After the first assistant's wife is reborn

Chapter 55
Seeing her lady's rare panic, Siju put down the willow wooden tray in her hand, took out the milk, put it on the wide case in front of Xia Sichan, and said with relief: "Miss, my uncle has his own destiny. You can relax, Take a sip of milk and go to sleep on Ruanta, maybe, my uncle will come back after you wake up."

It is already summer, and it is the hottest time of the day and the time when it is most likely to doze off.

"No, I won't be able to sleep even if I lie down." Xia Sichan waved her hand listlessly.

This person was taken away by the yamen because of her, how can you tell her to take a nap in peace?
No matter how powerful Wei Ziqian was in the capital, he was bullied by dogs in this unfamiliar place!

In addition, this person is not tactful, if he fights with the magistrate, wouldn't he be the one who suffers?

The more Xia Sichan thought about it, the more frightened she became, and there was something wrong in her mind.

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Compared to Xia Sichan's worries in the inn, Wei Ziqian looked calm in the lobby of the magistrate's yamen.

He Lin, the evil slave, raised his hands to the official sitting on the top and arched his hands: "My lord, this person is the chief culprit who hurt my young master! I hope my lord will punish me severely!"

The officials in the hall then patted the gavel: "Who is in the hall, report your name! There are crowds fighting in the street, ignoring the law, and hurting other people's bodies. I ask you, are you guilty?"

Wei Ziqian frowned when he looked up at the official in the hall.

The officials sitting high in the hall wear fourth-grade Yunyanbuzi official robes, and their long and narrow horse faces are full of official positions.Needless to say, this person is Luo Jisheng, the magistrate of Qinzhou. Logically, why should such a small case be judged in person by a dignified magistrate?

"My lord, this statement is wrong." A male voice as heavy as gold and cold jade resounded from below the hall, Wei Ziqian snapped the sapphire folding fan closed, tapped it lightly on the palm of his left with his right hand, and replied with a frown: "Obviously It is the master of this evil slave who is robbing the women in the street, and the grass-roots are just helping each other when they see injustice. How could they turn into disregarding the law and hurting other people's bodies? My lord, red mouth and white teeth, condemn the crime, grass-roots, don't admit it!" Wei Ziqian's voice Cold as ice, completely ignoring the black face of the magistrate in the lobby shaking his beard with anger.

Luo Zhifu did not expect that a foreign businessman would be brave enough to argue with him!

Anxiously, Zhifu Luo slapped the gavel heavily on the table, his long and narrow horse face was full of coldness, and said sharply: "There are all the witnesses and evidence, but you can't help but deny it. Come on, pull it down and hit three Top ten boards!"

The veins on Luo Zhifu's forehead were exposed, and his eyes were red with anger.

I think he was just about to take a nap when he received such a case.

If you want to ignore it, the person who reported the case is a servant of Governor Wan's mansion. If you don't look at the monk's face and see the Buddha's face, you can't ignore it!

Therefore, there was a grumbling in my stomach.

Hearing the sound, Wei Ziqian lowered his eyebrows, and his tone became cold: "Hey! The prefect of Luo has a lot of authority! Is this how you usually judge cases?"

What he said, thinking that Luo Jisheng has been an official for more than ten years, he has never seen anyone talking to him in such an arrogant tone in the lobby!
Luo Zhifu, who has a smooth head, knows a truth: when things go wrong, there must be demons!
The prefect Luo who calmed down looked at Wei Ziqian again, this look, hey!
I saw that the young man in the hall was born with a dragon and a phoenix, and his eyes were full of ridicule and contempt when he looked at him from his handsome face without anger.

Looking at the servants beside him, they were cold and stern, and they were not ordinary people.

Luo Zhifu's heart skipped a beat, and he could hear with the tip of his ears that the accent of the young master in front of the hall was a Beijing dialect with correct words and round accents!

Xin said; could it be that he met a son of a Beijing official who came to Qinzhou to play?

The scenery of Qinzhou is unique, especially Qinzhou is the hometown of Emperor Xi, where Fuxi and Nuwa were born.There are also the world-famous Maijishan Grottoes and the Fuxi and Nuwa Temple, which are especially spiritual for signing.Therefore, there are a lot of foreigners who come here especially.

Besides, the Beijing official ranks three!

The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Although he is a parent official, he still has to keep a low profile when meeting Beijing officials.

Thinking of this, the long and narrow horse face was full of wrinkles, and when he was about to smooth things over for himself, He Lin, the reporter who reported the case, interjected in an arrogant manner: "Hey! Bold! Where is your turn to talk nonsense here?" Shaking his head, he scolded Wei Ziqian After finishing, he still didn't forget to point fingers at the two classes of yamen servants holding water and fire sticks: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and execute the punishment!"

Before Wei Ziqian could speak out, an angry reprimand came from above.

"Bah! Brave dog slave, how can you talk here? Get out yet!"

Luo Jisheng sternly reprimanded him, thinking that he was also an official of the imperial court, a high-ranking official.It's just for your master's sake, why do you, a dog slave, stick your nose in the face and point fingers in the official's lobby?

At first, He Lin thought that the magistrate was scolding Wei Ziqian, shaking his head, and when he was proud, he realized that he was scolding, and told him to get out!

Immediately, the self-satisfied monkey's face immediately turned into a pig liver color, and he immediately bowed his body and said cautiously: "Little one, little one, let's go, let's go..."

Although He Lin didn't wait for the magistrate to punish the surnamed Wei, he had already seen what he should see, and he went back to report to the young master, which was considered a errand.

Luo Zhifu waved his hands at the two classes of yamen servants with a headache, and when they left, he straightened his robes and walked down the hall with a smile on his face. He cupped his fists at Wei Ziqian and said politely, "Excuse me, what is your name, the guest officer? Where did you come from?" ?”

Wei Ziqian secretly despised him, but he was considered sensible.Therefore, the tone was cold and said: "My surname is Wei, and I am from the capital."

If not, people from Beijing!

Surname Wei?

The prefect of Luo was thinking fast, which aristocrats in the capital have the surname Wei?

Or how many officials surnamed Wei?

Eh?
Xu Yijian was really pulled out by him: Wei Daxun, Minister of the Ministry of Officials!

I think he and Wei Daxun were Jinshi in the same discipline at the beginning, but Wei Daxun is Tanhualang!
I can barely qualify for the palace examination.

However, he also worked with Wei Daxun in the Imperial Academy for more than half a year.

It's just that he has a good fate, and he was favored by the Princess Cong's mansion. From then on, the officials prospered.

Thinking of him, Luo Jisheng, if it wasn't for the kindness of Lord Shangshuji of the Ministry of War to know him, no matter how hard he tried, he would not be able to let him go, maybe he would still be unknown and stay in the Imperial Academy as an editor and could not stand up!
From a small seven-rank county magistrate to today's governor of a state.

But who among the local officials doesn't want to be promoted and become a Beijing official?
Luo Jisheng also has such plans.

Mr. Ji from the middle of the capital once hinted that he had grasped Wan Yi'an's handle, and that he was expected to be promoted in the future.

Luo Zhifu quickly came back to his senses, and said softly to Wei Ziqian: "Oh, it's Mr. Wei! Do you recognize Wei Daxun and Wei Shangshu?"

Is it Wei Daxun's son?Or the same tribe?

　He Lin: Please, the magistrate, severely punish the madman in front of you!

　　Prefect Luo: Get out!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)