"How good can it be elsewhere, and what do we live on when we go? Although our cold city is bitter, the property is quite rich, and it is also bullying people to live elsewhere, how can it be so easy to live. I can only boil it! ”

……

After listening to the words of the people, Liao Qing also frowned, fortunately, they came over in advance.

I always thought that the situation in Hancheng was not optimistic, but I didn't expect it to be so optimistic.

The common people have no way to redress their grievances, and their lives have been despised in this way.

From the moment he received the official seal, he felt the responsibility and burden on his body, and when he really saw this scene, it seemed to be heavier than he imagined.

"This old man, it has happened, you are mourning. Where do you live? Let's send you home to rest. ”

In the face of the public, it is not appropriate to say more.

Zhou Laohan's eyes were full of tears, "I don't want to live anymore, I'm alone now, I don't have any land, I don't have a son, and I can't live anymore." You are all good people, I know, but I really don't want to live......"

Xu Jiaojiao said, "Old man, don't think so, who doesn't hesitate to die!" Take 10,000 steps back and say, your son died like this, you are his only living relative, you should also seek justice for him, right? We can help you ......"

The voice in the back is a little quieter, and I am afraid that there will be many people.

The last sentence is only enough for Zhou Laohan to hear alone.

Zhou Laohan was suspicious, looked at Xu Jiaojiao, and then looked at Liao Qing, probably thinking that this group of people was different, and inexplicably rose up with a sense of hope.

"My home is in the city's Xuezi Lane......"

Over there, Che Zhengting had already driven the carriage over, helped Zhou Laohan into the carriage, and sent him home.

The crowd of onlookers dispersed to let the carriage go.

"This team of foot merchants looked at the face, but they didn't expect it to be a warm-hearted ......"

"The people of our Hancheng don't dare to meddle so much, everyone protects themselves, I hope they can really persuade Zhou Laohan not to seek death, which can be regarded as the merit of a human life."

"I'm a little not optimistic, how can they, a businessman, beat the Yamen officials in the cold city? The official family in the world is generally black, and there is no way for us ordinary people to be bullied, so is it difficult to find the official theory? Will there be anyone in charge of the official family? ”

……

Liao Qing and the others heard these gossips, and their hearts became heavier.

These people have no confidence in the Yamen government to this point, what is the situation in Hancheng now, it seems that they have to spend some effort carefully.

Since he received the official seal and came to Hancheng, he must govern this place well, not to mention the distance, at least, he must be politically clear and the people stable, so that he can have no worries, the cold city can become better, the cold city can become better, and the border of Daxiang can be peaceful.

***

Built in a world of ice and snow, most of the houses are made of stones, plastered with mortar, simple and solid, able to withstand the howling wind and snow and cold.

Most of them are low-rise bungalows, few tall buildings, and those who can build tall houses are rich families in the city, and the status of their owners can be roughly seen from the height of the houses alone.

Zhou Laohan took Liao Qing and his party back to his home.

Zhou Laohan's home is in a courtyard made of stone, which is not big, and the stone walls are a little mottled and dilapidated.

After entering the courtyard, Liao Qing and others found that he was not the only one living in this courtyard, but there were other two families, and the three families formed a courtyard together.

Zhou Laohan introduced that this is still a house handed down by his ancestors, and it has been there for a long time, otherwise, he would not be able to build a house now.

After entering the house, Che Zhengting closed the door and stood at the door.

Old Man Zhou rubbed his hands, "I'm slacking off you, I don't have anything to prepare here, I'll go boil some hot water first......"

"No need, don't be busy, you sit down first, and we'll ask a few words." Liao Qingdao.

Xu Jiaojiao and a few other people looked around, the furnishings in the room were extremely simple, a small wooden table, with potholes on it, and a few chairs, which looked loose, but the fat man didn't dare to sit on it.

In the kitchen, there is a cold pot and a cold stove, a water tank by the wall, a small pickling jar with some of the most common radishes, and two large cabbages on the ground.

Other than that, there is nothing.

You know, it's just over the New Year!

Even if it is their Xujia Village, a few families that are so poor that they will not look like this!

For a long time before and after the Chinese New Year, there will be any enema bacon and dried chicken and smoked duck hanging on the wall, but there are no here.

Several people were heavy-hearted, and Erya, who had always been very interested, saw that the situation was not good and was silent.

In this case, it is not so simple to want to boil the kettle for hot water, it takes half a day to make a fire, Zhou Laohan sat down embarrassedly, and said in his mouth, "Sluggish, sluggish......"

Liao Qing waved his hand and sat down as well.

"Uncle, when did your son enter the gambling house?"

When it came to the gambling house, Zhou Laohan was angry, "It's still a year ago, it's about mid-October, I don't know the specifics, and I don't know which one cut my son's brains to get in, my son never went to that kind of place before!" ”

"The deed is still in your hands, right?"

Zhou Laohan nodded, "It's still there, I'm just unwilling, so I didn't hand it over, but they come to the door every day to ask for it, and it's more fierce than the impermanent ghost who asks for his life, I'm a common man, where can I fight them, there's nothing left, I'll ......"

Liao Qing: "It's good to be here, take it well, don't give it to them." ”

The field is the livelihood of Zhou Laohan, without the field, what does Zhou Laohan live on? As for the gambling house saying that they have lost and belong to them, that is a matter of.

In the future, if it is proved that Zhou Laohan's son Zhou Xiaochai was deceived, then the gambling contract is a piece of waste paper, and Tian is still Zhou Laohan's.

But this is obviously biased, Ji Fu smiled: "This is not in line with your identity. ”

"Alas!"

Zhou Laohan sighed, leaned weakly on the back of the chair, and clucked the loose chair, "What if you don't give it?" Aren't they plotting just a few acres of my land! I've seen the bet, in black and white, it was indeed drawn by Xiao Chai. Besides, the gambling house is powerful, and it is said that there is the support of the master bookkeeper behind him, how can my old man afford to provoke him? Sooner or later it will have to be given to them. ”

Ji Fu looked at Liao Qing and said to Zhou Laohan: "Uncle, you know that Hancheng is going to have a new county magistrate, right?" ”

Zhou Laohan nodded, everyone knows about this, he has said it before, I don't know what this merchant is doing when he mentions this matter again?

Ji Fu said again: "Then do you know that the one in front of you is the newly appointed county master?" ”