Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 166: Heavy Weight
An Juan, courtesy name Musi, was formerly the chief official of the Dali Temple and is now one of the chief officials of the Ministry of Justice. He is in charge of the review of laws, criminal laws, and prisoners outside the capital.

Two years ago, he was scolded so much that he vomited blood because of investigating a case. To this day, he is still a laughing stock in the Ministry of Justice. Every day when he sits there at work, no matter whether people passing by are talking or not, Lord An always thinks that they are laughing at him.

He has not been on any field trips these days and has been sitting here hibernating every day. It is simply a torment for him. Even if he goes to the toilet and sees someone walking towards him or even smiling at him, he will hear the voice of "Look, look, that's the one vomiting blood" in his ears.

It made him feel extremely annoyed and annoyed.

"Alas! Colleagues."

Just when the Ministry of Justice and the Foreign Affairs Department were all slacking off and waiting for the New Year, someone suddenly came outside with a note in his hand: "A pigeon was sent from Luoyang. The matter is about a seventh-rank county magistrate shielding his son from committing a crime. Officials, officials, who can take the trouble to make a trip? There is still a month before the New Year. Let's try to file this matter before the New Year. Who can take the initiative? If no one does, the Minister of Fees will call on the names."

The Department of Foreign Affairs was suddenly filled with grief. It was supposed to be the end of the year, couldn't everyone just spend the New Year peacefully? It was hard work all year long. Moreover, the Department of Foreign Affairs was not only a low-income government office, but also a very risky place. There was no telling how many accidents happened on the road every year. Some people were even so angry that they vomited blood. It was the end of the year and they were not allowed to rest. It was really...

"I!"

Lord An raised his hand: "I'll go and review it."

"Well done, I'll leave this matter to you."

When the other people in the Foreign Affairs Department saw that it was Xiao An who stood up, they all smiled. An Musi couldn't stand this. It was almost a problem for him. He felt uncomfortable when he saw someone gossiping about him. So he hurriedly chased after him: "Master Liu, wait a moment. When are we leaving?"

"You decide this yourself. You are all senior members of the Foreign Affairs Department. You don't need me to remind you, right?"

"Then..." Anmu Si was silent for a moment: "I will leave today!"

He had no other wishes in his mind. As long as he could escape from this group of weird colleagues, everything would be fine. So he immediately applied for the fastest horse, which was basically the only one he could get except the 800-mile express one. He received the letter in the morning, and in the afternoon he took his clerks, note-takers and other staff to Luoyang.

As long as he can stay away from these colleagues, his life will light up again.

At this moment, Xia Lin has been bedridden for three days. His buttocks hurt terribly. The doctor just came to change his medicine, and now he is enjoying the service of being fed by the little princess.

Lao Zhang, who was sitting next to him gnawing on chicken feet, burst out laughing when their eyes met.

"Laugh, laugh, laugh! Go outside and die laughing."

Xia Lin angrily scolded: "I have been lying down for three days and you have been laughing beside me for three days. Are you a human being?"

Old Zhang ignored him and just picked up his bowl to eat. Just then, the servant knocked on the door outside: "Master Xia, someone outside sent a chicken. Someone also sent medicinal wine for injuries."

"Kill the chicken and stew it in the evening. Send the medicinal wine in, and I will apply the medicine to Lord Xia myself."

The waiter pushed the door open and put a bottle of medicinal wine on the table before leaving. Old Zhang took the medicinal wine, opened it and smelled it. The smell was pungent...

"Centipede medicinal wine, it's a good thing. Come on, Xia Daosheng, the master will apply the medicine to you!"

"Stop!" Xia Lin tried to move to the corner of the bed, but he started to howl in pain: "Stop! Help!"

He had indeed had a hard time these past few days, mainly because the hook hurt. He didn't know if the executioner was a novice, but the fight was real. Not only him, but even Hong Shoubei, who was a military man, was bedridden.

"Be gentle, damn..."

Xia Lin cursed, clutching the pillow tightly with both hands, and sweat covered his forehead, but Lao Zhang didn't take it seriously. He just sat there and smiled, "It's nice to feel loved by the people these days, right?"

"Of course, that's why I got beaten up. I want to change myself from an aggressor to a victim, so they can't hold a grudge against me."

Xia Lin covered his buttocks and said, "That's enough... I can't bear it anymore. It hurts so much."

"You have to massage the blood clots, otherwise you will be restless for the next six months." Lao Zhang said as he massaged him, "So you said that this time you suddenly made such a big fuss and took down five county magistrates, there will be no commotion in the court?"

"What kind of movement can a seventh-rank county magistrate make? The court is hoping that there will be more of these psoriasis. If an official of this level can make a fuss, it means someone in the court wants it." Xia Lin frowned, sweat dripping from his chin: "Besides, isn't what I did reasonable and legal? As an inspector, what's wrong with inspecting government affairs and supervising the work of each county at the end of the year? It's just my duty. Can Wang Dafen of the Ministry of Justice and Lu Quanyou of the Dali Temple find fault with me? If they do, don't blame Zeng Ming for not letting them have a good new year."

"That's the truth."

"Don't worry about these shitty things. For some things, don't ask whether you can do them, just ask whether you should do them. Things that you should do but can't do, it's okay to do them. Things that you can do but shouldn't do, think twice before doing them. Things that you shouldn't and can't do, don't even touch them." As he was talking, there was a sudden noise outside. He didn't hear the other voices clearly, but heard a loud voice shouting, "What's wrong with that? We watched Xiao Linzi grow up, why can't we watch him?"

Hearing that it was the loud-mouthed pork seller, Xia Lin sneered, "Old Zhang, hurry up and get out of here before you get bullied by the neighbors."

Lao Zhang finally put down the medicinal wine and Xia Lin finally got out of the sea of ​​suffering. After a while, all the old neighbors came. They were carrying all kinds of things in their hands, some were carrying eggs, some were carrying maltose, and some were even carrying a goose. In short, there were all kinds of things, filling the room in a mess.

The neighbors sat there and chatted with Xia Lin as if they were visiting relatives during the New Year.

"Whose little girl is this? She's so pretty. Is she Xiao Linzi's wife?"

The aunt of Lao Zhang's family sat next to the little princess, holding her hand and chatting about family matters, while the butcher said to Xia Lin: "Yesterday we went up the mountain together to light firecrackers for Chunhua and told her all about how you redressed her injustice. Oh, it was snowing heavily when we went up the mountain, but the snow stopped right after we finished talking. Xiao Linzi is really good, he has become such a high-ranking official after only a few years of not seeing him."

"Oh... That's right, our village has finally produced a high-ranking official! He can even sit with the garrison commander, it's really amazing."

They were talking at once. Although it was cold outside, the house was warm because there were so many people. The scene was just like the neighbors who had gathered together to celebrate the New Year many years ago. At that time, Xia Lin had just come into this world and was only thirteen years old, but the memory of it was already very vivid.

"Xiao Linzi, why don't you erect a memorial archway for us, saying that a high-ranking official like you was born in our area."

Xia Lin lay there and sneered: "One day when I kill all nine clans, you guys are going to go with me, right? You guys are really brave to do this now, second brother."

The second brother who was speaking laughed and kept silent. However, what Xia Lin said was right. If they erected a merit arch at this time, and then something happened that would lead to the execution of all nine generations of the clan, there would be no one left on this street.

"Stop talking nonsense, Lao Er. You are even less knowledgeable than a pig." The butcher laughed and scolded, "Okay, everyone has seen it all, let's go home. Let Xiao Linzi have a good rest. He got a good beating."

As he spoke, the butcher walked up to Xia Lin and said, "It's not easy for Xiao Linzi to be a high-ranking official. You should seldom come to our place in the future. It would be bad if people saw you knowing lowly people like us. Don't you understand?"

"Oh, it's no big deal." Xia Lin waved his hand: "I have to go back home for the New Year this year. Please make me some food, lion's head! It must be lion's head!"

The neighbors agreed enthusiastically, and then left one after another without staying for too long, leaving behind a pile of things on the table and the floor.

The little princess fiddled with the presents, then turned around and smiled, "They are so interesting."

"Of course it's interesting. These are my old neighbors. I grew up among them." Xia Lin moved with difficulty while lying there: "Master Zhang, stop biting me. Give me a hand. I want to get up."

Old Zhang was chewing candy at the moment. After hearing what Xia Lin said, he stood up and helped Xia Lin up, muttering, "By the way, did you hear them say just now that this County Magistrate Meng seems to have some connection with some aristocratic family in the northwest?"

"Oh, Wang Shichong of the Luoyang Wang family. Isn't your father-in-law a branch of his family?" Xia Lin smiled and limped towards the toilet: "Wang Shichong should know about it now. Maybe in a few days, he will come to his senses and make trouble."

"Then what should we do?"

"Get out of the way." Xia Lin narrowed his eyes and said, "Wait until the people from the Ministry of Justice come, and let them confront him first."

"The Ministry of Justice? The Ministry of Justice is just an inspecting official."

"Wouldn't it be confirmed by verification? We won't let him confirm it."

When Lao Zhang heard this, his eyes rolled and he said, "You said you would wait for you in a few days. How about we take advantage of you?"

"What are your plans?" Xia Lin asked curiously.

"Plan? Plan is to add some more fuel to the fire." Old Zhang glanced at Xia Lin and said, "Push him. The Wang family of Luoyang and Gao Shilian are mortal enemies."

"Hehe." Xia Lin glanced at him and said, "Old Zhang, you are getting worse and worse."

"People, after being in the martial arts world for a long time, will definitely know something." Old Zhang frowned and thought for a moment: "What will you do if a conflict really occurs?"

"Me?" Xia Lin pursed his lips and said, "Shameless Zhang Zhongchun and desperate Xia Daosheng, do you think this combination is okay?"

(End of this chapter)