Red Mansion: I am Jia Lian

Chapter 201 is too cooperative and boring!
Looking back now, we can see what happened after martial law that led to the emergence of large-scale "rioters" in the city.

Take over the army, take over the official warehouses, control the city gates, issue notices, and set up porridge sheds with military rations to help the people.

What really touches local interests is nothing more than one thing: announcing the purchase of local grain at official market prices for military use.

At this stage, it is only a city in Nanyang, and the surrounding counties have not yet taken any practical measures.

Now that the situation is clear, all that's left is to find the motive for such a violent reaction.

And where did they get the courage?

More than a hundred thugs were killed on the spot and more than 300 people were captured alive.

Yue Qi, who had never been so caring, now changed his attitude and immediately took the strictest curfew measures.

Jia Lian hurriedly interrogated and worked all night. More than 300 people were interrogated in multiple groups, and it was not completed until dawn.

The city gates were opened early in the morning, and the three riders headed out to the north of the city. The ground in Henan was very uneven, and someone needed to escort the messenger.

"So far there is no clear evidence pointing to the local gentry, and the Yuan family in Nanyang is as clean as a lotus mother. Tens of thousands of people in the city have no livelihood, and the strict control system cannot last long. The military affairs in Yunyang will not last long. So I can explain it to the superiors.”

The people who issued the order pointed to several petty officials in Nanyang Mansion. When the military sent people to arrest him, he had already escaped.

Zhang Tingen has no better way, at least from his knowledge, there is no good way. With a notice saying that local grain is purchased at market prices, will they really just sell it to you? If that had been the case, what happened last night would not have happened. If it had not been prevented in advance, it would have been a slap in the face and a bloody mess.

Even under military control, the duo of Zhang Ting'en and Yue Qi could not arrest everyone and put them in jail. They could only call all the subordinate officials of Nanyang Mansion, under the guise of a meeting, lock them in a room and give them food and drink. Not allowed to leave the room, placed under house arrest.

Yue Qi looked at Jia Lian in surprise, then smiled bitterly and shook his head. This guy is really not afraid of offending others, and even the army resists him.

Yue Qi didn't understand what Jia Lian meant, but Zhang Ting'en knew what Jia Lian meant. Kaifeng was the governor's headquarters, and Liu Da, the governor of Henan, was not an easy man. He had a well-known commander, Kong Zhao, the current chief assistant.

It is not that there are no other officials in Nanyang Mansion, but each of these officials behaves very innocently. When faced with questioning, they all used the excuse of complete ignorance and picked off the individual completely.

Jia Lian stood up and said: "You two officers must not be stained with slander. It doesn't matter to me. I will do whatever it takes to offend others."

That being said, in fact, the chicken has such a big brain, the effect after scaring him is very poor, and he will soon forget it.

After Jia Lian finished speaking, Zhang Ting'en became even more worried: "Which one do you plan to start with?"

According to the interrogation structure, the thugs involved came from several gangs in the city. Their instructions were to set fires and cause riots.

"Of course it's the Yuan family. The Yuan family owns half of the grain store in the city. Others kill chickens to scare monkeys, but I want to kill monkeys to scare chickens."

"Tell me about your method." Zhang Ting'en asked a little worriedly.

"The most unwilling people in the world to rebel are the gentry, a group of local emperors, nothing more than paper tigers. If you have to follow them through the red tape and go through the procedures, they will have many ways to drag you to death. Besides, I want food, and it's not that I won't give you money. If I have food, I won't sell it. If you don't give it to the military, what is it if you don't want to be a bandit? I'll let the gentry in these places know what it means to be unwarranted."

"There is no food in the official warehouse, and the ten-day army ration carried with the army cannot last. There is definitely no shortage of food in Henan, a land with its own production. The difficulty is how to get the food into hands. You can't just grab it by force, right?" Zhang Ting'en was sleeping, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was talking about the current situation worriedly.

Yue Qi was dumbfounded and exclaimed: "Aren't you afraid of forcing rebellion? These gentry are not easy to offend. What you have offended is not just the gentry in Henan, but probably all the officials from Henan in the world."

Jia Lian said calmly: "During the interrogation last night, I specifically found out which families the Zhongliang store in the city belonged to. Today I led troops to the door and ordered the handover of cheap grain for military needs. It doesn't matter if you don't hand over. I will just label you a bandit. "

Yue Qi was telling the truth and what he meant. He really didn't want to get involved in these messy local affairs.

Zhang Tingen was silent for a long time before saying: "This is something only you can do, no one else can."

This time Yue Qi showed no mercy and directly controlled all the family members, arresting hundreds of them for further interrogation.

"Students can do things on the ground in Nanyang, but we can only ask the teacher for things in Kaifeng."

If you want to say that Liu Da is colluding with the Yuan family in Nanyang, there is nothing wrong with it. They only receive money to do things. Forget everything else, not even allies. Yushitai, that is the base camp of the remaining party that Fang Baiyi left behind in the imperial court.

"You go and do things. The most urgent thing is to get food first. Be careful and try not to intensify the conflict."

Jia Lian said: "Just adapt to the situation, I will try my best. In addition, I need the cooperation of Master Ma, the prefect."

Zhang Ting'en nodded: "Of course there is no problem." Jia Lian turned to Yue Qi: "Please also ask the general to issue a food requisition order and mobilize 500 new gunmen from the rear army to help."

Yue Qi naturally agreed very simply, but in fact he acted quickly. He just complained in his heart: The rear army has always listened to you, took off his pants and farted, and I didn't see you asking for military orders to mobilize troops last night.

Master Ma, the prefect of Nanyang, was not willing to be a puppet. After fighting hard, he had no way out and could only cling tightly to the thighs of Zhang Ting'en and Jia Lian, master and disciple. How can I say this? Master Ma is in Nanyang Mansion. Except for a few attendant masters who listen to him, others really don't regard the prefect as their cadres.

The civil servants hoped to enshrine the emperor and rule from the top. The Nanyang gentry were more direct, physically acting as the prefect.

It can be said that on the first day he took office, Magistrate Ma was caught in a trap. When the handover was held, there was no problem with the accounts, and the deficit was only five thousand taels, which was within the normal range. He turned a blind eye and passed by, although he thought he would only realize after completing the handover that the official warehouse and theirs were empty. Do you really dare to believe it? There are 20,000 dans of grain on the books.

This matter seemed to be closed on the grounds of rioters besieging the city, but he was really afraid. If you bear this crime, you will be beheaded.

I was so happy to take office, but I didn’t make much money, and I couldn’t take the blame anymore.

Magistrate Ma, who was well versed in the rules of officialdom, did not even dare to tell the outside world for fear of death.

He would not dare to kill an official, as the possibility of sudden death was not small.

It took a lot of effort to get Zhang Ting'en, a cabinet minister who is big enough, to come. If he doesn't seize the opportunity, he will die of stupidity.

As an experienced bureaucrat, Mr. Ma is well versed in how to label people.

After a brief discussion, Jia Lian hit it off. The government officials were not trustworthy, so Mr. Ma did not bring any of them, but borrowed fifty soldiers.

Jia Lian took the order and mobilized five hundred gunmen. Master Ma was in front of the guard of honor, and Jia Lian led the army behind, and went straight to Yuan Mansion.

When they arrived at the Yuan Mansion, Jia Lian, who was greedy for life and fearful of death, did not enter, but sent troops to surround the Yuan Mansion. He moved a chair and sat at the gate of Yuan's Mansion, waiting for Mr. Ma to enter and call out the people in charge of Yuan's Mansion for questioning. There is no real evidence, and the charge of attacking the local prestige is still a bit too big for my small body to bear.

But what to say? Now that you are here, you need to be more ruthless to scare people.

Especially when Mr. Ma was blocked at the door of Yuan Mansion, Jia Lian couldn't stand it anymore.

A mere disciple actually asked the prefect to wait for him to report. It can be seen that this is the process every day.

In fact, it's nothing. It's just that the people in the Yuan Mansion need to prepare before going out to welcome him, making it appear more formal and grand.

For Jia Lian, who wants to use the topic to his advantage, this is an opportunity that cannot be missed.

"A mere servant dares to block a fifth-rank official of the imperial court. The Yuan family is so powerful. Come, capture this guy and occupy the gate. Without military orders, no entry or exit is allowed." Jia Lian gave the order, and the generals behind him were as follows. Like a wolf and a tiger, he pounced on Menzi, grabbed his arm, and kicked him on his knees, causing him to kneel down.

When Master Ma was stunned, Jia Lian made a gesture: "Prefect Ma, please."

Subconsciously, he held his head high and his chest high. After taking a few steps, Magistrate Ma lowered his head slightly, thinking about the script.

When the head of the Yuan Mansion, Yuan Yong, heard the news, he fell down on his chair in shock. Could it be that something happened?

The so-called good wealth is hard to part with refers to Yuan Yong. He is sixty years old. He recently took advantage of the rioters to besiege the city and took in three concubines for just a few dozen kilograms of grain. For the common people, it is a time of life and death, but for the Yuan family in Nanyang, it is a good opportunity to make a fortune.

When the army entered the city, they originally thought it was a good opportunity and sent someone to give Yue Qi a thousand taels of silver. Cheng Yi actually wanted to give a gift to Zhang Ting'en. Isn't this not enough? As for Jia Lian, I really didn't take him seriously, just a little baby.

Now when this little kid led troops to surround Yuan Mansion, Yuan Yong remembered that although he was famously brave, he was actually very cowardly.

"What's going on, what's going on?" Yuan Yong, who was sitting on the ground, murmured to himself. The butler stepped forward and said, "Sir, the officers and soldiers only seized the door and did not enter. The prefect Ma, Lord Ma, has arrived at the atrium. Do you want to see him? ?”

"Huh?" Yuan Yong quickly changed from the state of mourning to being calm and composed, stood up with the help of the maid's hand, and said to himself: "I don't think Yuan is still a bit thin, wait until I send Magistrate Ma away. "

When he arrived at the atrium, he saw Magistrate Ma looking anxious and running around in circles. Yuan Yong's mood hit rock bottom again.

When Magistrate Ma saw him, he stepped forward and said urgently: "Weng Yuan, something has happened."

Yuan Yong took a few steps back in shock. Not supported by the housekeeper, he still fell once and said: "Master Ma, tell me carefully."

Magistrate Ma said: "There is no grain in the official warehouse. Prime Minister Zhang was furious and asked the local gentry to sell grain at a fair price. Prime Minister Zhang may be just talking. His disciple Jia Lian was born in the Duke's palace and acted most recklessly. Even Yue Zongzhi may not be in the spotlight." He has a cruel look in his eyes. Now that he has said harsh words and cannot see enough food, Yuan Mansion is a bandit and a traitor."

Yuan Yong was panicked and didn't know what to do, but the housekeeper calmly asked: "Excuse me, Lord Magistrate, does Jia Lian really dare to act so boldly, and is he not afraid of the gentry all over the world talking about him?"

Mr. Ma said: "Butler, can you move a ladder and stand on the wall to see if he dares?"

The housekeeper started to be more serious and immediately had a ladder brought over. After climbing to the top of the courtyard wall to take a look, he fell directly from the ladder. If a servant caught him, he would probably break his leg.

Seeing the housekeeper return, Magistrate Ma began to add more information: "For the current plan, we can only replenish the official warehouse as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to appease Prime Minister Zhang's anger. Then Jia Lian only wants to please Prime Minister Zhang, and the Yuan family cannot be the first. He needs to win over Tuoyang Le We all need to work together to protect the Yuan family and overcome the current difficulties. "

The steward immediately said: "What Magistrate Ma said is true. Although the Yuan family has enough food, it cannot be afforded by the whole family."

Magistrate Ma took advantage of the situation and said: "It's best. Yuan Weng might as well go to the door to see the guy so that he can have an explanation."

Yuan Yong hesitated and said: "If that guy takes the opportunity to capture me, what should I do?"

Magistrate Ma was speechless and wanted to cover his face with his hands, but the housekeeper could only bite the bullet and said: "Uncle, there are soldiers outside. The Yuan Mansion is surrounded by water and no birds can fly out."

Yuan Yong immediately changed his face, took Magistrate Ma's hand cordially and said, "Master Ma, please give me a kind word later, and Yuan will be richly rewarded." Magistrate Ma said with a bitter look on his face: "Try your best. And because of that, Jia Lian is extremely domineering, and all the lords of Nanfang Mansion have been placed under house arrest by him. There is not much I can do. "

Yuan Yong followed Magistrate Ma to the front yard, but did not see Jia Lian. He quickly asked and found out that the man was outside the door.

When he saw Jia Lian when he went out, he was sitting at the door with a big horse and a golden sword. He was afraid that the people in Nanyang City could not see the momentum. Then he looked at the dozens of people behind him, with their backs and backs full of murderous intent. Suddenly, his limbs went limp in shock and slid to the ground. The servant hurriedly supported him so that he did not sit on the ground.

Jia Lian saw clearly and said loudly: "Bring the man over here." Four servants of Yuan's family carried Yuan Yong over. When he put Yuan Yong on the ground, he was about to collapse again. The housekeeper hurriedly supported him. Jia Lian felt reassured and stood up and stepped forward. , raised a file with great momentum and smashed it directly into Yuan Yong's face: "Look at this before you speak."

Yuan Yong hurriedly took it, looked at it carefully, and was trembling with fear: "Creating something out of nothing, absolutely making something out of nothing, slander, slander, this is a trick, this is a frame-up."

At the critical moment of life and death, Yuan Yong found his courage and defended loudly.

Jia Lian looked at him sideways and said calmly: "It's an extraordinary thing. It's an extraordinary thing. It's enough to have the testimony of the mob to prove the Yuan family's crime of being a bandit!" What Jia Lian said is true. As long as he is willing to work hard, he is not afraid of not being able to get it. Oral confession. Originally, oral confession was the most reliable, but also the least reliable thing.

To be honest, the Great Memory Restoration Technique can make a person remember the time when he was six years old and peeked into the bath next door. To say unreliable, the Great Memory Restoration Technique is flexible enough to allow the subject to add some memories.

"Young Master, Mrs. Yuan is willing to give you five thousand loads of grain, no, ten thousand loads. I just ask you to let Mr. Yuan go."

Yuan Yong's mind was in chaos. He was so frightened that he thought he could escape.

Jia Lian took out a piece of paper and handed it to Yuan Yong: "Write a note, sign, and fingerprint."

Yuan Yong looked confused: "What IOU?"

Magistrate Ma quickly added: "It's an IOU to borrow grain from the official warehouse. Is this to save face for Mr. Yuan in the capital?"

Yuan Yong wrote the IOU in a daze, signed it, and fingerprinted it. After Jia Lian got the IOU, he shook his hand and said, "Within three days, the grain will be delivered to the official warehouse. If there is one grain missing, Yuan is a bandit." First offender. Let’s go to the next one.”

When the team withdrew its troops and headed to the next house, Magistrate Ma was still a little worried and asked, "Then Yuan is willing to submit?"

Jia Lian took out a confession and handed it to him and said, "When I asked him to sign just now, he signed an extra confession and took his fingerprints."

After Magistrate Ma took a look at the contents of the confession, he was so frightened that his limbs became cold, he was trembling, and he was out of breath.

Jia Lian was still sighing: "It's so boring, he's so cooperative."

(End of this chapter)