The life of the Xianyu family through books

This spring rain has been falling for several days.

The whole Zhuyuan City was wet, and an uneven group of people walked on the street. Only half a head could be seen occasionally, and the shadows of the new group of people entering the city were glimpsed. Each one looked like a frightened rabbit. , blindly bumping around with his head covered, and heading into the alley.

Are they so scary? !

Yan Yu asked himself, then shook his head decisively.

She was such a cute baby, loved by everyone, but the rain screen must have blocked their view and they couldn't see clearly.

"Brother Santie, let's go to the government office first." Yan Yu said to the people around him: "Be sure to guard each door."

Santie nodded solemnly, with a serious look on his face, and went ahead with two columns of personal guards.

He joined the royal palace as a personal guard, and kept in mind the waiter's instructions. He did not rush to respond to orders, but acknowledged his fault first.

The sauce made at home, the sauerkraut accumulated at home, and the fish caught last year... were often brought to the palace, and they got along very well with Shang Feng and the brothers who were guarding the same place.

Santie's family background seems to be no better than others, but he may be remembered by the prince, and because of his close relationship with the Yan family, he will not be looked down upon by the palace guards.

Young Master, this is what the servants in the mansion call Yan Yu privately.

If it were said that Manager Wang's great-grandson had already made her feel like a fish in water in the house.

The love of the palace masters is the cornerstone that consolidates Yan Yu's status in the palace.

The biggest backer for this triathlon job is none other than Yan Yu.

And the triathlon is really up to par. You need to be tough in ironwork, and the triathlon itself doesn't have to be tough.

With first-class physical fitness, solid basic skills, and excellent endurance, he can quickly keep up with the daily training of the Guards Camp and be able to do so with ease.

If the archery is not too far away, you can simply fix the target and have a fun time shooting coins.

What Shangfeng valued most about him was that he had spent some time in the Huju government office. There were few young people of his age who were so comfortable in dealing with others.

Be courteous in dealing with people, make good friends with colleagues, quickly integrate into the guard camp, be discerning, don’t talk about what’s going on, and be diligent with your hands and feet...

Just like the triathlon, what climber wouldn't like it?

This trip to the triathlon was meant to be an opportunity for him to gain more experience.

When the group arrived at the government office, the royal guards had blocked all exits.

Yan Yu: "Uncle Li, please count the heads. Those who are dishonest must be shackles and locked up. Don't hurt yourself."

Li Captou smiled and said, "Don't worry, we won't have to worry about it."

Capt. Li nodded to the fast-shift yamen officer and walked quickly to the cell.

On the way here, Yan Yu was thinking about why her father said it would be great if she didn't leave and asked her to come back quickly.

From what she knew as a daughter, her father was quite good at shoveling land. She could leave this kind of moving work to him. Even she herself might not be able to do it better than her father.

Is it really because of lack of time, lack of manpower, and unsatisfactory search?

Yan Laoer: Yes, that’s the fact.

Or is there something he can't handle that he can't handle? And it would be more appropriate for her, General Yan, to take action?

Yan Laoer: No, no, no! I really just feel unhappy that no one is cooperating with the search. I really have no other meaning, my dear!

Yan Yu not only figured it out on his own, but also discussed it seriously with his master.

The theme is that since Guanzhou cannot occupy Zhuyuan City, what else can we do.

Mr. Tian Da has been guarding the border town for many years and has many years of experience.

Yan Yu, on the other hand, is unconstrained and has no limitations in his thinking.

The old man and the young man actually came up with a rough charter.

If the British Crown Prince and Yan Huaiwen both focused their attention on the Xizhou Army, then Mr. Tian and Yan Yu shifted their attention to the common people.

Approaching the main hall, Yan Yu took a deep breath.

He moved his facial muscles. Mr. Tang sat upright and sat in the main hall again.

Seeing a small child, he walked in leisurely.

"Your Excellency, you are polite." Yan Yu adjusted her posture and looked as if she was overbearing. This is what she was thinking on the way. It is not good to be too polite. This is not the time to be polite, but to be coercive and domineering. Ease of doing things.

"I have a few things to do this time." Yan Yu clasped his little hands behind his back and explained in a casual tone: "The prince learned that the guards in Zhuyuan City were insufficient, and he was afraid that the gangsters in the city would take the opportunity to cause trouble, so he ordered Hu Ju to take over Zhuyuan Prison. The offenders will be taken away immediately and the case files involved will be handed over."

Mr. Tang was silent for a moment and said: "You can take the person away, but not the files. The files must be kept in this office."

Once the King of Qi knows that Zhuyuan City has lost troops, he will quickly replenish his troops.

If this city was defended in a bloody battle and lost, Guanzhou now coerced the prince to falsely open the city gate, losing the city and seizing the troops without using a single soldier. The King of Qi would be angry when he heard this, and he would inevitably turn to Zhu Yuan and force a conquest on the spot.

Not only were Zhuyuan's strong men at risk, but there were numerous precedents of prisoners serving as vanguards and dying soldiers on the battlefield.

Last year's Autumn Judgment, repeat offenders have been punished.

The prison cells of the county government were mostly filled with roosters, dogs, and thieves who committed crimes that would not lead to death.

It is against the rules to hand over Huju, but in this situation, Mr. Tang can't say no.

Wanting to leave the dossier was his last bit of dignity and stubbornness.

Yan Yu snorted coldly: "No, let's go get it ourselves in case we miss anything. If we take too much, please forgive me."

"Uncle Wan, go to the torture chamber."

The execution room manages the official documents and files of lawsuits, prisoners, constables, jailers and jailers, and is also responsible for the management of Baojia in the city.

Yan Yu winked at Team Leader Wan, who understood and nodded towards her.

Not only did she want to take away the prisoners in the cell, but she also wanted to know Baojia's name and address in the city.

The cities in Xizhou have been under the rule of the King of Qi for a long time. The Xizhou army has few soldiers from outside the government and most of them are recruited from the local area.

It must go through the hands of Baojia.

She is of great use to these people.

……

The military camp in the city was temporarily requisitioned by her.

The guards came to the door one by one and brought them here.

It was late at night.

Not to mention candles, there was not even a torch to be found in the military camp.

While lamenting that her father searched so cleanly.

I'm so sad, Dad, how can you be so clean? ! !

At this time, Yan Yu was arrogant and domineering. Little General Yan could still feel wronged and was in the dark. He waved his hand and wrote an IOU to the Zhuyuan County Office. Instead of going to the office, he simply kept breaking up the bits and pieces in the cell. Move them all away.

Generally, county government cells are built underground or semi-underground, with few exceptions. Candles and torches are always available.

There were also a lot of firewood, charcoal, quilts, etc., which were not visible, but were hidden. Capt. Li pulled them all back without any politeness, and said to everyone with a smile: "These are not in the account, let's pay them back." Benevolence and righteousness are not our duty.”

The jailer's salary came from the prisoners, but the prisoners in the border towns were always poor and could not squeeze out a few ounces of oil.

We can only work hard on these things.

If someone in the family commits a crime and doesn't give them something to keep them warm, don't blame the jailers for being cruel and starving them.

When they got the things, they followed the rules. They threw out the old bedding that countless people had slept on and finished the work. They even poured half of the food for the prisoners. (End of chapter)