Pan Jiachang has been very energetic these days. Since the last time that person contacted him, he thought he would have to wait at least half a year, but he didn't expect that he entered the Privy Council in just three days. It seems that he has really climbed the ladder. 'Powerful'! He was born as a royal guard. When he first joined the imperial army, he had no background or connections. He relied on his hard work and hard work to reach the position of a small commander. He originally thought that he would stay in the position of commander for the rest of his life. Unexpectedly, a pie actually fell from the sky, and it just hit me!
Perhaps it is precisely because he is alone and has nothing to do with any force that this 'powerful man' takes a fancy to him? The Privy Council - the central organization of the New Tang Dynasty's military. This is a place that many people want to squeeze in with their heads raised? Did you get in so easily?
Pan Jiachang took a sip of wine, and the hot white wine went down his throat, burning his whole body. This bottle of wine was treasured when his daughter was born. He originally wanted to wait until his daughter got married before taking it out, but now he can’t wait! To be happy in life, you must have all the fun.
so good! After entering the Privy Council, everything around me seemed to have changed. Everyone and everything became kinder and more lovely. His former colleagues respected him even more, and even his former boss greeted him with a smile. What was even more rare was that he even said that he would treat him to a banquet. And what about yourself? I don't know if it's because people feel refreshed during happy events. Pan Jiachang has been "fighting" all night these past few nights, as if his body has returned to the state when he was newlyweds, causing his wife to repeatedly shout that she doesn't want it.
'Zi Liu——'
Pan Jiachang took another sip of wine - he had been drinking wine for so many years, and it was only today that this wine had some flavor!
In fact, it was not that Pan Jiachang didn't have great ambitions when he first joined the Royal Forest Army. It was just that the years of hard work made him gradually settle down. Now, suddenly, as if a spring breeze came overnight, I seemed to be back to the age of twenty, my fighting spirit was rekindled, and the self-satisfied self appeared in front of me again.
His wife came in from outside the house with two plates of side dishes. Looking at this woman, Pan Jiachang couldn't help but fall into deep thought. His wife has been with him for so many years, and she has worked hard to give birth to his children and take care of the housework. He is still grateful in his heart, so he has kept to himself in these years and has not taken any concubines. The couple also respects each other as guests. After he was promoted We must let them live a good life for a few days!
Maybe it was because her husband was promoted, or maybe it was because of the cloudy and rainy night, but her face was glowing and she was swaying when she walked. Looking at his still charming wife, Pan Jiachang felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen. He stretched out his hand and patted his wife's plump butt, not forgetting to grab it twice with his hands.
The wife was startled by the sudden claws. She turned around and saw her husband looking at her with a wicked smile. She knew that her man was obsessed with sperm again. She couldn't help but scolded: "Damn it! Haven't you had enough trouble these days? "
Pan Jiachang's hands were still attached to her buttocks, and he kept grasping and squeezing the two fat and big buttocks.
"Get away! What should I do if my daughter sees it?" The wife was still ashamed, and she still couldn't accept her husband's act of prostitution in broad daylight. She laughed and scolded: "Don't make trouble, I'm going to cook."
The wife slapped Pan Jiachang's hand away, then twisted her waist and walked towards the kitchen.
'Zi Liu——'
Pan Jiachang took another sip of wine. At this time, his face was flushed and his body was unconsciously feeling relaxed.
'Bang bang bang——'
Suddenly, there was a heavy knock on the door, which was so strong that it might have smashed Pan's door.
"Who-"
Pan Jiachang shouted impatiently. Now he was a dignified fourth-grade official and had a high status among his neighbors. Knocking on the door so hard was simply not giving him face.
Their house is not big, and the dining place is only a dozen steps away from the door. His voice was loud, and the person who knocked on the door must have heard his question, but the person didn't seem to hear it and continued to knock on the door hard.
"Bang bang bang——"
The banging on the door did not stop, but became more intense, seeming to be irresistible and impatient.
With some drunkenness, Pan Jiachang got up and walked over to the door with a curse, thinking in his heart——
His grandma’s! Who without eyes or ears would dare to come to my house and knock on the door?
Pan Jiachang walked to the door. He took off the door bolt and was about to open the wooden door and curse, when the door was suddenly pushed open hard and pushed him to the ground along with it. A group of officers and soldiers broke through the door and pushed Pan Jiachang to the ground without any explanation. The soldiers exerted so much strength that they could not help him struggle at all. His red cheeks were now stuck to the ground and covered with dust, and he was extremely embarrassed.
Pan Jiachang's arm joints ached, and his drunkenness had long since dissipated. Seeing that the visitor was not good-natured, he shouted loudly: "I am Pan Jiachang, deputy director of the Privy Council's branch office! Which yamen are you from! How dare you come to the homes of court officials to cause trouble! Who is your boss -"
"Who are you? Do you still have the king's law!? Forced into an official's home in broad daylight!" When the wife of the Pan family saw her husband being detained, she became anxious and ran out quickly.
The leading officer lowered his body and looked at the hysterical Pan Jiachang, then opened a portrait in his hand for comparison, and then said viciously——
"Pan Jiachang? I am arresting Pan Jiachang!"
"What crime did I commit? Why did you arrest people for no reason!"
"Arresting someone for no reason? Humph! Let me tell you, you committed a crime!"
"Committed a crime? You are talking nonsense! I am a poor and honest official. How can I commit a crime if I obey the law?"
The officers and soldiers looked at Pan Jiachang's home and found that it was indeed "poor". The house was located in the middle of the Chang'an market and was even a little remote. And the Pan family is not big, and they don't even have any servants. No one believes that this is the family of a fourth-grade official.
"You're just a small guard commander, how did you get into the Privy Council? Huh! Your bribe of 10,000 taels of silver to the head of the Privy Council's 'Secretary Office' was exposed!"
bribery? When have you ever paid a bribe? Even if I wanted to pay a bribe, I wouldn’t have the money! Even if you have that kind of money, you don’t have that kind of access...
"Evidence! Do you have evidence!?" Pan Jiachang was a guard after all, so he reacted very quickly.
"Evidence? Huh, the evidence is in the Inspection Court! You wrote a letter to the head of the 'Brief Office' with your own hands! Promise him that after the completion of the matter, you will still have six thousand taels of silver and hide it in the ground of the courtyard! Someone, please take this place Dig it up for me!”
Pan Jiachang was really confused this time. His family was so big, even if someone framed him, he would always be alarmed, right? Six thousand taels of silver? How much would it take to fill a big box? Ever since he got the letter to join the Privy Council, he has become more low-key, cautious and alert in his work. He will not escape his notice if there is anything strange at home. Six thousand taels of silver? Where could he hide?
Thinking of this, Pan Jiachang was not so panicked. The surrounding neighbors had gathered around him now. If he really couldn't find the six thousand taels, he would be safer.
The officers and soldiers seemed to be well prepared. They rushed in with shovels and hoes and started digging without any explanation.
A moment of incense passed, and the officers and soldiers found nothing...
Two incense sticks of time passed, and the officers and soldiers still found nothing...
After three sticks of incense, the officers and soldiers still found nothing...
Pan Jiachang looked at the officers and soldiers coldly without saying a word. At this time, the neighbors began to talk quietly——
"Master Pan has always been an honest official, how come he has so much money..."
"Are these officers and soldiers here deliberately to cause trouble? With such a good job in the Privy Council... they must have taken someone's position..."
"Hush! Keep your voice down! How can we discuss official matters?"
...
"What's the fuss about!?"
The leading officers and soldiers shouted at the crowd, and the people watching stopped whispering. Then, he asked his men——
"Haven't you found it yet?"
"Return to me, sir! Not found!"
"stop!"
As soon as the leading officer and soldier raised his hand, the rest stopped.
Looking at the small courtyard full of holes, the officers and soldiers walked around and then looked around again. Suddenly, a piece of peeling wall in the corner caught his attention. He walked over and picked up the wall and looked at it. Then he reached out and touched the soil under the corner. Then he stood up, waved his hand to signal the officers and soldiers to come over, and said Pointing to the corner of the wall.
"Here! Dig for me! Dig deeper!"
"yes!"
Seeing these officers and soldiers determined not to give up, Pan Jiachang felt a deep sense of uneasiness in his heart. Sweat gradually broke out on his body, and his heart was also in chaos.
Could it be that he really offended some powerful person? Otherwise, how could these aggressive officers and soldiers dare to touch him so easily?
'clang--'
Just as Pan Jiachang was thinking wildly, the shovel seemed to hit something and made a heavy impact. Pan Jiachang's heart sank and his breath gradually became heavier.
"Sir! There is something!"
"Bring it out!"
"yes--"
The officers and soldiers dug harder, then swarmed up and lifted out a box covered with mud and sealed. The dark box was about four feet long, three feet wide and one foot high. Three officers and soldiers carried the box vigorously, obviously it was not light.
The officers and soldiers placed the black box in front of Pan Jiachang. Pan Jiachang looked at the black box and couldn't say a word - the handwriting on the seal was indeed his, it could be said that it was exactly the same!
"Take off the seal, keep it well, and hand it over to the Inspectorate as evidence in court!"
The two officers and soldiers carefully tore off the seal and put it in their arms.
Then, the leading officers and soldiers stepped forward, bent down and opened the box - a box full of white silver was displayed in front of everyone's eyes! The sun was shining brightly, reflecting dazzling light on the silver.
Pan Jiachang's breathing was extremely heavy, his heart almost jumped out of his throat, and a deep feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body. The age of the box, the handwriting on the seal, the amount of silver, the location where it was buried... all the evidence pointed to him, and there was no way he could argue with it - and all of this did not even frighten him in the slightest!
Who did this! The technique was so sophisticated and decisive, it didn't even leave any clues, and it didn't even give him any time to react... An unprecedented sense of fear and oppression made him suffocate. This all-pervasive and silent change of circumstances made him desperate. Incomparable.
"take away!"
The leading officers and soldiers walked out of Pan's house without looking back, leaving behind two words that could not be resisted. The officers and soldiers dragged Pan Jiachang out like a dead dog. How could he still look as proud as before? Mrs. Pan's wife was left crying in the courtyard.
...
After the officers and soldiers left, the neighbors outside the door began to talk again.
"I can't see it, I can't see it. Pan is so ignorant of the imperial court and the common people..."
"Three years to clean up the prefecture, one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver, how can there be any honest official?"
"Bah! Know people, know faces, but don't know hearts!"
The people cursed Pan Jiachang and even spat at the door of Pan's house, not caring about the poor woman who was lying on the ground.
[Today’s exam, only 3,000, please forgive me]
