Judge of the Lamp

Ma Jishun, the acquaintance of Zhuzhou, grasped at straws at a critical juncture.

It is said that Kong Jianchen absconded in fear of crime, and everything was blamed on him.

"The humble official has ordered his officers to search for Kong Jianchen's whereabouts. Lord Hou should go to rest first, and the villain will be caught in a short time."

Ma Jishun turned to leave, but Xu Zhiqiong yelled, "Hold on, the villain will be caught, and the most important thing must be done. First cook some porridge for the refugees, and settle them back home.

Take the booklet and return all the rice grains that were looted. If someone in the family died of starvation, a pension will be issued immediately, and a memorial will be written to truthfully report the situation in Zhuzhou to the imperial court.

Do these things immediately, if you do it wrong, or if you do it too late, your head will be taken off! "

Ma Jishun got the order, and hurriedly took his subordinates to run errands. Hundreds of yamen servants were busy making a group, ordering food, cooking porridge, gathering refugees, arresting magistrates, flying up and down, all over the city.

At dawn, the magistrate Kong Jianchen opened his eyes and found himself lying under the eaves with a group of refugees.

This is Zhuyuan City!
Kong Jianchen's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to get up, he felt severe pain all over his body, turned around and fell to the ground again.

Trembling and trembling for a while, unable to get up anyway, a cloud of smoke and dust suddenly rose, and saw several government servants riding horses, shouting at the refugees: "Who has seen the magistrate Kong Jianchen?"

The refugees had never seen the magistrate at all, even if the magistrate was in front of them, they would not recognize him.

Kong Jianchen opened his mouth and shouted at the Yacha, but he couldn't make a sound.

The yacha didn't notice him either, and urged his horse to raise the dust all the way away.

Kong Jianchen's eyes were bloodshot as he watched the Yacha leave.

This group of trash, wait until the government returns to the yamen, but let you all go to jail!

From early morning to noon, a total of three groups of yamen servants came to inquire about the whereabouts of the magistrate among the refugees.

They are all veterans in the yamen, and they know that the prefect is hard to find, and if they are found, they are not easy to deal with, and they will wear out here in different ways.

Little did they know, the magistrate was right in front of them, like an earthworm, rubbing his chin on the ground, wriggling towards them.

After finally wriggling to the side of a Yacha, Kong Jianchen bumped into the Yacha's trouser leg just as he raised his head, and was kicked in the face by the Yacha.

"What the fuck, you're looking for bad luck for me!" The Yacha slapped his trouser leg, and stepped forward to kick him.

Another clerk said: "Okay, stop beating. Didn't you hear what Master Tongzhi said, that Marquis Yun won't let us beat the refugees, so hurry up and go to Master Zhifu."

"Where can I find it, that old bastard has already run out of Zhuyuan City!"

"Don't care if you find it or not, we have to get busy, you don't know how ruthless that Yunhou is!"

The yamen servants left, and Kong Jianchen was very anxious.

Yunhou is here?Arrived at the state capital?
He must know a lot!
He is a celebrity around the emperor, if he knows it, the emperor will know it too.

These things must be blamed on Ma Jishun, the magistrate, and it is only right and proper for Tongzhi to defend the magistrate.

But I'm not in the yamen now, I'm afraid that Ma Jishun will blame me for the matter.

No, even if I climb, I have to climb back to the Yamen!

I thought so, but it's really not that easy to climb. …

Kong Jianchen hasn't eaten for a long time, and he hasn't even taken a sip of water since last night.

There was a spasm in the stomach, dizziness in the head, and Kong Jianchen couldn't move.

He glanced at the drowsy refugees beside him, he knew how to deal with them.

They are not given food, drink, or sleep. Under such circumstances, most refugees cannot last long.

He never dreamed that his current situation was worse than that of a refugee. Not only did he have nothing to eat, no water to drink, but the most important thing was that he was seriously injured.

According to the current trend, he will definitely die faster than the refugees, and I'm afraid he won't last even a day.

Kong Jianchen looked around to see if there were any acquaintances around.

A young man was watching him silently in the distance.

The young man recognized Kong Jianchen, but he kept his face and left quietly.

He knew that there was a judge near Kong Jianchen.

He saw Liu Benxiang's figure on the street corner.

Moreover, binding these judges and Kong Jianchen together seemed like a great gift.

It's no problem to use this gift to change to a seventh-rank official.

The most important thing is that this credit cannot be stolen by others, and this great gift must be given to the most important person.

……

Xu Zhiqiong slept until noon in the state capital, and not long after waking up, the Yamen came to report on Tuesday: "There is a young man outside the door, saying that he knows the whereabouts of the prefect of Kong."

Xu Zhiqiong was taken aback, those judges were exposed?

Why are they so unreliable?
"Where is Kong Jianchen now?"

Biao said on Tuesday: "We asked, but the young man refused to tell."

"Why don't you say it?"

"Perhaps he was afraid that we would lose his reward, so he insisted on taking you to the prefect of Kong himself."

It's fine if you don't say anything.

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said, "Take him to the main hall."

When he came to the main hall, Xu Zhiqiong looked at the young people in the hall, and felt that his figure looked familiar.

Xu Zhiqiong remained silent, and looked at the servants beside him.

On Tuesday, Biao hurriedly shouted: "Don't you want to see Lord Hou? Lord Hou is here!"

The young man saluted immediately: "Young man Hu Qinshan, I have met Lord Hou."

Hearing this voice, Xu Zhiqiong smiled.

He knew the identity of the young man.

Xu Zhiqiong still didn't speak, just watched silently.

Tuesday Biao was very nervous, and shouted again: "Didn't you say you know where the prefect of Kong is? Tell Hou Ye quickly!"

Hu Qinshan nodded and said, "Master Hou, the prefect of Confucius is just to the west of the city. I'll take you there."

On Tuesday, Biao said angrily: "Chengxi University has gone! Master Hou is here, and you are still hesitating!"

Hu Qinshan pursed his lips and said, "It's a confidential matter, and I can only tell it to Lord Hou."

"You're a mother!" Tuesday Biao stepped forward and kicked Hu Qinshan, but was stopped by Xu Zhiqiong.

Xu Zhiqiong whispered to Tuesday Biao: "It's okay, I'll just go with him."

On Tuesday, Biao showed embarrassment: "Master Hou, do you still need to do these things yourself?"

"Kong Jianchen is the criminal, so I don't feel at ease if it's someone else."

"Then how many brothers should I take with you?"

"No need, you have been busy all night, you should rest in the Yamen."

On Tuesday, Biao didn't dare to say more, and shouted to Hu Qinshan: "Lead the way for Lord Hou!" …

Xu Zhiqiong stood up and walked in front of Hu Qinshan.

Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's figure, Hu Qinshan also felt a little familiar.

He didn't dare to think too much, and took Xu Zhiqiong out of the yamen, only to find that Xu Zhiqiong didn't bring a single yamen servant with him.

"Master Hou, you don't want to bring a few more people?"

Xu Zhiqiong smiled without saying a word, Hu Qinshan hurriedly lowered his head and said, "I blame Xiaomin for talking too much. Xiaomin doesn't want to be greedy for those bounties. Xiaomin really wants to work for Lord Hou."

Xu Zhiqiong nodded, seeming to approve of Hu Qinshan.

Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's kind expression, Hu Qinshan gained confidence and said as he walked: "Master Hou, you must not know that Kong Jianchen didn't abscond in fear of crime, but was captured by a group of wicked people, his hands and feet were broken, and he became dumb. throat, and threw it in the city."

Xu Zhiqiong raised his eyebrows, expressing his surprise.

Hu Qinshan whispered: "Master Hou, do you want to know the origins of those villains?"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded, expressing that he wanted to know very much.

Hu Qinshan said: "Master Hou, I really don't care about the two rewards, but I really want to find a chance to help you. If Master Hou thinks highly of me, he will reward me with an errand so that I can follow Hou wholeheartedly in the future." Father!"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded again, indicating that he agreed.

Hu Qinshan thanked him again and again, and when he walked to a secluded place, he looked around and said in a low voice: "Master Hou, do you know? The group of wicked people who captured them are judges and evil ways!"

Xu Zhiqiong looked surprised, as if he had heard the sensational secret, and motioned Hu Qinshan to go deeper into the alley.

Hu Qinshan hurried to the deepest part of the alley, there was no one around, and he lowered his voice to the lowest level: "The way of judges is one of the six evil sects. I know their whereabouts. As long as Lord Hou trusts me, I have a way to catch them all!"

Xu Zhiqiong looked at Hu Qinshan appreciatively, smiled for a while, and finally said: "Zheng Wuguang, I said before, your road is narrow!"

This young man was the worst judge last night.

The name of his judge is Zheng Wuguang, and the name of the mortal is Hu Qinshan.

As a mortal official, he proposed to change the sect in front of Xu Zhiqiong, and he didn't make any excuses, he just wanted to be young and change another sect.

When he went to Liangcao to arrest Kong Jianchen, this kid killed three people in total, and he was the worst record among the three ninth-rank judges.

When he came back from the granary, he was the first to slander Xu Zhiqiong behind his back.

Xu Zhiqiong endured all these things, even though he has no concentration, no courage, and no education, but after all, he is one of the few judges in Zhuzhou, and it's nothing more than a few words.

Unexpectedly, this scum actually dared to sell the Daoist sect.

As soon as he heard Xu Zhiqiong's voice, Hu Qinshan was scared out of his body.

"You, you, you are..."

Xu Zhiqiong appeared behind him and covered Hu Qinshan's mouth.

"You said that you walked around this way, but you still came to my hand, read it in the same school, I will leave you a whole body."

Xu Zhiqiong pressed Hu Qinshan's chin with one hand, pressed the top of his head with the other hand, and twisted his hands alternately.

Hu Qinshan rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and was not dead.

It shouldn't be!

When he was at the ninth rank, Wang Shijie couldn't be screwed to death, probably because of lack of strength. Now that he is at the fifth rank, how could he miss it? …

Is it a technical problem?
Xu Zhiqiong discussed with Hu Qinshan: "Be patient, I'll do it again, just once."

Hu Qinshan was speechless, Xu Zhiqiong took him for acquiescing.

After the second time, Hu Qinshan blinked.

Still not dead.

"It doesn't make sense... Otherwise, you can bear it again."

……

Tongzhi Ma Jishun was busy allocating food and repatriating the refugees, when the Yachai went up to Zhou Biao and whispered, "Someone saw the prefect of Kong in the east of the city, and Lord Hou went to look for it himself!"

Ma Jishun stared: "Why is it in the east of the city? Didn't I search for the east of the city several times?"

"Maybe the brothers missed it..."

"Fucking trash, come with me!" Ma Jishun led his men to the east of the city, and searched carefully from house to house.

Ma Jishun almost jumped out of his mind. He didn't see Xu Zhiqiong's appearance, and he didn't know if Xu Zhiqiong found the prefect.

When I was frightened, I suddenly heard Zhou Biao whispering to me.

Ma Jishun's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Have you looked carefully?"

Tuesday Biao said: "Look carefully, it is the magistrate!"

Ma Jishun stared, "Did you read it wrong?"

"Subordinates will never make a mistake!"

Ma Jishun looked at Tuesday Biao, and repeated again: "You must have read it wrong!"

Tuesday Biao blinked and stammered: "Perhaps, that, that, that, that, I really misread it, or you, my lord, go and see for yourself."

Ma Jishun followed the yachamen to a corridor and saw the dying Kong Zhifu.

Kong Zhifu opened his mouth, moved his eyes, and looked at Ma Tongzhi with distorted facial features.

He shook his head, swayed his body, and tried his best to prove his identity to Ma Jishun.

Ma Jishun looked at it for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Let's say you read it wrong, this is not the prefect of Kong, this is a refugee from nowhere."

Ya almost nodded and said, "It's when I get dazzled."

Ma Jishun sighed, "This man is really pitiful, you go and serve him a bowl of porridge."

The Yacha quickly went to serve the porridge. Ma Jishun hugged the magistrate Kong and sighed, "The common people have suffered, really suffered..."

Kong Jianchen bumped Ma Jishun's arm with his head.

Does this guy really not recognize me?

Ma Jishun looked at Kong Jianchen regretfully, his arms were slowly tightening.

Kong Jianchen remembered one thing, Ma Jishun was a military officer, and he had a killing skill.

His arms tightened tighter...

Not long after, the sergeant Sheng Porridge came back.

Ma Jishun scolded, "You bastard, why have you been here for so long?"

"Well, this porridge shed is quite far away..."

"People are gone, what's the use of bringing the porridge back?"

Kong Jianchen, who was lying in Ma Jishun's arms, opened his mouth and stared, and fell silent.

Zhang Renxia, ​​who was hiding in the dark, looked smug: "My plan to kill people with a knife is not bad."

Xu Xiaosheng wiped off his sweat: "Fucking bullshit, it was purely accidental, don't forget to take off the horns later!"