Old Master Han Gui became arrogant again.
Early in the morning, Old Master Han arrogantly walked out of his house and headed towards the Thousand Households Office. As he passed by a breakfast stall, he casually grabbed two meat buns. The shop assistant quickly reached out to stop him and shouted, "Hey, you have to pay up!"
The passersby around the breakfast stall turned their heads and looked over. When they saw Constable Han's dark and fierce expression, everyone was stunned. They thought to themselves, 'Didn't this guy lose his power?' Han Gui fiercely said, "What's wrong? Eating a few buns is an honor for you. Do you want to follow me to the government office? "
Hearing Han Gui's words, everyone's heart skipped a beat.
The owner of the breakfast stall quickly stepped forward and slapped the back of his waiter's head, scolding, "Are you blind? Can't you see who this is?" The owner then bowed to 'Master Han' and said with a charming smile, "Master Han, calm down. You came to my stall so early in the morning. I'm just opening the door to welcome you. Please eat as much as you want. "
"Hmph … I don't like it anymore." 'Old Master Han' spat out the bun he took a bite of and threw the bun in his hand to the ground. He walked away with his head held high and chest puffed out.
Along the way, everyone held their breath and quickly made way for him. When 'Han Gui' was out of sight, the noisy crowd sighed. 'Sigh … Why is this street tiger fine again? Even ghosts and vengeful spirits can't suppress him. He seems to be more powerful than before! '
Han Gui continued forward. Along the way, everyone was terrified. Everyone felt that not only did Constable Han's power not weaken, it seemed to have become stronger. When he arrived outside the office, he happened to see a few yamen runners dressed in black swagger out of the door.
These yamen runners were Han Gui's subordinates. A few days ago, Han Gui had a sore mouth and couldn't speak. Both his prestige and aura had dropped. Even these yamen runners weren't afraid of their boss today. They didn't even look him in the eye. As a result, Constable Han slapped them heavily and viciously. They were slapped so hard that their vision turned black and they saw stars.
This was completely illogical.
When the few yamen runners recovered from their dizziness, they heard Constable Han's ruthless words before he left – 'You lowly bastards, when I'm unlucky, all of you jump around happily.' Now that I, Grandfather Han, am back, don't even think about working for me.
It had been a few days since they heard Constable Han speak so eloquently. The few yamen runners were immediately scared out of their wits. One had to know that the real officials in the Qianhu Institute were the guerrillas, the middle army, and the baihu. These were the ones who were conferred titles by the Imperial Court and recorded by the Ministry of Revenue. Below the officials were officials like Han Gui.
Due to the simple structure of the Fu Shun Qianhu Office, although Han Gui was only a small constable, his power covered a large area of the city. Below the officials were the bailiffs. These bailiffs did not have a legitimate income, nor did they have a stable position. They relied on currying favor with an official to gain power, and they relied on the filial piety of various merchants and commoners to make a living.
As soon as Han Gui returned, he ordered all of his bailiffs to scram. These bailiffs were originally ruffians in the city, and they relied on Han Gui to gain power and prestige. They were scared out of their wits when they heard Han Gui telling them to scram. Seeing that their boss had returned to normal, and that his cultivation base had even improved, they quickly chased after him to plead for mercy.
The yamen runners wanted to find Han Gui, but they realized that Constable Han did not go to the torture chamber after entering the yamen. Instead, he went to Sir You Ji's quarters to greet him. Lord Li, the guerrilla commander of Fu Shun, rarely came to the yamen. The one who handled the daily affairs in the quarters was his hired advisor. This advisor was neither an official nor an official, but he was in charge of the three branches of the government. He did not have the prestige of an official, but his power was not small.
The yamen runners did not dare to enter, so they listened to Constable Han profess his loyalty. "A few days ago, I was sick and had to stay at home. My apologies for troubling Sir Han. Today, I have fully recovered, so I'm here to cancel my leave. Please put in a few good words for me in front of Sir Han, I will be eternally grateful. "
Li Yongfang was the local tyrant of the Fu Shun Qianhu Office. Fawning on him was better than fawning on anyone else. Listening to the clanking sound of heavy objects being placed on the floor, the yamen runners outside could imagine that at least a hundred taels of silver was being delivered to the advisor's hands. Sure enough, the advisor in the quarters laughed heartily. He gave Han Gui a few words of encouragement and told him to focus on his work, that there was no need to worry about him.
Then they heard Han Gui say, "This time subordinate was seriously ill. I feel that the yamen runners under my command are quite corrupt. The common people in the city have suffered for a long time. This time I have returned, I am determined to get rid of these scourges, to restore peace to Fu Shun, and also to share the burden of Lord Li. "
These words made the yamen runners outside shudder with fear and trepidation. Even the advisor in the quarters was rather surprised. But Han Gui wanted to take care of his own subordinates. The advisor had just received a hundred taels of silver, so it was not appropriate for him to stop him. Naturally, he acquiesced.
When Han Gui came out of the quarters, his face was flushed and he was in high spirits. He went on to visit several other important officials in the yamen, once again presenting them with generous gifts and establishing a good relationship. The matter of stabilizing his power was settled.
Fu Shun's Qianhu Office was under military management. There were no magistrates, county magistrates, or any other administrative officials. As a constable, Han Gui was responsible for part of the inspection and even the warden's work. Others could not interfere in the area he was in charge of. When his power was stabilized, he immediately called over the dozen yamen runners under his command.
The yamen runners looked at Han Gui, who was sitting high up in the hall. Each and every one of them was scared out of their wits and shivered. Only then did they realize that there were many more people in the torture chamber, all of whom were unfamiliar faces.
Han Gui took out the list of yamen runners from the torture chamber. With a cold smile, he lifted his pen and crossed out all the names. Every time he crossed out a name, someone kneeled down and cried out for mercy. Everyone thought that Han Gui was venting his anger at the mistreatment he had received a few days ago. They did not realize that there was a deeper meaning behind it.
"Old Man Sun, from today on, you will be my advisor in the torture chamber. You will be in charge of litigation, the use of the law, the prison, and other matters." Han Gui happily wrote and drew on the torture chamber's list. Soon, he was given another important task. Old Man Sun stood in the torture chamber's hall. After receiving the confession document from Han Gui, he was stunned at first. Then, he laughed out loud.
"I am sixty-six years old. I did not expect to be able to return to Daming and become a low-ranking official." Old Man Sun took the confession document and solemnly bowed to Han Gui. After that, he whispered, "It is indeed good to enjoy the shade under a big tree. My lifelong wish has come true without any effort."
After the old man, Han Gui signed two more confession documents. He directly turned Wang Kunpeng into the torture chamber's clerk under Fu Shun's Qianhu Office. Although it was only the lowest-ranking servant, responsible for copying and writing, for Wang Kunpeng, who was not even a scholar in the past, it was a meteoric rise.
Wang Kunpeng took his confession document. He was so happy that he could not find the north. His smile was so wide that it reached the back of his head. He was so overjoyed that he almost danced with joy. "Hahaha … The heavens have opened their eyes. I can't believe I can also become an official of the imperial court. From now on, I'll be a member of the imperial family."
Some of the bailiffs recognized Wang Kunpeng. One of them immediately jumped out and yelled at Han Gui, "Master Han, isn't this the traitor Wang Kunpeng? We have captured him for a few months. Why is he here? I am not convinced! "
Han Gui snorted and said, "So what if you are not convinced? I have my reasons for doing things. You talk too much nonsense. Arrest them all. "
Other than Old Man Sun and Wang Kunpeng, there were more than ten people in the torture chamber. These were the subordinates that Zhou Qingfeng brought back from Ehekulun. Now, they were all pretending to be Han Gui's bailiffs. These people were originally slaves, but in the blink of an eye, they had become officials with little power. With a single order, they all became like wolves and tigers. They all rushed forward and held down the bailiffs in the torture chamber.
The dozens of bailiffs were not convinced and struggled with all their might. The scuffling in the middle of the hall immediately turned into a mess. The fake Han Gui personally took action, quickly and violently beating the bailiffs. The fake Han Gui was not good at fighting, but the hidden puppet bird, Flat Hair, was an expert in martial arts.
This puppet bird had long disliked the filthy officialdom of Fushun, and it was even more happy to pretend to be Han Gui and abuse its power. As soon as it made a move, it beat the ruffian bailiffs until they vomited blood and howled in pain. After it was done, it stripped them of their clothes and threw them outside the yamen to be displayed in public.
The new secretary of the torture chamber, Wang Kunpeng, personally stood outside the yamen to read the notice. "Today, we found out that Wang San, Li Si, and a dozen others bullied the good and exploited merchants. They ran amok in the village, and no one dared to provoke them. The common people suffered unspeakably because of this. In order to pacify the local people and punish the evil and promote the good, under the order of the Lord Li of Fushun's Thousand Households, these fourteen people were arrested and brought to justice. If there are any victims, they can file a lawsuit in the yamen. … "
As soon as the notice of hundreds of words was read, a circle of people immediately gathered outside the yamen.
The bailiffs of the Daming Dynasty were rats at the bottom level, and they deserved to be killed even if they were innocent. Usually, these scoundrels in official robes had done too many evil things. The common people really wanted to applaud when they saw their bad luck.
But today, when these bailiffs were punished, the common people were all confused. Because the one who did this was an even more despicable scoundrel, or even the leader of the scoundrels. In the common people's eyes, this was a dog biting dog. No one deserved sympathy, and no one deserved praise.
Zhou Qingfeng and Xu Bing stood in the crowd, dressed in ordinary clothes. Listening to all kinds of rumors and slanders, the two of them smiled slightly. Xu Bing gave Zhou Qingfeng's creativity in replacing the bailiffs 99 points, one point less because there was a hidden worry. "Aren't you worried that someone will see through you?"
"If it's just a Human-faced Demon, it will be beaten back to its original form by the evil-destroying power of this place. The cultivation of that puppet bird, 'Flat Hair', is equivalent to the fourth level of 'tendons and bones' and the third level of 'qi and blood'. Its strength is quite high. With it protecting the Human-faced Demon, no one will be able to see through it unless they encounter an official of the same level as Li Yongfang.
This is the 'darkest place under the lamp'. Who would have thought that we would be so daring? Han Gui is a despicable person, and we can use his skin to do a lot of things that are out of line. "
Hearing Zhou Qingfeng's certainty, Xu Bing was slightly relieved. She asked again, "What are you going to do next?"
"Confiscate their property. If we confiscate the property of those bailiffs, we should be able to get one or two thousand taels of silver and a lot of real estate and land. "
"What about the bailiffs' families?"
"Then I don't care if they live or die. The work I do can cost me my life. It's not like I'm treating people to a meal. There aren't that many cultured and refined people, and it's impossible to be perfect. Someone has to pay the price. "
The bailiffs wearing the shackles were all wailing, and the common people couldn't help but throw mud and stones at them. Xu Bing watched from behind the crowd, experiencing the different methods of law enforcement in different times.
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