The boatman of the painting boat reported to the official, and the general judge in charge of criminal cases in De'an was called Wang Gongchen. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wang Gongchen and Ouyang Xiu have a nonsensical style that cannot be solved.

Anyway, the two of them were originally fellow scholars, and when they took the exam, Ouyang Xiu ranked first, and only the palace exam was left, Ouyang Xiu was full of confidence, thinking about going through the motions again, and waiting to get the champion.

So, Ouyang Daguan made himself a new set of clothes, prepared to try on the next day, put on new clothes, and embarked on his own road to the champion.

At that time, Ouyang Xiu's heart must have been full of ambition, and in today's words, he was waiting to "become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and walk to the peak of life".

Unexpectedly, when I got up early the next day, I found that when I got up in the dark, my new clothes were worn by Comrade Wang Gongchen in the same room.

If he was only dressed away, Ouyang Xiu would naturally not have a holiday with Wang Gongchen.

The key is that the last champion was also won by Comrade Wang Gongchen.

In Ouyang Xiu's eyes, this is like wearing his new clothes and snatching his champion.

What's more coincidental is that in that era of catching sons-in-law under the popular list, Xue Kui, a bachelor of the senior administration hall and a waiter of the household department, is equivalent to today's comrade of the Minister of Finance, and has a unique vision to capture Wang Gongchen and Ouyang Xiu as sons-in-law for his two daughters.

As a result, the two of them achieved a double harvest of career and affection at the same time.

The two became brothers-in-law.

The brother-in-law is a brother-in-law, but Wang Gongchen and Ouyang Xiu have not urinated in a pot for the rest of their lives. In addition to personality differences, the nonsensical mess into the "new clothes problem" recorded in the official history is also a magical and superstitious inducement.

Back to the present case.

Wang Gongchen is a straightforward boy with a very rigorous, honest, serious, and even admitting death. After listening to the report, it must involve the safety of the children of the eunuchs, and as a father, he swished upwards with empathy, and immediately determined that the case was serious and quickly launched an investigation.

Doctor Xu Xizhen also continued to play a divine assist, and in this way, on the third night after the incident, Wang Gongchen had already followed the clues and found the hiding place of the robbers.

In other words, the gangsters who are waiting for the official to come to negotiate have no intention of hiding them at all.

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Fang Zhongyong guarded the red-faced uncle lying on the bed, and the doctor next to him was diagnosing the pulse with a serious face.

Xu is because Fang Zhongyong would rather be caught again than leave behind the behavior of this red-faced uncle, which makes the people of the Walking Horse Gang feel that this kid still has a bit of integrity, and this time he came back, and he was not detained by Wuhua Da.

For the red-faced uncle who was in danger, the officials and soldiers who brought the miracle doctor Xu Xizhen, surrounded them, and Wang Gongchen, who came down from the sky to mediate the matter, were simply life-savers.

That's right, at this time, it is Xu Xizhen, a doctor who is patient, who is diagnosing the pulse of the red-faced uncle.

Fang Zhongyong looked dumbfounded, Dr. Xu spread out the sheepskin acupuncture bag, and there were hundreds of long and short acupuncture needles in it, with different shapes, and the visual perception was so painful.

As for the acupuncture process, the scenes where all kinds of celestial maidens are generally accurate to the acupuncture points are even more so that Fang Zhongyong can play instantly, thinking that he has come to the world of martial arts.

Like Comrade Zhongyong, I saw Xu Xizhen's divine doctor practicing acupuncture, his mouth opened into an O-shape, and the bandits of the horse gang next to him.

The divine doctor is a divine doctor, otherwise, how dare he perform acupuncture under the heart of the emperor's old son.

Outside the door, the horse's hooves sounded softly, from far to near.

One moment ago, the door panel was knocking and hula, and the next moment, Fang Zhongyong had been lifted up by a big man like a chicken, and slipped all the way to the negotiation site.

The dusty and smoky Chai, Fang, and Wang reunited again, and the scene was exciting.

The friendship of good friends has thus risen to the level of friends of life and death.

A long table is in the middle of the main hall, and on this side of the table, Wang Gongchen and his master, as well as Wang Anshi's father Wang Yi, who came from the dust, and behind them is a room of officers and soldiers of the city defense battalion equivalent to today's armed police officers and soldiers.

On the other side of the table, there are two muscular male gang leaders with faces like full moons, with lofty instruments and towering instruments, like tiger heroes. One of them was a little older, in his fifties and sixties, and the other looked young, but in his twenties. Behind him is also a group of bandits with big Malaysian golden swords.

After taking a look at the lineups of the two sides, Fang Zhongyong came to a conclusion in his heart: there are talents from the Jiangshan generation, and both sides are the three generations of the old, middle and young generations, and the talent structure is very reasonable.

Officials and bandits negotiate, taking money to buy peace - one of the most bizarre but extremely common scenes in the Song Dynasty.

But what made Fang Zhongyong feel even more strange was that at this moment, he didn't seem to hate the bandits of the horse gang, and he didn't have a bad impression of Wang Gongchen, Wang Yi and other magistrates.

The talks took place in a cordial, friendly, harmonious, but somewhat sloppy atmosphere.

Fang Zhongyong was dragged away with Wang Anshi, Chai Lin was thrown on a bench, and the three of them sat side by side, hunched over and shrunk their backs because of the cold, their little faces were black and gray, like three cute little monkeys.

At this time, Chai Lin's body suddenly stiffened, Fang Zhongyong felt strange in his heart, looked along Chai Lin's eyes, and saw Wang Ziyue, dressed as a domestic servant, standing behind Wang Yi.

When is it, the focus is still on the girl, the love saint, Brother Chai, I took you. Fang Zhongyong sighed secretly in his heart.

The elder of the caravan spoke first: "The people have already been brought." What about our horses? ”

Wang Yi got up and waved his hand, glanced at Wang Anshi and a few others, and then muttered to the elder: "According to the system, the horses have been handed over, and they are not in the hands of this official. ”

The elder blew his beard, glared, pointed his hair upward, his eyes were cracked, and his fierce tone instantly destroyed the harmonious atmosphere. He roared, pulled out his long knife, snapped, and draped it on the ground: "You sour talents, dare to play Lao Tzu?" ”

The bandits and officers and soldiers behind him also showed their weapons and swords rattling.

Wang Gongchen got up, played a round field, and persuaded him:

"No, although the horses are no longer in the hands of Brother Wang, for the safety of the prince, we can discuss together and give your gang some compensation. You see, our Doctor Xu is still rescuing your son, isn't he? We are all parents, and it is good to be considerate of each other. Don't scare the juniors. ”

God, this old man, is it the father of the red-faced uncle? Fang Zhongyong was surprised when he heard this, turned his face sideways, and carefully looked at this uncle who was not blushing.

Except that the red-faced gene is not inherited, the eyebrows are quite similar.

Who knew that the robber uncle happened to look sideways, and when he saw Fang Zhongyong staring at him like that, he shouted directly:

"What do you see, and what tricks do you want to play? It's all you little deflated three, and my son is still lying in bed, if my son has any three long and two short, let's go to the horse gang, and you will be jade-stone-furniture-burn-"