The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

"It turned out that the fate of Jin Daguan was also very rough. Fortunately, all hardships are rewarding. Now that he has a lot of money and is happy and free, the suffering he suffered before is not in vain; come, come, everyone pay respects to Jin Daguan. A glass of wine." Yinger laughed.

All the fans enthusiastically raised their glasses to drink with Brother Jin, but after putting down the glass, Yinger said: "Listening to the story of Mr. Jin, I think of an acquaintance. The experience of the Jin Daguan is quite similar, but the ending is different, he is worse than the Jin Daguan."

Brother Jin asked with an oh: "Is that so? It's similar to what happened to me?"

Ying'er laughed and said, "It's Gao.  Cai's mother is pregnant." Yu Yu's body was like Zheng Zheng's, and he was taken in by an official and followed him as a servant. The official was promoted all the way to the capital. As an official, he followed him to the capital. Later, his master turned against his opponent because of the incident in the court. As a result, this man betrayed his master in a delusional manner. As a result, the official was framed and imprisoned. When he took the money and wanted to run away, he was caught by the investigating officials of the court and beat him half to death. After being sent to prison, I heard that he will be executed soon; do you think it is miserable? "

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"That's right, this kind of person cuts people's hearts. If he comes to our garden, my mother will not take care of him, no matter how much money I give him, I will just spit on him."

All the fans scolded angrily, cursing endlessly.

Cold sweat flowed down the back of Jin Geer's spine. This Yinger's story seemed to be talking about himself. His mind was vacillating but he couldn't take a seat. He had to force a smile and said, "Where did you hear this story? How could it be like this?" What about it? It’s written like a play.”

Ying'er sneered and said, "Why not, I have heard this story with my own ears, and the officials have names and surnames for everything they do."

Jin Geer tremblingly asked: "What's the name of the official? What kind of official?"

Ying'er said: "The senior officials seem to be quite interested."

Jin Geer said: "It's just complaining about the official. Who is the official?"

Ying'er said: "It is said that the official is an old master from the Guozijian. His surname is Shi. I can't remember his name."

With a flick of Jin Ge'er's wrist, a glass of wine fell to the ground, making his clothes dripping with wine. All the fans rushed forward to help him wipe it off, but Jin Ge'er stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Then do you know the name of that betrayed servant?" Jin Geer asked panting.

"Hee hee, it seems that Jin Daguan is also a person who likes to inquire about gossip. I don't know what the name of the servant is. I don't care what his surname is. The person who will be beheaded soon can have whatever surname."

"Teach me, most of the surnames are pigs, and maybe the surnames are dogs, the generation of pigs and dogs." A fan joked.

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe it's a beast. If you do such a thing, what is it if it's not a beast?"

"Hee hee, the two elder sisters are really vicious. They have such a name, maybe they are called beasts."

Several fans kept teasing, Jin Ge'er's face turned green and white, and he felt uneasy, why did he say what he did from the mouth of this brothel fan, and even named Shi Jie by name? And official position, doesn't it mean that everything he has done has been known to others?I didn't know what I did, and no one knew about it. Could it be that those people didn't talk about credibility and spread the news?

The more Jin Geer thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he comforted himself and said: The end of this story is that the traitor was captured and beheaded, and he is still sitting here. This shows that some people are indeed spreading rumors about this incident, but the government But I don't know, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be called in for questioning long ago, the only thing I have to do now is to flee the capital before these words reach the ears of the government, I should leave here immediately to dig money outside Wu Qi Temple Waiting for the dawn to go out of the city and fly high, the world is so big, and I have so much money, a cat who just finds a place to hide its name will still live happily for the rest of its life.

Thinking of this, Jin Ge'er couldn't sit still, drank the wine in front of him in one gulp, stood up, patted the wine stains on his body, and walked out.

Ying'er and the others hurriedly asked, "Where are the officials going?"

Brother Jin said without turning his head: "Suddenly I remembered that there is an urgent business matter, and I have to deal with it quickly. Don't worry, I have a lot of money and goods today, and I will come to find some of you to take care of me when I have free time."

Ying'er said anxiously: "Your official, go slowly, it's not too late to drink a few cups." The voice was a little loud, as if to give an announcement, and at the same time she got up and grabbed Jin Ge'er's robe sleeve with her hand.

Jin Ge'er's complexion changed drastically, he stretched out his foot and kicked Ying'er right in the waist, kicked Ying'er to the ground, and rushed out the door.

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Ying'er endured the pain and shouted: "Come on, the official, this man is going to run away."

The fans didn't know why, and they were stunned. Jin Ge'er didn't know what to say, and came to the door in two steps, stretched out his hand and opened the door, and then rushed out. Suddenly, a blur appeared in front of his eyes, and a slap the size of a cattail fan slapped in. A fork hit his face, and a strong force came, and he immediately retreated a few steps and sat on the ground.

A person's laughing voice came from his ear, "Where are you going, Mr. Jin, in such a hurry? I still want to drink two glasses of wine with you and chat."

Brother Jin took a closer look, and saw two people standing at the door one behind the other. The man in front of him was holding his face with his palms spread out, with a greasy face, while the man in the back was gentle and gentle. Thick eyebrows and thin lips were full of smiles, and he looked at himself with sarcasm in his eyes.

"What are you doing? In broad daylight, robbing? Did this bitch's house originally run a black shop?" Jin Geer shouted.

Zhao Hu stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up in the air, spit and scolded: "You are also a thief calling for a thief, I will throw you downstairs and tell you to roll down the stairs, do you believe it or not?"

Jin Geer insisted: "I want to have fun here, who are you, come here to beat and curse? Where's the old bustard? Don't you care?"

Su Jin laughed loudly, walked into the room, kicked the door shut, sat down on a chair, and said: "Scream, keep screaming, the more arrogant you are now, the more you will suffer later The more, if I were you, I would obediently shut up."

"Who are you? I don't know you." Jin Ge'er's veins exploded, and white foam formed at the corner of his mouth.

"But I know you. Your name is Brother Jin, right? I was originally the servant of Master Shi Jie from the Imperial College. He betrayed his master when he saw the money, and after getting the money, he pretended to be a son and brother to have fun here; am I right? ?”

"Bloody spitting, you have admitted the wrong person, I am not the person you said." Jin Geer's liver and gallbladder were torn, and he could only quibble with irrational words.

"Still denying, let's see what this is?" Su Jin clapped his hands, Zhao Hu took the package from his back and opened it on the table, revealing a dirty iron box.

Su Jin slowly opened the box, revealing neat rows of silver ingots inside, and said with a smile: "We have seized the money you hid next to the Wuqi Temple. When you went to dig it secretly during the day, the official took people Right behind you, you took the money to come here at night to be ecstasy, right? Go ahead, the facts are all there, so why deny it?"

Jin Ge'er was paralyzed on the ground gasping for breath, and muttered in his mouth: "I...I have nothing to confess, this money is not mine, not mine."

Su Jin spat, got up and walked in front of him, reached out and groped in his arms, and after a while found two ingots of silver, compared them to the silver ingots in the iron box, and scolded: "Return to his mother's denial, look! Look at this silver, it still occupies the loess outside the Wuqi Temple, and the two batches are the same batch of silver, and I have witnessed it with my own eyes, and you dare to deny it; it seems that you will have to suffer; Zhao Tiger, let this fellow have a taste."

Zhao Hu agreed, stretched out his hand to grab four or five bamboo chopsticks from the case, grabbed Jin Ge'er's hand, inserted one by one between his fingers, then held Jin Ge'er's palm and said with a smile: "Give it to you first." This guy tastes like eating sticks with chopsticks."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed hard, only to hear a crackling sound, Jin Geer howled like a pig, jumped on the ground, his hands were already bleeding from being strangled.

The old bustard heard the sound and hurriedly bowed to Su Jin when he saw the situation: "Didn't the official say that he won't take people here? Everyone in the yard heard this voice, and many men are complaining."

Su Jin smiled and said: "I'm sorry, this guy's voice is indeed louder, Zhao Hu, stop his mouth and torture him first, or you don't need to cover his head with a quilt."

Zhao Hu looked around, Ying'er hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, Zhao Hu stuffed the handkerchief into Jin Ge'er's mouth, Jin Ge'er was already alive and kicking from the pain just now, it seems that he will do it again, He hurriedly shouted: "Don't worry, the villain found it. This money is mine, but is it a crime to be rich? This money is the money I have saved for more than ten years. You can't buy it because I have some savings." Are you going to punish me for my crime?" [

Su Jin scolded: "If you don't see a coffin that doesn't shed tears, Shi Zhidao's official salary is not high. Your monthly salary is [-]. Even in ten years, how much can you save? And where did you come from?" There are so many official silver cast and forged last year? Official silver is a bulk purchase or reserve of the imperial court. Where did you get it for a small servant? Besides, you have been visiting brothels for fun since Mr. Shi was imprisoned. , It costs a lot every time, if you have saved the money so hard, how can you suddenly spend it like this? It is obviously ill-gotten wealth that is used like running water, so how can you justify it?"

Brother Jin said: "That... is indeed ill-gotten wealth. The villain is gambling... If he wins the gambling, what others give me is official money. How do I know where they got it from?"

Su Jin shouted with a green face: "Zhao Hu, shut up and beat him to death, the bastard just deserves a beating."

Zhao Hu grabbed Jin Geer's hair in a bun and stuffed it into his mouth with a cloth towel. Jin Geer gritted his teeth and refused to let go. Zhao Hu became angry, reached out and picked up a wine cup on the table, and smashed it at Jin Geer's cheek. After a few clicks, he knocked off a few of Jin Ge'er's big die through the flesh, and Jin Ge'er howled endlessly with blood spurting from his mouth.

Zhao Hu stuffed the cloth towel into his mouth while his mouth was open, then dragged his feet and raised his head down, he laughed and said, "I'll give you something delicious."