The official road of the farmer

The sky was dim, but the Spring Breeze Building, which was usually bustling with activity, was eerily quiet, and even the lantern at the gate was not lit.

The whole Chunfeng Building seemed to be dead silent.

The guests who came to find fun subconsciously wanted to enter the Spring Breeze Tower, but when they saw the imposing guards with knives guarding the door, they refrained from the idea of ​​going in, didn't dare to look at it, and left the place in a hurry with their heads down.

Not long after, there were very few pedestrians on the street in front of the Chunfeng Building.

Ming Fulai has already found a place to live, and is waiting at the door for Second Master to come out.

Not long after, Ming Pengkun, surrounded by his subordinates, walked out of the building and stood at the door. Ming Fulai said earnestly, "Second Master, the little one has already found a good place to live. Are you moving now?"

Ming Fulai lived up to expectations, and found the largest and most beautiful manor in the county in just a few hours. Under the threat of Mingwei's sword, he forcibly drove out the owner's house, and after a little tidying up, he came to welcome the second master. go back.

After venting in the Chunfeng Building, Ming Pengkun finally felt a little better, and he was not angry when he saw these humble and simple buildings on the street.

He said lazily: "Let's go."

Ming Pengkun got into the carriage, Ming Fulai got into the carriage, and drove the horses to the destination.

The manor is located in the southeast of the county seat. It occupies a vast area, is exquisitely decorated, and the buildings with cornices are carved magnificently. In the eyes of ordinary people in Fengcheng County, it is a place that they dare not even think about in their entire lives. They dare not even raise their heads when they walk in. There is no way to land on the ground, for fear of dirtying this fairyland-like manor.

However, in the eyes of Second Master Ming, who stood at the top of the class and overlooked this dynasty since he was a child, this so-called best manor is not even as good as the place where his family's servants live. He, Second Master Ming, has never lived in such a shabby place.

But this place is no different than others, it is already the best place in the entire county, and the requirements cannot be higher, and Ming Pengkun's mood that has just improved has become cloudy again.

Ming Fu came to observe the words and demeanor, knowing that this place must not meet the second master's wishes, he hurriedly said: "Second master, you should be wronged here for a while, and tomorrow the younger ones will find someone to repair this Zhuangzi. It will take a few days for you to live in it It's so comfortable!"

Ming Pengkun raised his chin slightly and said coldly, "Lead the way."

"Second Master, please!"

Ming Fulai nodded and bowed, and respectfully welcomed Ming Pengkun into the door, followed closely by four guards behind him.

Considering that Second Master Ming needed someone to serve him, Ming Fulai did not drive everyone away, only the master's family, leaving behind some handsome servants and a few stout servants to do chores.

The dozen or so people who were left behind stood in the lobby tremblingly.

After Ming Pengkun came in, he sat directly on the upper seat, with a relaxed expression, and raised his eyes slightly.

Ming Fulai puffed up his fat belly, and glanced at him with authority, "You all listen to me, the supervisor, from now on, the second master is your master, if you dare to show any disrespect, take care of your heads!"

"Yes!" A group of servants bent down to salute in trepidation, "I have seen the second master."

Ming Fulai nodded in satisfaction, looked at the second master's face, without any displeasure, heaved a sigh of relief, and then ordered: "You, go and make a pot of good tea for the second master, and serve some good snacks, you guys Two, let the second master pinch his shoulders and legs, and do the rest!"

"Yes." The two servants who were pointed at each other looked at each other anxiously, then stepped forward in small steps, and beat the second master's legs and shoulders with fear.

Swinging away the irrelevant people, Ming Fulai humbly and courteously said: "Second Master, what else can I order?"

The force of the massage was neither light nor heavy, Ming Pengkun squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and lazily said: "You are very majestic, Ming Fulai."

Ming Fulai laughed a few times, "Isn't this thanks to you, the second master? This little one is playing tricks on others!" Ming Fulai made a few compliments jokingly, which made Ming Pengkun happy.

The magistrate of Fengcheng County has been re-elected as a Zhima official for more than 20 years, and now he is less than [-].

The county magistrate's surname is Wang Mingzhigao. He has been admitted to the Jinshi since he was in his twenties. He is full of energy and gearing up for a big fight. Unfortunately, he is a poor boy with no connections or money. He is also a bit cynical and can't please people. He can only watch helplessly as Jinshi in the same period flourishes, while he can only be wiped out by everyone.

After finally finding a job vacancy, he was happily going to take up the post. He didn't expect to see the situation here, and then he knew why he was able to compete with others for the post. Dare everyone knows the news, this place is extremely barren, so it was leaked to him.

He wanted to stand out and do a great job, but the reality hit him hard. At the beginning, he carried out a large-scale reform. However, the residents here are generally content with the status quo and their attitude is not very positive. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't achieve political achievements.

Over time, Wang Zhigao gave up, and usually dealt with such trivial matters as who steals chickens and ducks from whom in the county, and who fights with whom.

Occasionally receive some benefits from the landlord's house.

With no money and no contacts, he can only continue to hide in this barren land, no one cares about him.

With this re-election, he served as the county magistrate of Fengcheng County for 23 years.

Today he went to the county government office as usual, spending leisurely time in the back government office to escape the summer heat. When the temperature dropped at sunset, he patted his sleeves and prepared to go home.

At this time, someone stumbled and came to beat the drums and complained, saying that someone had killed someone!

This is the first time Wang Zhigao has encountered a murder case since he served as a county magistrate for 23 years. He quickly put on his official uniform and ordered the Yafu to arrest him quickly.

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for those officials to come back with bruised noses and swollen faces. Before Wang Zhigao got angry, his subordinates replied with trembling faces, that is a nobleman from Shangjing, surnamed Ming, and there are more than a dozen Lianjiazi as guards by his side. If it weren't for the fact that they were dressed in government uniforms, they probably wouldn't be able to come back.

When Wang Zhigao heard this, it’s okay?

He hurriedly beat up the person who came to complain and threw them out, then prepared generous gifts, let someone lead the way, and hurried to make amends.

That's the Ming family!

Even where the news on his side is behind, they all know how powerful the Ming family is.

Even if that person is just a remote offshoot of the Ming family, he is not something a mere county magistrate can afford to provoke.

With a trembling belly, Wang Zhigao hurriedly ran to the residence of the nobleman, the fat on his face trembling.

There was even a tinge of joy in his heart, if he could get on the big ship of the Ming family, maybe he wouldn't have to continue to hide in this ghost place, and it would be no problem to get promoted and make a fortune in the future!

This is a great opportunity!

"Sir, this is it."

Panting for breath, Wang Zhigao looked up, isn't this Landlord Huo's house?Does the nobleman have anything to do with the Huo family?

He hurriedly straightened his crooked official uniform, and instructed his subordinates: "Quick, hurry up and knock on the door."

"Yes, my lord."

Wang Zhigao was stopped outside the door and waited for a long time before someone came out condescendingly and said arrogantly, "Second Lord announces you to go in."

Wang Zhigao nodded and bowed, pinching a piece of silver with his fat short fingers and stuffing it into the hand of the passer-by, "Yes, Mr. Xie is here to pass on a message."

The person who came weighed the weight of the silver, stuffed the silver into his bosom, and said mercifully, "Let's go!"

Wang Zhigao followed with a group of subordinates.

After entering, Wang Zhigao knew that he had been thinking about it before. It turned out that the nobleman had taken a fancy to this house and it was forcibly occupied!

The visitor led Wang Zhigao and his party outside the door, went in to report, came out after a while, and said to Wang Zhigao: "Second Master summoned you to come in."

Wang Zhigao straightened his hat quickly, bowed his body and led his men in, "I'm the magistrate of Fengcheng County, Wang Zhigao, and I pay my respects to Second Master!"

There was no answer from above, but Wang Zhigao did not dare to raise his head, but bowed lower instead.

Ming Fulai first glanced at the county magistrate, then whispered, "Second Master, the county magistrate is here."

Ming Pengkun seemed to be resting with his eyes closed. Hearing Ming Fulai's words, he opened his eyes slightly and let out a breathy sound, "County magistrate?"

He straightened up and waved away the two waiters who were still massaging him.

Ming Fulai hurriedly handed Ming Pengkun a cup of moderately warm tea.

Ming Pengkun drank his tea with his head down, not paying attention to the county magistrate below.

Wang Zhigao hurriedly signaled to accept it and put out a few beautiful large boxes, and said earnestly: "Second Master, this is a small favor from the lower officials, I hope you don't dislike it."

Ming Pengkun didn't even look at it, his eyelids slightly raised, and his expression was haughty, "I heard that you want to arrest this young master?"

"Misunderstanding, Second Master, this is all a misunderstanding!" Wang Zhigao wiped his sweat and explained in repeated voices, "I have absolutely no intention of being disrespectful to you!"

"But my lord, I did kill someone." Ming Pengkun looked at Wang Zhigao as if giving alms, and smiled provocatively.

The fat on Wang Zhigao's face trembled, and he said again and again: "Kill, you should kill! Who made those troublesome people speak and act without words, and offended the nobles! The lower officials have already hit the troublesome people who maliciously disrupted the court and confused the public by [-] slaps. Drive out of the yamen, Erye, you have a large number of adults, the subordinate officials should not listen to one side, and disturb you!"

Ming Pengkun glanced up and down, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, "You're not bad, it's really a shame to be in this kind of place. When the master returns to Shangjing, he will definitely report to his father, and won't let talented people be buried."

"Thank you, Second Lord, for your love!" Wang Zhigao was extremely excited, as if he saw a bright future for him to be promoted.

Ming Fulai said at this time: "Second Master, the bedroom has been tidied up, do you want to go to rest now?"

Ming Pengkun frowned slightly.

Ming Fulai hurriedly said: "Second Master, don't worry, tomorrow I will definitely change all the unsatisfactory parts of this manor."

When Wang Zhigao heard it, he said very kindly, "Second Master, there is a small Zhuangzi that is still eye-catching. Although it is not as spacious as this place, it is more elegant. Why don't you live somewhere else temporarily during the construction here?"

After thinking for a while, Wang Zhigao said again, "Second Master, you are new here and you are not familiar with this place, why don't you let the lower officials find someone to repair it, how about it?"

Ming Fulai said from the side: "Master, the county magistrate is right."

Wang Zhigao patted his chest and repeatedly assured, "Second Master, you can rest assured that you will hand it over to the subordinates. Within half a month, you will be able to build a residence that satisfies you!"

Ming Pengkun reluctantly nodded, and raised his foot condescendingly, "Let's go."

Wang Zhigao's eyes lit up, he bowed his head and said, "Second Master, please!"

Chunfeng Building

During the daytime, it is usually the time for the Guanlou brothers to rest, but at this time, there are people coming and going, but no one speaks. Even if there are a few conversations, it is inaudible, like a frightened bird.The huge watchtower looked deserted.

A door in the backyard of the Guanlou was opened, and a brother came out holding a copper basin, turned around and closed the door before leaving softly.

In the room, the old bustard was sitting on a chair not far from the bed, sighing and looking sad.

Xiang Geer sat by the bed, wiping the sweat of the pale man on the bed with a handkerchief.

"Well, what should we do?" Brother Xiang worried.

"What else can we do?" The old bustard said angrily, "We can only swallow this bitterness back to our stomachs!"

Brother Xiang recalled the situation that day, couldn't help shivering, and fear flashed in his eyes.

It's just that no matter how unhappy they are, they can't seek justice. Who will let their lives be cheap?

Brother Xiang only hopes that those people will not come again...

"Brother Lian? Brother Lian, are you awake?" Brother Xiang suddenly saw that the person on the bed had opened his eyes, and said pleasantly, "Brother Lian, how do you feel? But where does it still hurt?"

Brother Xiang originally wanted to touch Brother Lian, but he thought that he didn't have a good skin when he applied the medicine, so he was careful not to touch it.

"Brother Lian is awake!" The bustard stood up quickly and walked over quickly, seeing that Brother Lian really opened his eyes, "Brother Lian, you are awake! Thank God! God bless you!"

Brother Lian stared blankly at the void, his eyes glazed over.

"Brother Lian, look away, I know you feel wronged, but you still have to live."

Seeing Brother Lian like this, how could the bustard not feel distressed?He wiped away his tears, and coughed lightly while covering his heart from time to time. The old bustard also suffered internal injuries from the kick two days ago, and took several medicines.

The old bustard has no husband and no children all his life, and the brothers in the building are treated by his own children. Most of the brothers who come here are from poor families, and they will be sold if they can't survive. The place of shelter is usually not deducted, and the money earned from benefactors is only three to seven cents. When the buddies save enough money, whether they want to redeem themselves or do anything, it is up to them.

Brother Lian is a young beggar picked up by the old bustard, and just in time to learn the art of playing the piano, he wants to be a pawnbroker who does not sell himself.

The bustard also let him go.

Just wait until you save enough money to redeem yourself and change places, and you will be able to live a new life cleanly.

Who would have thought...

It's not as good as a beast!

Seeing Lian Ge'er's dilapidated body covered in bruises, the old man couldn't hold back his tears.

He tried his best to make life easier for the brother in the building, and occasionally tried his best to avoid guests with special hobbies. Who would have thought...

"Yes, Brother Lian, there is no obstacle in the world that cannot be passed, the matter has come to this..." Brother Xiang carefully explained, "Being alive is better than anything..."

Brother Lian's eyes were dull, and he didn't know if he had listened. When the two of them were almost dry, he said the first sentence in a hoarse voice——

"Little...little six? Where's little six?"

A moment of silence.

Brother Xiang turned his back, trembling his shoulders, not daring to face Brother Lian.

Momo couldn't bear to say, "Brother Lian... You, take good care of your wounds..."

Brother Lian murmured: "I... know... I know..." With such a big wound and so much blood, how could Little Six survive...

Crystal tears rolled across the corners of his eyes, and he let out a few short whimpers.

little six...

He treats the little six sons whom he loves like his own brother...

Xiaoliuzi is a little beggar picked up by Brother Lian two years ago. The first time Liangeer met Xiaoliuzi was in a small alley in winter. His small body was purple from the cold.

Maybe it was because they felt pity for each other, Brother Lian picked him up and left him in the building as a servant. They felt like brothers, and they agreed that when Brother Lian redeemed himself in the future, he would also take Little Six away. They make a family...

"Report to the official!" Brother Lian suddenly struggled, holding the hand of the old bustard tightly with both hands, with flames burning in his eyes, "So, have you reported to the official?" The county magistrate will catch those beasts, right?They kill!Not only his little six sons, they killed two people!

"Brother Lian..." Momo sighed, with a look of pity, but couldn't bear it, "I have reported to the official... But, Brother Lian, it is useless, the person we sent to report to the official was beaten to death, I haven't woken up yet... I heard that he is a nobleman from the capital, and even the county magistrate can't afford to offend him, let alone us..."

The look in his eyes faded, and Lian Ge'er's hand hangs down weakly.

"Now even the county magistrate is trying to curry favor with them. Our fate is cheap, let alone seeking justice. Now I just ask those people not to think about our building anymore, thank God..."

The old bustard helped Lian Geer to lie down, and covered her with a thin quilt, "You should have a good rest, look away, huh?"

Brother Lian lay upright on the bed, his face ashen.

The hands under the quilt slowly clenched into fists.