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Zhang Ruzhi was in his forties this year, and he had been the magistrate of Jinling for seven or eight years,
Because Jinling had many noble officials,
He had always been cautious, not seeking merit, but seeking not to make mistakes. He relied on this "protective talisman" to live safely until now. The factors were great,
Even though he had many wives and concubines,
But so far, he only had one son and one daughter. That only son was born of his first wife,
He was seven years old,
He had been smart and able to read since he was young, and he liked him very much.
In previous years, Zhang Ruzhi would change into casual clothes and take his beloved son to the temple fair, accompanied by a group of servants and maids.
At the same time, he ordered a group of yamen runners to patrol the surroundings in disguise to prevent blind people from disturbing them.
Under such a strict defense, it was impossible for him to escape
The seven-year-old child inexplicably disappeared in front of everyone. How could Zhang Ruzhi not fly into a rage?
After searching for four hours, there was no trace of the child. At this time, the backyard had already heard the news of the child's disappearance. His mother and first wife had both fainted.
Zhang Ruzhi was even more anxious, and his mouth was bubbling with anxiety.
For the entire night,
The yamen runners and servants all held torches and searched everywhere,
Many people could not sleep at night. It was not until noon the next day that they finally found a clue,
Someone came to the county yamen with the young master's jade pendant to inquire.
"I drank a few cups of yellow wine with my friends last night,
I was so drunk that I just wanted to go home and sleep,
When I was halfway there, a person suddenly rushed out of the alley, giving me a big fright, and I directly sat down on the ground. That person glared at me and ran away in a hurry without even saying sorry. I was so angry... "
"This jade pendant fell from that person's body. I thought that person bumped into me and didn't even say hello, so I kept this jade pendant as my apology. Today, I woke up from my drunken stupor and saw that it was noisy outside, so I asked around to see if something had happened to us. After asking around, I found out that a seven-year-old child had disappeared, and the officials were anxiously looking for him. When I thought about it, the guy who bumped into me last night seemed to be carrying a seven or eight year old child on his shoulder. Moreover, that person was sneaky. I could tell at a glance that he wasn't a good person. Therefore, I came here with the mentality of trying my luck. I don't know if I can be of any help to you, my lord … "
Zhang Ruzhi hurriedly asked if he had seen the person's face clearly.
Fortunately, the moon was shining brightly last night, and the messenger had seen everything clearly. Even though he was drunk, he could still remember most of it.
Zhang Ruzhi ordered the bailiffs to take the portrait and search around. Finally, they successfully rescued the young master and arrested the kidnapper.
The kidnapper claimed that he was wronged in court and refused to admit that he was the one who kidnapped the young master. He said that even if he was given a hundred guts, he would not have the ability to kidnap the only son of the Yingtian Prefecture's magistrate who was heavily protected. He did not know how the young master appeared in his woodshed.
The woodshed was indeed the place where he had placed the newly kidnapped child. However, he had not gone out to kidnap anyone for a long time, so the woodshed had not been used for a long time. He did not even know that there was someone inside. When the bailiffs opened the woodshed and he saw the young master with his mouth gagged and his hands and feet bound, he realized that things were serious.
"Someone is framing me!" The kidnapper cried and shouted.
If the kidnapper's words could be believed, then ivory would be spat out of a dog's mouth. Therefore, Zhang Ruzhi did not believe him at all.
According to the law, after kidnapping someone, if they sold the person as a slave, they would be hanged. If they sold the person as a soldier, they would be exiled for three thousand miles. If they sold the person as a wife, concubine, children, or grandchildren, they would be imprisoned for three years.
The kidnapper had been in this business for more than ten years. There were definitely people who had been sold as slaves, performers, or concubines. It was more than enough to sentence him to death. However, Zhang Ruzhi obviously hated him to the core. He used the fact that the kidnapper had done evil for many years and harmed countless people as a reason to submit a memorial to the court to have him executed.
"Only by personally experiencing it can one understand the feelings of those who have lost their children and wish they could chop the kidnapper into pieces." Shuijing picked up his teacup and blew on the tea leaves on the surface of the water. He faintly said, "Isn't this the same as chopping the kidnapper into pieces?"
"Master is truly an expert to be able to come up with such a method. This subordinate admires you." Wen Dongyan was not stingy with his praise. Then, he changed the topic and said, "However, why didn't Master divine the fate of that Ying Tian Mansion's magistrate in advance? That would have shown your ability."
Shuijing rolled his eyes at him. "Don't tell me to tell him that he's about to lose his child, or to divine the kidnapper's position for him? The former is purely asking for a beating. The latter is because all officials are suspicious. I don't know what he'll think! This prince doesn't want to be a busybody. "
Wen Dongyan smiled until his eyes narrowed. "Isn't this quite interesting? In any case, they can't hit Master. "
Shuijing snorted twice. In any case, he wasn't the one to be hit. It was easy for him to say it.
"Madam Feng has already brought her daughter back. This subordinate took a look at her from afar. That girl is indeed very intelligent. Not only does she have a good appearance, but her temperament is also outstanding. No wonder the kidnapper wants to raise her for a good price. "
Madam Zhen Feng also didn't expect to find her daughter so quickly.
After she left the Feng family, she didn't dare to stay in the county for long because she was afraid that her family would catch up with her. But when she arrived at the outskirts, the lush flowers and trees during the day looked very gloomy and terrifying under the night sky. She was scared and didn't dare to go forward. She found a dilapidated Guan Yu Temple to rest for the night. She didn't continue her journey until dawn.
She didn't know if it was because the first half of her life was too miserable and God wanted to make it up to her. She just saved a woman on the side of the road who sprained her foot and met a benefactor.
That woman was called Jinniang. She was a nanny in charge of a caravan. She heard that Madam Zhen Feng knew how to sew and was going to Jinling, so she kindly kept Madam Zhen Feng as a sewing maid. In addition to food and accommodation, Madam Zhen Feng also received a monthly salary of one tael of silver.
In fact, Madam Zhen Feng was willing to do it even if she didn't have the money. She hadn't traveled for a long time. The last time she traveled was when she came to Da Ruzhou from Gusu. But at that time, she was accompanied by her husband and two maids, so she didn't think it was a big deal. Now, she was traveling alone and had a lot of money with her. She couldn't help but feel scared. Her heart kept beating like a drum. She was afraid that she would die before she reached Jinling. Now that she could travel with a caravan, it was definitely much safer than traveling alone.
Moreover, she wasn't afraid that the caravan would do anything to her. Although the people in the caravan were dressed plainly, the cloth was made with exquisite craftsmanship. Even if her Zhen family hadn't encountered a disaster, she wouldn't have been able to wear such clothes. Although she didn't know where this caravan came from, she was sure that it was either rich or noble. Moreover, she was already old and looked older than her actual age. Who would be interested in an old woman? Even if she was sold, she wouldn't be worth much. Thinking of this, Madam Zhen Feng felt a lot more at ease.
She followed the caravan all the way to the Yangtze River. She abandoned the carriage and took a boat. After more than a month on the river, they finally arrived at Jinling. Because the caravan wanted to do some business in Jinling, she continued to work as a needlewoman. She wanted to save more money for her daughter.
When she wasn't working, she would take the portrait and ask around Jinling. She asked the accountant of the caravan to help draw the portrait according to her memory. However, Jinling was big and there were many people. She was prepared for a long battle. Her only worry was that her daughter would leave Jinling before she could find her. At that time, she would be unable to find her daughter in the vast sea of people.
Unexpectedly, after a few days, the government arrested an experienced kidnapper and rescued several children who hadn't been sold yet. Madam Zhen Feng went to the government office with great expectations and fear.
Although her daughter was only five years old when she was kidnapped and was now ten years old, her appearance had changed a lot. But the rouge mark between her eyebrows that was the size of a grain of rice allowed her to recognize her instantly.
Zhen Yinglian was very young when she was kidnapped. Apart from her own name, she had already forgotten what her parents looked like and where they lived. But when she saw Madam Zhen Feng, perhaps because the mother and daughter were connected, she felt a particularly familiar and intimate feeling. She unconsciously called out "Mother". The mother and daughter suddenly hugged each other and cried together. It was very sad to see them.
The First Rank Building was divided into three floors. The bottom two floors were the hall and the top floor was the private room. On the north side of the hall on the first floor, there was a huge stage. On the stage, an old man with half-white hair was shaking his head and playing the erhu with his eyes closed. There was also a beautiful girl in her twenties who was singing a little tune with her fingers.
At this time, Shuijing and Wen Dongyan were sitting by the window on the second floor. Sitting with them was a fair-skinned boy who was about fifteen or sixteen years old. His black eyes were very lively.
"Is this the tea that the Retired Emperor personally praised?" He picked up the teacup and took two sips. He smacked his lips and said, "It's no different from the big bowl of herbal tea sold at the street stalls for one copper coin. In comparison, Chongjiu prefers the big bowl of herbal tea. It's more satisfying to drink it."
Shuijing was speechless. "Just because of what you said, you can't be a cultured person in your life."
"What's so good about being a cultured person? It's easy to become a bookworm if you read too much. I'm so clever because I never read books. "
Chongjiu said with a hint of pride. But this pride immediately disappeared when he saw Wen Dongyan smile at him. He sat down obediently and secretly prayed that Mr. Wen, who had read a lot of books, wouldn't make things difficult for him because of the word "bookworm".
Wen Dongyan didn't seem to care. He only smiled and said, "This pot of tea is only twenty taels of silver. The tea that the Retired Emperor once praised is worth more than this."
When Chongjiu heard this, he immediately looked at Shuijing with resentment. It was rare for him to be invited to eat tea, but he didn't treat him to the best tea.
Shuijing lazily rolled his eyes. "Haven't you heard that wild boars can't eat fine chaff? The tea that guy said is good, so it's definitely not good! "
Chongjiu originally felt a little hurt when he heard the first sentence. He felt that his master was too good at mocking people. But when he heard the second sentence, he was happy again. It didn't matter who he was talking about, as long as it wasn't him.
With this happiness, he became more talkative.
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