The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

That night, Su Jin wanted to bring Guo Pin to Chaotang, and Song Xiang hurriedly came to look for Su Jin. Obviously, the public trial during the day went smoothly.Visit download txt novel

Su Jin took over the dossier from Song Xiang and looked through it carefully, and couldn't help frowning; I have to say that Song Xiang was quite efficient, taking more than a dozen subordinate officials to court in one day and taking confessions; Yes, but things are not so detailed.

Su Jin read all the confession records, except that these officials confessed to being framed by Feng Jingyao and being controlled by Feng Jingyao, they almost did not explain anything else.

The evidence found from the Red Studio can only prove that they were coerced by Feng Jingyao, so these officials without exception blame Feng Jingyao for the whole incident. , How did he do some things that endangered the court under his coercion, and these things are so insignificant that they are not enough to beat dozens of boards.

Su Jin knew that the officials were looking for the next best thing. Anyway, Wusha would not be safe, but he must not lose his life. As long as he bit his tongue and put himself in the perspective of the victim, he could avoid greater punishment.

Su Jin also has no intention to correct these omissions, Song Xiang is not this material, dealing with these people, these are all expected, and he can commit crimes under his nose without him knowing anything Well, it is simply too easy to fool this mansion lord.

Su Jin didn't want to dampen Song Xiang's enthusiasm. Looking at Song Xiang's excited expression, Su Jin just mentioned that the buttocks of these officials are not as clean as they said, and that flies don't stare at seamless eggs. People, how could they fall into Feng Jingyao's trap, there must be many things that have not been explained.

Boss Song Xiang was unhappy. After a busy day, this boy was quite dissatisfied with his words. He regretted why he came to announce the good news to this impeccable boy. The trial of the case is his own business, so there is no need to follow him. Come to report, if these people were not dug out by Su Jin, and the reported case file must be signed by this person, Song Xiang would have left without hesitation.

Su Jin will not sign these files, he only reasoned that he was not present when the case was heard, and the signature of the Fu Zun is enough, Song Xiang's face is elongated like a horse's face, Su Jin's failure to sign means that he No, of course the dossier can be reported, but if there are any omissions in the trial, it will be carried by oneself.

Song Xiang was suddenly a little worried, if the higher-level review found out something important, wouldn't he be the one to blame himself?But so far, the overall situation in Yangzhou is almost supported by the envoy, and I have long been used to following in his footsteps. Perhaps the trial of the case was indeed too hasty; Song Xiang suddenly lost confidence in himself again.

"Your Majesty, this envoy will interrogate Guo Pinchao tonight. Your Excellency can watch from the sidelines to see if this person has concealed anything during the day. It's not because he doesn't believe in His Excellency's ability to handle the case, but because these people are cunning and in order to survive. All kinds of denials are playing tricks, if I didn't find new evidence, I wouldn't have reminded you just now."

Song Xiang was startled, this kid caught another clue and watched him wandering around all day. The original division of labor was that he tried Feng Jingyao and himself tried his subordinate officials, but according to the report of his servants, he made the adults wander outside for a whole day He didn't say a word to Feng Jingyao, but at night, he actually said that he had caught a clue, which is really elusive.

As it was about the truth of the case, Song Xiang had no choice but to agree, so he ordered Guo Pinchao to be taken from the prison, found a room with two desks, and started the trial at night.

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On the dark official road, Wang Chao and Ma Han pulled the horse forward with one foot deep and the other shallow. and Mahan.

The two of them were sweating profusely, but they walked at a slow speed; Shugang Mountain looked small, and there were only two small peaks on this side, but it was so difficult to walk; after dark, the official road was so dark that it was impossible to see Things, originally today is the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, so there should be moonlight, but it is a pity that the sun is shining brightly during the day, but at night, I don’t know how to see the moonlight, only a faint halo of the moon behind the clouds.

Chao Chao finally stopped walking and said: "Brother, this is not the way to go, I am tired and thirsty, in my opinion, we should find a shelter, drink some water and eat some dry food, and then it is best to make a few torches to light the way. "

Ma Han said loudly: "I wanted to say this a long time ago, but I was afraid that you would say that I was lazy and greedy. In fact, it is best to leave tomorrow. It is not easy to go in the dark, but it is easy to go. If there are any clues on the road I can’t see it anymore, and I don’t know how those people transported the grain that night, looking at this mountain road, I can’t quite believe that they transported the grain from here.”

Wang Chao said: "I'm not sure about what you said, but there must be something with lights to transport grain at night, and it's a cart to pull grain, which is not as good as we go on foot; I think we should find a place to rest and go out. Going to the mountain pass to find someone to stay overnight, it’s really not good, just come back tomorrow to check.”

Ma Han complied, and the two tried their best to keep their eyes wide open, walking along the side of the road, and finally found a depression under the hillside. The two of them went in and squatted inside, and there was no wind, but they just felt stinky. , the smell is not very good.

But at this time, it was inconvenient to worry too much, the two of them struck sparks with flint, cut a lot of weeds and started a fire, with the light of the fire, his body immediately became much warmer, Chao Chao sat down on the ground panting and opened his rucksack, Prepare to take out dry food and water to satisfy your hunger.

But Ma Han scolded angrily: "Damn, bad luck."

Wang Chao hurriedly poked his head to look, and Ma Han on the other side of the fire covered his nose with his hands crossed and rushed out. Wang Chao hurriedly got up and followed, "What's wrong?"

Ma Han wiped his hands on the ground, spitting and cursing: "Damn it, the wicked ghost shitted there. I just sat down and put one hand on it. I'm so disgusted."

Wang Chao laughed loudly and said, "You are going to be lucky, isn't this shit luck?"

Ma Hanwu wiped his hands on the dry grass, dissatisfied: "You are gloating, maybe you will step on dog shit soon, no wonder there was a bad smell just now, it turns out that that place is the place where wild dogs take shelter from the wind and shit."

Wang Chao was stunned for a moment, and slowly said: "Brother, this is not necessarily dog ​​shit, it's in the barren mountains, how could dogs come here to shit, even wild dogs are not smart enough to find a shelter from the wind. Shit and pee? And the smell doesn’t look like dog’s, dog excrement doesn’t smell so bad, it’s more like human’s.”

Ma Han scolded: "Take care of other people's dogs, hurry up and help me shower with clean water. Damn, I was still hungry, now I have no appetite at all."

Wang Chao turned around and took a water bag to wash Ma Han's hands clean. The two returned to the fire. Wang Chao took a ignited wooden stick and went to the place where Ma Han was hit, carefully inspecting it.

Ma Han frowned and said: "What's the value of the yellow and white things, clean them and cover them with grass ash, the smell will be dead."

Wang Chao waved again and again: "Come and see, there are some things here."

Reluctantly, Ma Han leaned over, and saw a half of a thick straw rope covered with dirt lying next to a large pile of dirt.

Ma Han said: "It's really a bastard's shit, or a muddy leg, and I don't feel too flustered to wipe my butt with a straw rope."

Wang Chao pointed to the ground beside him and said, "I don't want you to look at which one, but what is it on the ground?"

Ma Han frowned and looked carefully, only to find that there were countless golden rice scattered beside it, scattered very irregularly, but only around the yellow and white thing.

"How to say?" Ma Han also felt unusual.

"Brother, things are getting closer." Wang Chao smiled with joy on his face.

"You mean..."

Wang Chaoyi patted Ma Han on the shoulder and said, "It's really a shit luck. The food smuggling team passed by here. Now we can boldly pursue it."

Ma Han hurriedly said: "Your words are becoming more and more unpredictable."

Wang Chao laughed and said, "Silly brother, do you think the rice came here with your own long legs? Brother, if I guessed right, this poop must be convenient for the person who transported the grain that night. Speaking of which, is it possible to wipe your butt with a straw rope or be a beast?"

Ma Han said: "Then why are these rice scattered here?"

Wang Chao said: "You are right. These people are mud-legged. They are hired to carry grain. When carrying, there will be a lot of rice on their heads, clothes, and even shoe bags. They leave in a hurry. How can it take time to clean up? So when it is convenient to come here, as soon as the pants are loosened and the clothes are untied, the rice will fall to the surroundings, which is why we can see so many rice here.”

Ma Han suddenly realized: "If this is true, it must be so. When I was young, when my parents carried rice back home, as long as I clapped my clothes, countless rice would fall down. I really admire you."

"My son has always said: You must be good at observing details, and make reasonable inferences and associations. It really works." Wang Chao laughed heartily.

Ma Han asked again: "Then why didn't we see rice on the way before we came?"

Wang Chao said: "That's because the two of us didn't look at it carefully at all. The ground is full of sand, gravel and loess. These are scattered rice. Who will notice it when it falls on it? Not only that, just now I have been thinking about why the mules are even The feces of the horses and livestock can’t be seen, presumably the mules, horses and livestock have brought cages and dung bags, just to make no noise or show traces, this group is very careful.”

Ma Han smirked, admiring Wang Chao sincerely. When he was happy, he reached into his bosom and took out a piece of biscuit to chew. He had long forgotten that the hand that was holding the biscuit was the one that was covered with yellow orange just now. Orange dirt out of the hand.

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