Han official!

Chapter 31 Pig

Just after the middle of the month, the weather began to warm up, and the East and West Markets of Chang'an became increasingly busy. Bottles of wine and sweet liquor were transported to the Lion Circle, while the nobles and relatives of the emperor were watching the wrestling and sword fighting. The lives of the common people became much harder. They had to go out to cut water chestnuts and pound rice with pestles. They also had to plant soil, store manure, and plant mulberry trees in the fields.

The atmosphere in the Chang'an official temple was a little more anxious than usual.

At the entrance of the small double-eaved black-tiled corridor stood dozens of wrestlers. They wore no hats, only a bun on their hair, bare-chested, wore short trousers, and long belts around their waists. Their skin was exposed and they didn't feel the cold at all. Each of them was big and strong, with fat all over, like a group of human-shaped pigs.

Zhu Anshi thought to himself that even with his bravery in fighting tigers, it would cost fifty gold coins to kill a wrestler.

He only recognizes money.

Except for the emperor, everyone from the nobles and relatives of the emperor's wife to the common people has a market price.

Fifty gold coins were enough to persuade him to kill a county lieutenant.

There were dozens of wrestlers whose market value was as high as fifty gold coins at the entrance of the corridor. They were all servants kept by Dou Pengzu, the Marquis of Nanpi, in Disheguili. Every year, he spent as much money as the taxes of an entire county just to provide him with entertainment.

Dou Pengzu wore a three-beam Jinxian crown and a dogwood brocade robe. The fabric was purple-brown with vermilion patterns. The pattern was composed of short-stemmed dogwood patterns, diamond patterns, and hollow dots, forming a repeating pattern. The workmanship was complicated and extremely valuable.

Only the ministers with a salary of more than 2,000 stones, as well as the marquises and relatives of the emperor, could afford to wear dogwood brocade.

Dou Pengzu was lying on a brocade couch, his body as fat as a ball, like a big meatball with short limbs. There were many layers of fat on his jaw, and his fat arms looked thin in front of him.

Beside him stood several maids, holding lacquer bowls filled with honey and horse wine, which they kept feeding to Dou Pengzu who was lying on the brocade couch.

The thin Zhang Tang saw this and couldn't help but frowning. A feeling of nausea also rushed up his throat.

Luoma wine is cheese, which is a very greasy food, and a layer of honey paste is poured on the surface of the cheese.

Zhang Tang just smelled the greasy sweetness and could hardly stand it. His stomach started churning. If he hadn't been a strong man, he would have run outside the black-tiled corridor to vomit.

Dou Pengzu looked very happy, and he looked very happy when he ate the food.

"Marquis of Nanpi."

Jia Ziguang stood by, bowing, and said indignantly, "The Yang Di Yuan family's hoarding of armor is a complete frame-up. Guo Jie was just seeking revenge for a personal crime. He committed the crime of annihilating an entire family in Chang'an and tried to cover it up by claiming to have hoarded the armor."

The difficulty of being an official in the capital lies in the large number of dukes and nobles.

It was just that all the people in more than ten neighborhoods in Duting were killed, including a family in Hongmen Lane in one of the neighborhoods.

In other counties, at most the county lieutenant would be alarmed.

However, Jing County alarmed a marquis, who was a member of the Dou family, a relative of the emperor.

Dou Pengzu said, "Come here, capture that little Dutingchang Guo Jie and throw him into my boar pen. If he can survive the wild boar's mouth, I will spare his life."

Dou Pengzu was cruel by nature. He built a pig pen, imitating the emperor's lion pen, which was full of huge wild boars that ate everything and were even more dangerous than bears and leopards.

Wild boars have flat teeth and can chew up human bones until nothing is left.

Whenever Dou Pengzu was in a rage, he would kill the slaves and maids around him and throw them into the boar pen to destroy the evidence. The bodies would be eaten clean by a large number of wild boars, and all the blood would be licked clean.

There won't be any evidence left.

Zhang Tang recalled that he had once ignored all advice and insisted on going to the pig pen to investigate a case and conduct an interrogation. He saw the densely packed wild boars, which were huge in size, full of muscles, and had an extremely strong smell.

He couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

Anyone thrown into the pig pen would be eaten by the densely packed wild boars in an instant.

"The love book has been sealed."

Others would have been terrified in front of Dou Pengzu, but Zhang Tang stubbornly said, "Guo Jie is innocent. According to the court's laws, once the court seal is sealed, the case is closed. The Marquis of Nanpi has no right to arrest Guo Jie, especially since he is a minor official in the government, wearing official uniform and an ivory seal with a blue ribbon."

The county magistrate did not dare to offend Dou Pengzu, Marquis of Nanpi, let alone the Chang'an Wei.

In the eyes of others, he might be a senior official, but in Dou Pengzu's eyes, he was just a small county lieutenant of Jing County.

Dou Pengzu glanced at Zhang Tang and said with his mouth wide open, "I am not negotiating with you, and you are not worthy of negotiating with me. Go and call Zhao Yu. The Chang'an magistrate is barely worthy of speaking with me."

Zhang Tang stood at the door of the sitting room with a stern expression, determined to ensure the fairness of Han law. "Even if you are the Marquis of Nanpi."

Zhang Tang said seriously, "We must not bend the law for personal gain. Even if Wei Qihou comes and stands before the petty officials, we will never allow him to trample on Han laws!"

Dou Pengzu raised his head slightly and looked at Zhang Tang, who was serious. A bit of violence appeared on his face, and he was on the verge of exploding.

"hehe."

Jia Ziguang chuckled obsequiously and offered a suggestion: "Marquis Nanpi has heard of Guo Jie's reputation for fighting a tiger barehanded and wants to see him fight a wild boar in the pig pen. How could this be considered partiality and abuse of power? Official Zhang, please don't make false accusations against Marquis Nanpi."

Dou Pengzu's expression lightened slightly, and he looked at Jia Ziguang with a little more appreciation.

Zhang Tang glared at Jia Ziguang, but he had other good ideas to stop him.

The upper class in Chang'an had a strong martial spirit, and no one could stop Dou Pengzu from witnessing the scene of Guo Jie fighting a wild boar with his bare hands.

Unfortunately, there are too many wild boars in the pigpen.

Are we just going to watch Guo Jie die in the pig pen?
The situation is extremely critical.

"Snapped!"

A man in a black robe with crimson edges entered the private room. Sang Hongyang raised his hand and slapped Jia Ziguang hard on the face, saying coldly, "Get out! How can a villain like you enter the private room of the Chang'an government temple?"

"you!"

Jia Ziguang was furious and was about to retort, but when he saw that the person coming was the Minister Sang Hongyang, he instantly became intimidated and stood beside the brocade couch in frustration, not daring to say a word.

"Beating a dog still depends on the master."

Dou Pengzu's face darkened. "How dare you offend me for a mere captain?"

Could it be that Sang Hongyang was suffering from a heart disease or madness?

He actually offended the Marquis of Nanpi because of a small chieftain Guo Jie.

It's really unbelievable.

"Offended? Wrong!"

Sang Hongyang picked up the wine cup beside him and, his lips dry, took a long gulp of millet wine. "I have put aside many important matters and rushed here from outside Chang'an, not to offend the Marquis of Nanpi, but to protect the four thousand dan of millet, seven thousand dan of sorghum, and one hundred gold coins that Guo Jie sent me."

Eleven thousand shi of grain.

There is still one hundred gold.

Guo Jie actually gave all of Yangdi Yuan's wealth to Sang Hongyang.

The purse given to the emperor.

Dou Pengzu's face changed suddenly. If Guo Jie was killed, more than 10,000 stones of grain would be enough to cause the emperor to reprimand him.

"Paws!"

Dou Pengzu looked at Jia Ziguang fiercely: "I almost offended Minister Sang because of you. Come! Slap him hard!"

It's not that Sang Hongyang was offended.

It is an offense to the emperor.

"Clap clap clap!"

There were loud slapping sounds in the toilet. Several fat wrestlers used brute force to slap Jia Ziguang hard in the face.

Jia Ziguang saw stars, his head was buzzing, and he was completely frightened.