Chapter 307 Zheng Ti

Zheng Lang turned his head and said to Zhang Daliang: "I have something to do..."

It was a smart person, Zhang Daliang stood up and said goodbye.

The people from Xiuzhou also brought in. Zheng Lang spread the letter on the table and asked: "Master Wei wrote to me, but the letter did not explain it clearly. If you tell me, what is going on?"

The visitor replied carefully: "The person who came is in his twenties, with a northern accent."

Zheng Lang frowned. If it were Jiang Erlang, it would definitely be a northern accent, but deep down, Zheng Lang didn't want the real Jiang Erlang to arrive in Xiuzhou.

"He asked Wei Zhizhou to release two criminals with his letter. Wei Zhizhou disagreed and changed his request and asked to go and take a look. Wei Zhizhou took him to the cell."

"What are the names of two people?"

"One is called Zhong Quan, the other is called He Xiu."

"What are their identities?"

"Zhong Quan is a merchant, He Xiu is an idle person, implicated in the Datinghu riot case and was imprisoned in the prison."

"Where is Jiang Wuzhuan now?"

"I heard from Wei Magistrate that he was your friend. Wei Magistrate did not release anyone, so he asked him to go back. As a result, he took Zheng Magistrate Zheng's handwritten letter to find Shi Jingshi, and Shi Jingshi gave orders to take the criminals away. Wei Magistrate investigated, but he did not bring the criminals to Shi Jingshi, and all three disappeared. Although there were a wide range of people involved in the case, they might not be executed one by one, and the court would also leniently resolve the case, but Zheng Magistrate Zheng was in trouble. It was not good. Therefore, Wei Magistrate wrote a letter to Zheng Magistrate Zheng, hoping that Zheng Magistrate would hand over the two criminals and let his subordinates take them back to Xiuzhou."

Yan Rong said angrily: "Doctor Zheng would not write such a letter at all."

"Magichi Wei looked at the letter carefully, and the handwriting on the letter was indeed Zheng style."

"Zheng Ti?"

"It's the style of calligraphy of the prefect Zheng."

"I really didn't write it, please wait a moment." Zheng Lang stood up, found a piece of charcoal, sharpened it with a knife, and drew a sketch on the white paper. Several good brothers had not met for six years, but they have been keeping letters in recent years.

These companies have some industries or large-scale owners, but they don’t have to be officials. The idea of ​​becoming an official is the strange Chinese official-oriented idea. Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are the most expensive. However, the actual income is that officials are not greedy or introverted, which is far inferior to those of those large households.

As long as they are not as ignorant and serious as they were when they were young, they could have a wealthy and happy life with their property and manage their property. Their parents do not want them to be this level, but Zheng Lang was secretly happy for them. As an official, he knew what his good buddies were capable of, and they were not the materials for being an official at all.

As for what industry their family has, Zheng Lang did not ask about it. The incident happened suddenly, even if Jiang Erlang came to Xiuzhou, it might be that Zheng Lang didn't know. But it might not be. So when he drew this sketch, Jiang Erlang was already eighteen years old when he met for the last time. Even if his appearance would change, the change would not be very big.

He finished drawing quickly, handed it to the yamen officer and asked, "Is it him?"

The yamen stared for a long time and said, "It's very similar."

“It’s very similar?”

“It’s very similar.”

"You go back and report to your magistrate. I have never written any letters. I don't know why this 'Zheng style' appeared," Zheng Lang was puzzled. Wei Zhizhou had never had any contact with him, but Shi Jie had been in contact with him many times during this period. The two of them were in business and had to cooperate. They did not catch a cold. However, because of the business, there were many letters. Shi Jie should know his handwriting. Shi Jie is also a master of calligraphy and an expert. I don't know who can write a Zheng style that is true or false, and said, "Let him draw pictures immediately and capture these three people. Also, this is the seal of our government. Ask the letter that does not have a cover."

Take out the mansion seal from the draw, put it on this sketch, and let the yamen officer take it back.

Wei Zhizhou was very repulsive of some of his own practices and must use this matter to make a fuss, but Zheng Lang didn't care. In fact, asking these people to find some small handles may not be a bad thing. Doing everything perfectly is like a real saint coming, not a good thing.

Zheng Lang was disdainful when he took the initiative to throw dirty things on himself. If others poured them, Zheng Lang would be unhappy, but if he poured them, he would be splashed. But it was not easy to splash. There was no official seal, and he did not order his subordinates not to release others. Wei Zhizhou also made a mistake.

The yamen left.

Zheng Lang sent someone to ask Shi Jie and asked Shi Jie to bring the letter.

He wants to take a look at what Zheng style is.

He secretly sent someone to check the background of the two men, wrote a letter to the Jiang family, asking the Jiang family to find Jiang Erlang, and asked him to come to Hangzhou quickly. He quickly arranged the matter and Yan Rong asked, "Doctor, can it really be Jiang Erlang?"

"I don't know," Zheng Lang shook his head. He knew the personalities of several friends in the past, and it might be ignorant of the seriousness. If it was not, it would be the case in the case again, but it was not his responsibility, it was Wei Zhizhou's business.

The concierge came in again to report that Wu Qinan's wife took her daughter to ask for a meeting.

Wang Anshi smiled and said that the teacher had a lot of luck in recent years. First, it was Wei Shiniang, then Yi Niang, and then it was Mrs. Wu.

Zheng Lang glared at him and said to the doorman: "Let them come in."

The man brought it in, and Wu said, "Zhengzhou is kind-hearted, I don't know, and my daughter is ungrateful, and she actually found the prefect Zheng, and I am guilty."

"Get up."

Wu couldn't get up and she burst into tears and said, "Prince Zheng please take in my daughter."

Zheng Lang was displeased and said, "What do you want me to say? Your husband is guilty and has made merits. Now that he is involved in such a wide range of connections, it is not convenient for the court to sentence them all. I have checked out the stolen money from Master Wu. Even if it is handled, it will not be heavy. Maybe he will be allowed to serve as an official and give him a chance to correct it. Your daughter will continue to be the daughter of an official. What should I do in my mansion?"

"I have a son... please take her in."

"Have a son?"

"Yes, there is also a son."

"I've seen it at your home, and no one will cause trouble for you."

"I'm so scared."

"What did anyone say to you?"

"Yes, three days ago, you sent someone to raid my house. I raided it in front and bought vegetables from behind. Two big men stopped me and said to me, "I want my whole family to be careful, I am so afraid."

"Is this happening?"

"Yes, I have never dared to say it to them," he said, looking at his anxious daughter, lowered his head in shame.

"I will send someone to check it out."

"I, I..." Wu's name Tao cried.

Jiang Xing'er, who was standing next to her, felt soft-hearted and took Zheng Lang's hand and said, "Prince, why not let her family live in my house for the time being."

Zheng Lang smiled bitterly. It was not because of his hard heart that he could not have kept them at home to protect everyone. In the end, but for Jiang Xinger begging, Zheng Lang said: "Get up, your daughter is a good woman. I dare not make any unfair thoughts. However, you can live in my house temporarily and not wait for a long time. There will be no more than a few days. The court will have a decree or an imperial envoy will come to Hangzhou."

Seeing them leaving, Jiang Xinger said, "These wicked people."

"What do you know?" Zheng Lang touched her head with some dissatisfaction.

...

Soon the imperial edict came down and three ministers were sent to Liangzhe to preside over the trial. There were too many criminals, so it was impossible to take them to the capital to determine the case.

The first minister was Yang Anguo.

Both of his father were well-versed in the Confucianism. After becoming a Jinshi, he served as the magistrate of Zhijiang County, and was promoted to the Dali Temple Chief, and was appointed as the Imperial College Supervisor. At the beginning of Jingyou, he set up the Chongzheng Hall to teach, and went to Tianzhang Pavilion to serve as the lecturer and the Longtu Pavilion. He was then appointed as the Tianzhang Pavilion. He was appointed as the Tianzhang Pavilion. He was also the direct scholar of the Longtu Pavilion. He was sentenced to the Shangshu Department and was inspected in the Beijing Criminal Prison. He had a deep attainment in the Confucianism and understood the Criminal Prison. He could also be said to be Zhao Zhen's confidant minister. However, he was honest and had a fair approach. The court sent this candidate to the court, which also showed the court's attitude towards the case.

The second is the supervisory judge Wang Gongchen, who once served as the judge of salt and iron and is familiar with salt affairs.

The third one is the censor Han Qi.

At the same time, two new transshipment envoys were appointed. Ji Ying, who was once accused of Wang Zeng because of his desire for learning. Zhang Zhibai appreciated him. Because of Wang Zeng's recommendation, he was transferred to Prince Zhongyun and became the director of Jixian. He served as the chief executive of Kaifeng Prefecture, the judge of the Sansi Du Branch, and lived in a fellow practitioner.

As the Transshipment Commissioner, he served as the judge of the Sansi Du Branch. He not only had a salt service but also a safety supervisor. As the Transshipment Commissioner, he also had to do some small supervision, which required an expert.

Ma Zhongfu, the deputy commander of the Duzhi, once known to Taizhou. His father was very famous. The prince's Taibao Ma Liang, whose family was the first family in Hefei, had many children as officials because Ma Liang had a keen eye for people. He had in-laws with Prime Ministers Xin Zhongfu, Lu Mengzheng, Lu Yijian, Wang Gui and others.

As for how Jiang Jun and Zhang Congge handled it, they were mostly involved in the case, and there was no such thing as the imperial edict.

But I understand everything, basically the two of them have collapsed.

...

It was hot, and Zheng Lang criticized the official document. Although Sier and Huan'er fanned the wind with balls behind him, sweat still soaked his clothes.

Zheng Lang simply opened his collar and rolled up his sleeves to make it cooler.

Cui Xian said: "It is better for officials to be like this, with the style of Wei and Jin Dynasties."

"What kind of style is Wei and Jin Dynasties? If all the gentle and elegant men are like this, the country will be over."

Choi Xian just laughed.

Zheng Lang dropped his pen and said, "You are all here, are you going to..."

"Don't the officials like it?"

"If you do it occasionally, you like it. Even if you eat it every day, will you like it?"

"Where are there vegetables..." Cui Xian pointed to the other side of the courtyard wall, and there were four members of the Wu family living on the other side.

Jiang Xing'er covered her mouth with a round fan and laughed secretly.

"If that's the case, you're not happy again," Zheng Lang smeared her chest with his hand and said in surprise again: "Don't you tie your bust?"

"Pinger wants to eat milk."

"It's big, I'm going to be weaned."

"I still have milk, let her eat it, otherwise someone will let her eat it?"

Xing'er and Si'er and Huan'er have fun again.

"If this happens, it will be even harder for my family to have a child."

"Why?" Cui Xian was the most nervous sentence, so she asked Zheng Lang to take a concubine and even sleep with her in a big bed, because she wanted children. Without a queen, the Zheng family had no children, and she was a good wife, and she also had sins.

"A pound of cane sugar can be used to turn into ten cups of water or one cup of water," said Zheng Lang, but it is impossible to stay with several wives and concubines who are as beautiful as flowers every day. Moreover, he went on tour many times, which is equivalent to controlling his desires. After he came back, he still had no children in his room, and he was less persuasive. I don't know what was wrong. Could it be that the genetic genes of the Zheng family were born with a young child?

Cui Xian's eyes turned, and Zheng Lang shook his head: "You, don't think too much. Being able to get is fate, and not being able to get is fate. The same is true for having Ping'er."

But when it comes to this matter, Cui Xian takes it more seriously and remains silent. After a while, she asked: "When will the imperial envoy arrive?"
To be continued...