King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 18
After reading the last sentence, Jia Yucun already understood that this corresponds to the four families.

Although there is an introduction in small print above, for him who has just arrived in Yingtian, it still cannot correspond to the reality.

Wang Cheng is good at observing words and expressions, so he explained at this moment: "Master, the four families on the front page are closely related, and if one is damaged, the other is prosperous, and the support and decoration are all taken care of..."

"Uncle Xue, whom Mr. Hu cared for, is the 'snow' of the abundant snow..."

"You said that these four families are tyrannical, but when they met the yamen of Zhenjiangwei, they also suffered from being dumb!"

It's not surprising that Jia Yucun thought this way, otherwise it would be hard to explain why Xue Pan's attitude changed drastically and he suddenly decided not to take revenge.

"This... I don't know the little one!"

Because Wang Cheng would never have imagined that the Xue family, whose pearls are like earth and gold is like iron, would worry about money now.

"Since the Xue family doesn't pursue it, can the squire's son be released?"

"The person who came from Xue's family said to let the young man of Feng's family go, but Mr. Hu didn't accept it. Instead, he tortured him to extract a confession... He must be convicted of fighting each other!"

"The servants of the Xue family were killed by people from Zhenjiang Wei?"

"Yes!" Wang Cheng nodded.

"This is interesting!" Jia Yucun picked up the teacup and took a sip of the fragrant tea.

"I've heard that the Feng family has Bo and riches. I'm afraid Mr. Hu is..."

Wang Cheng didn't say anything later, he believed that Jia Yucun understood.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and when Jia Yucun squinted his eyes and thought, Wang Cheng Zhiqu didn't speak again.

Faced with the current situation, Jia Yucun thought a lot.

In the past, he might have acted impartially and spoken out to stop Hu Jinan's illegal activities.

But after being squeezed out by his colleagues and suppressed by his superiors, and finally impeached and dismissed from office, his benevolence and righteousness dissipated.

Now, facing the lost and regained official position, he has become a slave with a black hat on his head, and justice and laws are no longer important.

Jia Yucun himself is guilty of becoming such a person, and the filthy officialdom is also responsible.

"Let him go, if something happens, he will take care of it himself!"

Sighing, Jia Yucun shook his head helplessly.

As long as the money can be made up, Jia Yucun can turn a blind eye to anything Hu Jinan does.

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Ying Tianfu, inside the prison.

In the dark corner, Feng Yuan looked haggard, staring straight at the window on the wall, that was the only place where he could see the light.

From the rich and well-clothed young master to the present wounded prisoner, it took only one day.

This day, Feng Yuan has experienced life and death, only feels that it is longer than the past few years.

Fresh clothes and angry horses, extravagant desires, and the past of idleness kept reappearing in his mind, but now when he introspects Feng Yuan, he feels that he has accomplished nothing.

If he had followed the late father's teachings and devoted himself to studying and studying, now that he has achieved fame in the exams, how could he be allowed to be fished by mermaids like he is now.

The guard had made it clear to him that if he wanted to survive, he had to take money, at least 5000 taels of silver would be enough.

This is what Hu Jin'an wanted, to make up for his shortfall.

Hu Jin'an from the Xue family can't be offended, and people from Zhenjiang Wei are also troublesome to offend. Only the Feng family has no power and power, but they have a lot of money in the village, how can Hu Jin'an let it go easily.

To Hu Jin'an's surprise, Feng Yuan didn't give in after several rounds of torture, but he forcibly carried it over.

For this reason, Hu Jin'an ordered someone to stop him from eating and drinking, and Feng Yuan has already been hungry for two meals.

At this moment, Feng Yuan was not only hurt all over his body, but also his stomach was growling with hunger.

Just at this moment, footsteps came from outside the cell, and the quiet cell was particularly ear-piercing.

Feng Yuan didn't move, he was too hungry to move, and the injuries on his body made him not want to move.

It was normal for him not to react, and the prisoners in the other cells all looked towards where they came from when they heard the movement.

After a few breaths, an officer in a brown robe appeared in the aisle, followed by two jailers, one of whom was carrying a food box.

"My lord, we are wronged..."

"I beg my lord to send a message to my family, let my daughter-in-law go to my uncle's house to borrow money, and clear up..."

"My lord, when will my verdict come down..."

Prisoners rushed to the room one after another, yelling for themselves, and the originally quiet cell instantly turned into a bustling city.

The surroundings were as noisy as the city, but this little official was unmoved, but came outside Feng Yuan's cell.

"Shut up, go back...don't dare to talk too much, don't eat tonight!"

"You need to clean up, right?"

While yelling, the jailer kept beating on the cell with water and fire sticks at the same time, scaring all the prisoners back.

After the scene became quiet, the clerk pointed to the lock on the front door, and the jailer behind him immediately took out the key and stepped forward.

As a "high-end customer", Feng Yuan has a separate cell with tables and stools.

After entering the cell, the little official found a stool to sit on, while the jailer opened the food box and brought out the food inside.

Roasted chicken stewed vegetables, fried bacon with bamboo shoots, the aroma immediately permeated, causing the prisoners around to stare straight at them, their throats throbbing continuously.

Feng Yuan was no exception, because he was really hungry.

At this moment, he could only try his best to turn his head to the side, while trying to divert his attention from other things.

"Bring him here!"

The two guards acted sloppily, and put Feng Yuan on a stool to sit down.

Seeing Feng Yuan turned sideways, bowed his head and said nothing, the little official poured a glass of water from the pot, and then pushed it in front of Feng Yuan.

"Just asking you to use a little torture, how did you end up like this?"

"Human life is at stake. If you accidentally kill him, the law of your country will not tolerate it..."

The two jailers froze for a moment, didn't you ask them to beat them?How to blame now?

When the two guards lowered their eyebrows and were being scolded, the clerk was staring at Feng Yuan, who still kept his actions just now and remained unmoved by the outside words.

After thinking for a while, the little official said again: "Feng Yuan, I'm here to help you..."

"Didn't you eat two meals? These people are really too much, I will teach them a lesson later..."

"You eat first. Your business is actually very simple. After eating, you can sign and sign, and you can go out in two days!"

Seeing that Feng Yuan was still unresponsive, the little official picked up the bowl and scooped up a bowl of soup from the jar: "Come here, have some soup first!"

However, his enthusiasm has not yet been responded to, which makes the little official a little embarrassed.

Putting down the pottery bowl, the little official said slowly: "You have also read the book, don't you understand the principle of avoiding disaster if you spend money?"

"Money is precious, but compared to your life, what is it?"

Picking up the chopsticks, he picked up a piece of pork head and put it in his mouth. The little official squinted his eyes and began to chew.

"Sweet..."

Putting down his chopsticks, the clerk continued slowly, "I checked the fish scale book this afternoon, and I know the details of your family!"

"Your Feng family is in the village. There are 130 mu of first-class paddy fields, 170 mu of second-class paddy fields, and more than [-] mu of dry land..."

"According to the current market price, if you sell these fields, you can easily collect 5000 taels of silver, and you can still have dozens of acres of land left over!"

Of course, even if there are dozens of acres of land left, the Feng family will collapse in essence, and the efforts of seven or eight generations will be in vain.

At that time, even if Feng Yuan can live on dozens of acres of land, he will face his ancestor Yuquan speechlessly, and life will be worse than death.

This is also the reason why Feng Yuan carried it to his death and did not throw away the seller's property.

It was absurd a few years ago, and now that he has ended up in this situation, he no longer wants to continue to make mistakes and become a sinner of the Feng family.

Even if he dies, the family will have a successor, and the ancestors will not lack incense and sacrifices.

"I said, you should say something!"

(End of this chapter)