The night is getting deeper, the footsteps of rushing back and forth, trampling the peace of Jiangning, the military boots stepped in the muddy puddle, bringing up the dirty splash, after that, a pair of military boots stepped over, the splash overflowed. The stalls on the streets have disappeared, replaced by wolf-like officers and soldiers or officials. Sometimes someone comes running, and then there is a fight, capture, or killing on the spot. Some of the heads were hung from the makeshift poles, washed away by the rain to remove the dirt and blood from their faces, and they swayed back and forth in the wind and rain, which was particularly terrifying.

In the past, the Qinhuai River, which was drunk with money, became silent tonight, and all the river houses and painting boats were closed for business, no longer accepting guests, only officers and soldiers would occasionally board the boat to search, and occasionally there would be a woman's scream or curse or a man's scolding.

The slave rebellion, which lasted for nearly a day, was finally quelled. After all, the intention of these slaves was not to rebel, and after some people got what they wanted, they gave up their actions, abandoned their weapons, and left their master's house to find their ideal life. This part of the group accounted for the majority of the slave mutiny, and as soon as they left, the popularity of the slaves declined, and they were originally a group that relied on the strength of the people to deter the government, and once they lost their numerical advantage, they would not have the biggest barrier.

This period also happened to allow the yamen in Jiangning to complete the coordination and preliminary division of the blame, and after roughly dividing the responsibilities, the officers and soldiers finally took action and carried out the tasks they should have carried out a long time ago: visiting the door, arresting people, killing people, and ....... As the servants were completely dispersed, those big gangs in Jiangning City also began to attack, hoping to take this opportunity to form a good relationship with the big gentry in the city and make friends.

Curfews became stricter, and unless you had an official document issued by a special yamen, you could be arrested as a participant in the slavery if you appeared on the street. Those who try to resist will also be mercilessly killed by officers and soldiers.

The rain began to fall again, although it was much weaker than during the day, but it was still a kind of torture for the officers and soldiers who lacked rain gear. However, this time the situation was serious, no matter how bad the weather was, they did not dare to find a place to hide and escape like in the past, so they could only grit their teeth and hold on.

Some of the soldiers who were sheltering from the rain hid under the eaves of the porch, curled up and tried not to let the rain fall on them. Some of them were wounded in the fight, and their wounds were beaten by the rain, and their brows were furrowed in pain. Hunger and pain alternated, and the hearts of these soldiers were filled with resentment. As for whether this resentment is against those unconscious slaves or to his own superiors, he can't even tell himself.

Someone cursed and complained in a low voice, and before long someone joined in, and even the officers in this squad joined the army of complaints, making the others even more unscrupulous.

Footsteps sounded, someone walked towards it, and no matter how tired the heart was, the errand had to be done. A few soldiers got out from under the eaves of the porch and were about to ask questions, but they saw that there were more than a dozen arresters from the criminal department who were opening the way in front of them. Behind them, the two held oil-paper umbrellas aloft to keep their targets from getting wet, and behind them were several carts piled high with items.

When they got closer, a catcher said in a loud voice: "My son-in-law will send you some clothes and hats, as well as wound medicine." Someone will bring you soup cakes in a moment. ”

Although I don't know whose son is here, but the one who can support the official must be the one in the ya, and besides, there is rain with medicine and food, what does it matter who the son. Everyone, including the wounded, threw themselves out, knelt in the rain and kowtowed to the people who came, and then went down to receive rain gear.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, a young scholar walked out and came to a wounded soldier, first helped him see the wound, and then asked the people around him for wound medicine, and bandaged the soldier with his own hands.

The sky was dark, and the soldiers couldn't see the person's face clearly, but the good Confucian shirt on his body could always be recognized, knowing that this was a well-dressed person, and his status was not comparable to that of a soldier like himself, so he shook his head again and again: "The villain can come by himself, and he doesn't dare to work the master." ”

"There's no need to excuse yourself. In fact, you know your hardships above, and will make arrangements for you. But you can't rush, there are so many people, you have to take your time. I can do something for you, I can do something, you can also ask for anything, as long as you are on an errand, the court will not treat you badly. The curfew must continue, and the slaves must be arrested, but their bodies must also be taken care of, and remember not to arrest innocent people. Tell me your name, and I'll ask your chief to pay you for the potion. ”

The man's tone was calm and his voice was not loud, but to this soldier's ears, it seemed like a March wind, which made people feel comfortable. Seeing the man's body drenched in the rain again, his heart was even more moved, and Fang Cai's dissatisfaction and complaints had already turned into a wasted stream, and as soon as the package was finished, he picked up the spear and walked into the rain.

The man also instructed the officers not to disturb the people, especially since most of the gentry in the city are suffering today, and now is the time when the grass and trees are all soldiers, and if the officers and soldiers go to the eaves of the porch to take shelter from the rain, they will be regarded as waiting for an opportunity to rob, and it will be very bad if there is a dispute.

The soldier who had just been bandaged by Gongzi himself preemptively said: "Don't worry, Gongzi, even if it is a knife in the sky, we will definitely not disturb the people!" If anyone doesn't listen to Childe's orders, I will be the first to fight with him. Childe, could you please give me a name? ”

"This is the son of Liu Sikou's family in the Criminal Department!" A catcher on the side said loudly, and the scholar glared at him, and then said to the soldier: "You can call me Liu Kanzhi." I came to comfort you on the orders of the imperial court, you don't have to remember my name, just remember the benefits of the imperial court. ”

After distributing the supplies, Liu Kanzhi and his party left for the next outpost, a handsome servant wiped the rain for Liu Kanzhi, and the other said: "These rain gear wound medicine and dry food soup are obviously raised by the prince from various provinces with his friendship, why do you have to say that they were given by the imperial court?" When did the imperial court think about these things? The son braved the rain to do this, but asked them to thank the court, which really made the little one puzzled. ”

"The court can't think of it, I just have to think of it. To me, these things are just a gesture, but to them, they are like the nectar of a long drought, and they are the most impressive. At this time, let them feel the love of the court, they can read the benefits of the court, do errands with their hearts, and sacrifice their lives to kill the enemy. What's the use of letting them thank me? The slave rebellion has just ended, and if there is another mutiny, this Jiang Ning father will suffer. ”

Liu Kanzhi looked behind him, and then looked at his servant companion. "Do you know that in today's chaos, the situation in Jiangning City is different. Although there are also people in Shangyuan County, there are not many people, and the harm is not serious. The slavery was quelled in his lifetime, and there were not many gentry who were really troubled. Almost all the heads of the family here in Jiangning County have suffered, and there are more than a dozen cases of the owner being defiled by the wife and the family. There is so much difference between a body of water, do you know why? ”

Seeing that he didn't answer, he said to himself: "I told you before I retreated, I want to give hope to the people below." Let them always believe that the court remembers them, and the people will not be in turmoil. No matter how much suffering and how much grievance he suffers, he is willing to seek revenge from the government. If one day they feel that the court does not care about them, and they have to solve any troubles themselves, the world will be in chaos. Therefore, it is better to say that he loves the people, it is better to say that he loves peaceful days, and in order not to fight without swords, he must also be considerate of the people for the sake of the common people. I know a lot of people, and some of them are worried about the country and the people, and are willing to ask for their lives. But their petitions for the people, either for their own name or for their own conscience, really want to stabilize the court and the world is peaceful, but there is no one. If Jiangning County could learn to retreat as soon as possible, give hope to the people and hope for the public, there would not have been this chaos, and there would not have been a mess for a lifetime, and there would be no hope for tolerance. It's not too late to make amends, what I'm doing now, I've been doing it a long time ago, I'm just learning from him now. ”

A servant still didn't let go of Fan Jin's taking away the love of Gongzi, and couldn't help but say: "Gongzi doesn't have to praise him, according to the villain, I'm afraid he will also suffer." Getting people like Feng Bangning into his yamen, this is not like a smart person's doing, I heard that outside the yamen of Shangyuan County, there are ordinary people. If he can't satisfy the people, won't those people demolish the county yamen? ”

Liu Kanzhi shook his head and said: "I am the opposite of your opinion, the only thing in the city that can resolve the anger of the people and solve the matter is to retreat." I'm sure he can do it. ”

"The master can naturally do anything, if the master can't do it in this world, no one can do it. Feng Bangning is nothing compared to his master. ”

In the Ya of Shangyuan County, although Song Jin was already as soft as mud, he had already hugged Fan Jin tightly and curry favor in his arms, and even the title changed from master to master. On the other side, Zheng Chan was not to be outdone, holding Fan Jin's other arm. If the relationship between the two at the beginning belonged to her playing with fire and self-immolation, and then she was forced to commit herself out of desperation, but at this time, she was convinced and convinced from the bottom of her heart. Even the fact that Yang Shida knelt down and begged her not to agree to sleep with him is now doing it without hindrance.

When Fan Jin boxed Feng Bangning, she peeked outside the door. Originally, she was worried that Fan Jin would cooperate with Feng Bangning and sell her as a sacrifice, but she didn't want to see a full martial arts show of beating Da Jue's nephew.

Feng Bangning had also coveted the Song family before, but he only relied on the Song family's wrist and gentry status to avoid being poisoned. But verbal offense, and even the rubbing of oil on your hands, is unavoidable. Yang Shida couldn't do anything at that time except for the smiling face, but afterwards complained that his wife didn't know how to check, why didn't he dress more solemnly and dress himself up ugly, so he didn't have to provoke this demon?

When Fan Jin beat Feng Bangning badly, her excitement was actually not weaker than Zheng Chan's, as if that punch was being waved for herself. After seeing that fight and Feng Bangning's submission, Song's heart had already succumbed.

This man is strong enough to be his own master. If you follow such a man, you will no longer be bullied.

The Yang family has suffered a series of accidents, and there is only one line of death from the destruction of the family, and his own family wants to lead the clansmen to survive, and only by relying on such a strong man can he do it. A well-known and powerful character in Jiangning Shopping Mall, the Yang family loves and fears, and the famous and spicy second grandmother Sai Guifei is completely at Fan Jin's feet tonight.

In fact, logically speaking, Fan Jin should accompany Zheng Chan tonight, but the Song family insisted on squeezing in, and in the end it became the current scene. The Song family released the means that Yang Shida had never enjoyed, and Fan Jin tasted it at will tonight. Under the dignified surface of a good woman, what is hidden is that she is not inferior to Ma Xianglan's hotness and liveliness, her long-term body and her good quality of fighting resistance, most ordinary men are not her opponents, plus Zheng Chan, who is not to be outdone, most ordinary men are unable to parry.

Fortunately, Fan Jin has a trick with him, and the final result of the contest is that the two women admit defeat and beg for mercy. With two enemies and one defeat, this kind of exciting feeling that he had never enjoyed made Song Jin think more and more that this man was powerful and invincible, and he was willing to be at his mercy. Even if she knew that she didn't know how much criticism she would cause if she didn't go home on an occasion like tonight, she didn't care, anyway, he would settle everything for himself and didn't have to worry about anything.

Fan Jin looked at the noble lady who was picked by himself, reminiscing about the taste of the two of them, and secretly wondered that Yang Shida had probably never really satisfied her. As time went by, I was ashamed of myself, and I became more and more lazy to touch this big appetite, so I had to go outside to hunt game, and finally made it like this. Such a woman is her own good enemy.

When Fang was crazy, the Song family even promised to let Fan Jin enter the Yang family's house and do whatever he wanted, even if he went to steal those concubines, she would try to arrange it. Fan Jin didn't think it was an empty word, nor did he think that it was just a means of inviting favors, but a sign that this woman finally put herself above the Yang family. This is an important reason why Fan Jin got him to bed, getting this future female helm of the Yang family is not just for people, but more importantly, to get an agent.

The county made it impossible for him to do business on his own, and the future business layout and the proposition of making money by himself had to be represented. Ma Xianglan is one line, Song is another line, the two lines act together, and things can be done quickly. He touched the body of the Song family and said:

"Those people outside are your best excuse. Among so many people, it's normal to mix a few bad guys. It's getting late again, you dare to go home so much? I had to stay in the yamen for one night, and Chan'er will testify for you. Tomorrow, the lawsuit with Feng Bangning is over, and I will send you home. ”

Song nodded and said, "Everything is according to the master's orders." But what does Feng Bangning's master plan to deal with? Isn't it too cheap to just beat him up and let him go? That person bullied the Zheng family's sister, and he couldn't spare him. ”

Zheng Chan looked at this woman who used to worship her sisters, but now she was lying in a man's arms with her, thinking about her madness, she was a little unhappy. He said coldly: "Everything is in charge of the house, and those who are slaves and maids say less and do more." ”

"Hehe, sister of the Zheng family, sister, have I done less? Or do you still have the strength to do it? If you can do it, I can. ”

Fan Jin stopped the quarrel between the two women,

"What else can you do with him besides fighting? As long as Gonggong Feng is here, no one can punish him. However, I have already written down what he did in a letter to Gangneung, and the Prime Minister will have a way. Such a slave mutiny, the southeast will be shaken, and if you don't find someone strong enough to take the blame, the matter will end like this. He and Huang Enhou have to carry this pot back, so you don't have to be afraid, he won't do anything to you. You like face, I'll make a face for you this time, let Feng Bangning bow his head in front of you, this face is big enough, right? ”