County government.
Household.
Manager Sun discussed the sale of prisoners with Zhou Yi in front of his fellow scribes. Obviously, this matter was an open secret in Huangcheng.
You can rely on mountains to eat mountains, and you can rely on water to eat water.
The Huangcheng Yamen made a living by selling prisoners.
One thousand two hundred taels will be used to exile the convicts to fake death in the mines, change their names and household registrations, and land in a deserted city. After a few years, by making some connections, they can be moved to other state capitals, and they will be completely cleansed as good citizens.
"Mr. Zhou, don't think it's too expensive. This money won't fall on us."
Manager Sun pointed at the top: "The eldest master has been a Jinshi for 12 years, do you understand?"
"It turns out he is a disciple of Prime Minister Zhang!"
Zhou Yi showed respect and said in a low voice: "That year's imperial examination was not peaceful. Everyone was looking at the announcement of the results. Prime Minister Zhang took this opportunity to send the Minister of War..."
As he spoke, he made a grabbing gesture, glanced at everyone in the county government office, and said, "Do you know why?"
Manager Sun cupped his hands and said, "Please give me some advice, sir!"
The scribes in each household pricked up their ears and memorized the secrets of the country and dynasty. When they came back to share the secrets with their colleagues over a drink, they became top conversation starters, as happily discussing the international political situation at a barbecue stall.
"That year, Duke Zhenguo won a great victory in Northern Xinjiang and took advantage of the situation to invade Dayong with great momentum!"
Zhou Yi slowly said: "The minister of the Ministry of War at that time was a general in the army. He once worked with the Duke of Zhenguo to defeat the Canghuang rebels in the south of the Yangtze River. No one in the court could control the two of them, one inside and one outside."
"Prime Minister Zhang took this opportunity to seize the opportunity, breaking the convention of the country and using a civilian as the Minister of War..."
"hiss!"
Manager Sun no longer doubted that this Mr. Zhou must be from Shenjing, and said respectfully: "Sir, please sit down, I will go and hurry up those lazy people!"
"Excuse me, please."
Zhou Yi's manners and movements are polite and graceful, and he is not superior to others, making people feel like spring breeze.
Within a short while, he had a lively conversation with the clerk in the household.
He casually talked about some secrets of Shenjing, such as a certain high-ranking official retired from old age and returned to his hometown. He went to Chunfeng Tower without paying the bill and owed tens of thousands of taels of silver. As a result, the girl was cheating on the censor.
After more than a dozen performances in a row, a certain official was so embarrassed that he had no choice but to beg for his body.
This kind of rumor cannot be true. How can ordinary people know the real reason for aging? However, people prefer to listen to these gossips.
Manager Sun was surprised and said: "What kind of place is Chunfeng Tower? It can actually persuade the imperial censor to participate in the performance?"
"Ordinary people who go to Shenjing only know that Jiaofangsi is a good place, but this is not the case. Only minor officials and officials go to Jiaofangsi. The real gold-selling cave in Shenjing is Chunfeng Tower..."
As soon as Zhou Yi said this, everyone became energetic.
Originally, I was just chatting with the scribes in the household room, but Zhou Yi commented on three or five oirans, and the three classes and six rooms nearby came over.
There are three realms in Shenjing, and Zhouyi is the most familiar with them.
Home, Tianlao, Chunfeng Tower.
More than 20 years ago, Zhou Yi had in-depth exchanges with more than 20 oirans selected during the period, and their comments were clear-cut and clear-cut.
Among a group of men, sex is the best way to build a relationship. This has been true since ancient times!
Zhou Yi sighed: "The courtesan Su Xiaoxiao selected the year before last year has been regarded as the best in the past ten years. Unfortunately, she caught the eye of the Duke of Wei before she was even combed. She spent money to buy the Duke's palace and became a concubine."
"Can a prostitute enter the Duke's mansion?"
"Wei Guogong, that is a great man!"
"This is really good luck!"
"..."
Everyone was talking about it. The previous oirans did not end well. Some of them married merchants as concubines, and most of them became ordinary prostitutes after they became old and lustful.
"You are wrong. The one with the worst fate is Su Xiaoxiao!"
Zhou Yi's change of voice made everyone feel itchy after seducing them. They took a slow sip of tea and said, "The Duke was also afraid of his wife. Not long after Su Xiaoxiao entered the house, he fell into a well and died."
"well……"
"What a pity!"
"The best in the past ten years, no chance to see him!"
"Heaven is jealous of beauty!"
"I'm just saying, how can a mere prostitute have such a good life?"
No one condemned the murderous Duke's wife, and even despised Su Xiaoxiao as she deserved it. A prostitute who tried to climb onto the lintel of the Duke's mansion was really doing her own evil.
The lustful and lustful Wei Guogong attracted everyone's favor because he was afraid of his wife.
The great Duke is afraid of his wife, and I am afraid of my wife, so am I not the same as the Duke?
The world is like this and no one can change it.
As he was talking, there was a sound of footsteps, and the police officer led seven prisoners in prison uniforms through the door.
The mine was more than ten miles away from the deserted city, and it took four or five hours to search and verify the person's identity. When it was getting dark, the officer finally brought the person back.
The Wei family exiled more than a hundred people, and more than twenty years later, only seven were left alive.
Zhou Yi glanced at the prisoner's face and asked the man with the oldest face, "But he is a descendant of Hero Wei?"
"Replying to my benefactor, the villain Wei Jun is the third son of my father Wei Chang."
Wei Jun had already heard from the officer on the road that this gentleman was an old friend of the Wei family back then, and he came to Huangcheng to spend money to save his life.
After Zhou Yi rescued Li Hong, he changed his appearance in Tianlao. He was a little older at the age of forty-five.
Deliberately acting like this reveals that he had inherited Wei Chang's favor, which can explain the origin of his internal strength. If others know about this, they won't be in much trouble. Instead, they will admire Zhou Yi for repaying his kindness.
Zhou Yi asked: "Master Wei was kind to me back then, and today is my reward. Think about it carefully, should you go back to your hometown or stay in Northern Xinjiang?"
"My benefactor, we have already discussed on the road that we will not return to Yuzhou and will stay in Northern Xinjiang to make a living."
Wei Jun replied: "After a few decades, I will go back to offer incense and worship to my ancestors."
It has only been more than 20 years since the Wei Chang case, and there are many enemies of the Wei family in the hometown of Yuzhou. Even if they change their names, once they are recognized and reported, the court will send people to verify them.
"Um."
Zhou Yi agreed and took out the stack of banknotes from his sleeves: "I still need to trouble Manager Sun. I saw that there are many empty houses in the deserted city. Can I buy one for the Wei family to live in?"
"Sir, you are joking. There is no need to buy an abandoned house or yard. You can just pick a place and transfer it."
Manager Sun took the banknotes, saying at least fifteen or six, and said with a smile: "If the Wei family is willing to stay in the city, they can all arrange to work in the house as errands, and guard the granary on weekdays. After all, there will be no shortage of food and drink."
When Wei Jun saw Zhou Yi looking over, he quickly agreed: "Thank you so much, my benefactor, and thank you so much, Manager Sun!"
The Wei family was extremely grateful to Zhou Yi. Only after their family was destroyed did they know the true and false friendship. At that time, the Wei family had a good reputation in Yuzhou, and the Feihong Swordsman had a wide circle of friends. However, when he was in trouble, no one came to help him.
Most people in the world are fair-weather friends. Occasionally, there are one or two heroes, and the stories become widely circulated. Don't think that this is the case for everyone.
"Old Sun, the strong squad is short of people. Why don't you come here to be on duty so that you can patrol the mines freely."
"The barracks are also short of men, and there is a lot of money to guard the city gate."
"It's not as easy as my ceremonial room. I don't have to light the moon every day. After all, there aren't even any scholars in the city!"
"..."
The stewards of the third class and the sixth room all spoke out. One was because Zhou Yi had an extraordinary background, and the other was because of the money.
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said with a smile.
"Thank you all, and please take more care of the Wei family in the future. When we go to Shenjing, it's hard to say what the oiran of Chunfeng Tower is like. I can make other arrangements as I please!"
There was a sudden burst of laughter.
