Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

"Ah, I see. Take care, both of you. Come back often when you have time."

After Jiang Han saw them off, M4A1 came down from the beam and whispered to Jiang Han: "Commander, why did you let them go? I think they are a group of people."

"A wandering ghost who lost his fellow apprentice, and an old dog without teeth in the field, let them go, neither of them had the intention to kill me. I gave Shen Lian a chance, and it seems that he seized it, which is good. A gentleman is judged by deeds, not by heart, and if you judge by heart, no one in the world is perfect."

“But they can’t be trusted.”

"Of course I know they are not trustworthy. In the final analysis, I have never trusted them. The people I trust the most, from the beginning to the end, are only you. In my heart, we are the real family that will never change."

He was totally unaware of how ambiguous his behavior sounded to the girls, referring to someone and talking nonsense without restraint.

Well, although there were some minor accidents, our focus today is still the banquet.

Unexpectedly, at the beginning, seeing a dead body would make him feel numb all over, breathing rapidly, and even want to vomit. But in the late Ming Dynasty, dead bodies were so common that he got used to vomiting. Even now, even after the dog had just performed a show for him by tearing a living person apart with its bare hands, Jiang Han surprisingly did not react much.

Have I become cold-blooded? Or have I adapted better to this era?

Jiang Han shook his head, driving away those messy thoughts from his mind, and looked at the girl who was at a loss as to what to do when facing him and his group.

"Okay girls, let's welcome our new member - LTLX7000"

"I made hot pot. We have to have a good meal tonight."

"Yeah! Hot pot!"

Sop's happy voice rang out.

"Wait a minute, doggie! Your hair isn't clean yet, be careful not to drip water into the pot!"

Unlike the peace and tranquility of Kangpingju and the ease of eating hot pot on the killers' graves, Wang Dang felt a headache facing Wen Ren, who was stubborn and unyielding.

"Still refusing to tell me?"

Looking at Wen Ren, whose fingers had been deformed by the clamps and whose face was in pain, Wang Dang said angrily: "Then keep hitting me!"

The jailers are waiting for this. You rich man, you usually act arrogantly and bribe us, causing people to be killed and their lives are still unknown. Today, I will let you taste the methods of my grandfathers!

He reached out and picked up the bullhide whip in the cold water bucket, and water was dripping onto the ground. He shook his wrist and waved his arm, and another bloodstain appeared on Wen Ren's fat white body.

“Ah!!!! Stop it, stop it, sir!!”

"Will you tell me?!"

Wang Dang pressed forward step by step.

"I said, I said, what did I say? You didn't ask anything!!"

In the prison, every word of Wen Ren's accusation was stained with blood.

Volume 103: Chapter Chapter : What to do

It has been raining, and the atmosphere is not harmonious.

The air in the prison was a little awkward at the moment. Silence, silence, silence was the Cambridge of tonight.

Wang Dang looked a little unnatural. He had made such a serious mistake during the interrogation. He started torturing without even asking any questions. It seemed that he was really blinded by anger.

The jailers on the side were also a little embarrassed at this moment. Such a big mistake was made by the higher-ups, but they did not point it out. Doesn't that mean they are also responsible? If the county magistrate blames them, won't they be in big trouble?

At this time, it was time to react. The jailer next to him whipped Wen Ren with a long whip, and he kept whipping him. Wen Ren cried out, "The county magistrate didn't ask, but you can't explain yourself? You dare to take the blame! You are a rebel!"

Emotional Intelligence

In the workplace, these two words are crucial.

With the stairs down, Wang Dang's expression became much more natural, which made the captain of the police who was observing his words and expressions at the side couldn't help but praise this clever prison boss in his heart.

"Don't hold on any longer. Tell us everything about how you bribed your superiors and colluded with the bandits to kill people."

"Ah! Your Excellency, this is unfair, this is unfair! I, Wen Ren, have been a good citizen for generations. How could I possibly do such a thing? Someone must have framed me! Captain Zhao! Are you trying to frame me? Your Excellency, you shouldn't believe those groundless rumors, right?"

"At this point, do you still want to act? Wen Ren, your butler has confessed everything, don't try to deny it. We know everything about you now. Interrogating you is just to give you a chance to redeem yourself."

Upon hearing the news, Wen Ren's expression changed. He looked at Wang Dang with some disbelief, but soon lowered his head as if accepting his fate.

"Yes, yes, I said that my housekeeper had been missing for several days and could not be found. He must have been hidden by you and that damn Jiang Muzhi and interrogated strictly. I was not surprised that you managed to get something out of his mouth. After all, I still had a little bit of luck in my heart, thinking that what if I didn't get the answer?"

"Yes, after a few days of interrogation, he confessed everything he should have confessed. Now the evidence is irrefutable. Otherwise, do you think I would arrest someone for no reason?"

Seeing that Wen Ren seemed to have some signs of accepting his fate, Wang Dang put further psychological pressure on him.

"Since everyone knows about this, I won't act in this drama anymore."

"Yes, I am related to the bandit, and I also bribed my superiors, but do you have any evidence?"

Wen Ren raised his head and smiled maliciously

"Let me tell you straight, Your Excellency. Do you think that I didn't say anything before because you didn't ask me any questions? No, no, no, it's because I know in my heart that as long as I can survive tonight, you will never be able to do anything to me again."

"What are you dreaming about! Wen Ren, you have committed countless crimes, which are unforgivable! Don't even think that anyone will protect you in any form. In broad daylight, if you fall into my hands, you will not be able to escape!"

Wang Dang expressed disdain for Wen Ren's nonsense.

"Hahahaha, I had some doubts before, but now I am absolutely certain that our county lord is really a rookie."

"You fucking..."

The jailer on the side was ready to step forward and give the ungrateful Wen Ren a couple of hard blows to make him shut up, but Wang Dang stopped him with his hand: "Let him talk."

"Hehe, hehe... Anyway, since it's already like this, I might as well speak out. Why do you think I'm in this position today? I, Wen Ren, was born in a humble family. How could I have the status I have today?"

"What I rely on is not my extensive knowledge of poetry and books, but the ways of the world. I am just an errand boy working for the people above me. I do the dirty work, so they don't have to worry about me."

"What you got out of that traitor is just a drop in the ocean. I've done a lot more than that. If I have something like this in my hands, I'll have leverage over those people above me. Do you think they'll just sit there and let you torture me so that you can get all the information out of me?"

"What do you mean?"

Thinking of a certain possibility, Wang Dang's face became gloomy.

"Look, you are still pretending to be confused, Your Excellency. Don't you understand very well? I, Wen Ren, have been working hard for so many years to build this family business. How could I not be prepared at all? If I die, my subordinates will publish all the evidence of my crimes. If I am in your hands, you may also be able to get something out of me. The people above will never allow such a situation to happen."

"They must ensure that I am alive and well. County Master, you can also try to dig something out of my mouth within one night. You have to be careful. If I guess correctly, the withering order from the capital should be on the way. It will arrive tomorrow by water. If you can't get anything out of me today, you will never have another chance. Or, you can continue to deceive yourself and think that I am bluffing?"

Wen Ren's fat face had lost its former simplicity and innocence. That easygoing, smiling face that always seemed to bring good fortune now looked extremely sinister.

"You are spreading rumors to confuse the people! Beat him up!"

It has to be said that Wang Dang was a little shaken. Perhaps, he did not understand all of this in the past, and he might really have thought that Wen Ren was bluffing. However, after talking with Brother Jiang and seeing the darkness in the confession and the clues it pointed to, Wang Dang could not help but understand.

The Ming Dynasty is already rotten. The termites in the government and the country have made the Ming Dynasty riddled with holes. These people are so powerful that the people are living in misery.

He didn't dare to gamble that the withering order would never arrive. He knew too well the character of those ministers in the court, so he would just assume that what Wen Ren said was true, and he wanted to pry open Wen Ren's mouth as soon as possible.

However, Wen Ren, who had been wailing and begging for mercy before, now only cried out in pain, and his mouth was frighteningly tight. No matter how he was tortured, he didn't utter a word.

Why not say it, why not say it!

As time went by, Wang Dang became more and more impatient. The pressure brought by Wen Ren's stubbornness and the information he told him cast a dark cloud over his heart.

Wait, didn't he also say that if he was killed, the evidence would be made public? Then why didn't he just kill him?

Wang Dang's eyes slowly moved towards the sword of Captain Zhao beside him.

"No, Master, absolutely not!"

Yan Bo, who was standing behind him, could be said to have raised Wang Dang. As soon as he saw Wang Dang sticking his butt out, he knew what he was going to do. Seeing that Wang Dang's eyes were not right, he guessed his thoughts on the spot and immediately rushed forward to save Wang Dang.

"Why not? Just kill him, just kill him! Everything will be solved, the crimes of those parasites in the court will be exposed! Then the world will be clear and bright again, why not!?"

Wang Dang was held by Yan Bo, unable to move, and he retorted loudly.

A panicked expression appeared on Wen Ren's face. He knew that the county magistrate was a fool, but he didn't expect him to be so stupid. If he really killed him, how could he seek justice?

"But everyone saw that it was you, Master, who arrested him and took him to the government office, and you were the one who killed him. How much waves can a little evidence of his crime stir up? Maybe it won't bring down those people, but will make you fall into a situation of being surrounded by enemies. How can you survive? Think about the master, think about the lady, Master, you must not do anything stupid!!"

Yan Bo hugged Wang Dang and spoke earnestly to him.

Wen Ren frantically nodded his swollen head, expressing his great agreement, "You have to think about it carefully!"

Wang Dang’s struggle weakened: “Let me go, Yan Bo”

"Master, you..."

"I'm tired and want to go back and rest."

"Yes, Master, I will take you back home now."

Yan Bo slowly let go of Wang Dang. He saw that the young man in front of him hunched over the moment he regained his freedom, as if he had lost all his energy in an instant. Yan Bo's expression was complicated, and finally turned into a long sigh.

Volume 104: Chapter Chapter : Mountain Rain

The soup in the hot pot was bubbling, and the mutton in it was constantly rising and falling in the pot.

"Hey, come and eat, eat, this pot was made by a blacksmith with great difficulty. It's authentic Old Beijing mutton hotpot. I've been craving it for a few months since I came here."

"I'm telling you guys, just throw the mutton into the pot, blanch it for about ten seconds, then take it out and dip it in sesame sauce. Hey! That's so authentic. We old Beijingers get up early every day and do this. Nothing else!"

Jiang Han enthusiastically introduced his new invention to the girls. What he said was indeed correct. Jiang Han had been craving for hot pot for too long. She didn't know the recipe of hot pot very well, but she could try to make mutton hot pot. She had finally made some progress. Plus, a new employee happened to report today, so she had to celebrate it properly.

Unlike Jiang Han's enthusiastic attitude, the humanoids were a little embarrassed for a moment after hearing Jiang Han's opening speech.

"Where did you hear this weird thing, Commander?"

"I don't know. Aren't you with the Commander every day?"

"What do you mean we're together every day? Don't you also stay with the commander all day long?"

"The one who stayed together the whole time was the dog, right? When the dog came, they all stayed still. M4A1 tried his best to stay still, so why didn't NTW stay still? What is NTW doing? #NTWstatus"

"Stop it, or the dog will eat all the meat!"

"Delicious, delicious, delicious! Commander, I want more!"

While they were playing around, the dog had already eaten up all the meat in the pot, and was holding up the plate and acting coquettishly towards Jiang Han.

"Eat slowly, there's everything. I killed two sheep today, so the mutton is cheap!"

Theoretically, humanoids don't need to eat, but for some reason the humanoids summoned by the system have this strange ability. I also don't know where the food they eat goes. But I don't want to think about things that I can't figure out. As long as my girls are happy, what's wrong with eating something? What's more, Jiang Han also likes the feeling of the family sitting together to eat.

The laughter echoed over Kangpingju, warm and joyful. Of course, it would be even better if we ignored some of the little incidents that had happened before.

It was the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month in the eleventh year of Chongzhen, and there were only ten days left until the Spring Festival.

On the grassland, a hare was looking for grass roots buried under the snow. Resources were scarce in this winter, and the rabbits that usually stayed in caves had to come out to look for food.

In winter, hares grow long white fur, which allows them to blend into the surrounding environment. With the help of this protective color, they can confuse most predators.

However, the little bunny was clearly not lucky today.

With a cry, a pair of sharp claws stabbed down from the air and grabbed the poor rabbit tightly. The falcon did not stop, but flapped its wings and took off again. After flying for a while, it dropped the prey in its claws.

The rabbit's body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground. Then, a pair of furry hands picked it up.

The big hand grabbed the rabbit leg and pulled it off the body, ignoring the blood that kept dripping. The hand holding the rabbit leg was raised high. Then, a black shadow stayed on the arm and began to peck at the rabbit leg.

"Eldeng'e, how is it?"

Hearing the calls of his companions behind him, the man called Eldeng'e turned around and looked at his comrades who were approaching him on horseback.

"There is only one unlucky rabbit, Bactan. The weather is too cold, the animals don't come out, and there is less food to eat."

"The economy is bad...if it continues like this, this spring will be very difficult."

"It's not that hard. There are large areas of warm land in the south, and there is food there."

"Oh? Does it mean to go south?"

Baktan came forward in surprise. He knew that his friend was always well-informed and what he said must be true.

"Um"

Elden nodded and said, "The higher-ups mean that we should prepare to go south again before the Yellow River thaws. We didn't get much food last year. I heard from them that we should stay in the south for a while this year to see if we can go further south."

"Great! I didn't join you last year, but this year I will definitely go with you to rob you of money, food, and women! I heard that women in the south are all very voluptuous, is that true?"

"Hahahaha, of course it's true. When you really get to the South, you'll understand!"

In response to the young man's longing, Elden'e laughed and patted him on the shoulder. As a person who had experienced it, he understood this kind of excitement too well.

"Then, Elden'e, do you know when the higher-ups plan to start the action?"

Elden shook his head slowly: "It has not been decided yet. It seems that they are negotiating with the Mongolian tribes. If they can reach an agreement, it should be in the near future. These days, it happens to be the time for the Han dogs to celebrate the festival. At this time, their vigilance is the lowest."

"I know that when hunting deer in the mountains, you have to attack them when they are most relaxed, so that you can be most successful. The same goes for those Han dogs, they are just a bunch of stupid deer."