Jinyi champion

Chapter 1
Open your eyes, a hazy for a while.

When the pupils were refocused, what was in front of him was not the white that he was used to seeing, but turquoise. It was as if he was leaning in someone's arms, and it was extremely warm, which made people feel at ease.

Then a drop of water fell on his face, and there was a faint sobbing sound.

Leaning in the arms of a woman? !

Zhu Hao tried his best to widen his eyes, and now he finally saw clearly.

This is a very beautiful woman with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, a soft nose and soft lips. She is not wearing the usual white coat, but a long blue-green cloth dress, which is quite weird.

He has been bedridden for a long time, and the only other person he sees on weekdays is Miss Nightingale. With Zhu Hao's optimistic and cheerful personality, he naturally wants to strike up a conversation with the nurse sister who has never met before but is dressed in an ancient style for some reason. He originally wanted to say "little girl" Sister, are you new here? Your clothes are so unique", but when the words came to his lips, he just uttered one word: "Mother..."

what's the situation?
The mouth is not controlled by the brain?

There was a sudden tingling in the head, and many pictures flooded in. It was a kind of extreme discomfort of being forcibly instilled with memories, and the personality seemed to be split.

What was imposed was fragments of memory, and he suddenly realized that I was the intruder when he was in pain.

"Xiaohao, are you okay? You scared my mother to death!"

The woman hugged him even tighter, and a feeling of suffocation came. He wanted to push away, but found that there was nothing he could do.

Own……

Thin arms and legs.

Where is the old body that I have used for more than [-] years?
What a child!

Could it be that the person in front of me is my mother?
A deep affection surged into his heart, and Zhu Hao felt an inexplicable dependence on the woman in front of him. It was the emotional fetters of the original owner of the body, which did not belong to him, but now his feelings are so strong and real.

Rise from the ashes? !
……

……

"I said brother and sister, isn't my nephew all right? Who else, help your mother up quickly, what does a room full of old and weak women and children look like crying?"

When a man's voice came, it sounded like a jujube stone stuck in his throat, unable to swallow it or spit it out, it was extremely ear-piercing.

Zhu Hao looked sideways...

Roe-headed mice!

Gu Pan Zixiong!

He really wanted to slap this arrogant and domineering ugly face, but Bai Nen put his little hand in front of his eyes, and finally gave up this unrealistic idea.

Second Uncle...

This is the original owner of the body's memory of the man in front of him, that is to say, the man is his father's elder brother.

As for father...

My memory is a bit fuzzy, I only vaguely remember that my mother often cried to a spirit card, and the owner of the spirit card seemed to have died in the suppression of the June [-]th rebellion, leaving an orphan and a widow.

June [-]th rebellion?

Zhu Hao searched for useful clues from the depths of his memory.

Could it be that Liu Liu and Liu Qi revolted in the Ming Dynasty?
That is what happened from the fifth year of Zhengde to the seventh year of Zhengde.

According to what my mother said sobbingly, my father passed away two years ago, so it should not be more than ten years since Zhengde.

The mother's name is unknown, but outsiders call her Zhu Niang.

In his memory, besides his mother and his legitimate son, his father also had a concubine and the daughter she gave birth to, who was the same mother and daughter who were also kneeling on the side and crying with their heads in their arms.

Both mother and aunt were in their twenties.

His name was Zhu Hao, and he was seven years old.

The half-sister, Zhu Ting, is five years old.

……

……

Try to sit up straight and take in all the surroundings.

Apart from his mother, aunt and younger sister, he is the second uncle Zhu Wanjian in his memory. The current location is a rice shop. The store is very large, at least hundreds of square meters. There are sacks of grain and miscellaneous grains, and behind the long and narrow counter on one side stands a tent in his forties.

Consciousness gradually became clear.

The accountant, surnamed Sun, was not hired by his mother or aunt, but was appointed by the grandmother to be in charge of the accounts.

Behind Zhu Wanjian, there were a few yamen servants standing, and the door of the shop was full of people watching the excitement.

"His second aunt, what's the matter?"

"I heard that the salt sold by the shop was eaten to death, and the government sent people to seize it."

The accent sounds like Southwestern Mandarin, which is popular in the central and western regions of Hubei.

Zhu Hao's heart is like a mirror.

Daming Hubei belongs to Huguang Chengxuan Political Commissioner, Huguang during the Zhengde period... that is where Wolongqian's residence is located, and the future Emperor Jiajing will live here.

Zhu Wanjian urged: "You poor men, what are you doing? Why don't you close the shop quickly? Especially those who eat dead people's salt, you must not keep it!"

Salt eats dead?

It sounds evil!

But why would it be my second uncle who brought people from the government to seal up the shop?
Zhu Hao's mother handed her son to the aunt beside her, got up and begged bitterly: "Masters, my salt has been sold for many years, and nothing has happened to me. How can I eat dead people? The victim must have eaten something else. s things."

Zhu Wanjian sneered: "It is an irrefutable fact that the salt sold in the shop eats dead people. Could it be that the government will wrong you?"

Something is strange.

Zhu Hao secretly figured that this rice shop and the yard behind it were specially rewarded by the imperial court in recognition of his deceased father's loyalty. Most of the family wanted to take it back, so they used their brains.

The current foreman of the yamen was a little hesitant: "Second master of the Zhu family, there is something wrong with the salt sold by the shop, but the victim just suffered from vomiting and diarrhea, recuperating on the couch, far from dying..."

Seeing that Zhu Wanjian's eyes were about to burst into flames, the foreman gritted his teeth: "Forget it, since there is something wrong with the salt sold by the shop, the county magistrate sent me to investigate the case, so I can't neglect official duties. The third wife of the Zhu family, offended !"

After speaking, I will come to get someone.

At this moment, Zhu Hao finally regained some strength. He broke free from his aunt's embrace, stepped forward and opened his arms, blocking in front of his mother, aunt, and younger sister.

No matter how small your body is, you must do your best.

"Is this how you bully the widows of the court's loyal ministers, the orphans and widows? What is the law of heaven?"

Zhu Hao roared almost heart-piercingly.

When these words came out, my heart suddenly opened up.

Being bedridden for a long time, the sense of powerlessness in which life is gradually withdrawn from the body is really terrible, and now he has regained the feeling of vitality.

Yacha stopped immediately.

Zhu Wanjian was furious: "Are you still afraid of a naughty boy? Arrest them and close the shop!"

Zhu Hao picked up the shoulder pole beside him: "I see who dares! If anyone dares to mess around, I will crash and die here, and let the world know that the government and the Zhu family robbed the orphans and widows of their property, and forced the loyal sons and daughters to death."

The foreman of the yamen's office was very helpless: "Brother Hao, please take care of me, I am waiting for orders, please do not hinder."

The people who watched the excitement burst into cheers.

Zhu Hao said loudly: "Since we are handling the case, how dare you ask where is the accuser? Why didn't the owner come, but it was the second uncle of the family who brought you to seal up the shop? Could it be that he wants to kill relatives righteously and help others deal with the family?"

"Wow!"

As Zhu Hao's question was raised, the people's discussion became louder.

Things don't stand up to scrutiny at all.

"Boy full of nonsense... Brother and sister, is this the son you taught as a chaste woman?"

Zhu Wanjian attacked Zhu Niang.

Zhu Niang stepped forward, leaned over and hugged Zhu Hao from behind, her face full of determination: "My son is right, my concubine has never done anything illegal, the neighbors can testify."

"Yes, Zhu Niang is a good person!"

"There was a drought in Nanyang last year, and Zhu Niang opened a porridge shed outside the city to help the victims!"

"..."

The discussion became louder and louder, Zhu Wanjian saw that the matter could not be resolved, and she was furious: "There is something wrong with the salt sold in the shop, and people eat it, so what's the problem with closing the shop? The main reason for taking you to the yamen is to ask how the salt came from... Is it okay to continue to let the poisonous salt harm the neighbors?"

As soon as these words came out, the supportive voice of the crowd disappeared immediately.

Zhu Niang looked at Zhu Wanjian with pitiful eyes: "Second Uncle, your deceased husband and you are brothers and close relatives. This shop and the house behind it were given by the imperial court to support our orphans and widowed mothers. Usually, [-]% of the shop's income is sent to Your Majesty, why is there no way out for us now?"

When people heard this, there was a burst of pity.

"I heard that the third master of the Zhu family was loyal to the country. Only two years after his death, the Zhu family reached out to the orphans and widows..."

"It must be the Zhu family's conspiracy to say that there is something wrong with the salt. Otherwise, why didn't even a single complainant come today..."

"That's right. I have worked hard to run the shop, and most of the income has been given to my husband's family. Now I want to take away the shop that I rely on for survival. Is there any law?"

The emotions of the onlookers were mobilized again, and they looked at the Yamen servants and Zhu Wanjian with unkind eyes.

Compared with Zhu's family's big business and official background, the common people are more willing to stand on the side of orphans and widows.

Seeing the ferocious public opinion, the foreman of the government office could not bear the pressure: "Master Zhu Er, what do you think?"

Zhu Wanjian cursed in her heart that it was all foolishness, and immediately glared at Zhu Niang: "Who said that you will be cut off? If you go back to Zhu's house, you will starve to death... There are so many lands and houses in the family, what is missing from you?"

"I brought officials to seal up the rice shop. I didn't want to ruin the Zhu family's family style. You women and children can ignore it, but if something happens to the shop, it is the family who will be scolded! I did this for the sake of the Zhu family's reputation."

Zhu Niang said anxiously: "But the salt in the shop was bought by mortgaged the land and borrowed more than a hundred taels of silver from outside. After the seizure... how to return it?"

Zhu Wanjian sneered endlessly: "Who told you to put in so much salt at once? Something happened, did you let the government break the law? Just return the farm and house to the family, and the family will pay off your debts for you..."

See you in the picture!

But for the onlookers, they kept saying that it was for the sake of the family's reputation. Even if they had doubts, they could only misfire again.

The place was dead silent!
Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Zhu Hao suddenly pointed to the tent at the side: "Master, I clearly saw a few days ago that he sprinkled a white powder into the salt we sell, and I don't know what it is... Is it his trick?" poison?"

The accountant's surname was Sun, and he turned pale with shock when he heard that: "Young master, don't talk nonsense, what...how can it happen?"

"You still don't admit it? You asked me not to tell mother, and you gave me a few pennies to buy sorghum..."

Zhu Hao said it vividly. Before, Zhu Niang had stated that the shop sells salt not every day or two. If something happened in these few days, there must be someone playing tricks.

It doesn't matter whether the Zhu family is planning behind it or not, everyone knows in their hearts that orphans and widows have a compassionate heart, and Zhu Hao, a seven-year-old child, has said so many details, there is no room for people to listen to and believe in one side.

"It must be him!"

"This guy is a ghost, and he is not a serious person at first glance. How can a big man run into a widow's shop as a bookkeeper?"

"Yes, yes, this person must have no good intentions!"

The onlookers found the object of denunciation again.

Sun's accountant couldn't argue with anything, and hurriedly asked Zhu Wanjian for help: "Second Master, you have to make decisions for the younger one, and the younger one didn't do that."

Zhu Hao secretly sighed in his heart.

This guy didn't see the situation clearly.

Zhu Wanjian was eager to determine the nature of the poisoning of the shop. For such an insignificant person like Sun Zhangfang, who would he sacrifice if he didn't sacrifice you in the face of major events?
"Several servants have heard it. My nephew admitted that it was the accountant of his shop who poisoned the salt. Now there is no problem with closing the shop and withholding the salt?"

Zhu Wanjian lived up to Zhu Hao's expectations, and immediately hit the snake with a stick, insisting that Sun's accountant had poisoned him.

Zhu Hao glanced at Accountant Sun, who was pale with shock. This guy still didn't understand how he became an abandoned son.

The foreman of the yamen's office breathed a sigh of relief: "Since that's the case, let's seal it up."

Zhu Niang grimaced: "My lord, since the salt I was selling was poisoned by Sun's accountant, the salt stored in the warehouse should be fine..."

Zhu Wanjian sneered: "That's not sure. Whether the salt in the warehouse is poisonous can only be determined after taking people back to the Yamen for detailed interrogation... You don't want to keep the salt."

Zhu Hao frowned: "Since there is a problem with the salt, then withhold the salt, but why should the shop be closed? We are all good citizens. Since there is a problem with the salt, we are willing to destroy all the salt to prove our innocence!"

"it is good!"

The crowd booed and applauded.

Zhu Niang was very surprised: "Xiaohao, what are you talking about?"

Zhu Wanjian smiled triumphantly: "Nephew, are you crazy? The salt was confiscated by the government, and there is still a chance to get it back. If you insist on destroying it, is it because... you want to destroy the evidence?"

Zhu Hao flattened his mouth.

You guys are in cahoots with the county magistrate, and you will definitely take the salt away after entering the Yamen warehouse. Why do I still throw it out knowing that the meat buns will never return?

Zhu Hao said: "We're just trying to keep the business... All the servants, and the second uncle, there is a big pool in the backyard of my house. If you agree, we will pour all the salt in the warehouse into it, and then compensate those who get sick from eating salt." Soup and medicine fee, I wonder if this can close the case?"

"This one……"

The foreman of the yamen's office looked embarrassed, "I have to ask the county magistrate to tell me."

Zhu Wanjian smiled and said, "If you really do this, I will tell the magistrate Shen to withdraw the case."

It's not that Zhu Wanjian is magnanimous and kind. For him, what he wants is the property and house of the dead third brother, and everything he does is to serve this purpose.

Stealing the property of orphans and widows is easy to get a bad name, and the reaction of the onlookers also proved this point. Now that Zhu Hao said that he would pour the salt into the pool, how would he return the hundreds of taels of silver he owed on credit for the purchase?
If not, the property will eventually fall into the hands of Zhu's family. Who made Zhu Wanjian handle a series of procedures such as purchases and credits behind the scenes?
We just forced you to the edge of the well. It was you who insisted on jumping into the well, no wonder others fell into the well.

The foreman of the yamen's office said: "Master Zhu Er said so, then do as Brother Hao said... All the stored salt will not be left behind."

Zhu Wanjian suddenly realized something, "Pour it into your own pond, I'm afraid there is something wrong, it should be poured into the river..."

Zhu Hao said: "Second Uncle, you said that it has nothing to do with the case, but now why do you say that you can influence the magistrate's decision? The salt is poured into the river. If the salt is really poisonous, how will the neighbors in the neighborhood get water for washing and cooking? Are there fish and shrimp? Extinct? We poured it into our own pond, just because we didn’t want to affect too much. Could it be that you think we can fish out the melted salt and sell it?”

Zhu Wanjian secretly hated himself for speaking hastily. He said that the county magistrate could withdraw the case, which was obviously inconsistent with the original description.

Sure enough, the onlookers were whispering again.

Think again.

As Zhu Hao said.

These days, to turn the salt dissolved in the pond water into edible table salt, only the stove households have to fry the salt. The cost of firewood, iron pans and other tools for frying the salt cannot be afforded by a few orphans and widows.

Moreover, if the salt is poured into the pond, even if it is fried, there must be a lot of impurities. In peacetime, no one would be stupid enough to eat this kind of salt.

"it is good!"

Zhu Wanjian agreed to the proposal.

Zhu Niang pleaded: "Gentlemen, please be merciful, this is the last way for us orphans and widows..."

The foreman of the yamen's office said: "Mrs. Zhu, this is your son's proposal. If you don't agree to destroy the salt, we can only withhold the salt and seal the shop... You are a chaste woman bestowed by the imperial court. You will not starve to death if you don't do business. After giving birth to an heir, the Zhu family belongs to the Jinyiwei family, how could you let your orphans and widows live on the streets?"

This remark makes sense.

The onlookers nodded in agreement.

Zhu Niang wanted to say something, but Zhu Hao went over and pulled his mother's sleeve.

"Mother, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. Keeping the shop is the most important thing. If the shop is closed, everything will be lost. With the shop in hand, everything can be discussed in the long run."

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