win the hairpin

Chapter 69 Zhu Zhifu is very poor

Huang Wenqiu was on his back in the coffin, with a brand new face on his back, carried by eight strong men, out of the gate of Huang's house, and went to the jailer.

Tanzhou City, which had just experienced a fire, was once again a sensation.

The fresh lawsuits that can be seen without money must be loved by everyone. There is a long tail growing behind the coffin. The head of the coffin passed outside Hengyu Street, and the tails also flocked to point out the ruins here.

The head of the coffin passed by the magistrate's yamen, but the tails dared not point, so they whispered to show that they knew the important affairs of the court like the back of their hands.

The head of the coffin passed the Swallow Bridge, and the tails immediately talked about the oiran lady. There were endless anecdotes and anecdotes, as if they had once been chic in the pink tent.

When the coffin head passed by the door of Xie's house, Xie Zhou was following behind the team.

Xie Zhou didn't see Zhang Xutang on the way, so he made a decisive decision and discarded King Jin's clothes. Half of the people went to rescue, and half went to the dock to find Song Qinghui in Chenzhou, while he rushed back to the city alone.

He had to communicate with his father immediately to rebuild the bridges inside and outside the city to communicate with each other.

When he arrived, his old father had already tossed back and forth outside the fire scene twice.

The fire on Hengyu Street was extinguished, and several corpses and wounded were rescued from it. Among the wounded were Yin Xiao with a burnt back, Mrs. Song who passed out under Yin Xiao's protection, Aunt Lin with a burnt hand, and some foolish people. Yuan Yuan of silly blessing.

Now there are only these four people left in the harmonious and beautiful Song family, who have been sent by Xie Chuan to Xie's family for treatment and treatment. The rest are either dead or missing.

Standing beside Xie Chuan was Zhu Guangli who wanted to cry but had no tears.

Zhu Guangli is different from other wild magistrates. He has studied hard for ten years in Han Chuang, is proficient in coaxing his wife and beating, and has been an official for many years without any achievements.

Even sitting in this position is only his body, and the souls of the magistrate are Qian Gu Master Yuan Shaopei and Xing Ming Master Ni Peng.

The three of them formed a prefect of Tanzhou, and jointly governed Tanzhou, so that the situation was maintained neither bad nor bad, just enough for them to continue to sit in this position.

But right now, even the three of them are powerless to turn things around.

The fire was so huge that there were no tiles left in four streets, and the charred corpses were carried out one by one, and the wailing and wailing pierced into Zhu Guangli's ears. A bag of tears.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Ni Peng, one of the magistrate's souls: "What do you think about this?"

Ni Peng was also shocked. After hearing this, he hurriedly said: "The most urgent thing is to arrange for the wounded. The corpses cannot be placed here. They should all be sent to Yizhuang in the west of the city. Please ask the head of the group in the yamen to inspect them before burying them. The funeral service will comfort the spirit of the deceased in heaven, and then let the yamen servants come and check to see if there is anyone who started the fire."

"Go and do it," Zhu Guangli looked at Yuan Shaopei again, "If there is no one who started the fire, how much money would we have to spend?"

Yuan Shaopei calculated in his heart with a single eye, and occasionally pinched his fingers: "There are thirty-nine households here, and each household's financial loss compensation is enough to make a living for five years, which is one hundred and seventy-three. A total of six One thousand seven hundred and forty-seven guan, if there is reconstruction, it will be [-] guan for one household."

"Stop talking." Zhu Guangli interrupted him, pressing his hands on his heart, really heartbroken.

He remembered very clearly that last year's tax payment was only [-] guan.

"The yamen is also tinkling poorly," Ni Peng pricked his heart beside him, "with so much money, not to mention that the person who started the fire might have been burned to death, even if he is caught, he can't afford it."

Zhu Guangli couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his eyebrows in anger: "Do your job!"

After his two soul masters left, he said to Xie Chuan dejectedly: "Xie Changshi, I've made you laugh."

Xie Chuan comforted him: "It's hard to be a magistrate."

"Who says it's not?" Zhu Guangli complained bitterly, "It is said that Tanzhou has a lot of money and food, but I haven't seen a single one. Those in Guangdong, Guangxi and Zhejiang are really rich! The commander still has money to give to Concubine Zhang. Jade Guanyin is said to be taller than a human being."

He gestured with both hands up and down: "No wonder he can be the commander of Guangxi South Road, and he can handle things."

Xie Chuan has been paying attention to the situation in the fire scene. At this time, he saw another corpse brought out. The corpse was charred, but there was still a piece of beautiful jade on it.

He felt familiar, and while calmly stepped forward to check, he asked Zhu Guangli: "Then have you prepared He Yi?"

"Give it away," Zhu Guangli followed, his eyes were just for display, and he didn't see the beautiful jade under the black ash, "The imperial concubine doesn't like bronze mirrors, so I sent fifty catties of dried cat's head bamboo shoots."

Xie Chuan laughed, thinking to himself who came up with such a bad idea, this thing is useless even if you give it a thousand catties.

At the same time, he saw clearly that piece of beautiful jade—it belonged to Zhan Shizhao.

He had dealt with Zhan Shizhao by the Swallow Bridge, and he remembered some of the things he carried with him. Zhan Shizhao died here, exactly as Yin Xiao said.

After confirming that Yin Xiao was trustworthy, most of his heart dropped.

Yin Xiao's origin is unknown, he is as suspicious as the prince, the Song family suffered a sudden disaster, Du Lan is now only breathing, he can't explain the situation at that time, he has to be more careful.

"Father," Xie Zhou ran over and saluted Zhu Guangli with his hands crossed, "Mr. Zhu has worked hard."

Zhu Guangli sighed, almost bursting into tears, and waved to Xie Zhou: "There is no need to be polite."

"Auntie is looking for you," Xie Zhou held Xie Chuan, "Let my son pick you up."

Xie Chuan bid farewell to Zhu Guangli, and at the same time gave him a little advice: "You might as well go to the Transshipment Department. Part of the tax money will be used as government expenses in the state, and the rest will be sent to the history and tribute. The sending of the history has always been Along the way, since the Transshipment Department intercepted the tax money and also took care of the security patrol, how can the Transshipment Department ignore the fire now."

Zhu Guangli slapped his thigh: "That's right! Why did I forget, I'm going to ask for money!"

He couldn't stop thanking Xie Chuan, turned around and ran away.

Xie Zhou looked at Zhu Guangli's back and said in a low voice, "Father, can the transfer department really spit out money?"

It's not that Zhu Guangli has forgotten, but the entire court has forgotten it.

The tax money withheld by the transshipment department is not a catastrophe, and a tael of money is not allocated out. The money is withheld every year and is not allocated every year. Where does the money go?
Especially the state officials who disagreed with Zhang Xiangye, the transshipment department only performed the duty of supervision and never extended a helping hand.

There was heavy ice and snow on the East Hebei Road. Not only did the transshipment department fail to pay the money, but instead, he took a copy of the magistrate Liu Qixing and questioned the magistrate Liu Qixing's failure to provide disaster relief.

In the end, Liu Zhifu was forced to go to the Sihai Silver House to borrow money to help the victims.

It was King Jin who heard the news and quietly handed over a sum of money to Liu Qixing to tide him over.

The veil of the transshipment department should have been lifted a long time ago, and now it just happened to take advantage of this matter to reveal it.

Anyway, Zhu Guangli's account could not be checked, all he spent was his wife's money, and he never took a tael of silver.

(End of this chapter)