The reputation of the Jinyiwei is well-known in later generations. The lieutenant and the strong men are generally selected by the people by Kong Wu. They have three more obvious characteristics in appearance: tiger's back, bee waist, and mantis legs. Therefore, Jia Cong looked at this strong man and saw his ability to escape, so he became interested.

The Jia family's achievements are true, but the world has been in peace for a long time. The servants and servants can do things. They ask them to protect their personal safety. Jia Cong has no confidence... His exercise is just to strengthen his body and prevent diseases, and he will not be able to do anything about martial arts.

As we all know, the Eight Banners Camp of the Qing Dynasty was not enough to be over, and it was invincible. But after peace, what would the Eight Banners Camp become? The Eight Banners Camp soldiers in the later period fought with their wives to wear pants, couldn't afford to drink tea in the teahouse, and sesame seeds fell into the cracks on the table and had to be picked out to eat... No wonder Jia She, Jia Zhen and others would be able to become martial arts.

Of course, Jia Cong had to ask clearly the situation first.

There are two stone lions at the entrance of the county government. On the left are Confucius Temple County School, garrison and instructors. The buildings inside are lined up, divided into three places. On the right are six rooms of officials, households, military and criminal workers, three squads of Zaokuang, and three entrustment rooms. There is a prison room behind them. When you enter, you are a long and wide screen wall that blocks your sight. The men knew that Jia Cong was favored by the county magistrate, but he did not stop him.

Ma Dianshi is responsible for prison and arresting, and he wants to arrest the strong man and go to the cell.

In front of the screen wall, in the corridor interspersed with the lawn, Jia Cong shouted: "Sir Dian Shi, what did this strong man do?"

Although Dianshi is an insignificant little official, in the eyes of the common people, he is the great master. Because of Jia Cong's performance and Ma Dianshi, Ma was still polite: "Oh, it's Mr. Jia. This strong man is not a citizen of the county. He has no way to guide him, so he is naturally a rioter. If you ask him, he doesn't say where he is from..."

In this era, you cannot leave your hometown without any guidance. Agriculture is the basis, and the ruler wants you to be a good citizen in peace and stability.

"In this way, I had to ask him to build the river. But he was restless and intended to escape..."

"Well, can I ask him?" Jia Cong spoke, and Ma Dianshi nodded. This matter could not touch Ma Dianshi's interests, so he should be regarded as a favor.

Ma Dianshi and the yamen runners retreated aside, and Jia Cong smiled friendly: "Brother, you see, I can speak to save you, but you did not do anything big... I don't know whose surname is the hero? Where is his home? Can he know martial arts?"

"And!" The strong man spoke like thunder. If it weren't for the shackles on his neck and after sniffing, he would have to dig his nose. Sun Fu retreated in disgust, and the yamen runners also disliked him. Only Jia Cong still respected him. The strong man looked around and blinked: "My name is Long Aotian, from Qufu, Shandong, what do you want?"

"What? What's your name?" Jia Cong dug his ears and suspected that he had heard it wrong. Long Aotian? Does your mother know such a domineering name?

"My name is Long Aotian. I didn't call it this originally. It means that my hometown is famous. Qufu, Shandong, the hometown of Confucius. The entire Qufu is the territory of Confucius' descendants. I am a tenant and my name is also obtained by Confucius' descendants. I don't know how to be martial arts, but I am strong and fast, so it's not a problem to carry three or four hundred pounds..." Long Aotian was a little sad when he said it.

In Qufu, Shandong, Jia Cong understood: After the prosperity of Neo-Confucianism in Song and Ming dynasties, Confucius' hometown Qufu, Shandong, became a symbol of rulers' respect for the literati class. Confucius' descendants were granted the title of Yansheng Gong for generations, and they had a fief of a county. Confucius' virtues could not be found in their descendants. They were actually borers of the country, but the emperor would not easily touch them. What is that place in Shandong? The last province where the Yellow River entered the sea, floods, droughts, locust plagues, famines, thieves rampant, and government exploitation, so... Long Aotian must have escaped.

In addition, Shandong had immigrated in a large number of people in the Ming Dynasty. Those who were immigrated, with their hometown complexes and difficulties, wanted to escape.

Jia Cong was silent for a while and wanted to pat his shoulder to comfort him, but it was far from reaching... He wanted to cry without tears. It was not that he was too short, but that Long Aotian was too tall. Jia Cong encouraged: "Long Aotian, you must have a future. Do you want to follow me? At least one tael of silver a month, protect me carefully and do it."

"And!" Long Aotian muttered, and Ma Dianshi put out shackles and shackles to please Jia Cong.

Jia Cong thanked him and took him to see Fan Lin and arranged his household registration.

There are people coming and going in and out of the yamen from time to time, three shifts and six bedrooms.

When Fan Lin heard about the Three Halls Flower Hall, he did not count at all. He immediately notified the chief clerk and asked the House Office to prepare the household registration and stamp it with a seal. From then on, Long Aotian was a legal citizen under the rule of the wise Emperor Shenwu Yongle... No, he was Jia Cong's follower.

"Jia Cong, Lord Tongzhi has rushed back from Zhuozhou. I have to go to welcome him and arrange food and accommodation. Luowu's family also found tens of thousands of dollars. The river management matter is almost over. There is no need to talk about the previous matter. Qin Langzhong has to go to Gu'an, right? Well... the art of making must not be left behind, and I must pass, otherwise how can I take you? Luo Jieshou will not dare to sue him for the time being, and I am not afraid of him. Go." Fan Lin sat upright, speaking with a full breath.

"The county respects and cares for the body." Jia Cong said he was speechless. Fan Lin could not be a good official or a bad official. He was the person born from the system. However, these things made him recall the relationship between teachers and students in his previous life, which was a bit unbearable to look back on.

...

Looking up at Long Aotian who was several heads taller than himself, Sun Fu felt bad: Am I out of favor? With such a big man, what else can I do?

The three of them shuttled through the market, and Sun Fu even discovered that Long Aotian's turnover rate was extremely high.

Walking into Jubaoxuan, the shopkeeper who was dialing the abacus looked up and saw that it was Jia Cong. Because Qin Ye and his party held a task to check in his inn, Jubaoxuan is now well-known. He smiled: "Wow, Mr. Jia..."

Before he could finish his words, Sun Fu stretched out his hand and released a piece of white ingot: "No need to find it, the food and accommodation fee."

"Wow..." The shopkeeper smiled and his teeth bit the ingot. The real thing, a rare silver ingot, was filled with joy. Suddenly, the beam at the entrance of the stairs slammed, and a vibration came from the sound, but Long Aotian hit his forehead.

Seeing that distant height and figure, the fat shopkeeper fell to his seat: "Wow!"

Sun Fu secretly despised: "It turns out that a big man is a fool. Now, what... there are some shortcomings and a strength in a short time. Some things can only be done by me, Sun Fu."

When he arrived at his guest room, Jia Cong heard Qin Ye telling him how glorious and wise he was today. Qin Zhong heard it with relish and secretly regretted that he was lazy. Qin Keqing just laughed. Jia Cong said that he had bought a new servant. Qin Keqing looked at it and said with a smile: "This appearance and figure are really... amazing!"

Qin Ye had seen the great general of Jinyiwei in Beijing, but he didn't find it strange. Qin Tong led Long Aotian to arrange meals. Qin Ye said, "Have you received the family letter? Although you are studying, it's not good for you to leave home for too long. I have already drafted the document here of Wanping. After Gu'an is finished, you will come back to Wanping immediately for the exam. Those eight-legged essays are still aligned, but they still have the problem of mistakes in historical facts. If you have time, read more historical books..."

"Your father still doesn't like you've been delayed for too long. Although the county examination is relatively low, you were taught by me as a Jinshi on both lists and you can't ruin my reputation..."

"Yes." Jia Cong looked at Qin Ye's hair slightly, and his eyes turned pale for a moment... Many teachers also favored him in his previous life, but in the end he failed many things because of poverty and illness. The silkworms died and the silkworms were gone. The candles were tears of tears. Entering society, the world was separated by the world. Those young rebellions became memories of the dreams of midnight... As for parents, Jia She, who was useless in this life, and the stingy and mean Mrs. Xing, do you accept your fate? No! In addition to cherishing the relationship between teachers and students, he still has to change many things, even between father and son... The solution is always thought of by people.

After Qin Ye finished teaching, Qin Keqing pointed at him and said, "It's dirty, take it off."
Chapter completed!