The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

The night is as cold as water, and all sounds are silent.

But the lights in Su's house were brightly lit. On a big mahogany chair in the front hall, Su Jin sat there with his legs crossed, and four men in police uniforms knelt in front of him. The man's back, the steel knife in his hand slapped his cheek.

"Say, who are you guys? What do you mean when you went to Linshuiju to smash up in the middle of the night?" Zhao Chao asked while beating him with a knife.

A long-faced Tolerance sneered and said: "I advise you to let me go quickly. I am a Tolerance from the yamen, and I went to the restaurant for business. If you detain Tolerance casually, you will be charged with serious crimes."

Su Jinha smiled and said, "Tolerance? Which yamen do you think you belong to?"

The long-faced tolerance officer was stunned and said: "Which yamen is worthy of you to ask? Don't think that your guards can do anything wrong if they have some skills to take us. You have the guts to kill our brothers with one knife. Let's see if you are right." I can get away with it."

Su Jin smiled and reached out to pick up an official document on the table and raised it: "You don't have to worry about who I am, I'm even a grassroots person, and I'm better than you fake tolerances. Your official document looks decent, but It's a pity that the seal on the bottom is painted on, and it's different from the stamp on it, do you think I can't see it?"

The long-faced tolerance trembled, obviously a little flustered, but he quickly calmed down, and said with a sneer: "It's a joke, but you said that the official seal of the Privy Council's military department is fake. What can you ordinary people know?"

Su Jin shouted: "Still arguing, even if I haven't seen what the real big seal of the Ministry of War looks like, I can still recognize the painted and stamped seals. You can be more real if you fake it. A big yam engraved with a stamp on it is more realistic than your stroke-by-stroke tracing; you can’t even fake it, you’re just a fool.”

The long-faced Tolerance showed remorse on his face, cursing himself for being stupid, he should get a yam or a white radish and engrave a big seal on it, which is much better than being recognized at a glance.

"Don't you recognize it? Then I will tell you about the more fake part of this big seal. I'm afraid you won't recognize it; the big seal on the cover has rough edges and is a little fuzzy. The ink pad used is also ground with cinnabar and mixed with other materials. It is mixed and precipitated, and the color of the cover is bright red with purple, thick and calm, but the seal on your official document is dazzling red, and it smells like a fragrance, I am afraid it is the lip gloss or rouge from the brothel. It’s made, and it’s so unprofessional to fake it, it’s a shame that you still have the face to argue.”

The long-faced Tolerance moved his mouth, drooped his head and stopped talking.

Su Jin got up slowly and said: "Come on, why are you pretending to be a business official and making fake official documents to scare the people? Do you have any grudges against the Liao people?"

The tolerance kept his head silent, Wang Chao kicked his ass twice and shouted, "I'm asking you something, are you pretending to be dumb?"

The tolerance suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Everyone who is a citizen of Song Dynasty hates Liao people, and my brother just wants to punish Liaogou. Liaogou has bullied me Song Dynasty for so many years, shouldn't this be the case?"

Su Jin tutted and said repeatedly: "It seems like a man with integrity. Do you treat my young master as a three-year-old child? Liao people and Da Song have an inseparable heart knot, and the common people don't like Liao People, but this is the time when the envoys of the two countries are negotiating. Is it worthwhile for you to intervene? If you are really ambitious, why don't you join the army and go to the border to fight with the Liao people? But you shy away and pretended to be a fake official to cause trouble. Obviously, there is something wrong with it. Purpose."

The tolerance said: "We don't care so much, we can do whatever we want to relieve our anger. If he is from Liao, we have to give him color. The office worker is just to make things go smoothly. Beating the old man is also punishing him for being a Liao dog. Meals are provided."

Su Jin sighed and said: "It seems that you are still dishonest. It's as simple as you said. I don't need to talk to you anymore. Yesterday morning, my envoy from the Great Song Dynasty just gambled with the Liao people and won all their money." Qian Cai, you guys showed up right after, and just because of the timing you chose, you can tell that this is not a temporary idea, but that you have been watching the Song and Liao envoys to discuss this matter. Don't tell me this is a temporary idea."

The Tolerance's eyes flickered, and he said stubbornly: "It was just a temporary idea, and it was only after hearing the rumors on the street that I came up with this method to punish the Liao people."

Su Jin lost his patience, and gritted his teeth: "It seems that you have to suffer from torture. The timing of your choice is ingenious, and you know how to forge official documents and pretend to be business errands. Just based on these points, you are not ordinary people; Who ordered you to do this? This is the last question, if you don’t tell the truth again, don’t blame me for being rude to you.”

"Kill us, don't expect us to tell you a word." The tolerance suddenly growled.

Chao Chao slapped him from the side and back, causing the tolerance's ear to bleed. The tolerance suddenly reached out and pulled out a dagger from the boot, and wiping the throat of Su Jin who was standing in front of him with the force of the slap. .

Chao Chao was caught off guard, and hurriedly reached out to snatch it, but was out of reach. Seeing that the dagger went straight to Su Jin's face, Su Jin threw the teacup in his hand at the tolerance's face, and poured the freshly brewed hot tea on the other's face. The hot policeman sizzled all over his face and yelled in pain; Su Jin took advantage of the moment he wiped his face, jumped back with a short body, and rolled over again, avoiding the fatal blow.

Wang Chao caught up from behind and hooked the man down with his kick. Seeing that he could not succeed, the man shouted: "Brothers, it's over." After saying that, he swiped the knife towards the throat, a stream of hot blood spurted out, and immediately rushed to the ground It will fall.

Dynasty stared and shouted: "Search their daggers."

When the companions guarding the other three false tolerances came back to their senses, they quickly started to lock the arms of the three false tolerances who had suddenly reached into the boots, and found three people in their boots. With a dagger as thin as a cicada's wing, a small cloth bag was found on the sole of one of them.

Su Jin originally just wanted to scare these people, but he believed that these people might have thought up such an idea spontaneously to embarrass Liao because they hated Liao, but the sudden sudden change in front of him shattered Su Jin's heart. idea.

Su Jin was shocked for a while, and ordered the remaining three people to be tied up, and even their mouths were blocked with wooden wedges to prevent suicide by biting their tongues. The double blades on both sides glowed with blue light, and smelled a pungent smell, obviously spitting poison.

Su Jin gently cut open the small cloth bag with candle scissors, and a few small bright red pills rolled out of it.

The pill rolled to the ground, and a companion reached out to pick it up. Su Jin shouted, "Don't touch it."

That companion should stop quickly, Su Jin said: "Bring me a bowl of water, and then go get a silver chopstick."

The pill melted into the water, and a bowl of clear water turned blood red and gave off a pleasant smell. Su Jin covered his nose, and plunged the silver chopsticks into the water. Suddenly, a black line spread rapidly along the chopsticks, and soon more than half of the chopsticks It was purple and black.

"Toxic." Wang Chao and the others exclaimed.

Su Jin took a breath and said, "This is highly poisonous. These people are indeed not ordinary people. It seems that something happened to us."

Su Jin put down his chopsticks and ordered someone to pour out the poisonous water. He wrapped the dagger and pills in a thick cloth and put them away. think.

Suddenly, Su Jin felt that something was wrong. After the deceased's hat fell off, the hair on his head was fluffy. Su Jin stretched out his hand suspiciously and felt a lightness in his hand. He actually grabbed all the hair of the dead corpse.

Su Jin was taken aback, and after a moment of stupefaction, he realized that the man was actually wearing a wig. Looking at the man on the ground again, there was a circle of jet-black hair with several braids around it; The snow-white open space is barren.

Su Jin wondered: "This man is bald, why did he become bald at such a young age?"

Wang Chao took a closer look and said, "My lord, it seems that he is not bald, but his head was plucked out on purpose."

Su Jin suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Take off the hats of those three people, and see if there are any strange things on their heads."

The crowd hurriedly took off the hats of the three people who were bundled like rice dumplings, tugged at their hair for a while, and sure enough pulled off three messy wigs. All three of them had hollow heads with braids around them. .

Everyone was dumbfounded, looking at Su Jin wondering what was going on.

Su Jin took a deep breath and said, "Brothers, where would anyone have such a hairstyle?"

Chao Chao suddenly shouted: "Bald, bald, all the Western Bandits are bald."

Su Jin nodded and said: "That's right, these are all members of the Dangxiang clan, this matter is getting more and more interesting now