The matter of naming the little beggar could not be discussed in the end, but Zhang Ren still insisted on calling him "Yuanbao".
From the bottom of his heart, Zhang Ren really wanted to help the little beggar, but he was not well-off. It would be nice to take the little beggar back to his house and make him a little gentleman, but the little beggar firmly disagreed.
After asking, I found out that the little beggar was also a member of the beggar gang and could not easily leave the gang.
Zhang Ren couldn't force him, so he could only say goodbye to the little beggar.
He was walking aimlessly on the street. Now he could be said to be completely disappointed with Jin Yiwei. Sun Ping died, and Pinglianghou was still alive and well despite being ordered by the emperor.
Even though Jin Yiwei appears as a villain in many TV dramas and novels, doing evil and framing Zhongliang, Zhang Ren still wants to change this situation through his own efforts. He hopes that people will mention the three Jin Yiwei again in the future. When writing, there is no longer panic and fear, but everyone admires me.
Now it seems that his idea is about to be shattered. He is not a child and has a very clear understanding. He knows that it is completely impossible to change the status quo because of people's inherent concepts and the Ming Dynasty's class system.
This pebble like him cannot create any waves in the Ming Dynasty.
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In front of Yingtianfu Yamen, a beautiful middle-aged woman knelt there and cried: "Please ask the official to make the decision for the women..."
Her wailing attracted many spectators. People pointed and pointed, but seemed very indifferent.
The yamen officer standing in front of the government office seemed like an outsider, watching everything with a cold eye.
"Master official, please make the decision for the women. My son is lost. I just ask the master to help the women find their son." The beautiful middle-aged woman cried so hard that she finally collapsed on the ground helplessly.
Maybe he was annoyed by the noise, so the official stepped forward and said, "Where is this cunning woman from? Why don't you get out of here quickly!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman shook her head. How could she be willing to leave if her son was lost?
Seeing that the beautiful woman had no intention of retreating, the Yamen official said again: "How can I get a woman like you to make such noise in the palace? If you don't retreat, I will beat you with a stick!"
As the officer spoke, he did not forget to tap the wind and fire stick in his hand.
The middle-aged beautiful woman still refused to give up. Her son was lost. She searched everywhere to no avail and had to ask the government for help. If the government didn't care, how could she find her son in the huge sea of people?
The cadre in front of him was like the last straw. The middle-aged beautiful woman hugged his legs and cried and begged: "Please help the civilian woman."
The officer had no choice but to try to drag the beautiful middle-aged woman up. But the beautiful woman who had lost her child seemed to have burst out with great strength, and she hugged the Yamen's leg tightly and refused to let go.
The officer was helpless. Although he looked coldly, he did not want to really beat the woman with the wind and fire stick in his hand. For a moment he didn't know what to do.
More and more people gathered in front of the government office to watch the excitement, and the sound became extremely noisy.
Maybe it disturbed the clear dream of a certain adult in the government office. A clerk walked out of the government office and shouted angrily at the door: "How is it appropriate to make such a noise?"
The middle-aged beautiful woman is also a discerning person, so she naturally sees that the status of this junior official is higher than that of a yamen official. He gave up his duties, knelt down in front of the clerk and said, "Sir, please save the son of a common woman. He was lost this morning and has not been found yet. Please help me, sir. What do you want a common woman to do?" Like a cow or a horse, you will definitely repay your kindness."
Although the middle-aged beautiful woman was well-maintained, she was already quite old. In addition, there were some gray hairs on her temples. The clerk really didn't like it and thought it would be better if this woman looked younger and more beautiful again.
As a clerk in the government office, there would naturally be beautiful young women outside who would throw themselves into his arms. Since he had no interest in the beautiful woman in front of him, he didn't want to waste time here.
I heard the clerk yelling at the beautiful woman: "What an important place is the government office? Is this a place where you, a woman, can cry and make trouble? There are countless big and small things that the government handles every day, and you have lost a child. If everyone comes here to make trouble, why won’t the government office turn into a mess?”
The beautiful woman said repeatedly: "Yes, I know that you are busy, and women know the rules. I hope you will accept this small amount of money."
The beautiful woman said, tremblingly offering two taels of silver. This money is quite a lot for ordinary people, but it is looked down upon by petty officials.
The government office can be regarded as a real power office. Every day, people are welcomed and sent to the office, and they help people to do things. Naturally, the clerk receives a lot of benefits. He also clearly marks the price for his work. No matter what he does, the minimum is five taels. silver.
Now that this beautiful woman has given out two taels of silver, she is obviously trying to belittle him. If he accepts the money today, someone will come to him with two taels of silver to do something.
Naturally, a petty official would not interrupt his long-term planning for a mere two taels of silver.
The clerk looked angry, took two taels of silver and threw it in the face of the beautiful woman, "Get out of here!"
There is no such thing as a beautiful woman. She cried and wanted to say again: "Sir..."
But before she could finish speaking, the clerk had already said to the surrounding officials: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you beat this cunning woman out?"
Even if the officer didn't want to take action just now, he couldn't. He raised the wind and fire stick in his hand and hit the woman.
These days, a lot of civilians have been beaten to death for various trivial matters, and people always respond with an indifferent attitude. It seems that as long as the person who is beaten to death is not themselves, the world will be peaceful.
Indifference was indifference, but seeing that this woman was about to be beaten, some people turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at her anymore.
Seeing that the Wind and Fire Stick was about to hit the woman, someone in the crowd stretched out a hand and stopped the Wind and Fire Stick.
The Yamen still tried to use his strength, but was kicked out. He lay on the ground clutching his stomach and groaning in pain.
The one who hit him was none other than Zhang Ren who happened to be passing by. Although he knows that he cannot change the world, he still has to take care of the injustices he encounters.
The clerk was also stunned. He had been working in the government office for many years, and he had never seen anyone dare to beat someone in the government office in front of the government office.
It took the clerk a long time to calm down. He looked at Zhang Ren carefully. He only looked at his clothes. He didn't look like an ordinary person. There were so many distinguished people in Jinling City, and there were too many people that the clerk couldn't afford to offend.
Really unsure of Zhang Ren's identity, the clerk had to ask: "Who are you?"
Zhang Ren did not answer, but first helped the beautiful woman beside him up, and then said: "For Tianfu Yamen, losing a child may be a small matter, but for this woman, losing a child is a big deal. Big deal! I want to ask you, if your child was lost, would you consider it a small matter?"
Although Yingtian Mansion has a lot of honors and nobles, and the sons of the nobles are very idle, I have never heard of any of the nobles coming to take care of the government's affairs.
The clerk frowned and continued to ask patiently: "Who are you?"
Zhang Ren walked straight up to the clerk, but the clerk was so frightened by his aura that he took two steps back.
