The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 70 What should come always comes.

The sky in the twelfth lunar month is clear and high above.

The Ministry of Industry is already in a mess, and it has been frantically recruiting workers in the city recently. The Holy Dragon’s Birthday is coming, and the construction of the new altar and the sacrificial hall is still under construction. In addition, it is winter and the weather is cold, so the fortifications are progressing extremely slow.

The six ministries held several meetings and agreed for three days to prepare to hire a large number of workers.

Early this morning, two doctors from the Ministry of Industry rushed to the Chang'an County Government Yamen to meet Zheng Nian.

Zheng Nian's cooperation was needed to recruit workers, to screen the labor force of each household, to supplement the number of people needed for the next big move, and to recruit directly as temporary non-staff personnel of the Ministry of Industry with a salary of three guarantors plus two slings of money.

After the dispatch order was issued, the people who welcomed the workers lined up from the gate of the Chang'an County Yamen to the vicinity of Xinghualou.

The two adults from the Ministry of Industry explained a lot and then walked away. Zheng Nian returned to the side hall after arranging the detailed rules.

Fu Yuhuan waited outside the door, and greeted Zheng Nian when he sat down, "It's over."

Zheng Nianban lay on the rocking chair and stretched his body, "Aren't you tired on weekdays? Do you want to make one for you?"

"Standing is resting." Fu Yuhuan said, "To survive in the wilderness, there are far more dangers when lying down than when walking."

Zheng Nian didn't comment much.

"Get me one."

With a familiar voice, Zheng Nian hurriedly shook it, as expected.

Qin Feng picked out a bean-sized thing with his left hand, patted Fu Yuhuan on the side gracefully and smoothly, and asked Zheng Nian, "Your friend?"

Zheng Nian didn't point it out, but lay back on the rocking chair, "Good friend."

"Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry." Qin Feng raised his official uniform with one hand and stroked his stomach. He looked around and saw the cakes on the table, and reached out to grab them.

Fu Yuhuan backed out.

Qin Feng dragged the chair to Zheng Nian's side, and said while eating the pastry, "It tastes good, who made it?"

"Chen Xuan'er did it." Zheng Nian said, tilting his head and giving him a look, "Why are you here?"

"Go with you." Qin Feng smiled.

"where to?"

"Going to Mingchun Lake, isn't it a song, dance and poetry meeting." Qin Feng yawned.

"The second ancestor is your friend?" Zheng Nian asked.

"I haven't dealt with you before." Qin Feng murmured with a sloppy eye, and instead of following along, he asked, "Speaking of... are you really planning to go tonight?"

"Definitely go." Zheng Nian said.

Qin Feng glanced outside the house, lowered his voice, "Ready?"

"Preparing for what?" Zheng Nian asked.

"Don't tell me you don't know what Gong Yu is thinking." Qin Feng sneered, grinned, took off his shoes, and put his legs on the wooden chair.

Now that Qin Feng pointed it out, Zheng Nian didn't hide anymore, "What else? What can I do."

"To build the Temple of Good and Evil, it doesn't matter if you hide."

Qin Feng said, "No matter how courageous Gong Yu is, he would not dare to enter the emperor's mansion."

"Believe it or not, if I refuse, I will die on the street tomorrow. During the funeral, the lady will wear sackcloth and filial piety. As soon as she leaves the Temple of Good and Evil, she will be gone." Zheng Nian looked at him and grabbed a piece of pastry.

"That's much better than dying tonight, right?" Qin Feng spat on the pastry that Zheng Nian was about to eat, and under his hesitation, snatched it back and put it in his mouth.

"You mean to live an extra day?" Zheng Nian looked disgusted.

"Many people want to live another day." Qin Feng put the clean plate in Zheng Nian's hands.

Zheng Nian threw the plate back to him, "I have to find a way to survive."

"Gong Yu, the son of the Minister of Rites, robbed a woman from a good family three years ago, and killed three members of her family, father, mother, and husband in the street. He played with her all night and threw the woman's body by the street the next day." Qin Feng said.

Zheng Nian frowned.

"Two years ago, the county magistrate of Huai County in Sifang City and his family went to the capital to work and walked on the official road of Chang'an County. Just because his daughter was good-looking, Gong Yu killed the magistrate in the street and took away his mother and daughter. Two. Now the mother and daughter have arrived in Xinghualou, you can go and inquire about it."

"Is there no law in this world?" Zheng Nian was dumbfounded, his world view had been reversed.

"He is Wang Fa." Qin Feng smiled naively, "Gong Shikai is the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, and he is the third grade. He is An Wenyue's seventh righteous son Xingsan. Brother, he is Wang Fa."

Zheng Nian took a deep breath, now he seems to be hanging on the cliff, holding a small grass in his hand, and he may be doomed at any time.

"When these two cases happened, the master was the county magistrate, right?" Zheng Nian asked.

"Come on, Master Xin arrested Gong Yu, but before Gong Yu arrived in the lobby, Zhennan King had already arrived at the county government office, you know? The master's official son was given by Zhennan King." Qin Fengyao shook his head.

Zheng Nian was stunned.

When cloudiness is the norm, innocence has guilt.

This kind of world... the spectators can laugh it off, but the sitters will burn themselves in flames.

Things have happened.

"Is there a way?" Qin Feng asked.

"Yes." Zheng Nian whispered.

"Gong Yu can die, but not indiscriminately." Qin Feng said.

"I already have a rough plan." Zheng Nian said calmly with his eyes a little loose.

"I don't care what you do, let me remind you." Qin Feng said with a suppressed voice, "Do you know the current situation in the court?"

Zheng Nian nodded.

"An Wenyue has five copies, so the other five are the commoner Prime Minister Liu Zhishan." Qin Feng said, "An Wenyue originally had nine adopted sons."

"did you mean……"

"No." Qin Feng stood up and patted his hand covered with cake crumbs, "It's what you meant."

Zheng Nian suddenly laughed, "I heard a sentence once, and I think what he said was wrong, but thinking about it now..."

"What?" Qin Feng asked.

"Abiding by the law is depressing, the strong beam sings every night, hurts others to benefit oneself, rides a horse and mule, is honest and fair and starves. Repairing bridges and repairing roads, blind eyes, killing and setting fires. I went to the west to ask my Buddha, and the Buddha said..." Zheng Nian wryly smiled.

"The Buddha said..." Qin Feng thought for a moment, "What?"

"Me too."

Zheng Nian also stood up, looking at the mountains and rivers in his eyes, it seemed that his life was over, but it was rare for him to wake up.

"The person who said this may have realized or woken up." Qin Feng stood beside Zheng Nian, "I want to refute, but I have no choice but to admit that this is the truth."

"There are always people telling the truth, but if I really want to accept my fate, I really don't want to." Zheng Nian smiled wryly, "I haven't lived enough yet."

Zheng Nian raised his head and looked, the time had come, he was about to go home to pick up Chen Xuan'er, and embarked on that inevitable and unavoidable road of life.

Qin Feng watched Zheng Nian walking forward. The powerful spirit on the back came from nowhere. The strong back made him feel a little lonely and desolate. He took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and followed suit. up.

Fu Yuhuan stood in the corner with an extra long iron sword in his hand.

got windy.

Fortunately, it is going to rain.

When it rains, the moon will be dark, and the wind will be high.

……

Mingchun Lake is not in the capital city, nor in the inner city, but in the southern suburbs of the city.

At noon, a large group of people came out from the outer city with beating gongs and drums, basically they were the young masters of merchants and gentry families, or the second-generation ancestors of official families.

The sedan chair of the Ministry of Rites set off from the inner city very late.

Chen Xuan'er was in the sedan chair, while Zheng Nian and Qin Feng swayed on their horses.

"Knowing that you are going to die, you still dress up so beautifully?" Qin Feng asked.

"Not dressed up." Zheng Nian said indifferently.

"Oh..." Qin Feng sighed, "If I were Gong Yu, I would have to grab it too."

"Do you know why you have to come to Mingchun Lake?" Qin Feng asked.

"I don't know." Zheng Nian shook his head.

Qin Feng pointed to the past, "Look."

Zheng Nian suddenly realized.

Within the capital, no one dared to bring all the girls from Xinghualou to play with them, even if there were some brave ones, it was only one or two.

But now the girls from Xinghualou got off the carriage in groups and walked into the big courtyard one by one.

"Where is that courtyard?" Zheng Nian asked.

"Mingchunyuan is a place specially used for vacation and play. It was built with the money and efforts of the six departments." Qin Feng said, "It is specially for the enjoyment of high-ranking officials, and there is everything in it."

Zheng Nian was stunned.

After the carriage stopped, Zheng Nian put the veil on Chen Xuan'er, supported her, and walked in resentfully.

What should come, will always come.

(End of this chapter)