"Poof......

With a burst of laughter, a man in a fancy dress walked out of the crowd, holding a folding fan and pointing at Chen Ping, and asked with a smile, "Where is this trouble?"

Zhizhou Zheng Yu immediately glared at Ma Changsheng of Zhixian County, Ma Changsheng sweated slightly on his forehead and hurriedly pointed the finger at Tingwei of the salt field, Tingwei looked at Guan Ying, Guan Ying looked at the ......

Under layers of pressure, the leading jailer replied truthfully under the pressure, "Because the prisoner did not repent, he stole the head of the nest, and then was found and beaten by this Sun Hu, and the villain was negligent in management, and he should be severely punished!"

"Oh, stealing food...... the man in the Chinese costume narrowed his peach blossom eyes and chuckled in the horror of the crowd, "The sin is unforgivable...... Do you say yes or no?"

Zheng Yu was asked, and immediately raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, "Yes, the sin is unforgivable, the sin is unforgivable...... Come on, press down this unrepentant thing and cut it down!"

Chen Ping raised his head in a panic and shouted grievances, but when he saw this person's face clearly, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide and exclaimed, "You are ......"

"Wait!" The man in the Chinese costume snapped and unfolded the folding fan, and said in righteous words, "Lord Yushi is still here, how dare you cross the border with a small Zhizhou? Besides, the people imprisoned here are all prisoners, so disregarding people's lives will not fail the original intention of the imperial court to establish a criminal law?"

"Hmm...... What should Mr. Yihu do?" Zhao Mucheng asked with a little curiosity.

"Hahaha...... Punish him...... How about the bucket that washes the entire salt field?" said the man in the Chinese costume with a little playfulness, and laughed playfully.

Everyone chuckled, and the solemn atmosphere was immediately replaced by jokes.

"You~ just can't change this kind of teasing character," Zhao Mucheng reluctantly reprimanded.

The corners of his lips were lightly hooked by nonsense, and he looked quite helpless, "It's boring all the way, if you don't have some fun on your own, wouldn't it be boring?"

After saying that, he crossed the crowd and lifted Chen Ping's chin lightly, "Tsk~ If you can't even brush the gong bucket, you have to peel off this green skin and hang it on the wall as a punishment~"

With the light stroke of the folding fan, Chen Ping's heart trembled. If he is killed, he will not mistake the bastard who used to be by Liang Zijun's side and humiliate him together! But didn't he enter Beijing with King Jing? Why did he appear in this remote place at this time? Why did he have to be incognito? He was so mixed in with the officials of the imperial court, but he had other plans?

Chen Ping, who is accustomed to judging the situation and sizing up the situation, does not dare to open his mouth indiscriminately at this moment, for fear that if one is not good, he will lose his head again. In a hurry, when I heard Qingpi at first glance, I was also smart, but after thinking about it carefully, I kowtowed and thanked him.

Hmph~ Brushing Gong bucket is also a punishment? I don't have to make people laugh at his son-in-law, who doesn't know the suffering of the world!

Everyone said in their hearts that this nonsense seems to be shrewd, but in fact it is just a wine bag and rice bag, except for flattery, I am afraid that there is no real material. I don't know what Zhao Mucheng likes about him, and he takes this deceitful staff with him wherever he goes.

Chen Ping seemed to be humiliated, but in fact, he was exempted from heavy work, and he was a thousand thanks kowtow punishment.

"Tsk~ It's just such a little guts, it's boring!" Hu Chat took back the folding fan, threw it on the ground in disgust and shouted, "Hurry up and take a look, our Zhao Yushi doesn't have time to delay blindly in this realm where birds don't"

Zheng Yu suppressed the disdain in his heart, smiled and led everyone to check the mine, giggling and laughing at all, there was no official appearance at all, but there was a lot of talk about the wind and snow, which attracted the attention of a large and small official.

Most of the 32 mines in the saltworks have long been abandoned, and only eight are still able to melt brine. Zhao Mucheng swept his eyes casually, and then he was bored.

Hu Chat knew what it meant, so he said with difficulty, "The salt field is so big that it really can't be patrolled, and now it's past noon, and if you don't return, I'm afraid you'll have to sleep in the wild."

Zheng Yu hurriedly answered, "Your Excellency has come thousands of miles to inspect here, how can you stay overnight in the wilderness after a long journey?"

"But how is this errand good?" Cao Fang, as a salt and iron envoy, pretended to be embarrassed and looked at Li Yingqiu, the official of the Criminal Department.

"Hey~ Lord Cao, don't be in a hurry, you don't have to rush the inspection, Zhao Yushi first came here, how can we say that we should also do a little bit of the friendship of the landlord before we retort" Li Yingqiu disagreed with the rebuttal.

"The lower officials see the same, if you return earlier, it is better to recuperate, as for the inspection...... How about leaving it for tomorrow?" everyone dissuaded, and Ma Changsheng did not fall behind.

It's a pity that this fart slapped on the horse's leg, not only did it not get praise from Lord Yushi, but it was glared at by a slanted eye.

Hu Chat came forward to solve the siege at the right time, "I think it is better to let all the adults accompany Yushi to return to the city first, and leave the small one to check here." How can we say that we are also ordered to inspect, if it is ominous, I am afraid that the court will also impeach Lord Zhao for this."

"What Mr. Hu said is very true, it's just that the salt field is bitter, how can you be left here alone?"

"It's not proper, it's not proper, I think it's better to ask Mr. to return with us, and it's not too late to check in the future."

"Okay, then I'll come back another day......" Hu Chat replied very happily.

"Ahem~" Zhao Mucheng pretended to cough secretly, and the disgusted straight flick hem could not be more obvious.

Cao Fang's expression changed, and he quickly changed his words, "Uh...... The difference between what Lord Zheng said, this errand has dragged on today and tomorrow, Lord Yushi is busy with official business, what if he is tired from running back and forth? I think it is better to ask Mr. Hu to do it for him, and the lower officials will explain it in detail, so that he can return to the court as soon as possible."

After a little thought, everyone persuaded Hu Liao to inspect on their behalf. The left and right are just wine bags and rice bags, and he can't figure out any horses' feet.

This plan was in the middle of the nonsense, pretending to shirk a few words, and reluctantly complimented the errand.

Everyone present knew it, and after saying a few words about the scene, they all happily went home, leaving only an unknown staff member to inspect on their behalf.

Zhao Mucheng took the post of supervising the imperial history, and on the surface it seemed that he was ordered to inspect, but in fact, he was secretly perfunctory and took the opportunity to make a lot of money. The salt and iron envoys from all over the country have already reported the news and passed on all the actions of the imperial history, which is because the officials of Liangzhou do not wait for people to come, so they have a way to deal with it early.

Everywhere you pass along the way, you will be treated with good gifts and gifts at banquets, and even more, local officials will take the lead in the wind of wine ponds and meat forests. In addition to the wine and beauty, there are countless treasures of bribery in private.

Sure enough, as soon as he returned to Liangzhou City, Zhao Mucheng showed his true colors as a fox, indulged in drinking and having fun all day long, did not talk about official affairs at all, and did not refuse the silver given to him by filial piety, and even the lion opened his mouth and asked Zheng Yu for the famous painting of the previous dynasty as a gift for his 40th birthday.

Under the leadership of Cao Fang, Hu Chat roughly visited the frying and drying field, and rested early without waiting for dark.

Cao Fang sneered, and gave him the best room in the salt farm, and instructed Ting Wei to settle this master in every detail, and he must meet all his requirements.

Fang He had already despised his virtue of being a fox and a tiger, and now he was even more disgusted with him.

A dog who fights with people dares to command him? Because he didn't dare to offend this master openly, he had to secretly endure the preparation of high-quality wine and food, and accompanied him to chat until midnight.

I thought that getting people drunk should never cause anything more, but who would have thought that this person got up in the middle of the night to relieve himself, and he actually disliked the Gong bucket for being too dirty, and clamored that he had to arrest the bastard who washed the Gong bucket to be held accountable.

Chen Ping brushed the bucket all afternoon, and finally fell asleep and was picked up and beaten again, until he was thrown into the house, and then he got up with resentment and shouted, "What's not clean? You just deliberately made trouble for me......! Hmm~"

Chen Ping, who was kicked by Liao Fanzhi, couldn't speak, so he waved his hand and asked people to step back, "Look at the master, don't pick up your dog things with your own hands......"

The jailer guarding the door brought the prisoner to hand him over, so he didn't bother to care about his life and death, and as soon as the door was closed, he ran to the side to take a nap, and did not forget to mutter, "What a fucking thing can be tossed"

"What's the matter, it's just a prisoner, and I've killed a push," the other man snorted, leaning against the pillar and falling asleep.

When the door was closed, Liao Fanzhi swept away his drunken state, squatted down and raised an index finger, and laughed softly, "Be honest"

Chen Ping understood, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You are taking the opportunity to take revenge!"

Liao Fanzhi snorted and made it clear that I was just fixing you! Pick up the brush and write a few small words - do you want to go out?

Chen Ping covered his chin and nodded hurriedly, thinking! Why don't you want to? He doesn't want to stay in this broken ground for a day!

- Do things for me if you want, and I'll make sure you'll be able to get out of this hellish place when you're done.

Chen Ping's eyes rolled, and he didn't forget to wail twice when he picked up the pen and wrote.

When Liao Fanzhi saw him on the road, he secretly gave a thumbs up, and wrote while scolding, "Are there other mines in the salt field?"

"I've been here for more than three months, and I'm not allowed to go anywhere except here, at most I will transport the brine to the frying and drying field," Chen Ping replied truthfully.

"How many people are there?"

"There are more than 30 people in the drying field, and there are less than 30 people on our side"

Liao Fanzhi pondered for a while, and then wrote: "The number of people is not right! The salt factory transports a batch of dead corpses out every other day, as few as two, as many as four, so it stands to reason that there are so many corpses?"

Chen Ping calculated in his heart, and sure enough, something was wrong, he had been here for more than three months, and only a dozen people had died, plus a maximum of twenty lives in the frying field, according to one person a day, thirty lives a month.

"Find out the real salt mine for me, and I will definitely get you out if it happens," Liao Fanzhi confidently boasted.

Chen Ping secretly thought to himself whether this deal was worth it, risking his life, and getting out immediately, but once something went wrong, then he would explain it here. And Chen Qing made a little money on the other side, and he didn't necessarily get through it if he didn't make trouble......

Liao Fanzhi saw that he was in a dilemma, and made another fierce medicine: "It's up to you whether you do it or not, as long as you don't poke out my true identity." But do you really think that with the little money that Chen Qing envoy has, you can get through the three years safely? How many people here have been released from prison?"

In just a few words, Chen Ping fell into deep thought, don't look at it as only three years of hard labor, there are many short-lived ghosts who die in less than a year, how can he ensure that he can escape with his whole body? After thinking about it, he suddenly had an idea, and wrote with a pen: "I have inquired, most of the sentences in the shed are one to two years, and three years is the longest like me."

Liao Fanzhi took out the roster from his arms, and all the criminals who were assigned to the salt works for labor were recorded, and they could be obtained from the Criminal Department with a little means. However, except for those who died, all prisoners over the age of three years were not named here.

Only the recently sent prisoners can be distinguished, and all the prisoners who have been sent to another place of hard labor for more than three years are discerned from the salt works.

The two came to a conclusion and couldn't help but carefully count the number of people on the roster...... There are more than 300 people who have been sentenced to more than three years, and where are the rest except those who died?

"This can be regarded as a crime of merit, don't do a word!" Liao Fanzhi dropped the last stroke and looked at Chen Ping firmly.

More than 300 lives? For the first time, Chen Ping felt the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, this place is much better than the Shura Field, if he can save it, why not save it? But with a heavy responsibility, he, Lai Han, may bear such a heavy burden?

Thinking of his wife and children, he couldn't help but retreat in his heart, which shows that not saving him is really not a husband's doing...... Chen Ping's palms were sweaty, he almost couldn't grasp the pen, touched the well-preserved family letter on his chest, gritted his teeth, and borrowed Chen Qing's teachings to write down a line.

The scribbled handwriting shows the panic in his heart, but it is also firm: "The big husband has something to do, something not to do, if you think I can do it, then wait for my news"

Liao Fanzhi grinned and praised silently: "I think you are a real man for the first time"

Chen Ping proudly straightened his thin chest and wrote down the word "regret" with a pen.

"If Chen Qing knows, he will be glad for you" Liao Fanzhi raised his hand and brought the straw paper close to the wick, and the two looked at each other and smiled in the ashes.

Liao Fanzhi never thought that he would be able to meet Chen Ping here. He occasionally exchanged letters with Liang Zijun, but he didn't mention anything about Chen Ping.

With Chen Ping as the internal response, presumably the case of smuggling official salt will definitely be solved soon, if he can't find an entry point, he and Zhao Mucheng will not run into walls everywhere.

As long as you can find out that a salt farm abused its power and disregarded people's lives, you can salvage all the fish that have been caught in the net.