tattoo was just recently tattooed. Then the county magistrate of Fengshi immediately asked someone to kill this daring person.
Sent...Such crazy words may not spread... Why don't you relax first?"
"Forget it!" Zhuye, the superb Henan Yin, suddenly sighed. "Why do you need to say such self-deceiving words? Just watch, soon this 'I am not afraid of Henan Yin, I am not afraid of King Youdu' will be spread in the daytime.
It's all over Wanluo... I, Zhu Ye, am also a person who knows my shame. Instead of regretting in vain here, it is better to clean up the public order and restore some virtues. It is not too late to mend the situation after it is lost... You also need to prepare. This year, under the rule of Henan
The ranger, Dahao, catch and kill me wherever I need to, and there will never be another original hero!"
"I will obey your orders!" A group of Henan Yin officers kneeling behind them immediately agreed.
"In that case, I'll go back and rest first, and you all should go your separate ways! It's not... it's not a big deal!" After saying that, Zhu Ye Zhu Dayin was about to leave this place.
"Ming Gong..." At this moment, an official suddenly couldn't help but ask another question. Of course, as soon as he finished asking, he regretted his ignorance. "What about the original species in prison?"
"Since the original hero is not afraid of me, Henan Yin," Zhu Ye said without turning around, "I will send him to see King Youdu!"
"Here!" the officials replied as they stood up.
When he eagerly saw that his great Yin had disappeared from sight, one of the leading officials turned back with a dark face and motioned to the warder who was kneeling on the porch in the distance to get up: "Did you hear that? Luan Bang.
Beat him to death! Then ask his family to take him back to perform rituals... If his family has no money, we will invite Taoist priests for him to see King Youdu!"
"Here!" The jailer was trembling, but he responded loudly with all his strength.
"During the Xiping period of the Later Han Dynasty, there was Fengshi County under the rule of Yin in Henan Province on the outskirts of Luoyang City. There was a ranger named Yuanzhong in the county who engaged in many illegal activities and caused harm to the county, but the people in the county could not control him. Emperor Taizu Wu of Yan and
The brothers in the clan and the neighboring children were also disturbed by it when they went to study in Fengshi Mountain. One day, Taizu called him to come and drink. When he was drunk, he bought a tattoo artist to carve words on his arm. The left said: "I am not afraid of Henan."
Yin', on the right, said: 'Death is not afraid of King Youdu'. After that, he left him on the road. Henan Yin Zhuye heard about it and said with a smile: 'Let's send him to see King Youdu'. The county is safe."——
"Shishuoxinyu".Jie Enlightenment Chapter
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