Today is the day of rest, after getting up early, Lao Meng, the scribe of the Yinxian Torture Room, went to He's steamed bun shop to eat breakfast as usual, and then walked leisurely on the street with Erlang steps. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a county official, the salary is not high, but there is a lot of oil and water, especially the torture room where Lao Meng is located, whenever there is a lawsuit, he eats the prisoner's family and eats a mouthful of oil. Although he is just a small official, he can't help a lot, but it is very easy to ask for bad people, and in the face of blackmail, many prisoners can only swallow their anger and do something.

After passing Yaqian Street, he did not enter the county office, but continued to walk forward, he wanted to go to the familiar teahouse to drink tea and listen to books, so as to kill the morning.

"Are you a scribe?" A young man dressed in short clothes blocked his way.

"It's me, what's the matter with you." Scribe Meng stopped and looked at the young man in front of him impatiently.

"My son-in-law asked me to invite you to the teahouse for a while, please do so." The young man smiled politely.

Another business came to the door, and the Meng scribe was secretly happy in his heart, but he said the words of rejection in his mouth: "I tell you, today is my day of rest, and I don't see irrelevant people." ”

The young man was still smiling: "Don't worry, it's your old acquaintance." ”

"Pretend!" Scribe Meng snorted dissatisfiedly and followed him into the teahouse on the side of the road.

This teahouse is closer to the county government, but the decoration is high-end, it is the favorite place for literati and talents, and Meng Shucai prefers to go to the teahouse farther away, where there are storytellers and singers, and it is very lively.

When I walked into the tea house, I didn't stop in the lobby on the first floor, but went directly to the second floor and entered a private room.

The young man did not follow the room, but closed the door from the outside.

Scribe Meng entered the room, looked up, and saw a scholar in a moon-white robe standing by the window with his back to him, looking out of the window. Although I can't see his face, I can feel that this is an elegant scholar just from the back. The room is decorated with high-end and extravagant atmosphere, with a whole set of rosewood seats, and a high-end teapot and a few delicate snacks on the rosewood coffee table.

"Who are you?" Faced with a scholar who was fair, the attitude of the scribe Meng became respectful.

Hearing his voice, the scholar on the other side turned around and saw that he had a handsome face, a straight nose and a square mouth, and although his face was a little darker, he was a little more heroic.

"Who are you?" Meng Shushi hesitated for a moment, and he felt that the appearance of the person in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't name it at once.

Ren Siqi smiled slightly when he heard this: "Scribe Meng is really forgetful, you often went to my house to see your father." ”

"You are Ren Xiucai, the son of Ren Si Official!" Scribe Meng thought about it all of a sudden, but as his expression became nervous, his eyes looked around, "You, didn't you escape from prison, how dare you return to Yin County." ”

Ren Siqi sat down elegantly at the coffee table and stretched out his hand to signal Scrivener Meng to sit down.

"Of course I have something to do when I return to Yinxian, and I'm afraid this matter will trouble you, Scribe Meng."

Scribe Meng sat down hesitantly: "Ren Gongzi, your matter is too big, I am just a small official of the county government, I'm afraid I can't help you." ”

"You can definitely help," Ren Siqi smiled: "Of course I won't let you do things beyond your ability, remember that you were dismissed for corruption a few years ago, and it was your father who spoke for you that made you keep your job." ”

Scribe Meng's expression was complicated and changing, and he instinctively wanted to pull out his feet and leave, the farther away from Ren Siqi, the fugitive, the better. But since Ren Siqi dared to ask him to come here, he would inevitably have a follow-up move, and Ren Siqi's father was indeed kind to him back then.

"Childe, you can say it, but you also know that my ability is limited." Meng Shuren said helplessly.

Ren Siqi didn't speak, but handed him a stack of papers.

Scribe Meng took it in surprise, looked at them carefully one by one, and slowly his expression became serious.

"It turns out that it wasn't you who killed someone, but someone framed you." After reading it, Meng Shuyi said with relief, he and the Ren family are very familiar people, and he was surprised when he heard that Ren Siqi had killed someone.

"This is the truth of the matter, now that the human witness is also in my hands, now I just want to ask you for advice from Scrivener Meng, what can I do to clear my name?"

Scribe Meng lowered his head and pondered for a long time, then shook his head: "It's difficult, it's difficult!" ”

"Why? Now that I have human and physical evidence, how can I not overturn the case? Ren Siqi asked angrily.

Meng Shuyi looked at Ren Siqi with pity: "Son, your father is also a member of officialdom, so you are naturally very familiar with officialdom. This Ming officialdom has always been an intertwined miasma, if your case does not involve Gao Xiucai, it's fine, but you also know how big the Gao family's power is in Yinxian? Gao Xiucai has an uncle who was born as a Jinshi and is now an official in Nanjing. The county lord will never offend the Gao family for you. ”

Ren Siqi leaned heavily on the chair, he thought of the difficulty of the matter, so he asked Meng Shuren to find a way, but he didn't expect Meng Shuren to have no idea.

In fact, with Ren Siqi's current power methods, it is not difficult to kill Gao Liqun to take revenge, but he doesn't want to do this, he wants to wash away the crime and restore the fame of Xiucai, so that he can integrate into the Ming system in the future and slowly manage his own power, after all, there is no future for being a maritime merchant without a background, and there is no future for being a pirate, and the court will definitely not allow the second Zheng Zhilong to appear!

But without identity, there is no way to integrate into society, which makes Ren Siqi a little difficult.

"Unless that's the case," Meng Shuren thought for a long time and said, "You change the confession to that Wang Cai took the initiative to kill people, don't pull it on Gao Xiucai, in this case, the crime will be borne by Wang Cai, who is a prank, and it will not be able to climb Gao Xiucai, and it will naturally be much easier to overturn the case." ”

This is a good idea, but in this case, it will be cheaper for Gao Liqun, and there will be a chance to clean him up in the future.

"Okay, that's it!" Ren Siqi said categorically: "I will arrange for someone to go to the county government to shout a complaint." ”

"Aren't you going to sue in person?" Meng Shuren asked in surprise.

Ren Siqi said: "Of course I won't go in person, isn't that self-defeating?" Don't forget that in addition to homicide, I was also charged with escaping from prison. Let's clear the charge of murder first. ”

"It's still thoughtful." Meng Shuren admired, "I will go back to the county government to help you with some points, there are witnesses and material evidence, and I will definitely clear your name for murder." ”

"I've worked hard for you in this matter, and I won't let you work in vain." Ren Siqi said and handed over a cloth bag, which contained two hundred Mexican eagles, and of course it was necessary to give people benefits to do things.

Scribe Meng opened the cloth bag and looked inside, and the two immediately emitted light.