The official pavilion outside Huaian Prefecture City has already set up a colorful ceremonial guard. The third-rank Dahongpao Lu Lianxian, the fourth-rank Dahongpao Huai'an prefect, and the fourth-rank Dahongpao Huaiyang Daotai Wuzhou, stood side by side on the roadside outside the pavilion. Under a step, there were the people of Huai'an and refugees.

"Where is County Magistrate Li?" Lu Lianxian asked in confusion. Li Yuchang is the lowest-level official who should come. Why did he come later than them? This awareness is too low, right?

"This, my mansion has destroyed him." The Huai'an prefect had to stand up and speak.

Lu Lianxian said dissatisfiedly: "The Censor has arrived. He is the one who should arrange the ceremonial guards. He is the one who is pushing and blocking the social engagement. What kind of convention is there?"

Although the governor of the river was not in charge of him, as the prefect, and had to listen to him, he always had to listen to him, which was also the reason why he was two levels higher than him. The prefect asked someone to go to the county government to see the witch boat, and the nose and the heart were watched.

"Is Eunuch Liu still in the mansion? It would be better if these two didn't meet." Lu Lianxian whispered about the betel nut king, and all three officials began to tease him. Liu Zhiyuan's charge was ridiculous, and this incident became a laughing stock in the officialdom.

They were talking about it, and Jia Cong wrote to Liu Zhiyuan to plead for the betel nut king, but they didn't expect any of the money Liu Zhiyuan received.

About two quarters of an hour, Jia Cong's sedan chair arrived. The sedan chair was built in Shanyang. It was not very elegant in a hurry. However, the three sisters of the You family had prepared for him such as curtains, curtains, seat cushions, etc., and some were hired as tailors, while others were made by themselves, so Jia Cong was quite comfortable.

Those who set out the roads to guard the roads in front, back, left and right were Sun Fu, Long Aotian, Wu Zhuangsheng, Yu Lu, Bao Er, Liu Xianglian, and Jia Yun.

Brother Wu San helped Miaoyu take his master's coffin back, and Miaoyu also followed Jia Cong.

There are runners from Huai'an Prefecture's yamen on both sides of the road. In the eyes of the people, this scene is really majestic. If the patrol travels, not to mention that the Taoist platform is not as good as the governor, it is one level worse than the governor.

In theory, the inspectors were only seventh ranks. At first, the court stipulated that the inspectors and local officials were just bowing, and they were not allowed to greet them like imperial envoys. However, as the inspectors grew stronger and stronger, some local officials even knelt down directly to the censors.

The prefect of Huai'an, Wu Zhou took a step back and asked Lu Lianxian to go first. Lu Lianxian did not refuse and asked people to prepare wine. He would let the Censor come on stage to speak later, encourage people, talk about the ideals of peace and stability in the country and peace, and the news broadcast always needs to promote it.

However, after only a few high-ranking officials took a few steps, a woman suddenly ran out on the road ahead. She dressed in a seventh-rank destiny woman, stopped Jia Cong's sedan chair, bent her legs and knelt down: "Sir, the Censor, stayed, the concubine is the house of the magistrate of Shanyang..."

The prefect of Huai'an, Lu Lianxian, and Wu Zhou stopped and looked at each other. Wu Zhou's eyes flashed, and the people rushed forward in a crowd, not knowing what was wrong.

As soon as the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, a young man with jade-faced soap boots suddenly came out. The inspector censor was so handsome and young! This is the common voice of the officials and the people present!

"What are your grievances? Why don't you come to complain again when I am in charge of the yamen?" Jia Cong looked at the woman. Although it was an official statement to complain about the road, many censors hated it and had the right to ask someone to beat the board and then drive it away. If everyone comes to complain about the road, will the censors still do it? Will they hand over the work?

"I am a naughty concubine, Du, I received news of her husband's suicide today and went to General Han's temple. The husband and wife died inexplicably. Please make the decision!" Du cried as if no one was around. She was an official wife at least, and she was a little calm and brave enough.

Wow!

The onlookers of Shanyang were suddenly in an uproar! The Grand Master of Qingtian County Magistrate Li was actually dead!

The three officials also changed their faces. One of the imperial officials ordered to die. Can this be settled casually? Maybe it will cause trouble!

Jia Cong was in the worst mood. He had no choice but to pay attention to this matter. Why did something happen when he arrived at the first stop of the inspection just now? Is this fire too strong?

Jia Cong quickly hid his ugly face and became scheming. If it was a slippery approach, he could turn it off as soon as he came and let Huaian Prefecture and Jiangsu Censorate investigate the case first. After all, it was a murder case or a court official. In the end, it was decided by the Three Laws, which had nothing to do with him...

His local judicial task was just to brush up cases. If he did it well, he would not be involved in it.

But as I saw along the way, Li Yuchang was doing well and his official voice was also good. Jia Cong's inner balance shook with difficulty: "How far is the crime scene? What is the situation at this time?"

"Sir, I'm just a cup of tea. I've asked someone to block it." Du still knelt down and refused to get up. This was not her only hope. If Jia Cong ignored it, she could also go to Beijing to file a lawsuit.

Feudal society allowed civilians to sue the imperial court, but they would be exiled regardless of whether they won or not, and the gain would be less than worth the loss. However, Du's family was different. She was a wife and had written letters from the court documents.

"My husband died unjustly. He was already doing well. He was busy helping the victims. Why did he hang himself when he spoke..." Du kept crying and looked back at the three high-ranking officials. The three of them were very calm.

Jia Cong secretly praised her for her cleverness and said, "Where is the Mansion Station? This official personally accepted the case. Please send the criminal letter and coroner to come."

"Sir, I didn't know that this happened under my rule in advance. This is the official Pavilion..."

"The ceremony is unnecessary..." Jia Cong believes that this news broadcast is of no use at all, just like the US president is going to show off when he takes office. It is better to do it quickly than to say so much. Moreover, if he really refuses in public, it would be too unwilling to the people.

"Then this official is waiting to welcome the Lord at the Qingjiangpu Tower..." Lu Lianxian's eyes rolled, and his gift had not been delivered yet.

Wu Zhou did not say a word. Although he was ulterior motives and had a little guilty, Li Yuchang violated the interests of the entire Jiangsu officialdom. No matter how famous the censors of Jia Cong's three provinces were, they could not shake the officialdom of the entire province. In this regard, as long as he managed the inspector's office well, he would have a great victory.

It is not uncommon for the court to order officials to kill officials in the court. Zhang Jixin of the Qing Dynasty recorded real cases in the "Daoxian Ji Wenlu" that there were sensational public offices in the Qianlong period. For the sake of common interests, what is the case if the court orders officials?

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When Jia Cong arrived in Han Xin Temple near the city, when Jia Cong arrived in a blazing manner, the group saw Li Yuchang hanging under the beam and kicking over the stool under his feet. Jia Cong ordered the criminal script to record it, and then put Li Yuchang down to check it.

"I obviously struggled before my death..." The coroner replied hesitantly: "From the face, he was hanged and died..."

Jia Cong touched Li Yuchang's neck and his eyes turned cold: "Is this the hanging trace like this? Get out of the way!"

The coroner stepped back with embarrassment and fear, and Jia Cong asked Li Yuchang about his current situation again. Du suppressed his grief, but his eyes were dull: "He said he wanted to come out for social events, just to welcome the adults. His husband admired the censor's direct name. He was still a Jinshi with the same subject as the adults..."

"It's the same year, where are the cronies and followers?"

"I'm also weird. He originally brought a dozen people out, but except for Li Xiang, the others went to the gambling house for no reason."

"Where is Li Xiang?"

"I heard that when my husband died, I rolled up the bed and prepared to find another home."

Jia Cong ordered: "Sun Fu, pass on my order and ask the Huai'an Prefect to mobilize the yamen servants to pull out this Li Xiang!"

At the same time, the people of Huai'an were full of wind and rain. While suffering from floods, a rumor spread out. Yushi Jia was a disaster star. He took bribes and sought bribes as soon as he came. It was said that he packed tens of thousands of taels in Shandong, which was a disaster star like Eunuch Liu. The reason why Li Yuchang committed suicide was that he could not afford a gift.

The next day, rumors were flying everywhere. The people of Huai'an were not familiar with Jia Cong. With the help of those who were interested, the people almost confirmed this statement.
Chapter completed!