After reading the last sentence, Jia Yucun already understood that it corresponded to the four families.
Although there is an introduction in fine print above, for him who first arrived in Yingtian, he still couldn't correspond to the reality.
Wang Cheng is good at observing words and emotions, so he explained at this moment: "Sir, these four families on the homepage are related to each other. If one loses, the other will suffer, and the other will be prosperous. We will support and protect them all..."
"Uncle Xue, whom Mr. Hu takes care of attentively, is the 'snow' of the heavy snowfall in good years..."
"You said these four families are tyrannical, but when they met the yamen of Zhenjiang Guard, they suffered a loss!"
It's not strange for Jia Yucun to think this way, otherwise it would be difficult to explain why Xue Pan's attitude changed drastically and he suddenly decided not to take revenge.
"This... little one doesn't know!"
Just because Wang Cheng would never have thought that the Xue family, whose pearls are like earth and gold is like iron, would now worry about money.
"Since the Xue family won't pursue the case, can the squire's son be released?"
"The person who came to deliver the message from the Xue family actually said that the young man from the Feng family should be released, but Mr. Hu did not accept it. Instead, he tortured him to extract a confession... He wanted to convict him of fighting and killing each other!"
"Were the Xue family slaves killed by Zhenjiang Guards?"
"Yes!" Wang Cheng nodded.
"This is interesting!" Jia Yucun picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the fragrant tea.
"I heard that the Feng family has very little wealth. Master Hu is afraid..."
Wang Cheng didn't say the rest, he believed Jia Yucun understood.
The hall suddenly became quiet. While Jia Yucun squinted in thought, Wang Cheng knew what was going on and didn't speak again.
Faced with the current situation, Jia Yucun thought of a lot.
In the past, he might have acted impartially and spoken out to stop Hu Jinan's illegal behavior.
But after being squeezed out by his colleagues and suppressed by his superiors, and eventually impeached and removed 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. Justice and law are no longer important.
Jia Yucun himself is guilty of becoming such a person, and the dirty officialdom is also responsible.
"Let him go. If something happens, he will bear it on his own!"
Sighing, Jia Yucun shook his head helplessly.
As long as the money can be made up, Jia Yucun can turn a blind eye to whatever Hu Jinan does.
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Yingtian Mansion, inside the prison.
In the dark corner, Feng Yuan looked haggard, staring straight at the window on the wall, which was the only place where he could see light.
From a well-dressed young master to a prisoner covered in injuries, it only took one day.
In this day, Feng Yuan experienced life and death, and it felt longer than the past few years.
The past of wearing bright clothes and angry horses, being extravagant and idle, kept reappearing in his mind. Now when he reflected on himself, Feng Yuan felt that he had accomplished nothing.
If I had followed my late father's teachings and devoted myself to studying, now I am afraid that I would have been able to get a good reputation, and I would not be like this.
The officer had made it clear to him that if he wanted to survive, he had to take money, at least five thousand taels of silver was enough.
This is what Hu Jinan wants to make up for his shortcomings.
The Xue family and Hu Jin'an couldn't afford to offend him, and the people of Zhenjiang Wei couldn't afford to cause trouble. The Feng family was the only one with no power and power, but it happened to be rich in wealth in the countryside. How could Hu Jin'an let it go so easily.
To Hu Jinan's surprise, Feng Yuan did not give in despite being tortured several times, but actually managed to survive.
For this reason, Hu Jinan ordered people to stop him from eating and drinking. By now, Feng Yuan had been hungry for two meals.
At this moment, Feng Yuan was not only hurt all over his body, but his stomach was also growling with hunger.
Just at this moment, footsteps came from outside the cell, which was particularly harsh in the quiet cell.
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 to not react, and the prisoners in other cells looked towards where they came from when they heard the movement.
A few breaths later, an official wearing a brown robe appeared in the corridor, followed by two jailers, one of whom was holding a food box in his hand.
"Sir, we were wronged..."
"Please send a message to my family, asking my wife to go to my uncle's house to borrow money and clear the way..."
"My lord, when will my verdict come down..."
The prisoners rushed to the cells one after another, shouting loudly for their injustice, and the originally quiet cell suddenly turned into a bustling city.
The surroundings were as noisy as the city, but the clerk remained unmoved and came outside Feng Yuan's cell.
"Shut up, go back... If you dare to say more, don't eat tonight!"
"You need to clean up, right?"
While scolding the jailer, he kept beating on the cell with a water and fire stick, which frightened all the prisoners and pushed them back.
When the scene calmed down, the clerk pointed to the lock in front of the 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 young official found a stool and sat on it, while the jailer opened the food box and took out the food inside.
Roast chicken with stewed vegetables and stir-fried bacon with bamboo shoots. The aroma suddenly filled the air, attracting the prisoners around to stare at them with their throats surging.
Feng Yuan was no exception, just because he was too hungry.
At this moment, he could only try his best to turn his head to the side and think of other things to divert his attention.
"Bring him here!"
The two jailers quickly lifted Feng Yuan onto a stool and sat down.
Seeing Feng Yuan turning sideways, turning to the side and lowering his head without saying a word, the clerk picked up the pot and poured a glass of water, then pushed it in front of Feng Yuan.
"I just asked you to torture a little bit, why did you end up like this?"
"Human life is at stake. If you accidentally kill someone, your country's laws will not tolerate it..."
The two jailers were stunned for a moment. Wasn't this the one you asked to be beaten? How to blame now?
While the two jailers lowered their eyebrows and were being scolded, the clerk was staring at Feng Yuan, who still maintained his previous actions and remained unmoved by the outside world's words.
After thinking for a moment, the clerk said again: "Feng Yuan, I'm here to help you..."
"You haven't eaten two meals, have you? These people are really too much. I will teach them a lesson later..."
"You eat first now. Your job is actually very simple. After you finish eating, you sign and sign, and you can go out in two days!"
Seeing that Feng Yuan still didn't respond, the clerk picked up the bowl and scooped out a bowl of soup from the jar: "Come on, come on, drink some soup first!"
However, his enthusiasm has not yet been responded to, which makes the official lose face.
Putting down the pottery bowl, the clerk said slowly: "You are also educated. Don't you still understand the principle of losing money and avoiding disaster?"
"Money is precious, but compared to your life, what does it mean?"
Picking up the chopsticks, he picked up a piece of pig head meat and put it into his mouth. He chewed it with squinted eyes.
"It smells so good..."
Putting down his chopsticks, the clerk continued slowly: "I looked through the fish scale book this afternoon, and I also know the details of your family!"
"Your Feng family has 80 acres of first-class paddy fields in the countryside, 130 acres of second-class paddy fields, and more than 170 acres of dry land..."
"At today's market price, you can easily collect five thousand taels of silver by selling these fields, 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 essentially collapse, and the efforts of seven or eight generations will be in vain.
By that time, even if he, Feng Yuan, could live on dozens of acres of land, he would still face his ancestors at the foot of the spring without words, and his life would be worse than death.
This is also the reason why Feng Yuan carried it to his death and did not sell his property.
The past few years had been ridiculous, and now that he was in this situation, he was no longer willing to continue his mistakes and become a sinner of the Feng family.
Even if he dies, the family will have another branch to take over, and the ancestors will not be short of incense and sacrifices.
"I said, you should say something!"
