"This sackcloth is no less than fifty catties, and when worn on the body, it is wearing double armor, and the saber is six catties and five taels, and the ordinary single knife is only about three catties. Li Cheng said to himself and sneered: "Okay, I'll go to Jeju and see if I can get a background!" ”

After a few days, Zhou Ping and his entourage went south from Anyang, and when they arrived in Hayang, they took a boat down the Yellow River, and then turned to Jeju by canal. The journey was also very smooth, and it was the end of November of that year in Jeju, and it seemed that the year was the second year of Xuanhe.

"Tap! Tap! You want to die of your wife! ”

The Jeju Prefecture Inspector Oh Fa Sung was lying on the bed, his back was bruised, and the fat woman on the side was carefully pasting hot bruising plasters on it, causing him to scream from time to time. This is the result of the twenty rods that were in the church in the morning. According to the decree of Zhizhou Han Xianggong, the lawsuit of Mrs. Cai Shengchengang is compared in fifteen years, as long as Song Jiang's group of thieves understands this lawsuit, he will be subjected to these twenty canes every fifteen days. Fortunately, the servants who tortured were merciful, and every time they hit the ground with their sticks, although they looked very beaten, they were all lightly fleshed, but they looked powerful, but their muscles and bones were fine, otherwise they would have returned to the West a long time ago.

"Master, let's find a way! Otherwise, it's not a good idea! The fat woman was Wu Facheng's Hun family, and while carefully applying medicinal wine to her husband's back, she asked tentatively: "Why don't you just do this inspection, we still have more than 100 acres of land at home, and there are two shops in the state capital, even if we collect some rent, we won't starve to death!" ”

"You're talking about it!" Wu Fatian scolded: "A woman who has no knowledge, her hair is long and her knowledge is short, if you can not be Lao Tzu and drag it out until today, is it easy for you to be twenty canes for half a month?" Master Zhizhou has already said in the hall that if you can't hold the disaster star that killed that day, I will let your lord and I go to Qiongya for a walk! ”

"Ahh The woman was so frightened that her hands trembled, and she almost threw the bottle of wine on the ground, and she had also heard the name of "Qiongya" from her husband's mouth, which was an unlucky ghost who offended Shangguan and was "recovered from the text since his birth, and assigned Qiongya" or something, and the fate of this unlucky ghost was usually not long before he died of miasma. For the officials of the Northern Song Dynasty at that time, the distribution of Qiongya was basically similar to the "death penalty with a two-year reprieve".

"Oh my God! What can I do? The woman threw the bottle on the bed, sat on the ground and cried out with tears in her eyes: "To send our head of the house to the place where the miasma is rampant, is this not to force the living to die?" I'm not alive anymore!"

"Don't howl, I'm not dead yet, I have the strength to wait for my lord to die before howling!" Wu Facheng was upset by his wife's crying, and scolded: "Hurry up for Lao Tzu, roll up the few pieces of blood on my back, and I will go to the yamen on an errand tomorrow!" ”

The woman obediently got up from the ground, and while carefully kneading her husband, she asked in a low voice: "Master, let's think of a way, several prisoners and capital prisoners are pretending to be sick and lying at home, or you are also pretending to be sick?" At most, sell the shop and the property, and take the money to shop over, and it is more important than anything to keep your surname? ”

Seeing his daughter-in-law thinking about herself so wholeheartedly, Wu Facheng was also quite moved, he sighed and said, "I have already thought about this trick of yours, but it won't work." Those prisoners and capital prisons are all from above, and they have come to the yamen for ten days and a half to make a point, and they don't care about it, and the governor of the state also knows about it, even if they beat their butts, it's useless. Now that this case was suppressed by Taishi Cai, who would dare to touch it? No amount of money is worth sending it. ”

"Then, was he beaten to death with a spine rod like this?" When the woman heard this, she began to weep again. Wu Fatian sighed and said: "Don't cry, there is no endless road to the sky, I heard that the people around the Xianggong of Zhizhou said that the master has sent someone to summon a good man to deal with this Song [***] Kou." ”

"That's a good feeling!" The woman recited the Buddha, and after thinking about it, her brows furrowed again: "This good man is the confidant of the governor of the state, should he not take away your official position, master?" ”

"That's not going to happen, if you want to deal with Song Jiang, you must at least mobilize the garrison forbidden army, not to mention the dispatch of soldiers and horses to a state, anyway, those who eat dry pay are eager to get out quickly." Speaking of this, Wu Facheng showed a sneer on his face: "Besides, even if I go to this inspection, what if I do it?" At least twice a month, the spine staff can finally be stopped, Amitabha, these bodhisattvas who save the suffering and save the suffering should come a few days earlier! ”

Just as Wu Facheng was praying for the early arrival of Zhou Ping's people, the back hall of the Jeju governor was receiving a strange group of guests, all of whom were strong men, and judging by the dust on their faces, they had just experienced a long journey. Except for Zhou Ping, although everyone else tried their best to behave decently, in fact, none of them were able to do it, which also made many people who were quite unconvinced along the way have to admit that this Maeda guest of the Xue family is not simple, not to mention anything else, this bearing alone is not simple.

"Zhizhou Xianggong has arrived!"

With a sound of communication, almost everyone jumped up as if they had been stung by a wasp and bowed down to Han Xiaoxuan, who came out from behind the screen.

"Humble (grass people) see Xianggong!"

Han Xiaoxuan sat down, held his right hand weakly, and said with a smile: "Rank strong men, please get up, it's hard to come from afar!" Because he was in the back hall, he did not wear an official robe, only a brown round-necked robe, and wore a Dongpo scarf on his head, which was quite popular among scholars at that time, and the only thing on his body that could show his identity was a silverfish bag around his waist.

The crowd stood up and lined up horizontally, according to the rules of the day. Han Xiaoxuan looked at everyone's strong physique with an appreciative gaze, and said with a smile: "Prison Xue, these are the candidates you brought?" ”

"Exactly!" Xue Liangchen hurriedly bowed and saluted, although his name had already been written on the body in his arms, but hearing this "Xue Prisoner" from Han Xiaoxuan's mouth still made him feel a happy dizziness, but in more than a year, he climbed from an ordinary archer to a state prison, which is also a dizzying promotion speed on the front line of the Western Army. It took him a great deal of self-control to control his emotions, and he replied in a deep voice: "These are all brought by me from Anyang, everyone can wear two layers of iron armor to climb over the wall and cross the ditch, and the strong bow that can shoot two buckets with one stone and two buckets is a good man!" ”

"Good, good!" Han Xiaoxuan nodded with satisfaction: "Let's include it in the utility, and it will save you the trouble of stabbing the face!" ”

"Thank you for the lift!" Everyone hurriedly responded in unison, it turned out that this effect was a kind of senior sergeant in the Song army, generally a martial warrior who volunteered to serve in the army, and all kinds of treatment were higher than ordinary soldiers. What's more, the utility often eliminates the need for tattooing, so that people can avoid the pain and insult of tattooing.

"You have come from afar to work hard, go down first to receive the usual reward, and rest!" Han Xiaoxuan made a gesture for the people behind him to retreat, and everyone hurriedly bowed down to thank them and retreat, while Xue Liangchen and Zhou Ping knew that Han Xiaoxuan should have something to say to the two of them, so they bowed down and waited for each other.

"Liangchen, Zhou Ping. Sit down and talk! When everyone retreated, Han Xiaoxuan said in a low voice, the smile on his face disappeared, revealing a pale and tired face, obviously Song Jiang's case had also caused him a lot of pressure.

"Wen Cheng has already told you about Song Jiang, so I won't say more. In a word, if Song Jiang, Yang Wu, Liu Tang and other thieves are either beheaded or captured within three months, the official will guarantee the two of you, one is the state soldier and horse prison, and the other is the state soldier and horse deputy prisoner, and your guarantee will not change a word; If it doesn't work, then don't blame the military law of this official for being ruthless! ”

Xue Liangchen and Zhou Ping glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Respectfully follow the decree of the Prime Minister, within three months, the villain will definitely sacrifice the head of the thief to the Prime Minister!" ”

"Good, good!" A smile appeared on Han Xiaoxuan's face: "The two of you are also people who are used to being used by the officials, you are brave and strategic, and you do things honestly, unlike those who are now stubborn under the officials. Tonight you will take a rest, and tomorrow you will begin to understand the situation, ask for people to give people, ask for money to give money, whoever dares to get in the way, just come to me! ”

"Thank you!"

When Xue Liangchen and Zhou Ping retired, Han Xiaoxuan, as a county guard, actually sent it to the front of the stairs in person, which made Xue Liangchen quite moved, and just came out of the door and said to Zhou Ping: "Xianggong is so in love, it is really difficult to repay him, even if he doesn't want to be killed, he must capture that Song Jiang and send it to Xianggong, so that he can repay it!" ”

"Lang Jun, I don't think things are so simple!" Zhou Ping said in a low voice: "No matter how powerful Song Jiang is, he is just a fugitive, two or three hundred people; How can you conquer more than ten counties? Tens of thousands of officers and soldiers can't do anything? There must be a reason for this, and if we can't understand the root cause and prescribe the right medicine, I'm afraid that in three months, the military law will be set up for you and me! ”

"Yes, Ah Ping, what do you think?"

"It's better than this, time is pressing, tomorrow morning I will go to the state capital to inspect Wu Facheng, and I heard that Gong Wen said that the case of Shengchengang has always been handled by this person, and he understands the inside story best. And Lang Jun, you go to the garrison of the forbidden army to see the specific situation, how about it? ”

Xue Liangchen nodded and said, "Very good, just do it!" ”

The next time, Zhou Ping changed into a round-necked official robe, took Luo Sheer as an entourage, went to the yamen of the Metropolitan Inspection Division, and reported his name to Wu Facheng, the metropolitan inspector. But after a while, I saw the two of them carrying a stretcher out, and a middle-aged man was lying on the stretcher, crawling down with difficulty, and arched his hand: "Xiaguan Wu Facheng has seen the prisoner, because of Song Jiang's case, he has just been punished by the Xianggong, and his injuries are not healed, please forgive me!" ”

Zhou Ping saw that Wu Facheng got up and saluted twice, and his face was pale in pain, obviously the injury was not light, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to help him onto the stretcher, and said: "Brother Wu, lie down quickly, the injury is so serious, why be so polite, just send someone to lead me in!" "When I came back from work, I was very moved to see that there were nine book friends rewarding, it doesn't matter how much money is or how little money is, it is everyone's friendship! Today's Christmas Eve, I will make up a chapter, I wish you all good health and all the best! If possible, do more publicity for Weber, and the collection will go up is the other basis, after all, I am a little busy with other things when I am out of work. The book should be popular, in addition to the author having to write well, it is inseparable from everyone's support! Here, Webb thanked him first!

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