The official road of the farmer

Ye Junshu has been restless for the past two days, he can't understand the book, and his homework is a mess.Even the children at home could see the irritability in the eyebrows.

The college entrance examination is imminent. My eldest brother hasn't gone to school for several years, and he only occasionally flips through books. Compared with other candidates who have studied hard for ten years, he really has no advantage.

The children were also anxious, but they didn't dare to do more, for fear of adding pressure to the eldest brother, but they didn't let Ye Junshu get involved in trivial matters, and they were careful not to make noise when they were playing around at home, so that he could concentrate on reading.

Ye Junshu was very touched by the thoughtfulness of the children. Although he was worried about the college entrance examination, it was not this matter that bothered him at the moment.

There was something hidden in his heart, since he couldn't read the book no matter how hard he forced himself, Ye Junshu wanted to find something to divert his attention.

Walking around outside, I saw the villagers doing things, and I wanted to help, but no one would let him help.

Ye Junshu had no choice but to wander around by himself, and reached the entrance of the village without knowing it.

He stood under the willow tree, looking at the winding road leading to the outside in front of him, pondered for a long time, and finally couldn't restrain the thoughts in his heart, and stepped out.

I don't know how things are going, it has been two days, whether it is success or failure, there must be a result.

If he travels fast, he can come back before dark, so let's go and have a look...

Instead of staying at home and thinking wildly, it is better to find out for yourself.

There was no one around on the road, he was almost running behind, and when he reached the gate of the county seat, he was already slightly out of breath.

He wiped off his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief before stepping into the county seat.

The county town is peaceful and calm, and if something major happens, there should be a commotion.

Ye Junshu deliberately walked around the Ming Mansion and the county government, but the gates were closed and no one was seen.

For a moment, Ye Junshu felt anxious.

He suddenly thought of those passers-by two days ago, they were not ordinary people at first glance, they also went to the Linjiang Road, I hope they didn't make it in time...

This time he was doomed to return in vain, and in the next few days, he went there three times one after another. It was not until the ninth day that he noticed the abnormality.

The street at the gate of the county seat was deserted and there was almost no one there. The doors of big and small shops were closed, and occasionally one or two people ran past in a hurry.

"Quick, there it is!"

Ye Junshu looked at the direction they were running, and a thought flashed in his mind, finally they came!

However, he was very calm, completely free from the anxiety he felt a while ago, and he quickly walked towards the county government.

Before arriving at the place, he heard crying loudly. Ye Junshu took a closer look and saw that the gate of the county government was full of people. Almost half of the people in the county had come. gloat.

Ye Junshu yelled to excuse me, and managed to sneak into the thick human wall with great difficulty. He finally squeezed to the front, and saw dozens of adults and children in mourning and mourning. Two rows of corpses were placed on the ground. is spectacular.

Responsible for maintaining order is a group of unfamiliar officers and soldiers with iron halberds and long spears, and solemn faces.

Ye Junshu quickly scanned through, and found that the mourners were all from the county town, which meant that the people covered by the white cloth were all from the yamen, but there was not a single scumbag from the Ming family, so did Ming Er really die?

Seeing so many dead people at once, and the death of the other party has something to do with me, it is impossible to say that I don’t feel uncomfortable, are you afraid?Bearing so many lives...

He has all kinds of negative emotions, but he has no regrets.

He doesn't regret it, when the people of the county government chose to help the emperor and tortured so many innocent people, he wouldn't regret designing them into it.

People who couldn't see it earlier, and people with conscience left the Yamen one after another, and those who stayed behind have done evil. They should pay the price for their actions!

"It deserves it..."

"is not that right……"

"It's all dead, that's miserable!"

"Retribution!"

"..."

The faces of the people onlookers were all relieved. Obviously, the county magistrate and his servants have been very unpopular since last year. They have harmed the good brothers in the village and the county. The official fight, coupled with a bunch of procrastinators behind him, has caused a rebellion long ago.

Ye Junshu can probably imagine their psychology. There are many men and brothers in a family. After the bond is formed, there are still children. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. There is no need to put other brothers and children in danger for one of them. I didn’t see those who resisted. Were all of them killed or maimed?

Therefore, most of the families who have been harmed endured their grief and did not dare to speak out.

Only a family with a small population like Uncle Lei dared to go all out.

Ye Junshu didn't take care of the children in the family, so he was timid and didn't dare to resist openly?If he had been alone and had no worries, he would have stood up and fought, and at worst would have wandered around the world.

It's all human.

Hearing the almost one-sided denunciation speech, Ye Junshu's psychological burden was relieved a little, but what he wanted to know most was whether Ming Er's scourge was dead or not.

Not long after, a young man in black clothes and a middle-aged man in official uniform came out of the yamen and stood at the door. The adult stepped forward and shouted loudly to the crowd of ordinary people: "Folks! !"

The noisy voice quieted down in an instant, and the speaker continued: "The county magistrate Wang Zhigao led the yamen servants to the next county town Linjiang to suppress the bandits. Unfortunately, there were many victims. The imperial court specially ordered that all the yamen servants who died in the line of duty will be buried for a sum of money. Fei, ten taels of silver!"

Hearing this, the common people burst into an uproar, "Ten taels of silver!"

"It turned out that he died to suppress the bandits! Before he died, he did a good deed..."

"..."

The man raised his voice to be quiet several times, and Fang continued with a stern face: "Of course, the dead will not be held accountable, and the living will inevitably be held accountable. Wang Zhigao ordered the dispatch of troops without special orders, and the jurisdiction is responsible." Other incidents caused the death of many people, serious negligence of responsibility, during his reign, he brought disaster to the people in the village... He was punished for several crimes, and the merits were not worth it. From now on, Wang Zhigao was dismissed from his post for investigation, and he was detained in Beijing to await trial, and the servant Wang Dayong...etc. People beat thirty big boards hard and were exiled for three thousand miles."

While listening, Ye Junshu looked at the young man standing next to the adult who was speaking. He recognized him at a glance. He was one of the people who asked for directions that day. Why did they appear here?

For a moment, several thoughts turned in his mind, but even if those people faced him that muddy leg that day, they still had a good attitude and kindness.

Ye Junshu thought of the third young master whom he still had a clear impression of, such a handsome elder brother, he must not have been with Ming Er and his like, he was slightly relieved.

Under the support of many officers and soldiers, the family members of the deceased did not dare to make trouble, received the burial fee on the spot, carried the remains of their family members, and left one after another.

Ye Junshu turned to the notice wall to the side to look at the newly posted notice.The above content is no different from what the adult said, it is just a whole piece of classical Chinese, very formal, he read it from the beginning to the end, and there is still no mention of Ming Er.

So are people dead or not?Ye Junshu was very anxious.

"Zi Zhou?" Qin Yaoliang's voice sounded behind him, Ye Junshu turned his head, "Brother?"

"You came to see the fun too!" Qin Yaoliang saw that it was Ye Junshu, and walked forward in surprise, he said that the back looked familiar.

Ye Junshu nodded, "I just came to the county seat, so I came to see if something happened here." He glanced at the scene, and the crowd had dispersed one after another. He didn't notice that the senior brother was there when there were so many people, "You come here How long?"

"I've been here since those people came back from transporting the remains." Qin Yaoliang said, just as he sneaked out to relax today, thinking that he hadn't seen Zizhou for a long time, he wanted to go to Yejia Village to look for Zizhou, but he hadn't left the county gate yet , I met a menacing group of people.

Due to the presence of an unfriendly outsider like Master Ming, Qin Yaoliang was still wary of these strange officers and soldiers. Who would have thought to follow all the way, but what he saw was such a big event!

It turns out that Lao Wang Ba and Ming Er went out that day to suppress bandits?

Qin Yaoliang actively tried to find out about this matter, but it was a pity that this group of officers and soldiers were very tight-lipped, and no other gossip could be found except for what they told on the surface.

Ye Junshu and Qin Yaoliang exchanged messages and found that they knew no more than each other, so they stopped talking and prepared to leave together.

"There is another body that has not been claimed, let's see which one belongs to it!"

Suddenly there was a shout, and Ye Junshu glanced at it casually. There was only a corpse covered in a white cloth left in the huge open space, looking lonely, and someone with trouble stepped forward and boldly lifted the white cloth.

The raised footsteps stopped abruptly, Ye Junshu's relaxed expression slowly froze, his mind suddenly went blank, and he looked straight at the corpse covered in white cloth again.

Qin Yaoliang was walking, and noticed that the people walking in parallel suddenly fell behind, so he hurriedly turned around and walked back, "Zi Zhou, what's wrong?"

Looking in the direction of his gaze, Qin Yaoliang looked at Ye Junshu's face again, his expression suddenly became cautious, "Do you know him?"

Ye Junshu was at a loss for a moment, and then said after a while, "Maybe I misread it."

However, the footsteps walked over involuntarily.

Is he blind?Otherwise, how could it be regarded as...

Ye Junshu walked to the side of the corpse, stood there blankly for a moment, then knelt down, grabbed a corner of the white cloth with shaking hands, took a deep breath, and quickly opened it, constantly comforting himself in his heart, he must have misread it, how could it be ...

What about Uncle Lei...?

The unshaven beard that has not been groomed for a while covers most of the face, the hair is scattered, and there are clotted black blood clots on the hair that has only been groomed briefly, the eye sockets are sunken, the face is thin, and the clothes wrapped around the body are dirty Dirty and tattered, like a beggar, with an unpleasant stench all over his body.

If he hadn't seen Uncle Lei's image a while ago, Ye Junshu wouldn't have dared to recognize him.

Regret suddenly ravaged his nerves. Uncle Lei was blinded by hatred at that time. How could he let Uncle Lei go away...

At that time, he only thought that the terrain along the Linjiang Road was complicated, and if something happened, it would be convenient for Uncle Lei to escape, and no one would find him...

Ye Junshu slapped himself hard.

Qin Yaoliang was startled by Ye Junshu's sudden self-torture, he quickly grabbed Ye Junshu's hand, "Zi Zhou, what are you doing?"

He should have thought that Uncle Lei didn't want to live long ago since he was looking forward to his brother's death. There is no one he cares about in this world, and the only thing that keeps him alive is revenge...

Uncle Lei's expression is very serene, the great revenge has been avenged, so are you going to see Brother Pan...

Ye Junshu swallowed the bitterness in his mouth, blinked his watery eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, and then raised his head and said softly to Qin Yaoliang: "I know this person, he is the butcher Lei from the pork stall in the county. I used to go to his stall often Buying meat, I usually take care of an uncle of mine."

"Uh..." Qin Yaoliang patted Ye Junshu's shoulder and said heavily, "Don't be sad, people are mortal..." I don't know how to comfort him.

An officer and soldier came up, "Do you know each other?"

Ye Junshu nodded, and then told Uncle Lei's name and address. The officers and soldiers saw that Ye Junshu and the two did not seem to be cheating on the funeral expenses, so they stuffed money into Ye Junshu's hands, "Hurry up and leave."

Ye Junshu looked down at the thick bag of silver in the plain bag, and then said to Qin Yaoliang, "Brother, do me a favor."

"You said."

"Help me find the owner of the pork stall in the market, and ask him to take you to find someone to help collect Uncle Lei. The money left after the burial will be shared equally among those who come to help."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Qin Yaoliang glanced at Ye Junshu worriedly, "Is it okay if you are alone?"

Ye Junshu shook his head, his tone was normal, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Qin Yaoliang quickly ran away.

Ye Junshu calmed down. Such obvious doubts made him confused. Uncle Lei went there with the intention of assassinating him. How could he be sent back by the yamen servant who killed him as a bandit?

It was about Uncle Lei, and Ye Junshu couldn't care less about it. He asked in a pleading tone, "My lord, Uncle Lei is just a commoner, how could he be killed by bandits?"

The officers and soldiers who were questioned hesitated for a while, and before they could answer, a clear voice came from behind, "He should have been killed when he was accidentally involved in a battle between officials and bandits while passing by the Linjiang River."

"My lord." The officers and soldiers retreated after saluting.

Ye Junshu looked back, he was one of the people who asked for directions that day.

Xi Yuanyi couldn't help but sized up this farmer who didn't look like a farmer, "Who are you the dead?"

Ye Junshu replied respectfully: "Uncle Lei has no relatives now, and he takes care of him more on weekdays, and his relationship is better than that of uncle and nephew. Uncle Lei unfortunately died, and the boy should take care of the funeral for Uncle Lei... The boy is really sad in his heart. Forgive me, my lord."

Xi Yuanyi raised his eyebrows, but seeing his gloomy expression and a little depressed mind, he didn't say anything, "My condolences."

After speaking, he turned around and prepared to go back to the Yamen.

"grown ups!"

The other party turned around suspiciously, Ye Junshu opened his mouth, and finally said hoarsely: "Thank you..."

Xi Yuanyi waved his hand, "You don't need to thank me, if you want to thank me, please thank Third Young Master."

Third son?Ye Junshu's mind instantly flashed the face of the third son. He wanted to say something, but the other party had already walked a certain distance.

"Zizhou! Zizhou!"

Ye Junshu turned around, Qin Yaoliang hurried over with a group of people in the distance, he immediately left other things behind, and together with Uncle Lei's neighbors and friends, dealt with Uncle Lei's affairs...