Lu Ming

Chapter 208 Killing the King ([-])
"Huh, it's time to arrive." Song Jia took back the P229 pistol in his hand while panting heavily, and replaced it with a new magazine.

When he raised his head, there was already a mess in front of him.

Several Cheng Ding had already been frightened by the "pig essence", and ran back like crying for their father and mother, while Ding Bazong, who was kicked away, moved back on the ground holding his stomach, full of anger shouted: "Rebellion, rebellion, the pig spirit killed officials and rebelled, ring the bell, ring the bell!"

Realizing that he was being regarded as a monster, Song Jia laughed, and then took off the single-hole night vision device worn on his face.

Seeing that the pig essence took off his nose, several city men calmed down a little. The next moment, a black lacquer badge flew towards Mr. Ding: "Don't panic, everyone, this is a misunderstanding. We are the governor's yamen. Tonight I came here to arrest the imperial court's most important criminal."

After Ding received the waist card, he glanced at it roughly, and then said with an incredulous expression: "Official monster?"

Five minutes later, the still in shock, Lu Zong and his brothers had all returned to the tower.But at this moment, the tower was forced to light up several more lanterns because the "pig essence" thought it was too dark, and now the hall is much brighter.

A group of soldiers licking their lips formed a semi-circle at this time, looking at the hanging basket in front of them in embarrassment, the VIP customer Lu Da inside, and the "fuya criminal" who was searching for corpses.

In fact, in the formal official system, there is no such thing as "criminal officials" in the governor's yamen.However, the humble Zhima official Ding Bazong didn't know about this.

There is a misunderstanding about the governor.

The governors of the Ming Dynasty, except for the officers at all levels of the governor's standard battalion, had no civil servants under them.

To the imperial court, the governor itself is only a job content, not an official position.For example, in Lao Xiong’s letter of appointment, the official name on it is “Youqian Capital Censor, Governor of Fujian and other places and admiral of military affairs”, in which Youqian Capital Censor is the official, and the governor of Fujian and other places and admiral military affairs are dispatched. grade.

No matter how long Lao Xiong stays in the local area, in fact he still belongs to the central establishment in name, not the local establishment, and is only temporarily assigned to work in the local area, a bit like a working group for later generations.

Therefore, the civil servants of the governor, except for the clerks who handle documents, do not have other formal establishments.So, to be honest, Lao Xiong looks like a huge official, but he is actually a bare-bones commander—even if he is a county magistrate, the court even assigns an adjutant county magistrate.

But things still have to be done, and people still have to be found.Therefore, like Lao Xiong, it is necessary to recruit a group of staff to help with the work in the name of the individual, or temporarily requisition some alternate officials from the local area to work. Cough, the salaries of these people have to be paid by Lao Xiong with his own salary.

In fact, it was not until the Guangxu period of the late Qing Dynasty that the imperial court issued corresponding regulations, but they were still clerks recruited by the governor himself, not officials in the establishment.

Therefore, the name Song Jia and the others claimed to be "official officials in the governor's yamen punishment room" is a real fabrication: there is no six-room clerk corresponding to the six departments in Fuya.

Of course, the position can be nonsense, but the badge must be real.

In ancient times, all Zhengyin officials still had positions that needed to verify their badges. For example, the city gate guards usually kept red clay illustrated books.

Just like the comparison system of public and private seals of the Bank of later generations, including the official seals and badges of various departments, there is a ready-made edited illustrated book in the city gate building-without this book, the gatekeepers cannot distinguish between so many government seals. The authenticity of the clerical waist badge.

Therefore, the reason why Ding Basumu and his subordinates returned to the city tower to cooperate with Song Jia and the others in the autopsy was entirely because they saw the Fuya waist card for the inspection.

The scene is still very cold.

The "criminal officials" were taking out all the objects on Lu Da's body.In the empty city tower, only the voice of the "official demon" could be heard faintly at this moment—from the moment he entered the door, Comrade Zhu Jing had rushed to a dark corner by himself, muttering something to a black box.

But Ding Zuo and his brothers could not help but move two steps towards the light at this time, for fear that they would be harmed by the evil methods of the official demon.

After all the gadgets on Lu Da, the dead ghost, were found, Song Jia, who was dressed in black, finally ended the call and came out from the darkness.

Sitting on the top chair, Song Jia first looked at the mahjong-sized purple lacquer brand on Lu Da's body presented by his subordinates, and then looked at other odds and ends before nodding: "That's right, that's the person."

After saying this, he relaxed a lot at this moment.

It was too dangerous just now.Even if it was 2 minutes later, or if Lu Da was not a VIP customer, and the hanging basket didn't fall slowly, then he could only follow him down the city and chase him down with a single shot. Thinking about it is unreal, he is not 007.

"I haven't asked for advice yet. I don't know the vice master's name?" After Song Jia figured it out, she turned her face and asked Ding Bazong with a pleasant face.

"Don't dare, my surname is Ding."

"Well, Boss Ding." Song Jia nodded: "I was in a hurry just now, and I saw that the court wanted to make a crime and was about to get away, so it was a little offensive. Please don't blame Boss Ding."

"Don't dare, don't dare, it doesn't matter where it is, it doesn't matter."

Although Mr. Ding had already seen clearly that the black skin on Zhu Jing's body was actually just a black coat with a strange fabric, he still didn't dare to look at Song Jia directly. Who would dare to say that the clothes were not made from black skin? of?
"Well, then let's do the same."

When Song Jia said this, he reached out and picked up the bag of broken silver on Lu Da's body, then took out a piece, and casually threw it to a city man next to him: "Brother, please bring some clean water."

The thin Cheng Ding took the money reflexively, and after being stunned for two seconds, he grinned and ran away.Soon, the thin man brought a big bucket of water to the hall, and Song Jia and the three of them washed their bloody hands in the bucket.

The next step was simple. When Song Jia weighed the broken silver in his hand and asked, "Is there an oilcloth?", the oilcloth was brought to him.As for VIP Lu Da, the next moment he was properly packed into rice dumplings and stuffed into a hanging basket.

Seeing that everything was done smoothly, Song Jia stuffed most of the broken silver in his hands into Chief Ding's hands, and distributed the rest among the city's servants.

Seeing Mr. Ding with a good face, Song Jia smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Before dawn, some people from the standard camp will come here to clean up the situation. As for me, I will leave a subordinate here to take over, and I will not let Mr. Ding take care of you." Difficult to do, okay?"

Ding Ba always had something to say, so he could only nod his head desperately: Since the other party left someone here to hand over the corpse, of course he has half of the responsibilities and doesn't have to worry about it.Even though I got kicked tonight, what I got in exchange was a few tens of taels of silver. To be honest, I am very happy.
Ever since, Song Jia brought one of his subordinates back from the original road on the gate tower and came to the street.At this time, someone took out the single-hole night vision device from his waist bag again, and resumed his terrifying pig-spirit appearance.

First, he took a few glances at the beggars lying down on the corner of the street, and then slowly looked around. After finding nothing abnormal, Song Jia said to his subordinates: "Let's go."

While walking, he took out the walkie-talkie again: "Group C reports the position, OVER."

"Just entered the house, OVER."

"Very well, you have nothing to do tonight, rest, OVER."

Group C is Xue Haiyuan's group.

Due to the short distance, it can be arranged in advance, so Xue Haiyuan's side is much smoother than Song Jia's.When Song Jia was still firing on the city gate, Xue Haiyuan's team had already intercepted Lu Er under the gate of the well building with a fake patrol, and killed Lu Er on the spot with a P229 pistol equipped with a silencer.

When Song Jia was still arguing with President Ding, Xue Haiyuan had already thrown Lu Er's body into the dry well and was walking home.

Hearing the news that Xue Haiyuan returned smoothly, Song Jia was very pleased.As of now, most of the tasks for tonight have been successfully completed, and the next thing he has to do is the last step: Heng Guangkang.

So Song Jia adjusted the channel of the walkie-talkie again: "Group B reports the position, OVER."

"Group B is still 500 meters away from the scheduled position, OVER."

"Very well, pay attention to concealment, wait for me to join, OVER."

"Group B understands."

Song Jia, who was talking while walking, didn't even notice that among the few beggars under her feet, one was lying sideways at the entrance of the alley, shaking all over.

Bai Yu'er didn't expect to encounter such a situation tonight.

Although Bai Yu'er is young, only 19 years old, but he is already an out-and-out old Jianghu: he worked for Zheng Sancai at the age of 16, and he has seen a lot of troubles.

When Lu Da passed the first pass under the tower, Bai Yuer, who was following behind, had already found the best observation position by feeling: the alley closest to the tower, next to a few sleeping beggars.

When Lu Da walked up the city wall, Bai Yu'er, who saw everything in his eyes, actually didn't plan to stay for long.Unexpectedly, just as he was about to leave, three black figures quickly passed by him.

The moment he turned around, by the moonlight, he saw Song Jia's terrifying white fish, and he was frightened so that his whole body became cold and his hands and feet went numb.As for Song Jia, who was in a hurry, he obviously didn't notice this person who was lying halfway in the corner, no different from other beggars, so the two sides just passed by.

Generally speaking, whatever you are afraid of comes here: Bai Yuer then saw in horror that the monster ran up the tower. By this time, Bai Yuer had already understood that the monster was most likely going for Lu Da.

Then came the long wait.

After what seemed like a year, Bai Yu'er finally waited for the monster to come downstairs.

And Song Jia, who was wearing night vision goggles, was once again deceived by inertial thinking, ignoring the sleeping beggars at the entrance of the alley. ——Although he only had to bend down and take a closer look, and he could tell that the white fish in a muslin robe was by no means a beggar.

In this way, Bai Yu'er escaped the disaster of killing himself by mistake.

After a while, even though his heart was filled with fear, Bai Yu'er slowly got up and walked towards Heng Guangkang.He must report everything that happened tonight to Zheng Sancai.

(End of this chapter)