Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

"What's your case?"

"I want to take revenge on Erde, the servant of Cao Mansion, who bullies people and lets his dog do evil things!"

"You! How dare you bite back? Sir, look at this fellow! He is so arrogant! He has no intention of repenting at all!"

"Sir, this guy went out to walk his dog in broad daylight without even a leash. The dog ran wildly on the street, causing chaos. When the dog saw us, it suddenly went crazy for some reason and rushed towards us."

"You know, sir, that I have been timid since I was young. If my wife had not been quick to kill the vicious dog on the spot, I am afraid that a disaster would have occurred. Such a wicked slave! Shouldn't he be punished?"

"What nonsense! My dog ​​Changgui has been well-behaved since he was young. We never use a leash when we walk our dog. He goes east when told to go east and west when told to go west. I'm sure you two had bad intentions and Changgui saw it, which led to it attacking you, and you're still blaming it!"

"Huh, do you know the saying, walking a dog without a leash is like walking the dog?"

"That's right, I am my master's dog. What's wrong with that?"

"...Nothing, let's talk about the case."

Volume 16: Chapter Chapter : Three Steps

"My lord, this evil slave took his dog out for a walk without a leash, and let the large dog run around in the city, posing a great threat to the lives and property of the people. If we hadn't acted in time, I would have been bitten by the vicious dog. What can I do, my lord? Please understand."

Jiang Han took the lead

"Hmm... that makes sense."

Zhao Pu nodded and agreed with Jiang Han's statement.

"But sir, my law does not stipulate that dogs must be leashed when walking. Instead, he killed my dog. He must be punished according to the law!

Erde was anxious and did not want to be outdone, so he started to output

Zhao Pu nodded, feeling that what Erde said was not wrong.

"Yeah....indeed."

"But sir, there is no provision in our dynasty's laws that stipulates that killing a dog should be punished. On the contrary, if you let a dog commit a crime, you should be arrested!"

"Yeah...that's right."

"Sir, you can't listen to his nonsense!"

"Sir, you can't let him talk nonsense!"

"grown ups!......"

"grown ups!......"

"That's enough! How can you roar in court? You are the adults, and I am the adult."

Zhao Pu stared.

"You two, one of you let your dog run wild in the street, disturbing public order, and the other of you killed people and dogs and damaged property. However, our laws do not prohibit this, so both of you are innocent."

"But sir..."

I need to talk about Erde again.

"but!"

Zhao Pu changed the subject.

"You two roared in court and ignored the imperial order. According to the law, you should each be beaten with ten sticks! Go down and receive your punishment!"

With these words, Zhao Pu brought the case of the two people to an end. He was too lazy to care about such trivial matters. What he cared about most now was the disaster relief cause.

Strictly speaking, beating with a stick in ancient times was actually caning. Specifically, it was a lacquered wooden stick that was more than two meters long, as thick as a bowl, and had edges. This thing was solid, and some people would feel uncomfortable when being hit with the stick. However, as the saying goes, where there are people, there are all kinds of tricks, and there is also a story behind this caning.

When the execution is carried out, it will be carried out by the yamen runners, but during the execution process, there will be a supervising officer who is responsible for monitoring the execution of the caning and helping out. The supervising officer is not allowed to have any substantive communication with the yamen runners, not a single word. He can only say a few words at the beginning and end of the execution, and is not allowed to open his mouth at other times.

However, the law only said that people were not allowed to speak or communicate, but they obviously underestimated the creativity of the masses. If you don't allow people to speak, you don't say that people are not allowed to do anything, right? So some people invented some code words.

There are several different types of beatings with a stick, such as real beating, fake beating, and beating to death. After years of execution, the yamen runners have long developed the ability to control the force. They can beat you however they want. Sometimes they can beat you until your buttocks are covered in blood, but in fact you are fine. Other times they can beat you so that you look fine on the outside, but the flesh inside has rotted into cotton wool.

The extent of the beating would depend on the signals from the supervising officer. For example, if the feet were turned inward when standing, then the beating was severe; if they were turned outward, then it was a fake beating; if they were standing normally, then it was a real beating. This led to various py transactions, which we will not discuss here.

Jiang Han had also watched the TV drama, so he naturally knew what was going on. When he saw the bailiff coming, he shook hands cordially with the supervising officer standing beside him.

"Oh, big brother, it's a pleasure to meet you. I have always admired those of you who hold official positions since I was a child. It is a great honor to meet you today."

The supervising officer was also very embarrassed. What was this guy saying and why he kept holding the person's hand? However, due to the small hard thing in his palm, the supervising officer decided to endure it.

The two yamen runners turned around and saw that the supervising officer was standing with his feet turned outward. They immediately knew what was going on and started beating him.

But no matter how they beat him, it was a solid wooden stick after all, and it would hurt. Jiang Han had never been beaten like this since he was a child. He screamed miserably after a few beatings, and the supervising officer almost thought he was standing wrong, standing with his feet inward instead of outward.

Caofuli

Erde was thinking about Cao Sheng's accusation that Zhao Pu was a bad person.

"Master, oh...Master! That damn county magistrate doesn't take you seriously at all. He actually held me down and hit me with a stick. Look, my butt is bleeding from being hit. He wasn't hitting my butt, he was hitting your face, Master."

"......"

Cao Sheng's face was as green as the squash in the field.

“This is a good thing”

After holding it in for a long time, Cao Sheng said this.

"Ah? Good news?"

"Fifty lashes for each of them proves that the official has no connection with the outsiders, and those war horses were just acquired by chance."

"Ah? Then...are we still going to kill that dog official?"

Erde felt that his brain was not enough.

"Kill! Of course I have to kill! I can't leave even a little risk for myself. Of course, I have to kill slowly."

"Kill slowly?"

"Good, first step, let's start with... these trading partners. Treat them, behead them, accept them as dogs. Guess what I'm going to do?"

"Beheading?"

"No, it's a treat."

Inviting guests to a dinner party?

Jiang Han looked at the invitation in his hand, feeling a little confused.

"Yes, my master is very ashamed because his servant let his dog loose in the street and disturbed you two. To show his sincerity and apology, he has prepared a banquet and invites you to come to the banquet the day after tomorrow."

"this....."

Jiang Han was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should answer the call.

"the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, because some of the dishes in the banquet are not available locally, they must be purchased from other places and shipped over, so it takes some time."

"Is it so luxurious?"

Jiang Han muttered, frowning and saying nothing.

"Are you in any trouble, sir?"

The young man asked in a friendly manner with a smile on his face.

"No, no, there is no difficulty. The only thing is, when I go, can I bring my wife with me? I want to take her to see the world. We have never eaten at a banquet hosted by a wealthy family."

"Of course you can. Since you have agreed, I will go back and report. My master is waiting for your arrival at home."

The servant did not respond to Jiang Han's rustic remarks. After he finished speaking, he left, leaving Jiang Han to think.

"What's wrong? Frowning?"

45 looked over curiously, picked up the letter in Jiang Han's hand, read it over and over, and then folded it up again.

"Someone invites you to dinner, isn't that great? Can I go too?"

"It's not easy to enter the Hongmen Banquet"

"Hongmen Banquet, what does that mean?"

"Xiang Yu invited Liu Bang! That is..."

After Jiang Han finished speaking, he remembered that Sister 45 and the others didn't seem to know the story about Xiang Yu and Liu Bang, so he briefly introduced the story.

"Then according to what you said, Liu Bang became the emperor?"

"That's different"

"What's the difference?"

Yes, what’s the difference? I still have a human form, so who knows who is Xiang Yu.

"How about...then go?"

"Of course I have to go!"

"I still feel uneasy. Before we go, we need to make some preparations. Come to M4A1, and we will work out a strategy together."

"That's right. This banquet is definitely not a good one. This man might have 500 swordsmen hiding behind the door, waiting to chop me up on the spot at his command."

"So...we blew up his house?"

45 made suggestions.

"No, Sister 45, we can't just come up and blow up other people's houses."

“Boring”

"I think we have to see what the situation is. I'll take the M4A1 to the banquet, and you, 45, will operate in the dark. If there's anything wrong inside, you can wait until we get out and then blow up the house."

"Good! You are still very sensible, Commander!"

"Then M4A1, you will be responsible for staying by my side and being on guard at all times. You will also have the right to make your own decisions. If you feel that something is wrong, you don't need to ask for my instructions. You can make your own decision and take me away on the spot or something like that."

"Good commander"

"So, in order for the operation to go smoothly, we need a set of passwords to ensure the secrecy of the operation."

"What is the password?"

"I have already thought of the content and I am relaying it to you now. Please listen carefully."

Jiang Han cleared his throat slightly: "The king of heaven and the tiger of earth!"

He turned around again and pretended to be another person: "The pagoda suppresses the river monster!"

"Mohamoha"

"No one's home at noontime when we're talking!"

"Why is your face yellow?"

"Wax before going out"

"Why is it red again?"

“Refreshed!”

...

How do you think of this set of commands?

Jiang Han looked at M4A1 and 45 with anticipation.

"We think that Commander, you can reconsider your taste in determining the password."

M4A1 thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any other words to describe the commander more appropriately.

"No, I've been thinking about it for a long time!"

"We have also seen the commander of Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy"

"Tsk, I was discovered."

Just as the three were laughing and joking, the youngest suddenly ran in, with a panicked look on his face: "Oh no, Master, there are so many refugees outside, crying for you to take them in!"

"What!?"

Jiang Han was a little stunned for a moment. How could someone come to ask for shelter?

Outside the door, a large group of refugees had gathered outside Jiang Han's courtyard, making a lot of noise and shouting, making the entire area in front of the door as noisy as a vegetable market.