Chapter 1 Cold Noodles and Cold Iron

Huang Zhixian had been standing respectfully in front of the inn for half an hour.

The county magistrate would ask to see him in front of the inn in such a low voice, and it seemed that he was turned away by others and ate a closed door, which is tantamount to a gonzo among the common people.

For a while, the people in front of the inn were surrounded by water, all wanting to see who this person who was more arrogant than the eldest lord?

Huang Zhixian knew that there were countless pairs of eyes around him who were looking at him in curiosity, and it was a great shame for a scholar like him to appear in such a large public.

But he couldn't help it, he had to ask to see the old gentleman.

for he came by command.

The one who ordered him to come was his mentor, the famous Zhejiang envoy Zhou Xin.

Zhou Xin, during the Hongwu period, served as a commentator of Dali Temple in Beijing, and was praised for being good at investigating cases and breaking prisons.

After the Battle of Jingyan, when Jinzi ascended the throne, Zhou Xin was reappointed as the supervisor of the imperial history.

He was ruthless in office, dared to speak out, never talked about human feelings, and looked at face, many officials were impeached by him one after another, and even famous ministers and virtuous ministers like Xia Yuanji were not spared because of Zhu Lian.

Most of the powerful people in the DPRK and China were very afraid of him, and he was not coerced and tempted, so everyone gave him the nickname "Cold Face and Cold Iron" to describe his uprightness and selflessness.

For a time, the legends about him in the capital were boiling, and there were many malicious slanders of people with ill intentions, describing him as fierce and vicious, so that people in the capital often used his name to scare children, and some children ran and hid as if they were afraid of ghosts and gods when they heard his name.

Now he has been released as an envoy to Zhejiang, which shows that the emperor has more trust in him.

The Ming Dynasty practiced a system of separation of powers and coexistence of three departments, with the political envoys, the commanders and the judges, in charge of the civil, military, and judicial supervision affairs of a province, independent of each other and with mutual checks and balances.

The Zhejiang Inspector is the highest official of the Inspectorate of Zhejiang Province.

This Huang County Commander, when he was studying in his early years, once worshiped under Zhou Xinmen, and was considered a student of Zhou Xin.

Now that the teacher is the top boss, and he has inspected the territory of the county, of course, he must be warmly received, talk about the feelings of his disciples and the righteousness of his subordinates.

Unexpectedly, this teacher, who is known as the "cold face and cold iron", did not discuss the old days when he arrived at the county office, and did not appreciate the prepared reception, but directly retrieved the case files in the county recently and began the work of review and verification.

Speaking of which, this Huangxian Commander is usually diligent in government affairs, especially because he is a disciple of Zhou Xin, he is more attentive to the investigation and prison breaking, and memorizes a copy of Song Ci's "Collection of Grievances" in the Song Dynasty.

Although he didn't dare to claim why "Qingtian is alive", he was confident that there was no such thing as bending and beating into a trick, everything was based on evidence, and there would be no unjust, false and wrongful cases.

However, this mentor was particularly interested in a recent case of planting false accusations, and repeated inquiries made Huang Xianling feel uneasy, for fear that he had made something omission in this case.

In the end, Zhou Xin did not point out any doubts in this case, but told himself that in this inn in the county, there lived an old man surnamed Cheng, and he had to invite him to meet Zhou Xin at the county government no matter what.

Huang Xian Ling muttered in his heart, to say that this mentor Lord Zhou is really powerful, and he even knows that he is an old man who lives in an inn in his county.

It turned out to be at the inn

When asked, there is really such an old man surnamed Cheng, and the two father and daughter just moved in yesterday.

Huang Xianling's heart was even more puzzled, could it be that this old man was familiar with his teacher? Otherwise, with such a high-ranking official as his teacher, how could a feudal official on one side know who lived in an inn in a small county town?

Huang County's attitude became more and more respectful, but unexpectedly, the old man said that he was a person who was idle and wild, and he didn't know what the county commander was, so he refused and didn't want to meet at all.

Huang Xian Ling couldn't, so he could only wait outside the door of this inn, and asked the innkeeper to repeatedly pass on the message to ask for a meeting, but this old man never let go.

At this stop, Huang Xianling stood for almost half an hour.

He has been a scholar since he was a child, and he has always been accustomed to sitting and reading, and he is even more pampered after becoming an official, how can he have stood for so long and suffered such a crime?

For a while, he only felt a sore back, and his legs were as heavy as lead, gradually numb and swollen, as if they were no longer his legs.

He looked up and saw that it was getting late, it was almost dusk, and his stomach began to growl.

Originally, he prepared a sumptuous reception banquet for his mentor Zhou Xin, but unexpectedly, the mentor did not move, and started working directly, so that he didn't eat a mouthful of lunch, and stood for a long time, how could he not be hungry?

When a person is hungry and his hunger rises, his temper is not very good.

In addition, the teacher was still waiting for news from him at the county office, and Huang Xianling began to feel anxious.

He turned his head slightly and glanced at the county officials who came with him.

These catchers have always had a hot temper, and they were turned away by an old man and stood for a long time, plus they were watched by the people like monkeys, and they were already angry in their hearts.

Huang Xianling's glance was like a fuse that ignited the anger in their chests, and they suddenly became noisy like a fried pot.

"What kind of old man has such a big score? Do you want the county commander to ask the old man to ask him in front of the door several times and not show up?"

"My brothers are not so good-tempered, let's see, what kind of three heads and six arms are in this old man?"

In the midst of the noise, a few catchers pushed me and stepped into the door of the inn while making a fuss.

They wanted to forcibly "invite" Lao Langzhong out to meet.

Huang Xian Ling saw that the two leading catchers had just stepped into the door of the inn, and before he could come back to his senses, he saw two shadows flying out of the door.

looked closely, but it was the two catchers who had just stepped into the door of the inn, sitting on the street outside the door at the moment, and fell on the buttocks.

But they didn't seem to be hurt, and they jumped up all at once, and they didn't seem to be doing anything at all.

Someone dares to make a quick move?

A few catchers shouted, rolled up their sleeves and were about to rush to the inn.

At this time, a tall black man like an iron pillar suddenly appeared at the door of the inn.

This man's skin was as dark as charcoal, and his upper body was naked, revealing bulging muscles all over his body, and he didn't look like a Central Plains person at all. What's even more eye-catching is that he also has a big shiny bald head.

The black man glanced at the catchers, and his unangry and arrogant momentum frightened them back a few steps.

The black man opened his mouth and said, "If Mr. Cheng doesn't say it, you can't enter." ”

His words were very simple, as if he was afraid of saying one more superfluous word, no

But it's also very straightforward, that is, you don't want to go in.

A few catchers were not convinced, and they were shouting to rush forward, but the black man raised his hand, and he held a porcelain teacup in his hand.

Suddenly, the teacup in his hand shattered, and it was like fine sand flowing down from his fingers.

A few catchers were stunned for a moment, even if they were stupid, they could see that the big black man in front of them must have extremely high martial arts, if it weren't for the mercy of his subordinates just now, I was afraid that the two catchers who flew out would never be able to stand up again.

But just now they were still clamoring to give this big black man a little power, but now they are cowering, and in front of everyone's eyes, these fast catchers really can't hang on their faces, so their eyes are on the big man Huang Xianling who is still standing aside.

Huang Xianling only felt embarrassed in his heart, and secretly scolded these idiots, what do you do at this time?

He didn't know what to do, when suddenly a deep voice came at the right time: "Everyone, stop, Hugh is nonsense!"

Hearing this voice, Huang Xianling's heart fell to the ground like a stone, thank God, he finally came!

Looking back, a dignified man in his forties and fifties was lining up the crowd of onlookers and walking towards the inn.

This man was dressed in plain ordinary clothes, but he was extremely clean and tidy, revealing a sense of ability. He is not tall either, but he has a distinctive temperament in the crowd, which makes people see him at a glance.

This person is the mentor of Huang County Ling, Zhou Xin, the Zhejiang patrol envoy known as "Cold Face and Cold Iron"!

Zhou Xin's shouting was regarded as relieving Huang County Ling and several arresters.

He stepped forward, clenched his fist at the big black man, and said, "This brother, don't you know that Cheng Lao can be in the inn?"

His voice was not high, but it carried a kind of majesty, which made the black man involuntarily look him up and down and nodded.

Zhou Xin smiled, and his voice was as kind as possible: "I don't know if the little brother can pass a message to Cheng Lao, just say that the old people in the Dali Temple in the capital came to visit and ask for a meeting?"

As soon as these words came out, Huang Xianling behind him nodded secretly in his heart, his mentor and this arrogant old man surnamed Cheng were really old acquaintances!

The black man was stunned for a moment, and before he could reply, he heard a female voice like a silver bell from the inn, saying, "Is it Lord Zhou Xinzhou, who was famous for solving the case like a god back then?"

With the voice, a petite and good-looking young girl walked out of the inn, her eyes looked at Zhou Xin standing in front of the door with some surprise, and seemed to be surprised that the famous Lord Zhou was so unexpected.

Zhou Xin hurriedly saluted: "It was Zhou who asked to see Cheng Lao." ”

The girl suddenly smiled, beckoned to Zhou Xinyi, and said, "My father is waiting for you, please come in!"

Zhou Xinwen was overjoyed.

Seeing that the big black man in front of the door took a step back and got out of the way, Zhou Xin strode into the inn.

Huang Xian Ling behind him wanted to follow in, but as soon as he raised his foot, the big black man suddenly turned sideways and blocked in front of him, looked down at him and shook his head.

The meaning is obvious, Mr. Cheng didn't call you, you can't go in!

Huang Xianling only felt a burst of anger in his heart, but he had nothing to do, so he could only stand in front of the inn and wait.

He thought with some indignation, what kind of old man, there is such a big faction!