"I want to mock his appearance." Song Ning and Song Yuan bit their ears.

"Zimu." Song Yuanshi said helplessly, "He will hear it." ”

Song Ning nodded: "I know, I'll say it secretly." ”

Song Yuanshi stood with his hands in his hands, speechless.

As soon as Zheng Hongshen arrived, everyone quieted down, and the people who originally did what they didn't do stood up and saluted casually.

Zheng Hongshen stopped at the last main seat and stood in front of the table, and everyone also stood in front of their own table.

"There are two major events today, one is spring ploughing, and we must dispatch manpower today, hurry up to the states and counties to inspect, and come back to report to me."

"My lord, the spring planting of the subsidy from the political envoy has not yet arrived, and the lower state capital is also empty today." An official wearing Zhizhou clothes and thinning hair on the top of his head replied, and Song Yuanshi introduced in Song Ning's ear, "This square face and big ears should be Sun Weili, a person from Wei Hui, born in Jinshi, and there are six Chinese New Year's Eve today." ”

Song Ning looked at Song Yuanshi.

"I asked a friend to inquire."

Song Ning asked, "Why didn't you tell me first?" ”

Song Yuanshi said: "This is what I want to do, if you want to know, just ask me." ”

Song Ning gave him a thumbs up.

In the same unfamiliar environment, Song Yuan Shi was able to sit down and report people's names based on their appearance and characteristics, and she was still mocking other people's looks.

She reflected.

"Spring planting hasn't arrived yet?" Zheng Hongshen shook his head, "You write a letter to urge you." ”

Sun Weili should be.

"There is a second thing," Zheng Hongshen suddenly said to a man, "Cheng Zhi, the magistrate of your torture hall is going to take office today, you can prepare." ”

Song Ning hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, "Xiaguan Song Shi'an, greet Lord Zheng and all the adults." ”

Zheng Hongshen looked at Song Ning.

Song Yuanshi gave her the self-recommendation letter he wrote yesterday, and Song Ning took it and handed it to Zheng Hongshen.

In the main hall, a pair of eyes looked at her again.

She crossed her hands all the way.

Everyone looked at her indifferently, without any expression.

"You're welcome here." Zheng Hongshen said, "However, the Jinan Mansion Torture Hall already has a substitute magistrate. ”

"Although you are here, the official can't just take away his official position, and the yamen has not had a suitable place for him recently."

"It just so happens that there are a lot of things going on in the Torture Hall, so let him help you. He is familiar with Jinan Mansion and the Torture Hall, and you can get started earlier with him. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to a medium-sized, lean man in his thirties, and said, "Cheng Zhi, greet Lord Song." ”

Because he is a left-hand official, there are also local prefects who decide their own officials. In the early years, among the buying and selling official positions, there were pushers in the ranks.

"He is the wife and brother of Lord Qiu Huazhang, who is in charge of the grain road, and he is from a different background." Song Yuan Shi said.

Song Ning accepted Cheng Zhi's salute, replied slightly, and said with a smile: "I will ask Lord Cheng to take care of it in the future." ”

"Don't dare to be, Lord Song was born as a champion, resourceful and talented, how can I use my filial piety to take care of it."

As soon as he spoke, there were snickers around him.

Who doesn't know?

Now that he is degraded here, a seven-grade left-handed greasy official, this is an unprecedented shame in the history of champions.

This is the difference between Mrs. and Mrs. Ru.

Everyone looks at the jokes, waiting for this big name, how embarrassing the old son of the pavilion will be last year's champion.

Song Yuanshi frowned slightly, and was about to speak, when he heard Song Ning looking at Cheng Zhidao: "Sure enough, the folk customs are simple and direct, and I am jealous that others say it so directly." ”

"I'm jealous of you, too." Song Ning pointed at Cheng Zhi.

Cheng Yi was stunned, and sneered angrily: "My lord said that I am laughing, I am just filial piety, how can you be jealous." ”

Song Ning said: "I am jealous that you are thick-skinned, and I know that you are not as good as me, but you still speak sourly." ”

"You!" Cheng Zhi's face was flushed, and he was angry and wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Song Ning, "Don't say it, we will be colleagues in the future, and it hurts our feelings to talk too much." ”

It was quiet all around, and everyone's faces were very strange.

He was actually worried that Song Ning would suffer a loss, and Song Yuan laughed, he was really worried.

Zheng Hongshen's thin eyes glanced at Song Ning, waved his hand and the mud, and said, "That's right, in the future, you will all take care of Lord Song." ”

"This official still has something to do, so everyone is busy."

Zheng Hongshen waved his hand, and said to Song Ning: "You sit ......" He swept his eyes, didn't find it, and asked Cheng Zhi, "What about your Lord Song's desk?" ”

"Here." Cheng Zhi pointed to a dusty table across from himself.

There was a layer of dust on the table, and there were melon seed shells, pastry foam.

"This is too unusual, I know that Lord Song is coming, why don't you hurry up and pack it up." Zheng Hongshen called two messengers to come over and help Song Ning clean up the table.

He walked out of the main hall by himself, and left.

The two servants wiped the table with great speed and swept the floor.

The main hall was very quiet, and everyone looked at Song Ning very bluntly.

If it were someone else, there would be such a cold reception and ridicule on the first day of taking office, and you would have to be sad and disappointed if you were not angry.

But look at Lord Song, don't say it's sad, I'm afraid it's better than anyone else.

Song Ning dragged the chairs of the two adults standing next to him over and sat down.

The two men looked at her dumbfounded.

"I'm new here, and I don't know how to do it, and I don't know where my torture hall is."

"The two of you will borrow us for a seat first."

The two men looked ugly, snorted twice, and said to each other, "Go and do things." ”

The two also left.

Look around again, do things, do things, go out.

Fortunately, the hookah and pai gow were collected, and the stalls were also put away after breakfast and melon seeds.

There were twenty-two tables in the whole main hall, and the fifteen or sixteen officials began to do their work.

It seems that it was just a communication event before going to work.

Everyone should do things or do things.

Song Ning looked at Cheng Zhi opposite.

Cheng Zhi had a lot of documents on his desk, he glanced at Song Ning sarcastically, and left without looking back.

I wasn't going to introduce her, and I couldn't lead the way.

Song Ning touched his nose and said to Song Yuanshi: "Shouldn't I be sarcastic about him just now?" ”

Song Yuanshi was surprised: "Do you regret it?" Will you endure his provocation one more time? ”

"It's a pity that I can't do it."

Song Yuanshi smiled: "I'll go talk to him, the strong dragon can't suppress the head snake." ”

"Don't go, save face." Song Ning said, "Let's go to the torture hall by ourselves." ”

The two men went out.

As soon as they left, everyone in the main hall had no scruples, and an official lowered his voice and said, "Why did the Holy Lord denounce him to us? When did the Holy One even take care of the position of a small magistrate? ”

Someone is unhappy for Cheng.

"I asked someone to ask, this is a failure of the negotiation and he can't stay in the capital, so the saint found a place for him." Someone is confidently authentic.

"That's to go through the motions, and after a year and a half, I have to be transferred back to find a reason."

Everyone agreed.

"Look at his hippie smiling face, the second ancestor is not a man who does things." After the official finished speaking, he looked at Qiu Huazhang, "Lord Qiu, how much do you know about this matter?" ”

Cheng Zhi is Qiu Huazhang's brother-in-law.

"After the New Year, the documents for the transfer of the new official arrived at the government office, and when you know, I also know." Qiu Huazhang said happily, "Since the Holy Lord let Lord Song come, he must have something extraordinary. ”

"Just let Cheng Zhi assist well."

"My lord, you just have a good temper, so the person who occupies the relationship between my father and China, you don't have to scruple at all, just get him a few times."

Qiu Huazhang waved his hand and said that it couldn't be like this.

Song Ning walked along the six-room corridor house.

The main hall is a place where the deputies work together, but they may also have their own authorities, such as the Torture Hall and the Terruma Office...... These officers can work in the main hall or return to their departments.

The torture hall is in the westernmost part of the sixth room, with a single door facing Beiping Road, which is the main hall where the magistrate has tried the case.

There is also a hall in the government office, which is the place where the prefect passes through the hall, and it is in the east of the government office, by Siming Road.

Song Ning stood at the door of the Torture Hall, although the door was closed, the smell of hookah and the sound of pushing pai gow were very clear, quite lively.

She pushed open the courtyard door.

The courtyard is divided into front and back yards, the front is the living and office exchanges, and the back is the study and warehouse where the case files and weapons are stored in the punishment hall.

There are four rooms in the front yard, all with closed doors.

In the middle, she spoke the loudest, and when she pushed open the door, she saw four half-hundred men wearing fast-catching robes, either squatting or sitting on a bench, around the Eight Immortals table, just on all sides, pushing pai gow.

Why do you say half a hundred men, because these four people are at least fifty years old.

The four of them stopped what they were doing and looked at the official uniform on her body.

"Lord Song?" Among them, the man facing the door put Pai Gow, "You are Lord Song sent by Beijing?" ”

Song Ning bowed his head.

The other three also came forward to salute.

"Put away the pai gow and serve tea to the adults." The person who spoke first came up and introduced himself, "The small hemp shell is called Ma Liu." At the age of eighteen, he entered the torture hall, and it has been thirty-three years so far. ”

It's all fifty-one?

"Ma Liu." Song Ning and Song Yuanshi sat down and looked at the other three again.

Each of the three introduced themselves.

The eldest is not Ma Liu, but an old boy with six in fifty, his original name refuses to say, but he doesn't say it loud enough, so Song Ning calls him Lao Tong.

followed by Yang Changgen, forty-seven. The other is named Wang Qingtong, 48 years old, but his legs and feet are inconvenient, and he said that when his right leg was chasing the thief, he broke his knee and was lame all the time.

"Only the four of you in the Torture Hall are fast arresters?" Song Yuanshi asked.

He didn't check that.

"Since three years ago, there have only been four of us left in the Torture Hall." Ma Liudao, "You can't support a family with a little money, and those who have some ability have left a long time ago." ”

Song Ning frowned: "Catching fast money elsewhere is a lot of money, why are you so sad?" ”

Although the yamen of the prefectures and counties of the Great Zhou Yamen have different processes and methods for handling cases, they are similar.

In other places, they can make money by investigating old cases and beating the drums, how can they not make money?

Moreover, there were only four old catchers who opened the door.

"It's hard to put into words, Lord Song." The old boy sighed.

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Last night, I couldn't log in to the network at home.,So I got up in the morning to update.,Half an hour late.,Sorry, sorry!!

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