Since the day Yu Wenkai presided over the construction of Chang'an City, Chang'an City has entered a rhythm that seems to be unchanged for eternity.

Every morning, one hundred and eight markets open, and the people who are tied up in the cage-like markets breathe fresh air and begin their daily work, and the greatest city in the world begins to gradually regain its vitality and start another day of hustle and bustle......

Ordinary people will not be interested in caring about whether those high-ranking wealthy families have suffered a family change or whether there is a scandal, and it is better to care about today's rice price when there is a time. This winter is the lowest price of rice since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, thanks to Fang Jiaerlang opened up the sea route in Nanyang to buy rice from Linyi State, although the rice of Linyi Country is not a little bit more unpalatable than the wheat of Qinchuan in the eight hundred miles of Guanzhong, but it can't stand cheap!

Who would have dared to think that they could buy cheap food all winter and eat enough food twice a day?

This kind of life was never dreamed of before!

The New Year is approaching, the whole Chang'an Street is full of traffic, pedestrians and businessmen rubbing shoulders, especially the merchants and pedestrians in the east and west cities are shuttling like a carp, lively and extraordinary. A variety of goods from the north and south are spread out along the market, and there is a dazzling array of everything.

What is the best-selling New Year's goods in Chang'an City?

If you randomly grab ten merchants on the street, nine of them will tell you with a jealous look on their faces - cannonball!

Who is stronger in the Tang Dynasty?

Please come to the Fangjia fireworks workshop!

It's not an advertisement, it's a curative effect......

There are five shops near the West Market, and the wide stone slab space at the door is densely packed with all kinds of carriages. Boxes of firecrackers and fireworks were taken out of the store and put on horse-drawn carriages, and young bookkeepers with their own brushes and account books came to count and collect money, and of course, some close customers signed and drew a white note.

But it doesn't matter, triangular debts exist in ancient and modern times, but looking at Datang, who dares not to pay back the money owed to Fang Erlang?

The vehicles that come and go to transport firecrackers and fireworks all pass by the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen on Xishi North Street, and they are all curiously attracted by the scene in front of the Jingzhao Mansion, and even many idlers gather here and stop to stay.

There were two gray-haired old men kneeling in front of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, their cries were heart-rending and earth-shattering, and they knelt in front of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, and they kept crying with their heads, and the hard stone slabs broke their foreheads, and the blood meandered into a stream......

Onlookers couldn't help but be amazed.

It is said that since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, whether it is the important ministers of the court or the local officials, there are many honest and upright people, and there are few stupid and brutal people, and the power of the imperial history platform is unprecedentedly strong. It's not that there are no black sheep, and no matter how honest the era is, it is impossible to completely eliminate the existence of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, but at least it will give great constraints, so that officials know that once what they do has an extremely bad impact, even if you are the emperor of the court, you will not be able to protect you......

Therefore, there are very few unjust, false and wrongly decided cases among the people.

But why are these two old men so grief-stricken, and keep shouting "wronged"? If there were no great grievances, it would not be like this, and the blood would not flow like this......

Just when the onlookers and the officials in front of the Jingzhao Mansion were confused and at a loss, they saw the old man with a stiff back standing up suddenly, his face was confused with blood mixed with tears, and he screamed sadly: "I don't live anymore!" ”

Suddenly slammed into the stone lion in front of the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion.

The onlookers stood far away, and the officials were caught off guard and had no time to pull the old man......

There was a soft "bang", and the old man hit his head on the one-man high stone lion.

The fragile skull shattered as it slammed into the hard stone, and red blood and white brains splattered and spilled all over the ground.

The stone lion with a bulging chest and a majestic belly was still holding his head high and looking at everything, not knowing that his body was already a mess of blood and brains......

The old man's thin body collapsed limply at the feet of the stone lion.

The old woman behind her reacted at this time, was stunned for a moment, let out a heart-rending howl, crawled in front of her husband with her hands and feet, spread her hands and hugged her husband's deformed head in her arms, and cried in the sky!

"Oh my God! You can't open your eyes, why should we, the people who keep our duty, suffer this catastrophe and ruin our families? We haven't done a bad thing, we haven't harmed anyone, why are good people being forced to such a desperate road without good reward? ”

Every sentence is pathetic, and the voice is full of blood.

The audience looked at the cruel and bloody scene in front of them, and they were all moved!

How much grievance does this have to be before he can crash into the stone lion and die on his own life?

The officials of Jingzhao Mansion were also dumbfounded.

How could you watch someone crash to death at the gate of the yamen?

Several officials were so frightened that they sweated, and hurriedly stepped forward and said softly: "Auntie, why is this so?" A certain also just said that the New Year is imminent, and it has been sealed in the yamen, and no matter what, it can be dealt with after the new year, so why bother to miss this day and a half? But now...... This, this, this...... How good is that? ”

No wonder these officials were sweating and their faces turned pale with fright, Fang Jun's first rule for managing the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion was to "treat people with a smile and act with integrity". Lord Yin of the Mansion instructed that in the yamen, whether it is a family lord, a prince or a nobleman, or a flat-headed commoner, all officials must not look down on people, put on official stands, and must not eat and take cards, but must treat everyone equally, fair and just.

The banner of "Gongsheng Ming, Lian Shengwei" written by Lord Yin himself in the lobby of the yamen is still hanging there, which is the code of affairs of Jingzhao Mansion!

Who dares to break the rules of Jingzhao Mansion and ruin the reputation of his Fang Mansion Yin, really when that Fang Erbang mallet does not dare to kill?!

But now that a big living person is dying in front of him, turning back will inevitably spread the news of the entire Guanzhong, and when Lord Fu Yin is held accountable, how will he and others explain?

Everyone is dead, and I can't explain it clearly!

Once Lord Fu Yin blames it......

Several officials couldn't help but shudder.

Damn!

The old woman hugged her husband's body, crying in the dark and sorrowful, her voice was already hoarse, the old tears were still pouring down, and the hoarse cry was like a sharp awl piercing the hearts of the onlookers, making everyone feel the desperate sadness together......

The old woman seemed to have lost her soul, but she couldn't stop crying, no matter how his officials asked and persuaded her, she didn't reply a word.

The officials scratched their ears and cheeks anxiously, not knowing what to do.

It is impossible to let her cry here, he knows the power of the rumors, this matter in front of the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion can spread all over Chang'an in a moment, but the rumors are spread and spread, and they may become what will become, those imperial historians in the court can not care whether the rumors are true or false, and finally catch the handle of Jingzhao Mansion, and they must not impeach their own Mansion Yin to death?

But he didn't dare to get rid of this old woman, not to mention the conscience in his heart, so he couldn't bear to do anything disrespectful to the old woman, if he dared to do so, the crowd of onlookers around him could rush up angrily and tear him apart......

The courage of the people in Guanzhong has been passed down since the time of Lao Qin, and it has long been integrated into the blood, and it is definitely not used to you when you start a fire!

Dugu Cheng heard what happened in front of the door and hurriedly ran out.

When I saw this, my head suddenly grew bigger......

Leaning over to the old woman, Dugu Cheng endured the nausea and nausea brought by the bloody breath, and persuaded: "This eldest lady, a certain is the young Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, if you talk about the grievances of your family, after all, the deceased is the greatest, if the official first helps you bury the deceased, and then tells your grievances in detail, the official assures you that no matter who or what, the official will definitely give you justice, how about it?" ”

It is really a loss of face for such a thing to happen in front of the dignified Jingzhao Mansion. Fang Jun gave him the task of presiding over the daily work of Jingzhao Mansion, it was a temptation at all, he had to dissuade this old woman and end this farce, otherwise if Fang Jun thought that he was deliberately making trouble for Fang Jun, then his trouble would come......

The old woman seemed to be stupid, and she only knew how to cry mourningly, and she didn't say a word.