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Chapter Ninety-One: A Mountain and a Mountain High (I)

No matter what everyone thinks of Fan Hongdao, when they hear this, they have to praise "responsible". No matter what the final result is, at least this courage to stand up has surpassed most people.

Gao Yushi was still silent, in fact, he was not a person who was afraid of things, if he was really cowardly, he would not have offended several scholars in a row more than ten years ago.

It's just that in the current situation, it is inconvenient for the old imperial history to deal with it directly, otherwise there is no room for anything. In other words, how can there be a reason that the other party only sends a few pawns, and the boss of the other side will come forward directly?

Therefore, it is not impossible for Fan Hongdao to come forward, and what the old imperial history considers is whether Fan Hongdao is really psychologically prepared, and whether Fan Hongdao has a clear understanding of the risks?

Some things can't be done with enthusiasm. Gao Yushi warned Fan Hongdao: "You have to think about it, now there is a lot of discussion and public opinion.

If you come forward to deal with this, if it is okay, then everyone will be happy. If you do something wrong, the sin will be all over you! Do you know the dangers?"

Fan Hongdao bowed again and saluted: "Late life understands!"

"Okay!" Gao Yushi patted the case and praised: "Then you can go!" Then Gao Yushi looked left and right, and pointed to a clerk named Wei An and said, "You go to assist Fan Hongdao and help the counselor!"

He was still a little worried that Fan Hongdao was young and vigorous, and he was too aggressive in his work, and finally became a double-edged sword that hurt others and himself, so he sent an old official to help.

Fan Hongdao shook the sleeves of his robe, stretched out his hand to straighten the Tang scarf on his head, and walked out with his head held high, showing a little indescribable ease.

All the way to the gate, Fan Hongdao glanced around, and the situation outside the door was in full view. Indeed, there were more than a dozen people blocking the gate, blocked by the inspectors, and there were many people watching the excitement in the distance.

Fan Hongdao stood on the steps and shouted to the messenger who guarded the door: "The master of the procuratorate has an order, let them enter the gate to talk!"

When the officer heard the order, he dodged his way. And the dozen or so salt merchants did not have it, and entered the gate of the procuratorate. They really have nothing to fear, because behind them it is not that there is no one to stand up.

Besides, they are the plaintiffs, and they are the bitter ones who have been "infringed" by the clerks of the procuratorate, and the procuratorate is the party that is at fault. They came in in broad daylight in full view of everyone, and I believe that the procuratorate will not openly do anything to them.

According to the pattern of the government office, there are two doors behind the gate, also called the instrument gate, after the two gates can be regarded as entering the core area of the government office, as for the vestibule outside the second gate is still the periphery of the government office.

Fan Hongdao stood under the Yimen, quietly looking at each other with the salt merchants, and after he looked at everyone's appearance, he said: "The old man of the procuratorate is willing to meet you and look at your pleadings."

But there are too many of you, and I'm afraid that it will be difficult for you to speak, so please nominate a few people to go in and meet the master of the procuratorate on your behalf!"

The salt merchants exchanged words and discussed a few words, and they all felt that this request was very reasonable and there was nothing suspicious. In the end, three people stood up and said to Fan Hongdao: "I'll wait for the three of us, and I'm willing to go in and meet the master of the procuratorate!"

Wei An, the old official who was sent to "assist" Fan Hongdao, couldn't help but secretly praise, although this Fan Xiucai is young, his methods are very sophisticated.

The advantages of this are, first, that it is possible to divide and conquer, and to divide a large group into different small groups. The second is to quickly find the core figures, and the characters who can be elected must be the backbone of this group.

Fan Hongdao nodded, then asked the messenger to open the instrument door, and let the three salt merchants enter the instrument gate, and the rest of the salt merchants continued to wait for news in the vestibule.

After that, Fan Hongdao led three salt merchants into the atrium, but saw seven or eight servants lined up on the road, and arbitrarily blocked the way.

Immediately, a salt merchant asked, "Mr. Fan, what do you mean by this?

"Get off the horse?" Fan Hongdao laughed a few times, suddenly turned his face, and shouted: "Take it!"

The prepared messenger immediately pounced, two against one, and in the blink of an eye, the three salt merchants were firmly held down. Then another man came up with a cowhide rope and tied them all together.

The three salt merchants couldn't help but be shocked, just now Fan Hongdao had always been on business, and they all thought that Master Yushi was going to meet them according to normal procedures.

What will happen will be known only after talking. But I didn't expect that after entering the atrium, Fan Hongdao actually wanted to directly tie up people, what was the intention?

Could it be that this old man surnamed Gao is a black-hearted character to the extreme, in order to cover up the mistakes of his subordinates, he wants to refer to the deer as a horse and turn black and white upside down?

Surprised and surprised, but still not too afraid, still the same sentence, there is someone behind them!

A salt merchant named He Jiangshui struggled violently a few times, but before he could break free, he shouted angrily at Fan Hongdao: "This friend is so rude!

Fan Hongdao sneered a few times: "What kind of bitter master are you? Ming people don't say secret words, what the hell is going on, you and I know it, so don't pretend!"

"I don't understand what you say. He Jiangshui said in a deep voice: "We have worked hard to repay the silver taels to the imperial court, and we have received salt to attract salt from the east of the river, but we have encountered injustices, why not come to the procuratorate to complain?

Fan Hongdao turned his head sideways and asked the old official Wei An, "Do you know what kind of person I hate the most in my life?"

Wei An couldn't help but be puzzled, Fan Hongdao asked himself what this irrelevant question was, and replied very perfunctorily: "I don't know." ”

Fan Hongdao glanced at He Jiangshui out of the corner of his eyes and said: "The person I hate the most in my life is the one who treats me as a fool!

Wei An complained in his heart, you Fan Hongdao said directly, the person who hates himself to be smart in front of you the most is not finished, why bother going around such a big circle.

Regarding Fan Hongdao's evaluation, He Jiangshui said that silence is golden, what can I do?

Fan Hongdao commanded the errand officer: "You guys be diligent, take the three of them to different rooms, and then beat them with twenty sticks first, and don't spare them!"

He Jiangshui was furious and scolded Fan Hongdao: "What crime do we have, you dare to abuse lynching!"

Fan Hongdao was still in the mood to ignore He Jiangshui, smiled and said, "Don't worry, after the fight, the crime may be there." ”

Then he continued to give orders to the officers: "After the beating, give them a pen and paper, and let them confess the inside story of this gathering of people to complain, and bring them to me when they are finished!"

In the end, Fan Hongdao turned to He Jiangshui and the other three, "Listen well, whoever writes the most detailed will be exempted from their sins." The remaining two people are guilty of one more degree, and it is not impossible to be exiled to the army, and the master of the procuratorate has this right to judge!"

The three salt merchants couldn't help but look at each other, they felt a deep chill, this was obviously similar to the routine of two peaches killing three soldiers. Mobile phone users please browse w reading for a better reading experience.