Pan Er was talking, and there was a gurgling sound in his stomach. I ate two pot helmets last night, and now I'm really hungry.

At this time, a yamen in his thirties walked in with two people, who looked like they were doing business, smiling and carrying things in their hands.

"Four babies, did you eat lunch?" The official was a loud voice, and as soon as he entered the door, he asked with a big grin.

"No, I'm going to make a fire." Han Xiufeng beckoned them to sit and asked with a smile: "Uncle Yu, have you eaten, if you haven't eaten, I'll buy more rice, and we'll eat it together later." ”

"I've eaten it, don't do it." The official surnamed Yu glanced at Pan Er curiously, and then turned around and said: "Four children, you know the money shopkeeper and Liang Er of Yongtai Dyeing Workshop, they encountered something and wanted to go to the yamen to fight a lawsuit, and the trustee found you Uncle Guan, your Uncle Guan knows these things like me, let you help me get an idea." ”

Pan Er didn't dare to make a mistake in front of the scholars in the morning, and now he didn't dare to offend the officials either, so he hurriedly pulled out the stool and beckoned the two uninvited guests brought by the officials to sit, and diligently went to get a bowl to help pour tea.

"Brother Han, this is a little bit of our heart, didn't you eat lunch, just to make it hot." The money shopkeeper of Yongtai Dyeing Workshop opened the oil paper, and the fragrance came to his nose, which turned out to be a roast chicken.

Without waiting for Han Xiufeng to speak, the official surnamed Yu evoked Pan Er: "Do you have any eyesight, go get a few pairs of chopsticks!" ”

"Oh." Pan Er was so angry that his teeth itched, but he still went to get it honestly.

"And you, didn't you hear the four babies say that they didn't eat lunch, how can a roast chicken be enough, and then go buy some food."

"Okay, okay, I'll go. Brother Han, Yu Bantou, you sit down for a while. Liang Er, who also opened a dyeing workshop, relieved himself and hurriedly turned around and ran out.

"That's pretty much it." The official put his thighs on the bench and urged: "Four babies, you eat first, and pad your stomach first." ”

"Uncle Yu, shopkeeper Qian, you can also eat some, if you don't eat it, why am I embarrassed to use chopsticks?"

"I really ate it, and I drank half a catty of wine at noon," the official burped and said in an unquestionable tone: "Money shopkeeper, you just have to tell the four children what lawsuit you want to fight." ”

"Okay, thank you for the rest of the team." The money shopkeeper took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, carefully spread it in front of Han Xiufeng, and then held the tea bowl, gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Han, although we have never dealt with each other, you don't know what kind of person I am, who will go to the yamen to fight a lawsuit if the business is done well, it is Liu Gong of Taihe Dyeing Workshop who wants to fight with us, find someone to write a complaint, and go to the yamen to sue us!" ”

Han Xiufeng was also hungry, and he was busy eating roast chicken, so he didn't care what it looked like, and while motioning for him to continue, he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Pan Er, who was standing in the corner.

Pan Er was hungry and panicked, and he took the chicken leg and devoured it, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Brother Han, you don't know how unreasonable Liu Gong's mother-in-law is, relying on her being a widow to sprinkle with us, saying that the dyeing workshop has always had rules that can only be opened by thirty families. I don't know where to find a lawsuit, write a complaint, and falsely accuse us of 'stealing business and cutting off food and clothing'! The more the money shopkeeper spoke, the more excited he became, and he even clenched his fists.

"And then?"

"We are naturally not convinced, not to mention Ba County, even Chongqing Prefecture, and all walks of life do not have this rule. We also found someone to help write a statement, and this is it, and I asked him to write two copies, and the other one was handed over. ”

Han Xiufeng put down the leftover chicken bones and asked puzzledly: "Money shopkeeper, since you have all asked someone to write a complaint, and you have already sued the yamen, why are you still coming to me?" ”

The shopkeeper said with a sad face: "The eldest master didn't say when he would be promoted, we didn't know the bottom of our hearts, so we asked someone to find Guan Zhutou......"

Han Xiufeng got up and washed his hands, picked up a towel and wiped it, returned to the Eight Immortals table and leaned over to take a look.

"Money shopkeeper, Li Jingcheng wrote this for you, right?"

"Brother Han, how do you know?"

"The words have handwriting, the writing has a literary style, there are only a few people in the city who help write the form, I have copied all the forms they wrote, and when I look at this handwriting, I will know who wrote it when I look at the style of the form."

"Money shopkeeper, I said you didn't find the wrong person, right?" The official looked proud, as if he was the one who saw all this.

"Yes, yes, I didn't find the wrong person, the Han brothers have good eyes!"

"Money shopkeeper, don't be flattering, not only can I see who wrote it, but also the errand in the torture room. This Li Jingcheng is not small, and he occasionally helps people write a statement, and he really regards this as a livelihood, writing one after another, which is asking for money and not dying. ”

The imperial court pays attention to "settling lawsuits and ending disputes", and the people send letters to the yamen twice in three days to explain that the people's customs are not good, so the lord hates those lawsuits that pry the people in order to get some silver. When some state and county officials take office, they even have to use those lawsuits to establish their authority first. Because of this, Han Xiufeng has been helping people in the yamen for so many years, and he can only help people come up with ideas, but he has never helped people write a statement.

How could the money shopkeeper not hear Han Xiufeng's words, but what did Li Jingcheng's life or death have to do with him, but asked eagerly: "Brother Han, do you think we can win this lawsuit?" ”

"What did Li Jingcheng say?"

"He said he was sure he would win."

"Does he still say that he knows the laws of the Qing Dynasty?"

"Yes, but he really knows it, and it's like a stream."

"What's the use of knowing the laws of the Qing Dynasty, and what's the use of just playing these little cleverness?" Han Xiufeng pointed his finger and said with disdain: "It can be seen that he is worried that the eldest master will sympathize with Liu Gong's widow, so he will ask you to countersue others for Liu Gong's lawsuit, yes or no?" ”

This complaint is filed against another person, and the reason why Han Xiufeng sued him is just as Han Xiufeng said, worried that the eldest master will favor Widow Liu. The shopkeeper looked embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he still emphasized: "Brother Han, we have no way to do it." If it weren't for the widow's unreasonableness, we wouldn't have made this decision. ”

"Money shopkeeper, I want you to come to me, not to ask me to help you get an idea, but to find some comfort in me, if I say that this lawsuit can be won, you will be more down-to-earth, yes or no?"

"No, no, no, Brother Han, we don't mean to look down on you, I really want to ask you to help us get an idea."

Han Xiufeng pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Shopkeeper Qian, no matter what you think, I can't eat this roast chicken for nothing, but you may not like to hear what I want to say." ”

"Just say!"

"There are rules, and that's no joke. As far as I know, the Ba County dyeing industry does have a rule that can only be opened every 30 stores. Li Jingcheng is talking to you about the Great Qing Law, but in addition to the Great Qing Law, there are also precedents. Don't look at me usually don't go to the yamen, but I still know a little about what this old man has done these days, as soon as he comes, he visits the gentry, chooses to pass on the old age, and asks about the customs, which is to follow the customs of the country, and ask for the prohibition of entry. ”

Han Xiufeng paused, and then said: "There is also your lawsuit, the eldest lord has accepted the case but has not been promoted to the court, and there is no criticism, which shows that the eldest master does not want to judge the matter, but plans to ask the ins and outs of the matter before making a judgment, and wants to take into account the situation." That is to say, if there is a rule, it will be according to the rule, you have to lose or win, if you believe me, I will go and move the dyeing workshop farther away, and then go to remove the state after moving. ”