This was an anti-theft badge,
The purchase ratio was less than 30%,
The anti-theft time was 24 hours
It was just that this bias..,
Usually had a sense of propriety, and they would not make it so that there was no distinction between seniority and seniority. Like Mother Jia, who was so biased that she ignored the premature death of her eldest grandson,
It was rare in the world.
Usually, this kind of person mostly had a compassionate look on the surface,
But on the inside, they were more hard-hearted than anyone else. If they liked you, they liked you. If they hated you, they hated you. They would not change their opinion of you because of what you did. It was impossible for a heart of stone to warm up,
It was definitely not a heart of stone that could warm it up.
Just like the Retired Emperor, as long as he thought of the father-son relationship, Shui Lan would not die with hatred..
Shuijing narrowed his eyes slightly,
He pondered for a long time,
He knocked on the window lattice.
A secret guard quietly appeared,
He knelt behind him.
Shuijing did not turn around and said in a low voice, "Go and find out what dirty things are being done behind the scenes in Rongguo Province."
If the goal of Mother Jia and the Wang Clan was the title of nobility and Rongguo Province,
Then Jia Xie's so-called compromise would not have much effect at all. Because as long as he and the Jia Lian did not get involved in something that would cost them their heads, then they would be no matter how foppish and incompetent they were,
And they would not lose their title. After all, abolishing the elder and establishing the younger,
There was a violation of etiquette and law,
Even the Retired Emperor,
He did not dare to do it openly. Therefore,
Mother Jia and the Wang Clan would definitely dig a hole for Jia Xie and Jia Lian in the dark,
A hole that would cost them their title and even their heads.
Rongguo Province was now under the control of the second branch,
That was to say, whatever the second branch did was in the name of Rongguo Province. If this involved some serious crime of beheading, once the higher-ups investigated, they would not arrest the second branch, but the Jia Xie, the head of Rongguo Province. At that time, no one would believe the Jia Xie even if he cried out that he had nothing to do with it.
The higher-ups were looking at the evidence, they did not care whether he was a scapegoat or not. Since the evidence shows that this decapitation is related to Rongguo Province, who else should we look for if not you, the head of the family? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for not taking good care of your family and your name card. They were just following the rules …
Shuijing tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, while Jia Xie slept soundly.
He hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time. He couldn't remember whether it was after Xianfang left or after Hu Ge 'er died.
In order to act as a qualified playboy, there was a woman lying on his bed almost every night. If it had happened to someone else, he might have laughed and scolded that person for having such good luck with women. But when it happened to him, especially when he wasn't willing to find those women, the Jia Xie felt that he was doing the work of a male prostitute, and it was extremely sullen.
After serving the woman, he couldn't sleep peacefully. She was afraid that someone would suddenly barge into the room and cry loudly, "Second Master Lian is gone!" Then, that person would go through so much trouble to ask her to save him …
This was the second person who came to ask her for help today. Was it because she looked like a merciful Bodhisattva?
Shuijing was a little narcissistic, but not to this extent. Besides, in the past, no one would ask her for help as soon as they saw her. Today was really strange.
She narrowed her eyes and stared at the black-faced man who had stopped kowtowing but was still kneeling on the ground. After a while, she said, "Tell me, what kind of trouble have you encountered?"
If the dark-faced man had directly told them about his difficulties, then his main purpose would have been to ask for help and not to have his fortune told.
Shuijing was a little puzzled. Although he didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, if someone wanted to find out, it would be difficult. This black-faced man looked like a poor man who worked in the fields all year round. According to common sense, he shouldn't know her identity.
Shuijing had two guesses as to why the black-faced man would ask for help from a fortune teller without knowing his true identity. Either the black-faced man had lost his mind, or someone said something behind his back to make him so sure. Shuijing was more inclined to the second possibility.
The black-faced man clearly didn't understand the twists and turns in the story. He honestly said, "My family has lived in a ravine in the suburbs for several generations. My family has been guarding the twenty mu of land outside the door. A few days ago, a group of ruffians came out of nowhere and said that I had sold the land and the house to them. I don't know how to read, so I don't know what was written on the paper. But I am very sure that I have never sold the land and the house to anyone. It's even more impossible for my family. Those people didn't listen to my explanation at all. They smashed the house and even injured my father. " He stopped to take a few breaths and said angrily, "My family depends on this land to make a living. If I move out, my family will starve to death. Those people gave me a deadline. If I don't move out by tomorrow, they will drive my family out. "
Forcibly occupying the land!
Shuijing's eyes suddenly became sharp.
People who could do this were generally people with power and influence. As long as they communicated with the government and created a fake document, the owner of the land would immediately change. Especially for people like the black-faced man who lived in the ravine in the suburbs. Every household was far away, so if something happened, no one would know. Those ruffians would first give a symbolic notice and put on a show of force. If the black-faced man didn't want to submit to power and insisted on not moving out, then they would kill his family and throw the bodies into the mountains. Even after eight to ten years, no one would know that they were dead. Even if someone asked later, they could say that they had given them time to move out. They wouldn't know where they moved to. Besides, officials protected each other. They wouldn't offend someone they couldn't afford to offend for a few commoners.
Sure enough, the black-faced man said, "I went to report it to the government, but I was driven out before I even entered the yamen. I had no choice but to … "He suddenly closed his mouth and didn't say another word.
"Had to what?" Shuijing looked at him and knew that what he was about to say had something to do with him coming to find him. "What did you do after that?"
The black-faced man's voice lowered again. "I, I came to find you."
Shuijing leaned back in his chair. "Tell me the truth, and I'll guarantee the safety of your land, house, and even your family. How about that?"
The black-faced man's face tensed up, but his mouth was still tightly shut.
Shuijing was also very patient. He played with the ring on his thumb.
Time passed by slowly. The black-faced man, who was worried about the livelihood of his family, couldn't hold it in anymore. He said in a low voice, "I just went to Mr. Ge for a divination. He said that unless someone important helped us, my family would be in danger." The black-faced man carefully glanced at Shuijing. "He was the one who asked me to find you."
"Mr. Ge?"
"That Taoist priest." The black-faced man pointed diagonally across from him.
That skinny old Taoist priest!?
Shuijing was shocked. He immediately stood up and strode toward the skinny old Taoist priest's stall. However, other than the stall, the skinny old Taoist priest was nowhere to be seen.
The black-faced man also followed him. When he saw Shuijing's uncertain expression, he asked anxiously, "Is … is there a problem?"
Shuijing took a deep breath. "It's nothing. You can go back first."
The black-faced man glanced at Shuijing. He wanted to say something, but stopped.
Shuijing said again, "Go back. I won't forget what I promised you."
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