This was an anti-theft badge,
The purchase ratio was less than 50%, and the anti-theft time was 24 hours
Although this small house wasn't big, it had all the essentials. At this moment, in the main hall,
A man in a snow-white brocade robe was sitting in the hall,
He was leisurely drinking tea. Looking at his appearance,
It was the fortune-teller who set up a stall on the street during the day.
Not long after..,
A middle-aged man in a green robe walked in from outside the door, waving a feather fan in his hand,
He was about forty years old. He was thin and handsome. His eyebrows were slender, and his long beard fluttered in the wind. He had the demeanor of an immortal. If this person went to set up a fortune-telling stall..,
He believed that many people would think that he was an immortal who had descended to the mortal world to save people from suffering.
The middle-aged man slowly walked to the middle seat,
He bowed slightly and cupped his hands, "Subordinate greets Master."
The fortune-teller nodded slightly.
The middle-aged man understood and walked to the first chair on the left and sat down.
"Master, you've worked hard. Did you happen to meet that person today? "
The fortune-teller glanced at him,
He put down his teacup and snorted coldly, "Someone should have reported to you what happened today,
You know, yet you still came to me to be an eyesore. Look at you, you can laugh if you want to,
Be careful not to get sick from holding it in. "
"Master, you must be joking." The middle-aged man waved his goose feather fan lightly,
He stroked his beard with one hand,
"Master was called by those boorish men... such humiliating words,
This subordinate is very indignant in his heart. "Although he said that,
However, his eyebrows were curved.
It was obvious that he was in a good mood.
The fortune-teller rolled his eyes. He naturally did not believe the words of a person who liked to see him make a fool of himself.
Sooner or later, I'll shave off your eyesore of a beard. He secretly calculated in his heart.
Feeling a trace of "malice," the middle-aged man's smile deepened. "I wonder how Master wants to deal with these people who speak nonsense?"
"I'm not the kind of person who takes personal revenge. As usual, throw all these people into the Xishan mine to work as coolies. If they have the strength and time to bully the common people, they might as well work harder to serve the imperial court. When they are done, they will be released. "
Although they were called coolies, they were actually ordinary long-term workers who worked in the country's exclusive mining kilns. In addition to providing normal food and accommodation, he could also receive a considerable salary every month. However, for people like them, when they first entered, they might suffer a little because they refused to be disciplined. Secondly, the salary they received would not be given to them, but would be sent to their parents, wives, and children. When their bad habits were cured and they were no longer a threat to the village, they would be allowed to choose whether to return home or continue to work here. Of course, there were holidays at this time. They had to let the old and young reunite, right? Even if these people all chose to return to their hometowns, there was no need to worry about the lack of coolies in the mines. There was no lack of evil people in this world.
This was not the first time he had done something like this. The middle-aged man nodded in understanding. "Master is wise. This subordinate will send someone to investigate their family situation."
"While you're at it, show my token to the county magistrate here. The matter should be over soon, and I don't want to get involved in any unnecessary trouble before that. "
When the middle-aged man heard this, he smiled faintly and said while twirling his beard, "Master, don't you want to go to that prison for a spin? This is a rare opportunity. "
"Go to a spin?" The fortune teller slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at him with a smile that was not a smile. "How about I send you in to experience it? From the heavenly prison to the prison cells of this remote county, you can choose whichever you want. "
The middle-aged man's expression was very calm, and he waved his goose feather fan steadily. "If that's the case, it's not bad. This subordinate can also take this opportunity to rest."
The fortune teller's smile suddenly froze. He gloomily glared at him and did not say anything else.
It was a good thing that his subordinates were too capable, especially someone like him who was too lazy to care about those mundane things. However, if this person shook his hand and did not do it, then it would be a disaster for him.
The middle-aged man saw his gloomy expression, so he restrained himself and changed the topic. "When that county magistrate sees master's token, I reckon that he will not be able to sit or stand in peace in the future. He won't be able to eat or sleep at night."
The fortune teller coldly said, "This person has no regard for the law and is a parasite of the country. He doesn't want to be a good official for the country and the people. He only wants to exploit the people. A mere county magistrate's cheap brother-in-law dares to be so arrogant. It's no wonder that those people dared to act like that at that time. These scums, this prince will one day let them know the consequences of taking a salary from the imperial court and ruining the imperial court's reputation. "
The middle-aged man chuckled. "This subordinate believes that master already has the title of 'Bloodthirsty Prince'?"
"Are you here today to anger this prince?" The fortune teller unhappily said, "Don't you know that this prince hates hearing this bullshit title the most? If it weren't for that muddle-headed scoundrel, this prince would have been the most outstanding among the free and unfettered princes. "
The middle-aged man lowered his eyes. It was not good for him to comment. Because this so-called muddle-headed scoundrel was specifically referring to the current retired emperor. Although the retired emperor had already abdicated and did not have any real power, as a subject, he still needed to show respect, even if this retired emperor did not have many aspects worthy of respect. However, in the entire country, the only person who could reprimand the retired emperor was his master, the youngest prince of the founding Emperor Zu Shengwen's era, Shuijing.
Shuijing's birth was considered a huge miracle back then.
Emperor Zu Shengwen and Empress Tai Mu had deep feelings for each other. Even after donning the dragon robe and ascending the throne, he never had the thought of not filling up the imperial harem. Even though there were many beautiful daughters of aristocratic families who had coincidentally met the Emperor Zu in the imperial garden, until the Emperor Zu Shengwen's death, only Empress Tai Mu stood out in the imperial harem.
When Shuijing was born, Empress Tai Mu was already forty-seven years old. One son and two daughters of the Emperor Zu Shengwen and Empress Tai Mu had already settled down. At that time, the Emperor Zu Shengwen was still the eldest grandson of the Emperor Zu Shengwen and Empress Tai Mu had already gotten married. The Emperor Zu Shengwen was worried about Empress Tai Mu's health, but he was also extremely excited about welcoming a new life after more than ten years. The Emperor Zu Shengwen and Empress Tai Mu were on high alert. Not only did they have the imperial physicians of the Imperial Academy of Medicine be on standby 24 hours a day, they also invited a godly doctor from the common folk to nurse Empress Tai Mu's body back to health.
Probably because of proper nursing, Shuijing's birth went very smoothly. The Emperor Zu Shengwen was overjoyed. Because of his earlier nervousness, he couldn't even speak clearly, so he announced a general amnesty. On the same day, the Emperor Zu Shengwen discovered that his wife was pregnant. The Emperor Zu Shengwen thought that this was a blessing brought by Shuijing, so he directly conferred the title of Prince Rui to his second di son, who had just been born. At that time, the Crown Prince, who later became the Emperor Zu Yingwu, was very fond of this younger brother who was the closest to him by blood and was old enough to be his grandson. Even though the word "Rui" had a very deep meaning, he still supported the Emperor Zu Shengwen's decision.
In order to enjoy the joy of raising a child with Empress Tai Mu, the Emperor Zu Shengwen abdicated after conferring the title of Shuijing and passed the throne to Gaozu Yingwu. The Emperor Zu Yingwu thought that this was a blessing brought to him by Shuijing, so he liked this younger brother who was nearly thirty years younger than him even more.
After being doted on by two generations of empresses, Shuijing should have been a free and unfettered wangye and lived happily for the rest of his life. If it wasn't for that incident, he wouldn't have acted like that and been given the title of "bloodthirsty wangye" in the end.
Thinking of this, Shuijing couldn't help but feel a bit irritated. "Wen Dongyan, if you bring up those troublesome matters again, ben wang will get angry with you."
Seeing that he had really angered his master, Wen Dongyan hurriedly coughed twice and took out a letter from his sleeve to hand it over. "There's news from that side. Does Master want to take a look?"
"What do you think?" Shuijing glared at him in annoyance. After quickly skimming through it, he threw the letter on the table and coldly said: "So it's from that side of the world. Ah, it's no wonder. With those vermin around, isn't it the best place to hide and tolerate filth? "
"Master, there's no need to be angry. As the saying goes, extreme prosperity leads to decline. They've already fallen into a pit. This pit will be filled up sooner or later. "
The next day, the fortune-telling stall had already been replaced with a new table. Under the astonished gazes of the surrounding people, Shuijing calmly sat on the chair and closed his eyes to rest.
While everyone secretly admired Shuijing's courage, they also thought that he was a foreigner and probably didn't know the relationship between Master Liu and the county magistrate. They couldn't help but secretly sigh, but they didn't dare to go forward and remind him, lest the county magistrate think they were accomplices and arrest them.
After waiting for half a day, they didn't see even half a shadow of an official. Everyone couldn't help but secretly marvel at the fact that the sun could also rise from the west.
The number of people coming to the market to buy things gradually increased. The peddlers no longer made wild guesses and began to compete with each other to shout, creating a lively scene. In contrast to this lively scene, in addition to the fortune-telling stall in Shuijing, there was also a woman over fifty years old coming from the east side of the market.
The woman was dressed in gray cotton clothes, her hair was white, her expression was wooden, and her eyes were staring straight, as if she was a wooden carving. If she wasn't slowly walking, one would really think she was dead. When the people on the street saw her appearance, they all panicked and walked away from her.
Shui Jing, on the other hand, looked at the woman with interest. When she arrived in front of the stall, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Since you have already decided to live and die, how about a divination to resolve your obsession?"
The woman's body suddenly stopped. Her feet seemed to be rooted to the ground and she couldn't take a step forward. Only her tightly clenched fists slightly trembled, revealing the struggle in her heart.
Shuijing wasn't in a hurry. He patiently waited and didn't try to persuade her.
Shuijing was frightened and took a step back. In his shock, he didn't have time to stop it. When he came back to his senses, the dark-faced man's forehead was covered in blood.
Shuijing had just looked at his face. His eyebrows were lowered, his eyes were drooping, his eyes were lifeless, and his spirit was dispirited. Recently, he had indeed been harassed by villains. He was afraid that he would lose money and lose his life.
However, the dark-faced man had just said that he wanted to save him …
This was the second person today who had come to him for help. Was it because he looked like a merciful Bodhisattva?
Shuijing was a bit narcissistic, but he wasn't narcissistic to this extent. Besides, in the past, no one would ask him for help as soon as they saw him. Today was really strange.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the dark-faced man who had stopped kowtowing but was still kneeling on the ground. After a while, he said, "Tell me, what kind of trouble have you encountered?"
If the dark-faced man directly told him about his difficulties, then his main purpose was to ask for help and not to have his fortune told.
Shuijing was a bit puzzled. Although he didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, it would be difficult for someone to find out. This dark-faced man looked like a poor person who worked in the fields all year round. According to common sense, he shouldn't know his identity.
However, Shui Jing had two guesses as to why the black-faced man would seek help from a fortune-teller without knowing his true identity. Either the black-faced man had lost his mind, or someone had said something behind his back to make him so certain. Shuijing was more inclined to the second possibility.
The dark-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, I don't know where a group of ruffians came from. They took a piece of paper 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 and smashed the house. They even injured my father. " He stopped to take a few breaths and angrily said, "My family relies 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. This was especially true for people like the dark-faced man who lived in the ravine in the suburbs. Every household was far away, so if something happened, no one would know. Those local ruffians and hooligans would first symbolically inform the black-faced man that if he was unwilling to submit to power and stubbornly refused to move, then they would kill his entire family and throw their corpses into the mountains. Even after eight to ten years, no one would discover that they were dead. Even if someone asked later, they could say that they were given time to move out. They wouldn't know where they moved to. Besides, officials protected each other. They wouldn't offend people they couldn't afford to offend for a few commoners.
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