Wang, Wu, Xu, Cheng, Bao, Huang and others are all surnamed Xin'an and Huizhou families. ⊙, the most prominent branches of the Bao family, and their ancestors began to study imperial examinations, or traded in business to make money. For example, the children of wealthy merchants who inherited their ancestors' shameful land, did not know what indica rice tasted and what coarse cloth felt. Therefore, when he followed Wang Fulin into the simple house, he was almost fumigated by the smell coming to his face.

And this was the fourth victim of his visit. When he went to the first house, his face was stiff, but at this moment he could at least squeeze out a few sincere tears.

This is the home of Aunt Huang and Aying. The brother's body has been buried and returned, and the coffin and clothes are all good. In addition to the fifty taels of burning silver, Mr. Bao also promised to find a good marriage for Aying in the future and to choose a good child for Aunt Huang to adopt. As for whether to choose a son of the same clan or adopt a child of a different surname who is less than three years old, it all depends on the wishes of their mother and daughter. In addition, the Xin'an Association will do its best to help the county government to sue the suspect, which also calmed down the mother and daughter who were originally angry.

Seeing Wang Fulin and Master Bao bow together, Aunt Huang thought of her experience of being "invited" to the inn on Xin'an Street, she couldn't help but look at Wang Fulin for several more times. The more she looked at her, the more handsome she felt. Thinking that he was Wang Daokun's nephew, she became more and more moved. As the funeral owner who lost her son, she hurriedly asked A Ying to serve tea and water, and she followed her to serve her diligently. But seeing that this person was about to leave, she wanted to keep someone but couldn't find a good excuse, she suddenly said in her heart: "By the way, little official, since Dalang's coffin was sent back. Many people came to worship, and some people had said strange words."

The reason why Mr. Bao was convinced by Wang Fulin was not only because Wang Fulin was the nephew of the governor of Huguang, but also because he was well-informed and had heard rumors about Wang Fulin in his hometown Huizhou Prefecture. What's more, Wang Fulin directly brought over the masters around Zhou Xianzun, the magistrate of Hanyang County, and told him that the miser was planning to sue the official. With the intention of losing money and relieving disasters, he had to bite the bullet and follow people to calm people's hearts.

At this moment, he was most afraid of the big things and couldn't help but frown: "What strange things are you talking about?"

"Since it's just apart, Hankou Town has had such a big murder. Why not ask Lei Qingtian to uphold justice?"

Wang Fulin had only been here less than ten days ago. When he heard the word Lei Qingtian, his first reaction was that he had traveled through time for more than a year and had many officials dealing with him. The first time he met an official who could be called Qingtian. However, Mr. Bao'er immediately turned pale and exclaimed in surprise: "The Thunder Plague God has returned to Wuchang."

The contrast between the people calls it Qingtian, but Master Bao Er calls it the plague god.

Before Wang Fulin could react, Master Bao Er immediately stood up and said, "If the Thunder Plague God is really alarmed, he will lose his skin even if he doesn't die. It's not advisable. Let's go to the next house quickly."

Aunt Huang originally wanted to show off the news she received and keep Wang Fulin. Then she let her daughter Aying, who was wearing mourning clothes, staggered in front of this noble man. Who knew that Mr. Bao was so uneasy and pulled Wang Fulin away. She was immediately very upset. She hurriedly chased her out, as if she was giving away someone, and said in a whisper: "There are also Master Ma from Hanyang County Government who came to ask about the battle again and again. I just said I didn't know and didn't say much to him. The second master was both considerate and thoughtful, and the little official helped us solve the big problem. Of course, we all listened to the second master and the little official."

Wang Fulin was too lazy to stay here, especially when he found that under A Ying's filial piety clothes, he even applied a thin layer of mouth fat and facial fat, which made him look more and more beautiful. He was not as heartbroken as she cried before, and was worried that my mother had no place to support her, so he was even more reluctant to be involved with others.

After a few perfunctory words, he left the narrow yard and got on the carriage. Before he could ask, Mr. Bao Er said angrily: "The God of Thunder Plague had clearly heard that he had gone to Xiangyang and picked the sting who was the one who was divided into patrols. Why did he suddenly kill the little official in Wuchang? This God of Thunder Plague is amazing. Do you know how many people he, the Censor of the Inspector, took office in Huguang two years ago?"

Mr. Bao Er slapped him directly, then turned him over and said with lingering fear: "The year before yesterday, because the food stored in the reserve warehouse was insufficient, a total of more than a dozen county magistrates in Huguang were fined and even reduced. This was done by Ren Man. However, due to the Huguang disaster last year, many officials used the relief grain to trade with grain merchants. As a result, he was transferred to inspect Huguang for the second time. This time, he participated in the orders of ten courts to order seven county magistrates, two magistrates, one was divided into the road. Half of the ten people were directly dismissed, and half of them were directly robbed of stolen money, and they had to send troops to serve. But this person was promoted by Gaoge Lao."

As if he was afraid that Wang Fulin would not know that it was awesome, Master Pi Er whispered: "This time he went to Xiangyang to find trouble, Xu Xuemo, the branch tour guide, has always had the best relationship with Mr. Zhang Ge. Compared to your uncle Mr. Nanming, who was the same year as Mr. Zhang Ge, you must have a close relationship with him. Therefore, those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come."

The water in Huguang is so deep. It turns out that he was cheated by Wang Daokun again. But this time he also cheated Zhouxianzun by the way. Finally, one more person was pulled into the water.

After Wang Fulin asked, he learned that the inspector of Huguang, the two nicknames Lei Qingtian and Lei Plague God, was actually called Lei Jigu, and the one in Huguang was a legendary figure. This person was the first official, just like Shu Bangru and Huang Long, and was just a prosecutor in charge of criminal names. However, because of his extremely efficient efficiency in cleaning up backlog cases, he was selected by Gao Gong, who was keen on the beads and promoted to the inspector of the censor. Before inspecting Huguang, he had already inspected Shaanxi, and the person was "harmful" wherever people went. Even the governor and the third officer had a headache when they saw this person.

"He won't stop focusing on those big guys this time, but instead focus on businessmen like us."

Wang Fulin couldn't help but secretly exclaimed that being an official was as fierce as Lei Qingtian. This is a very famous person, but Lei Jigu was not an official who was seeking fame and reputation, but a practical man. If such a low-ranking inspector and censor would intervene this time, no one could stop him. He was secretly glad that he had not thought about suppressing him.

So he comforted Mr. Bao Er who was deeply hit, and thought for a while and said, "By the way, Mr. Er has been in Hankou for many years and is still half a local. Since he is so afraid of the Lei Shiyu, he will find someone to keep an eye on him from afar."

Seeing that Mr. Bao Er was immediately moved, he added: "It's not for anything else. What if Lei Shiyu didn't want to care about this matter, but he was urged to come."

"I'll make arrangements now." Mr. Bao Er was extremely afraid of Lei Jigu's reputation. He immediately stopped the carriage and horses. He summoned a manager and gave a few instructions. After sitting back, he clenched his fist with his right hand and gently beat his left hand. Obviously, he felt very unsure.

At this time, Wang Fulin suddenly spoke, "By the way, if that Shi Yu Lei showed signs of interfering in this case, the second master might as well start first and join hands with the victim to file a lawsuit in Hanyang County."

"Ah," Mr. Bao Er was shocked, "The little official brought Zhouxianzun's master to me. I didn't want me to give me some pensions, and the big things turned into small things."

"It was originally a double plan. Things were too big, and it was very likely that they could not be covered. Moreover, as far as I know, the fight that the Dongting Merchants Gang suddenly started was too sudden. And the Hui Gang didn't expect them to be so fierce, so he suffered a great loss and suffered heavy casualties. But why did the other party choose such an opportunity? He started so ruthlessly? The second master figured out that since he was directly attacking Xin'an Wharf. It was someone else's invasion, and we were right no matter what. If others were to make things bigger, we would make things bigger first, so that we could take the initiative."

Mr. Bao Er was stunned at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he finally nodded solemnly: "Okay, Zhouxianzun, please ask the young official to speak for me. Alas, I thought before that, until the end of this matter, maybe Mr. Nanming would have to rely on Mr. Nanming to help us Hui merchants with the friendship of his fellow villagers."

When Wang Fulin met Zhouxianzun again and mentioned Lei Jigu, he found that Mr. Bao's previous strong reaction was definitely not excessive, because Zhouxianzun, who had been acting calm in front of him, almost jumped up from the chair with a difficult movement, and even his voice trembled.

"When will the Thunder Thunder God come back? Why don't I know?"

He had never let go of Wang Fulin before. Could it be that the two masters accidentally showed their voices?

He realized that he had lost his composure, but at this time, compared to Wang Fulin's joke, he was more afraid of letting Lei Jigu catch his braid. After barely sitting down, he complained: "Lei Jigu is really good at picking bones in eggs. When I first took office, because he came to check the reserve warehouse, he urgently paid out his own pocket to add 500 stones of grain to the reserve warehouse, so he avoided the fine. Last year, I was able to provide disaster relief and did not get involved in those black-hearted grain merchants, but I was still found by Lei Jigu. Now, if he, the best person in prison, interfered, I, as a county magistrate, wouldn't be able to do it."

So, compared with this one, my bad reputation is really a witch

Wang Fulin had this very irrelevant idea in his mind, and then he bowed to Zhouxianzun with a smile: "Countyzun, this time, this time, it is a blessing or a disaster, it is impossible to hide it. If you want to cover it up, why don't the county master fight and please listen to me, after all, this is the home court of Hanyang County, if"

As he spoke, his voice became low. Zhouxianzun frowned when he heard it, and then gradually stretched out. Finally, he knocked the handrail hard and said gritting his teeth: "I have met on a narrow road. The brave ones beat me this time and I didn't do anything bad. I'm not afraid of him. The thunder and plague gods seek fault."

ps: Thank you for recommending cough medicines and recommending various things. Sweat, it is actually rare to get sick, and you will get upset when you get sick. Yesterday afternoon I attended an event, and in the evening several authors gathered together. Facing the tomato couple, Potato Yueguan Blood Red Skull, which is so white, is very happy when the audience is very happy, and then even more tragic is that the manuscript is almost exhausted. What should I do next month's author salon? Please give me a monthly ticket to comfort me. Thank you for not continuing.
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