"An ivory pen holder." The middle-aged man dressed as a small official looked at the milky white pen holder in his hand and said, and the knife and pen officer next to him hurriedly registered, these are all to be charged into the treasury.

"A piece of blue and white porcelain from Jingdezhen in the Yuan Dynasty." The little official picked up a piece of exquisite porcelain and looked at it for a long time, and then said expressionlessly, Shen Chongming was stunned, and the starlight in his eyes shone wildly, God, Yuan Qinghua!

At this moment, when the little official handed over Yuan Qinghua to the errand officer who was packing the box next to him, he didn't notice it and let it go in advance, so the exquisite Yuan Qinghua fell to the ground gorgeously, and the broken sound was like a heavy hammer hitting Shen Chongming's heart, loser, go die.

"Broken? Get rid of this one. The little official frowned slightly when he looked at the fragments all over the ground, and turned his head to the knife and pen officer.

Looking at the absent-minded work of the little official, Shen Chongming couldn't help but say loudly: "You guys take it lightly, it's a pity that such a good thing is damaged!" ”

was busy with a few people for a while, raised his head and looked at him very strangely, who is it at this time?

"What do you see, didn't you hear Shen Gongzi's orders? This is all the things of the imperial court, who let you destroy it like this. At this moment, the prefect of the palace happened to come back from the front office, and after a little look, he understood what was going on, and immediately reprimanded.

The prefect spoke, and several officials knew that this was Shen Gongzi who had asked the prefect to go to Xinji Town to visit, and his eyes immediately changed.

Seeing that the little officials became cautious, Shen Chongming breathed a sigh of relief, with their work attitude just now, how much loss they would cause to the imperial court, and how many precious cultural relics would be damaged.

"Chongming, let's see if there's anything you like." Governor Wang walked up to Shen Chongming with a smile and said, this kid's two eyes have been staring at the stolen goods piled up there, there must be something he likes.

"My lord, this is all from the imperial court." Shen Chongming said with some embarrassment, he was so involved that he was actually seen by others.

"Hey, you don't know this, these things are good things outside, but once they are handed over to the imperial court, there are wastes piled up in the penalty warehouse, and they are all wasted." Wang Zhifu said with a regretful face.

This is the truth, although the Ming Dynasty officials are corrupt, but the party struggle is also extremely fierce, you sing and our side takes the stage, from the court to the local officials involved in it are replaced like a marquee, and it is also very common to rob the house and kill the head.

In this way, there are countless treasures that are filled into the fine and dirty treasury every year, and most of them are rotten in them, except for those that are corrupted by the handling officials.

When the prefect Wang said this, Shen Chongming couldn't help but itch, or take a few of him himself, it would be regarded as a meager contribution to the preservation of cultural relics.

But it's really a bit difficult to take the things of the court as your own in such a large public.

"My lord, this is not good." Shen Chongming twisted and said, Wang Zhifu was happy in his heart, it seemed that he was tempted, this is easy to do.

"If there's anything wrong, the official will never tell anyone about this matter." Governor Wang patted his chest and reassured.

The two quietly discussed the distribution of the spoils, but the small officials did not rest, so many stolen goods, they must be registered and packed before they can rest.

"A picture of Tang Yin Qunfang in this dynasty." As soon as the little official's words came out, Shen Chongming's eyes widened, obediently, Tang Bohu's painting.

"Stop, bring the painting, don't register this." The prefect of Wang directly ordered, and the little official hurriedly sent Tang Bohu's picture scroll over.

Wang Zhifu took a look and couldn't help nodding and praised: "Good painting, the ink is layered, and the pen power is virtual and real, which is worthy of everyone's style." ”

Shen Chongming looked up and saw that it was indeed a good painting, the beautiful women in the painting had different postures and lifelike, Brother Bohu deserved to be a model among men, if he brought it back to Xiao Pengcheng, he would definitely faint with joy.

"Chongming, it would be a pity if such a treasure was buried in the penalty storehouse, so you should accept it with great mercy." Wang Zhifu said emotionally, and at the same time put away the painting and placed it under Shen Chongming's arm.

"This ...... Then the student was disrespectful. "It's too embarrassing to put down the treasures that have already arrived, and if the prefect of the king refuses to be so gracious, it will be too shameful to give people face.

This opening was out of control, and after a while, the treasures in the stolen goods were taken away by Shen Chongming, including a set of manuscripts of the "Diamond Sutra" of the Northern and Southern Dynasties that were ready to be given to Gao Gong, and the neat small letters were arranged on the paper, which was pleasing to the eye.

There is also the ink inlaid with golden fish on the side given to Shi Bingzheng, what is the name of Shen Chong, but such a good-looking thing should not be bad, it must be the favorite of the people. What was given to the third son was a palm-sized brass abacus, small and exquisite, and it was definitely a necessary weapon for going out to talk about business.

Of course, the little junior sister can't forget that a small silver dagger inlaid with seven small agate just replaced the one she lost when she fought with the woman in red a few days ago.

As for Shen Chongming himself, it was two small fire guns about seven inches long. Wow, yes, this is a must-have thing for home travel to kill people and set fires, two wooden boxes of gunpowder and a palm-sized wooden barrel of lead beads, enough to put several martial arts masters like the woman in red!

"Governor Wang, thank you." Holding a lot of things, Shen Chongming almost thanked the prefect of the king for his kindness, so many good things, if he insisted on his principles just now and let them go, he would definitely regret his death.

"Hey, Chongming has seen the world, these treasures have been rediscovered in your hands, it should be the official thank you." Wang Zhifu said with emotion.

"Well said, well said." Shen Chongming laughed dryly, and jumped back to his room with a lot of things in his arms.

"Oh, yes, no wonder there have always been people saying that the emperor is rich all over the world, what do you want. There are so many treasures in this small Kaocheng Zhixian County, and the big tomorrow is so big, how many good things must there be. Looking at the pile of treasures piled on the table, Shen Chongming couldn't help but exclaim, at this moment, he actually had a very absurd idea, that is, if he really stepped into the official career in the future, he would be an official in charge of copying the family......

On this day, the sky in Kaocheng County was clear, and the streets were crowded with people, and several funeral teams in the city also went out together, blowing cheerful music.

"Get out of the way!" With a long shout, the team carrying three prisoner carts slowly left the Kaocheng County Prison and headed west of the city.

"Bell, bell, bell." The gong sounded three times, and the originally silent street was instantly plunged into a tsunami.

"Hit, kill the fat man!" One after another, rotten vegetable leaves fell from the sky on the prisoner car of the yellow fat man, although it would not hurt the muscles and bones, but I felt that it could make the yellow fat man, who was already paralyzed, embarrassed.

By the way, the master who followed closely behind Kaocheng County Cheng and the master who rarely showed up and was only responsible for making bad ideas was also smashed dizzy, and by the time he was dragged out of the prison car at the execution ground, the whole person had fallen into a state of sluggishness.

The prefect of the Wang Mansion was in charge, Niu Shilang was beheaded, and Shen Chongming was sitting tremblingly on the beheading platform covering his eyes and not daring to look. Chop off your head? It's terrible to think about it, and it's better to be hanged directly.

"It's three o'clock in the afternoon, slash!" Governor Wang raised his voice in an unusually serious voice, grabbed an arrow in front of him and threw it into the air.

Huang Zhixian, who was originally sluggish, was stunned, and looked up in a panic, but unfortunately there was no one in front of him, only the dazzling sunshine, and he only felt that his eyes were flowering, and he immediately became spinning, and there was a touch of blood red in the sky.

"Good!" Watching the fat head of the fat man roll to the ground, the people around him applauded.

Next is the county Cheng, and then the master who has been paralyzed on the ground, the three good heads rolled down to the ground one after another, causing the surrounding applause to join in, and the funeral team that had been waiting for a long time also blew a festive plague god. Today is the festival of Kauao.

Shen Chongming, who couldn't hide his curiosity, looked at the scene in front of him through his fingers, and felt a burst of excitement in his heart, this is the fate of corrupt officials, not only to be in a different place, but also to bear a thousand years of infamy.

As corrupt officials, the three of Huang Fatzi did not have such a good ending as being buried immediately, and the prefect Wang gave an order: The violent corpse is three days, and the people are resentful!

"Chongming, go and say goodbye to the villagers." Niu Shilang looked at the dozen or so squires who came from Xinji Town, a hundred miles away, and said with a smile.

The inspection of the Yellow River is basically over, and everything is going smoothly after Huang Zhixian is ambushed, and the funds that originally made Niu Shilang toss and turn have been smoothly taken down, and all the future things will be handed over to the abbot of Wang Zhifu, after all, he is a parent official, and it is his duty to recruit people to repair the river embankment.

And Shen Chongming's heroic performance in the flood fighting in Xinji Town was also firmly remembered by the people of Xinji Town, and these squires hurried to see them off after hearing that they were going back to Beijing.

The benefactor is leaving, and the squire who came to see him off is naturally thankful and sorry for his farewell, not to mention a large number of local specialties.

Originally, Shen Chongming didn't want to accept it, after all, the Qing officials in ancient times didn't take a stitch from the people, but it was a pity that it was difficult to refuse, and the prefect Wang persuaded him on the side, so he could only accept it in full, so it was okay, and on the way back, these more than 30 people used it to make dry food.

"Folks, the Xinjizhen dam is at the turning point of the Yellow River, and it is more dangerous than any other place. Please also go back and pay some money to hire a few people who are looking for the embankment, so that even if there is any unstoppable danger, the villagers can avoid it as soon as possible, and it is also a great merit for the benefit of the township at first sight. Shen Chongming had a flash of inspiration, and took this sentence as a parting gift, otherwise he would be embarrassed to accept so many things from others.

"What the benefactor said is very true, and the little old man will definitely do it when he goes back." The leading squire said with gratitude on his face, "Good people, they don't forget the safety of the villagers when they leave."