"The mob ransacked the house? Dong Qichang?"
When Huang Zunsu said the name, Ma Xianglin looked confused, but Zheng Haizhu suddenly realized something.
In the modern Songjiang District of Shanghai, there is the famous Chedun Film and Television Base. Zheng Haizhu earned a living by following the crew and visited Songjiang several times. Therefore, in her previous life, she knew that Dong Qichang, a famous civil servant, calligrapher and painter in the late Ming Dynasty, was from Huating, Songjiang Prefecture.
After time travel, Zheng Haizhu used God's perspective to find Han Ximeng, who also lived in Songjiang. Because Miss Han was eager to arrange to go to Suzhou to study art, she had no time to explore the situation of Dong Qichang's family.
Could it be that the burning incident of Dong's house by the people of Songjiang, which is only a small part of the history, happened today?
Seeing Huang Zunsu staring at him suspiciously, Zheng Haizhu hurriedly explained: "Mr. Huang, my Miss Han is married to the second son of the Gu family. The second son of Gu grew up in Danqing and worshiped Dong Gong as his teacher, so although I came from Fujian to Nanzhili Soon, I also learned about Dong Gong’s reputation. He had been a lecturer to the prince, right?”
Huang Zunsu nodded and told the two of them the whole story in a fast and urgent manner.
Yesterday, some villagers suddenly besieged Dong Qichang's house, saying that Dong Zuchang, the second son of the Dong family, had raped a village girl, and even forced to death Fan Chang, the scholar who made the incident public. As the new official, Huang Zunsu went to evacuate with the police and advised the people to go home first. If anyone complained to the government, the government would take notice.
Not thinking about this morning, Huang Zunsu, who has a habit of getting up early, went to the river outside the city to watch the sunrise. He found many fishing boats gathering. The boatmen discussed going to the nearby villages to bring people and resin ashore. They would definitely be able to return to Fucheng at sunset. Just in time to plunder the Dong family and burn the house.
Huang Zunsu was shocked and hurried to Dong's house to ask the Dong family to escape as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, at the end of the morning, Dong's house was surrounded by many greenskins. If he knocked on the door, he would be surrounded.
He turned around and ran back to the government office, reported to the prefect Wu Chaoding, and went to Jinshan Guard to mobilize troops. Unexpectedly, Magistrate Wu didn't take it seriously and said that he was in a hurry to go to Yingtian Mansion to discuss official matters. Anyway, the Dong family was protected by servants and nothing would happen. Dong Qichang's Qing family had a bad family tradition and it would be nice to learn a lesson. After saying this, he left Huang Zunsu behind. , took the entourage and left on the official ship.
Huang Zunsu went to see his fellow magistrates and magistrates again. Unexpectedly, those superior officers also acted like "you, a new official, don't have too many things to do."
"I feel something is wrong. Mr. Dong is not a commoner. Why are the officials in the government so indifferent? General Ma, Miss Zheng, and Mr. Dong have some friendship with me from the Donglin School. Although I am from Yuyao, I have always heard that Mr. Dong is famous for his intelligence. His nephew He is also a scholar with strict conduct, how could he rob people's girls like ruffians? Moreover, as soon as I arrived in Songjiang, I went to see Mr. Dong. At that time, the people around him praised the officials of the Dong family for being very kind. I suspected that Dong The Duke offended his enemies and was framed, so he no longer relied on the superior officials in the government, so he came directly to the Jinshan Guards to bring in reinforcements. Unexpectedly, the guards seemed to have negotiated with the prefect, and no one in charge was there. Therefore, I could only I beg General Ma."
Zheng Haizhu waited for Huang Zunsu to spit out the last sentence, and then continued: "Master Huang is right. Although I have only been in Songjiang Mansion for a few months, the young lady's future husband, Mr. Gu, is a disciple of Dong Gong, so I have a lot of influence." I also heard some of Dong Gong's reputation. Regardless of other things, just saying that the Dong family set aside half of the mountainous area for Mr. Xu Guangqi to try to grow sweet potatoes in order to prevent famine in the famine years. I don't believe that Dong Gong and his son would treat the villagers harshly. .”
After hearing this, Ma Xianglin stopped hesitating and said decisively to Huang Zunsu: "Both Brother Huang and Miss Zheng said so, Ma must take care of this matter. Brother Huang, you can take your seal with you."
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"Then if you are not afraid of offending the superior officer, go to the military office to borrow paper and pen, write an urgent report, and stamp it with your own seal. I will ask my tooth soldier with the best riding skills to take your handwritten letter and rush to Yingtian Mansion. Report the urgent situation to avoid being suppressed by the Songjiang prefecture after this matter."
Huang Zunsu resolutely said: "How can I be afraid of offending the Songjiang prefect? I won the Jinshi, and it was an official awarded by the court, not by the Songjiang prefect. I only deal with right and wrong. Dong Gong's family is also a common people under my Songjiang rule. Now that there is no one to report the Dong family to the Yamen, how can I, wearing this official uniform, sit back and watch the Dong family being robbed and burned before the cause of the incident is clear?"
"Okay!" Ma Xianglin said cheerfully, "You and I have lived life and death together in the bandit village. Today, Ma will help you with your task. Dozens of my Sichuan soldiers are camped in Huating County. We are riding horses all the way back. I just happened to bring them with me." Come on, we should be able to make it in time."
Huang Zunsu turned around and ran back to the military office to write an urgent letter, just like a night traveler seeing the light of day.
Ma Xianglin narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath secretly, walked to Old Man Tang who was squatting under the shade of a tree, picked up his luggage and hung it on the horse of a dental officer's henchman.
Then he turned to Zheng Haizhu and said, "Come back to Songjiang with me and Brother Huang."
After meeting Zheng Haizhu's somewhat unclear gaze, Ma Xianglin said nonchalantly: "You save my life, and I'll give you a ride."
When Huang Zunsu walked out of the military office, he saw Zheng Haizhu sitting in front of Ma Xianglin.
What kind of behavior is this?
But compared to Uncle Tang, who had his mouth open and a look of surprise on his face, Huang Zunsu just suppressed the strange look in his eyes.
After all, Miss Zheng herself looks calm and calm.
When everyone was riding on their horses, Huang Zunsu took a peek at Ma Xianglin and felt that it had nothing to do with immorality.
Zheng Haizhu, who was originally wearing a long jacket and cloth trousers, was sitting on the saddle, holding the copper handle on the front saddle bridge with both hands. Although she looked a little shrunken, her posture was still stable.
Ma Xianglin sat on the leather bag behind the saddle, with the reins extended, his arms barely touching Miss Zheng's shoulders, and his chest further away. Fortunately, he was tall, and Miss Zheng's bun did not block him. Sight.
Controlling a horse in this way is extremely difficult, but for Ma Xianglin, it is as easy as raising a glass to drink or carrying chopsticks to pick up vegetables.
It's really a general without a dog.
Huang Zunsu praised sincerely in his heart.
…
The golden crow sets in the west, and the sunset is gorgeous.
The summer heat has dissipated and the cool breeze has arrived. This is the most comfortable time of the day, but Han Ximeng feels that the nightmare of being trapped in the bandit camp seems to be coming again.
But she still straightened her back and stood where she was.
"Open the door, open the door! Dong Qichang, Mr. Dong, come out and see people!"
"Dong Zuchang, just because your father received a salary from the imperial court, you bully us ordinary people like this!"
"Folks, Dong Qichang had a bad reputation in the court, and the emperor demoted him from the capital. When he was in charge of the imperial examination in Hubei, he asked for bribes from poor students. Such a treacherous and evil person has now come to Songjiang Prefecture to do evil. , we must drive him back to his hometown in Huating County!"
Outside the gate of Dong's house, bursts of yelling and cursing came one after another.
Dong Zuchang, Dong Qichang's second son, his face flushed red and veins protruding on his forehead, suddenly growled "that's nonsense" and was about to open the door.
A scholar in his early twenties, wearing a brocade straight skirt, hurriedly stopped Dong Zuchang with a few servants.
"Brother, please don't fall for their tricks. At this time, there are no rules outside. If you encounter an unexpected situation, how will you survive?"
