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Chapter 127 Human pigs
The word "witchcraft" was uttered.

The expressions of everyone present suddenly changed.

Du Junao's legs trembled and he almost collapsed at the door of Gushuli.

What a vicious heart.

Who to offend.

Nor can he offend Guo Jie.

"All the people in Gushuli and my wife's family participated in forging the letter."

Du Junao's knees softened instantly, and his expression, which had once been stern, turned into a pleading one. "I beg the officer to sentence me to one city day of pounding rice. The men will be sent to build the city wall, and the women will be sent to pound rice. You can take the corn from the corn trees. In addition, I will tell the officer where to bury the piggy bank."

"Brother-in-law."

Yi Zong's face darkened. "Since witchcraft is involved, the emperor will personally investigate the case. Du Jun'ao was a guest of the Dou family, a relative of the emperor's mother-in-law, and his connections are widespread. Empress Dou is still alive. I'm afraid they won't sentence the Dou family, but instead charge us officials with fabricating rumors, hastily closing the case. Or they'll punish the Du family of Ba Ling for forging a letter."

Yin Qi was worried that Guo Jie would disagree, so he added, "I will personally escort Du Jun'ao and dozens of his direct relatives into the tiger's den. The remaining thousand or so will be handed over to the guards of the Shanglin Prison. The guards know that these people have offended Guo Jun and will not let the Ba Ling Du family off easily."

Guo Jie nodded slightly, agreeing to the charge of forging a letter.

See it.

People always like to compromise.

You mentioned the crime of forging a letter.

Du Junao said that only Du Ji was responsible for the crime.

You mentioned the crime of witchcraft.

Du Junao himself admitted that the entire family had forged the letter.

The thief catcher and the prison clerk also breathed a sigh of relief. They were also frightened by Guo Jie's words about witchcraft. Seeing him nod, they immediately began to arrest the members of the Ba Ling Du family and swung out the iron bars in their hands.

"Snapped!"

"what!"

"Block the front and back gates. Don't let a single prisoner in the granary escape."

"I'll go find the Fu registration list and arrest them one by one according to the list."

There was chaos at the entrance of Gushuli, with the sounds of thieves and police beating people with iron bars everywhere, and the clansmen of the Du family of Baling crying and screaming.

The prison official followed behind with a hemp rope, tying up the Du family members who were kneeling on the ground, tightly binding their necks and hands.

The thief catcher and the prison clerk, one arrested the prisoners, the other tied up the prisoners, and with the help of the Fu's register, they arrested all the members of the Du family of Baling.

The garrison commander and hundreds of soldiers, holding spears and wearing red armor, stood there awkwardly.

I was at a loss for a while.

It turned out that they were catching a group of thieves who broke into the granary.

who ever thought.

The thief became an official.

The official turned into a thief.

"Mang Tong, go and get the Magistrate of Maoling."

Guo Jie looked at the thief catcher and the prison clerk who were eagerly looking at him and ordered, "Wei Guang, take your men and confiscate all the property of the Du family of Ba Ling. Bring Du Jun'ao with you. Remember, don't let go of a single three-zhu coin."

"Brother, don't worry."

Wei Guang was delighted. "The earliest we can leave for Chang'an is tomorrow. I know a dwarf who's an expert at building tombs. He happens to live in a nearby village. Send someone to find him. He won't let go of a single three-zhu coin or a single grain of millet."

He found a thief catcher who was registered in Baling Town, learned about the situation of post offices in the surrounding villages, and went to find a dwarf who was good at building tombs.

Guo Jie shook his head and laughed, "It seems Wei Guang has quite a few talented thieves under his command, including a dwarf who built tombs. The construction was fake, but the tomb robbing was real. The passages dug by the tomb robbers are so narrow that only a dwarf can fit through them."

Actors, dwarfs, and lechers are all the same kind of people, the lowly people who often go in and out of the houses of nobles and powerful people, performing funny plays and dances at banquets to entertain people.

Dwarfs are of low status, so it is normal for them to participate in tomb robbing.

"Mr. Guo."

An Guo Shaoji was nervous and anxious: "Look, can Du Congmu..."

Before he could finish, Yi Zong's sharp eyes swept over him.

"What do you mean?"

Yi Zong stared at him and said, "Are you trying to protect the members of the Ba Ling Du family?"

“I don’t dare”

A layer of cold sweat broke out on An Guo Shaoji's forehead. He wiped the sweat off with the sleeve of his fusuma and said with a wry smile, "I just wanted to ask if Du Congmu could reduce the sentence for helping to capture Du Junao."

He was furious.

Although he had the intention of seducing Du Congmu to sow discord among the Du family of Ba Ling, An Guo Shao Ji was not taking advantage of Du Congmu. He really liked the beautiful and charming Du Congmu.

"can."

Guo Jie patted Anguo Shaoji's shoulder and said, "Let's redeem her tattoo. Du Congmu has also done meritorious service. If she is sentenced to redeem her tattoo, she doesn't need to be sent to Shanglin Garden to build the forest garden."

Redemption of tattooing is a fine less than life imprisonment.

If you pay a certain fine, you won't be sentenced.

"Thank you, Mr. Guo. Thank you, Mr. Guo."

An Guo Shao Ji bowed hastily, tears of gratitude streaming down his face. The sleeves of his jacket and trousers almost reached the ground.

"No need to be polite."

Guo Jie quickly helped him up and said solemnly, "You and I are brothers. There's no need for so much formality. As your elder brother, of course I have to help you."

When An Guo Shao Ji heard the word "brother", he was shocked and stared blankly at Guo Jie who was leaving.

He kept repeating the same sentence.

"You and I are brothers. You and I are brothers."

"He is the Maoling Commander?!"

"It's clearly a human pig, how could it be the Maoling Lingling?"

"The Magistrate of Maoling is the chief official of the mausoleum. How dare Guo Jie torture him like a human pig?"

At the entrance of Gushuli stood an open cart pulled by oxen. Inside the cart lay the magistrate of Maoling, who had fainted from severe pain. His limbs were torn off, and he had turned into a shocking human pig.

The captain and hundreds of soldiers were so frightened that they trembled all over, their faces full of horror. They looked at Guo Jie who was standing next to the ox cart, and couldn't believe that he had turned the Maoling magistrate into a human pig.

Breaking the limbs of a commoner is a serious crime punishable by beheading and public execution.

Ok.

The prerequisite is the use of weapons such as copper and iron.

Not to mention that the Maoling Ling was the chief official of the mausoleum town who could meet the emperor.

Even the thief catcher and the prison clerk were shocked when they saw the miserable appearance of the Maoling magistrate and were frightened by Guo Jie's audacity.

Only three people did not show any fear when they saw the human pig.

Yi Zong stood nearby, watching with fascination the Maoling Magistrate being made into a human pig. An expert in Qin Dynasty torture, he shook his head and said, "The technique is too crude, not quite perfect. If it were me, I could make him into a more perfect human pig."

He disliked Mang Tong's crude methods.

After all, he is not a brutal man who is good at torture, so the human pig he made has no aesthetic appeal.

Yi Zong secretly regretted that he should have left Mang Tong in Chang'an. He followed his brother to Gushuli.

He can make a human pig with his own hands.

Yin Qi glanced at the human pig, then thought about the tiger's den he had dug, comparing whose methods were more cruel.

Wang Wenshu had a calm and inhuman face. He didn't care about the Human Pig Maoling Order at all. He was eager to make a move, wondering if he could implicate more villagers.

But a thousand men were too few. Even if they were pushed to the bank of the Ba River and beheaded, they wouldn't be able to stop the water.

Ugh.

It’s a pity that he was the Minister of Prisons, not the Wei of Chang’an.

Otherwise, more than ten villages will be implicated before the matter can be resolved.

"Brother."

At midnight (23:15 PM - 0:00 AM), Wei Guang finished collecting all the valuables from the granary. He walked to the inner gate with the wooden tablet and threw it to Guo Jie: "The total amount of corn, cloth, three-zhu coins, and gold taels in the granary is three hundred gold coins. In addition, there are all kinds of meat and vegetables."

One gold and ten thousand coins.

Three hundred gold is a large sum of three million coins.

The Du family of Ba Ling was indeed a wealthy family on the south bank of the Wei River.

"Unfortunately"

Wei Guang glanced at the individually tied papermakers with a look of regret. "These craftsmen must be placed in the workshop, and no one else can interfere. The list of craftsmen, like the list of horsemen, must be submitted directly to the emperor for his approval. Otherwise, they can be brought back to the Jincheng neighborhood and start making paper."

"No need to regret."

Guo Jie laughed and said, "Zhao Guo has a method for making paper in his head, but he's short of manpower, so he can't make paper for now. Everything has to be done step by step, there's no rush."

"Let's talk again."

Guo Jie whispered, "I don't trust these craftsmen. The most important thing for Jinchenglu isn't building workshops, but stability. The people we recruit must be loyal. Jinchenglu is so fertile, and if word gets out, many nobles and marquises will send their men to Dahe to fight for our land."

Wei Guang's heart trembled.

The reason why Jinchengluli was able to make a fortune quietly was that to outsiders it seemed like a barren and desolate land.

No one could have imagined that Jinchengluli was a land of abundance.

Guo Jie could slowly develop in an unnoticed corner, quietly waiting for Zhang Qian to open up the Western Regions and open up the Silk Road.

By then, Jinchengluli, which had already completed its development, took advantage of the prosperity of the Silk Road and collected rent by relying on the city trains that had been built long ago.

"good!"

Wei Guang said solemnly: "Those who are recruited into Jinchenglu must be cautious and loyal, so as to avoid leaking the fertile land of Jinchenglu."

"No wonder my brother only collects a tenth of the rent."

Wei Guang's face was filled with admiration. "The greater the preferential treatment, the more people will misunderstand that Jincheng Luli is a barren land that can't grow much millet and can only collect a tenth of the rent. At the same time, it will also attract some brave warriors who dare to kill the Xiongnu. With the intention of never returning to the interior, they will leave Didao and stay in Jincheng Luli forever."

Guo Jie smiled but said nothing.

Confusing the public is just a common tactic.

When some celebrities are caught in a scandal of secretly getting married, the real public relations method is not the thankless task of sending a lawyer's letter or making a sincere apology.

They should hire a large number of internet trolls to spread more gossip, such as the news about the man coming out and the woman being gay, etc., to drown out the scandal. Spread it around, and in the end no one will care about the scandal of the secret marriage.

As Jinchengli grows stronger and stronger, news about its fertile land will spread sooner or later.

Guo Jie made arrangements in advance. While the Jinchenglili was still small, he used confusing tactics and began to mix in some news that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

In the end, the true news about the fertile land will be regarded as one of the many false news.

The thief catcher from Xiangshi Street and the jailer from Sihu Prison became nervous when they saw the two people talking in low voices. Although they could not hear their conversation clearly, they knew that what they were talking about involved the money in the grain tree.

At the entrance of Gushuli, there were fire pots lit, and the lights were on. It was already midnight (23:15-0:00), and the thief catcher and the prison clerk were not sleepy at all. They waited nervously for Guo Jie to count all the money.

Can we live a good life this year?

Just look at today.

"The disposal of meat and vegetables shall follow the previous rules."

Guo Jiefang put down the wooden tablet and walked towards the inner gate. "Everyone will get a big fat pig, ten bunches of scallions, one hundred catties of salt, and ten jars of vinegar. In addition, there are a lot of sunflowers planted in the vegetable patch among the grain trees, so each person will get ten bunches of sunflowers."

The thief catcher and the prison clerk were excited.

Not only did they receive rewards from Guo Jie, but they also got more vegetables than their previous colleagues.

The ethos of the Western Han Dynasty was to value death over life.

Guo Jie sent out some insignificant meat and vegetables.

However, the thief catcher and the prison clerk remembered his kindness deeply and would never forget it for the rest of their lives.

Loyalty every slaughter dog generation.

The upper-class nobles and powerful people look down upon things, but the lower-class officials and common people are willing to die for them.

To repay a favor.

Guo Jie looked at Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu, who were looking expectant, and pointed at the two ox carts and said, "You two have already loaded your things onto the carts. Tomorrow, each of you will take a cart full of meat and vegetables home."

Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu's faces were filled with joy.

The two cruel officials' faces showed a rare warmth.

It seems that I have seen the children in the family cheering around the ox cart, shouting, "Father, I want to eat pig ears," "Father, I want to eat pig trotters."

Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu bowed solemnly and said, "Thank you, Mr. Guo."

A word from Mr. Guo.

Guo Jie felt relieved.

From then on, Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu became cruel officials that made the dukes, ministers, marquises, and princes of the Liu clan shudder in fear.

If the identities of Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu were known in advance, even the princes with the surname Liu would have spent a large amount of gold cakes, silk brocades, and beauties to bribe them.

Guo Jie earned the gratitude of the two men with only two carts of food and drink.

"Is this hemp paper?"

Yin Qi walked over and saw another ox cart next to the ox cart, which was filled with pieces of hemp paper. He was surprised, but also felt indescribably excited.

Even though Wang Wenshu was a calm person, he hurried over when he heard the word "hemp paper".

Wang Wenshu's face was filled with joy: "It really is hemp paper."

Yin Qi said expectantly and nervously, "Is the hemp paper a gift for me and Wang Wenshu?"

Guo Jie looked at Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu with anticipation and nervousness, fearing that the cart of hemp paper was not a gift for them.

Guo Jie couldn't help laughing.

It seems that he is once again preparing to capture people's hearts.

The right thing was given.

Hemp paper is about the one thing that is most important to any father.

education.

Later, more and more families were burdened with heavy debt in order to buy a school district house.

For the sake of their children's education, they even had to sleep with the principal, kneel down and beg people, and other helpless and sad things.

In the eyes of parents in the Western Han Dynasty, education was the top priority. Since knowledge was monopolized by the upper-class dukes and nobles, the lower-class officials and people were extremely eager for knowledge.

In addition, the family's son's education cost a huge amount of money.

Brushes, ink, paper and inkstone all require money.

And the market price is not cheap.

A whole cart of hemp paper is too important for Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu.

Guo Jie laughed and said, "It's not one cart, but three carts. All of them are personal gifts from me to you two for the elementary education of my children."

Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu looked at each other with serious expressions, shook the wide sleeves of their black clothes, and bowed solemnly to Guo Jie.

Guo Jie stepped forward quickly and helped the two cruel officials, Yin Qi and Wang Wenshu, who were bowing, to their feet. He said, "You and I are one. There is no need for formalities."

(End of this chapter)