"good!"
"Master Bachelor, we are willing to believe you!"
"do my best……"
Many craftsmen and men spoke one after another, from completely giving up on scholars to choosing to believe...the countless times they spent on self-hypnosis.
Believe it again!
Believe me again for the last time!
…
In the government hall.
He Weijun sat on the chair, stared at Master Zhong with a stern expression, and asked again: "Does the wages of those craftsmen have anything to do with you?"
"Dean, you still don't believe me?"
Master Zhong said sadly: "What should I do so that the dean will believe in me instead of choosing to believe in a scholar with no fame?"
"Is it because he has been praised by His Majesty? Dean... you are a disciple of the Holy Academy!"
Master Zhong's eyes were red, as if he had been greatly wronged.
'Yes, I would rather believe Lin Yi than you...'
He Weijun thought this in his heart, but on the surface he snorted coldly and said: "What about the disciples of the Holy Academy? They are also the people of Dayan, the common people of this world!"
"If I knew who was deducting the wages of those craftsmen, I would personally clean up the house!"
He Weijun patted the armrest of the chair, water dripping from his face gloomily.
Originally, because of Zhu Liren's incident, he finally managed to restore his image in Lin Yi's mind.
He even hopes to get closer to 'Lin Sheng' through the new yard he built.
But I didn't expect...such a thing to happen.
And just then.
Yan Shuangwu, the commander of Longweidu, quietly entered the yamen hall and sat down in his original position.
Subsequently.
Lin Yi silently led the little girl into the government hall.
Followed by Li Wenbo and the old woman, including dozens of craftsmen and men, the prefect Song Zhili entered the government hall with his head drooped and in despair.
"what happened?"
Master Zhong was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene.
It's those civilian craftsmen.
Why did they come to the magistrate's office?
Could it be...
Were they the ones who sounded the drum just now?
'Do these untouchables dare to beat drums and complain because they think their lives are not long enough? '
Master Zhong's heart sank and he panicked.
But then I thought about it... The academy bachelor went to these people, and they all said they got their wages.
There is no reason to come to the magistrate's office again to beat drums and complain about injustice.
Mr. Zhong was sitting upright on the chair, and he was not showing any signs of weakness. Could it be that a few ordinary people had more fun with him than Mr. Zhong?
Have you ever played Junji Academy?
He Weijun had never seen these craftsmen before, but when he saw Lin Yi's solemn expression holding a little girl's hand, he somewhat guessed it.
The hands under the black Confucian robe suddenly clenched tightly.
At this moment.
The atmosphere in the government hall was solemn, and no one spoke.
"Master Zhong!"
Lin Yi did not sit on the official chair. He looked directly at Master Zhong, pointed at the craftsmen and men, and said, "If I dare to ask, Master Zhong, do you still know them?"
"kindness?"
Master Zhong was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "Scholar Lin, isn't it enough for you to slander me?"
"What do you want? Money? Calligraphy treasures? Literary skills?"
"I really don't know how I have offended you, yet you have to treat me like this!"
Master Zhong stood up, turned to look at the prefect Song Zhili, and said, "Master Song, this Lin is not from your prefect's Yamen, right?"
"..."
Song Zhili felt bitter in his heart, but he still said truthfully: "No!"
"very good!"
Master Zhong flicked his sleeves and turned around to glare at Lin Yi: "Lin Yi, that's the end of this matter. If you are not from the government office, please don't yell in the office hall. It is very noisy!"
"If you have any questions, let's wait until Mr. Song concludes the case!"
As he spoke, he sat down again.
His face was extremely gloomy.
What kind of cats and dogs dared to bark in front of his academy master?
However.
Lin Yi just sneered, looked at the old woman who was being supported by Li Wenbo, and said, "Old lady, who are you going to sue by beating the drum to complain? Now you can say it!"
"Although this junior is not an official, I have ordered Master Yan to accept your grievances, so you can rest assured."
"Master Yan is someone close to His Majesty. He cares about the people of the world. With Master Yan here, I will definitely be able to seek justice for you!"
He Weijun's eyes widened.
What?
The commander of Longweidu bypassed the prefect Song Zhili and asked Lin Yi to deal with the old woman's grievances?
He Weijun understood instantly.
This is Lin Yi's official behavior in Lindong County Yamen, and he did something that satisfied His Majesty.
Therefore, His Majesty plans to push Lin Yi to the front desk and set an example for scholars all over the world to ask for orders from the people.
'Song Zhili was ignored? What kind of grievance does this old lady have? Why can't you intervene? '
Master Zhong was surprised and doubtful.
"Thank you sir!"
The old woman wanted to kneel down to Lin Yi, but Li Wenbo knew Lin Yi's character well.
There was no way he could make the old woman kneel down and kowtow.
"A civilian woman is..."
In the government hall.
The old woman began to cry.
From Junji Academy's recruitment of civilian craftsmen, his son was selected to be the craftsman who repaired the academy's palace.
A group of dozens of people worked day and night in Junji Academy.
Overdraw the body to do it.
But in the end, not only did he not get a penny of wages, but he was even seriously injured by a scholar because he asked for wages from the academy.
After being sent back by his fellow workers, he still failed to survive and passed away. She was left with a little granddaughter who was only a few years old.
I am now alone and helpless!
Everything that happened was reported in detail.
"Sir, I'm sorry to you. My son is an honest man who doesn't know how to talk. He just wants to get the wages he earned for his hard work. What did he do wrong? The academy students want to beat him to death. ?”
"What did we do wrong?"
The civilian woman was already crying. She looked at the guards, at Song Zhili, at Sun Tongzhi, at... everyone in the government hall.
silence!
silence!
There was a deathly silence in the government hall.
Everyone felt that their hearts were clogged, and for no reason they dared not look directly into the old woman's eyes.
Lin Yi's eyes were red, his hand holding the little girl was shaking, and he hated Master Zhong to the extreme.
An old woman grieves at the loss of her son.
A little girl suffers the loss of her father.
Who can understand the pain they feel in their hearts? Who dares to bear this heart-breaking pain on their behalf?
A family that was originally quite happy ended up in this situation because of salary issues.
Damn it!
All scholars involved in this matter should die!
…
Master Zhong's face turned red, and his heart beat rapidly.
He Weijun's body trembled, his hands pressed tightly on the armchair, his eyes were slightly red, and murderous intent surged in his heart.
Someone in the academy beat a craftsman to death and withheld all his wages...
Who gave them the courage?
Under his nose, he did something so harmful and insulting to the reputation of the academy!
Uh-huh!
At this moment, he stood up suddenly and bowed to the old woman to apologize: "Old man, I am the dean of Junji Academy, why am I a king? I feel deeply guilty for what happened!"
"Junji Academy will be responsible for this matter to the end, fully bear the responsibility, and is willing to do its best to compensate the elderly..."
He Weijun solemnly promised: "I swear here today that I will find out those unscrupulous scholars and clean up the house!"
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