Chapter Seventy-Seven: Merit
This roar.
Successfully made the needle drop in front of the Jingzhao Mansion audible!
Everyone's eyes are fixed on the three people in the center!
Xu Yi looked around and secretly felt that the time had come.
Slightly glanced at Zhao Shou.
When Zhao Shou saw it, he was full of firepower in an instant!
Responded loudly: "Chang Shilang is pressing again and again! I'm sure I've accepted a bribe! ”
"I also keep saying that the human and physical evidence is complete!"
"It's true that I received a cash ticket! But whoever told you that if you took a silver ticket, they must have bribed me! ”
The words just fell!
Chang Shuirong roared loudly with a flushed face: "This official has already made it clear!" That's not a bribe, what else can it be! Zhao Shou! You don't want to give this official a strong argument! ”
A slave dared to yell at him.
Chang Shuirong was anxious in his heart, and his words seemed to have given Zhao Shou a certain nature.
Not to be outdone, Zhao Shou roared loudly: "Okay! Good! Good! Didn't Chang Shilang say that Zhao Shou accepted bribes! ”
"Come on! Come! Come! Today, Zhao Shou will let you see, the bribe in your mouth! ”
After the words fell, Zhao Shou walked straight to the big red cloth that had long been ignored by everyone!
Pull open the big red cloth! Revealing items obscured from a red cloth.
That item was a stone tablet half a foot high!
The top of the stele is impressively carved with five big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing - the monument of disaster relief merit!
In the middle and lower part of the Disaster Relief Merit Monument!
More than 20 names are impressively carved! Those names are the Jingzhao Mansion Soap Class, Zhuang Class, and Fast Class! The head of the three classes plus the household room, the officer's room, the ceremonial room, the workshop, the barracks, the five-room master book and the names of the canons and histories under his command!
And the amount of silver taels is clearly written below each name!
As soon as the merit monument came out, there was a stunned sound in front of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, as well as the sound of gasping!
No one could have imagined! Things have come to this point!
Zhao Shoujiang raised the red cloth in his hand and roared loudly: "Chang Shilang! Take a good look! This is the silver ticket that Zhao Shou received last night! That is, a bribe in your mouth! ”
The words fell.
Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Zhao Shou's eyes!
Facing the countless people, he burst into tears and said: "The sixth master of my family often mentioned the difficulties of the people in Guanzhong before taking over the position of Jing Zhaoyin!" Hardship for the people of the city! ”
"Sometimes the sixth master of my family still doesn't forget to talk about disaster relief in his sleep! Disaster relief! Disaster relief! ”
"The moment my sixth master received the appointment from Jingzhao Mansion! No hand dancing! Not elated! ”
"The first thing my sixth master did was to tell me! Let me count all the money in my house! ”
"After he completely took over Jingzhao Mansion, he donated his family's money as soon as possible! For the victims of the Guanzhong disaster! Do your part for the people of Chang'an City! ”
Zhao Shou paused and took several deep breaths.
He said loudly again: "The first day that the sixth master of my family took over the Jingzhao Mansion went outside the city!" Go inside the victims and see what is going on with them! ”
"The second day that the sixth master of my family took over Jingzhao Mansion! That is, yesterday! Lock yourself in the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion! The mountain of paperwork generated when dealing with the vacancy of the position of the Jingzhao Mansion! ”
"When the sixth master was dealing with the paperwork, he saw that Zhao Shou had not yet come out of the misery of the victims the day before yesterday! That's why Zhao Shou went to the city to take a walk and relax! ”
"Zhao Shou is gone! Just last night, Zhao Shou met a lot of officials from Jingzhao Mansion! ”
"Zhao Shou, who was depressed in his heart, drank with them! Maybe I drank too much alcohol! Zhao Shou told them about my sixth master's heart at the banquet! ”
"As a result, after getting drunk, those team leaders, master bookkeepers, and canons took out the silver tickets they had prepared long ago from their bosoms with serious faces.
"Drunk, Zhao Shou doesn't remember who said that, he said, Lord Jing Zhaoyin is dedicated to disaster relief, as officials, as the people of Chang'an City, how can we be indifferent to the victims."
He also said that the fifty taels of silver tickets he had prepared a long time ago, and since Lord Jing Zhaoyin now had this idea, he would hand over the silver tickets to me first, so that I could donate them together with the money of my sixth master at that time! Use it on the victims! ”
"If it weren't! Shall I take them a silver ticket? ”
The words fell.
Zhao Shou stretched out his finger and pointed to the merit monument behind him and said loudly again: "I told my sixth master about it last night!" ”
"My sixth master ordered me as soon as I woke up to order such a stone tablet!"
"I didn't understand at the time, and asked the sixth master, didn't they all say that they would do good things, and don't ask about the future? Why carve a stone stele. ”
"That's what the sixth master of my family said at the time, the sixth master said, the goose has left a voice, and the person has left a name."
"Not everyone will be able to leave their name in the history books! The officials took out fifty taels of silver. ”
"It is very likely that they have accumulated most of their life savings, and we can't let the kindness of those officials disappear in the long river of time."
"The sixth master of my family said that when the disaster recedes and the victims rebuild their homes on their former homeland, after a few years, the descendants of those former victims will come out of the officials."
"When they are about to take up their posts, they must be shown this stele, this stele is the best way to be an official!"
Zhao Shou's voice fell.
The people were dumbfounded.
The team leaders and master bookkeepers of the third class and six rooms of Jingzhao Mansion wept silently.
And not just because they can finally survive.
More because of Xu Yi's actions! Xu Yi had long expected this day! He could have returned the money to protect himself.
But he chose this way, not only saving their lives! They also left their names on the stone monument.
In their eyes, this monument of merit is not history, but it is better than history.
It's just that this stele is a monument of merit and a monument of shame to them.
But as long as they still have a shred of conscience, as long as they see this monument of merit, they will remember the evil they have done.
If they want to remove their shame and guilt, they need to use a hundredfold or a thousandfold amount of good to make up for the evil they have committed.
Isn't that a spur.
When those team leaders and chief bookkeepers couldn't cry.
Chang Shuirong felt as if he had been beaten with a stick, dizzy.
He staggered and fell to the ground.
At this time, the prejudices of the people quietly changed.
The spearhead shifted from Xu Yi's master and servant to Chang Shuirong.
It seems that the person who spat at Xu Yi's master and servant at the beginning and scolded them was not them.
"The six princes are so dedicated to the people, Chang Shilang, how are you embarrassed to frame the six princes and his servants without investigating clearly?" ”
"That's it, and the master book, hey, no, this shouldn't be a set, right?" ”
"What's wrong, in my opinion, this is a set, a set for the six princes, don't forget the previous Lord Zhou." ”
"Shhh ”
"Fart! Why can't I say it! I feel strange about Lord Zhou, and I also signed and drew on the book of all people! Look! Is what happened to the six princes now similar to what happened to Lord Zhou? ”
"Well, you seem to have some truth in that. ”
Chang Shuirong and others can arrange it, why can't Xu Yi?
The first person to mention Zhou Qiping was the leader of conscience who didn't know when he mixed into the crowd!