Chapter 475: The Big Trap Digged by Jiang Qingzhi
Sun Chonglou was called in and saw that Jiang Qingzhi looked unhappy. Li Tian had not left and his expression also looked a little inappropriate.
"Tell me what happened this morning." Jiang Qingzhi said.
Sun Chonglou told him everything, and finally said: "It was obvious from the deputy centurion that he did it on purpose, and I couldn't help but take action."
Fu Cheng cursed, "If you want to start a fight, then start it. Why are you hitting the chest and abdomen?"
"I just kicked him lightly." Sun Chonglou muttered with his head down.
In his world, black is black and white is white. That deputy centurion wanted to ruin the young master's business, so he deserved to be beaten.
Damn it even.
"I told you not to attack the chest or abdomen if you are not a mortal enemy, you!" Fu Cheng raised his hand and finally sighed, "Master, how about letting Shitou leave the city and hide?"
Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, "Believe it or not, everyone who knows about this is hoping that I will let Shitou leave the city to avoid disaster."
Fucheng was in a state of confusion because of his concern. Jiang Qingzhi said, "Go check the background of that deputy centurion immediately. Also, the scoundrel present today..."
"When they first arrived, the old servant gave them some tips and asked the kitchen to prepare some wine and food and treat them to some drinks."
The Bo family treats even beggars kindly, and the same goes for ruffians.
At this moment, more than a dozen hooligans were drinking in the room next to the kitchen.
There aren't many dishes, but they're filling.
Large pieces of smoked chicken, slices of steamed bacon and sausage, so much braised fish that it wouldn't even fit in a pot, and two pots of lamb.
The kitchen helper came in with a pot of braised chicken nuggets, "Just eat, the housekeeper said that if you don't eat and drink enough, you are looking down on the Bo Mansion!"
"How could that be possible!" The leading scoundrel stood up and smiled apologetically.
The kitchen helper said, "Master Bo has received a report and said he will do his best to entertain you. Enjoy your meal! The reward money has been packed up and you can take it with you when you leave."
The ruffian was panicked, "How dare I let the master worry about me, given my status?"
The kitchen helper smiled and said, "The uncle is very kind! He will smile when he sees us kitchen helpers. Sometimes we make mistakes, but as long as we don't do it on purpose, the uncle will forgive us when he knows..."
After Li Tian took charge of the Bo Mansion, the first thing he did was to ask Fucheng to create a friendly and charitable personality for Jiang Qingzhi.
But Fu Cheng said, "Madam, the master is just like this."
Jiang Qingzhi came from the future. Although he had a group of subordinates in South America who killed people without blinking an eye, he was still a petty citizen at heart.
He naturally has a kind of intimacy with ordinary people and can get along well with them. Even when drinking, he likes to be with ordinary people. According to him: Drinking with those nobles, from beginning to end, you have to pretend, and it is very tiring.
Fucheng even advised him at the time, saying that since he had such a foundation, social engagements were inevitable and it was just a matter of going through the motions.
But what Jiang Qingzhi hated most was acting according to circumstances.
Therefore, apart from a few people like the old playboy, the Bo's Mansion almost never hosted banquets for the powerful and wealthy.
The scholars in the capital therefore mocked Jiang Qingzhi for being content with his low status.
At this time, Fu Cheng came in and said, "I need your help with something."
"Just say it, butler!"
These ruffians had never been respected like this by a nobleman before, and they patted their chests with red faces.
"Someone is behind the matter of the deputy centurion. Please stay in the Earl's Mansion for a few days... or someone will come to your house and threaten you to change your words."
"No problem. The Marquis's Mansion will treat us to delicious food and drinks. Please ask the housekeeper to report to the Lord Marquis. Not only will we stay at the Marquis' Mansion for a few days, but if the Lord Marquis has any instructions, we brothers are willing to go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Seeing the scoundrels' solemn expressions, Fu Cheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
During Jiang Qingzhi's coma, those people were preparing to suppress the Mohist School. When Jiang Qingzhi wakes up, he must fight back. The sharper the counterattack, the greater the warning effect on the outside world.
The other party obviously did not sit idly by. After Jiang Qingzhi captured Zhang Xi last night, he used a deputy captain to muddy the waters.
No one wants to be drawn into this dangerous vortex. Fu Cheng was worried that the hooligans would refuse, but Jiang Qingzhi said, "The more a person has, the more hesitant he will be. The lower-class people are barefoot, but they have loyalty in their hearts. Just go, those people will definitely not refuse."
Fu Cheng felt relieved that the ruffians were willing to stay. Then, according to Jiang Qingzhi's instructions, he asked Mo Zhan and others to find out the details of the deputy centurion.
Mo Zhan and others had not returned yet, and Zhu Xizhong sent someone to deliver a message.
"The family of the deputy centurion went to the Dali Temple and sued the second master for allowing his slave to commit murder."
The Dali Temple is responsible for reviewing cases tried by the Ministry of Justice, as well as major cases.
"This is an official matter." Xia Yan stroked his beard and said, "Let this matter be made public, so that many of our methods will be useless."
Ordinary people naturally dislike the term "allowing slaves to commit crimes"... Jiang Qing was like this when he was young in his previous life. Whenever he saw such news, he would be filled with righteous indignation, as if he could empathize with the situation.
This is a reflection of the weak's anxiety about reality; they worry that such misfortune will befall them one day.
Jiang Qingzhi hesitated for a long time, and Sun Chonglou came in, "Master, everyone has their own responsibility. I will turn myself in now."
"Beat him!" Jiang Qingzhi pointed at Sun Chonglou.
Fu Cheng slapped Sun Chonglou in the face, and he didn't dare to dodge, and he cried out in pain.
"Forget it." Jiang Qingzhi looked distressed, "Get lost, stay at home and behave yourself for the next two days. If you dare to go out...Fucheng."
"I will break his legs." Fu Cheng said respectfully, clenching his right hand. Sun Chonglou shivered a little, "There will be a troupe at the Huguo Temple tomorrow..."
"There are some in prison too." Jiang Qingzhi waved his hand and told him to get out.
After the Dali Temple took over the case, it immediately asked Yan Song for instructions.
"How are the people?" Yan Song asked.
"It is said that his sternum pierced his lungs. His life or death depends on God's will." Yan Shifan put down the memorial, "Be careful to silence him... That's all. How could Jiang Qingzhi just sit there and watch?"
If the deputy centurion died, the case would be different. So Jiang Qingzhi sent people to stake out his home early.
Yan Song waved his hand and said, "Just be fair."
"Yes."
After the people from the Dali Temple left, Yan Shifan said, "Dad, it is said that Sun Chonglou and Jiang Qingzhi are inseparable. This time those people will definitely catch him. This is a mess. We must not get involved."
"I know." Yan Song coughed dryly and stroked his beard, saying, "Jiang Qingzhi said that he would create something that would benefit the country and the people. This is to pave the way for the expansion of the Mohist school.
With the reputation of benefiting the country and the people, His Majesty can support him openly. And the craftsmen are the top priority.
I thought the fight would happen between the Ministry of Works and the Armory, but I didn't expect it to be a case!"
He did not dare to delay and went to see the Taoist priest in person to report the matter.
"Sun Chonglou?" Daoye remembered that simple young man, "Why did you take action?"
"The deputy centurion was called Xie Quan. Chang Wei Bo offered a reward of 1,000 strings of cash to find the person who ordered the man who injured the craftsman. This morning, the man was captured by the ruffians. Xie Quan led his men to intercept him, and Sun Chonglou happened to be there... and a fight broke out during the argument."
The Taoist didn't ask who started it first. There was no need to ask. "Those people are really good at reaching out. Tell the Dali Temple and do justice!"
"Yes."
Both the Prime Minister and the Emperor are characterized by two words: impartiality.
The Dali Temple was under tremendous pressure. Someone came to visit that day and talked with the Dali Temple Chief for a long time, but left disappointed.
"His Majesty is watching. The Dali Temple said that we dare not overstep the line. Otherwise, if Jiang Qingzhi catches us, the case will be overturned." Chen Zhan's eyes were a little red. Since he learned that Jiang Qingzhi woke up, he fell into a huge rage.
He felt that God was unfair, and after drinking, he swore to heaven and earth, vowing to avenge his friend.
"In fact, it's better to be impartial. Besides, those people took things for granted." Yang Qing liked to play chess in the waterside pavilion or play chess with Han Yu. He said with the chess record in hand: "Sun Chonglou severely injured Xie Quan. If they pretend not to know, Jiang Qingzhi will definitely cover it up. What is this? This is playing tricks and treating the law as nothing."
Han Yu sneered, "Those people thought Jiang Qingzhi would definitely die this time, but who knew he would survive. They were naturally furious because they were unwilling to accept the consequences. People! Once they are blinded by anger, they will lose their reason..."
In the afternoon of that day, someone impeached Jiang Qingzhi, not only accusing him of allowing his slaves to commit the crime, but also impeaching him for protecting the murderer Sun Chonglou.
The people from the Dali Temple went to Xin'an Lane to ask for the person according to the procedure, but were refused.
"Does Lord Changwei want to ignore the law?" The person from the Dali Temple sneered. With the Taoist's order, they dared not show favoritism, but Jiang Qingzhi refused to let him go, which was a ready-made handle.
"My uncle said so," said the doorman, "Xie Quan wanted to kidnap someone but no case was filed. It shows that the Dali Temple is showing partiality."
The person from Dali Temple sneered, "No one reported the case."
In this era, many things are not reported by the people and the officials are not investigated.
Menzi chuckled, "Really? But I heard someone reported the case yesterday, but it was ignored. The difference is that Xie Quan's family shouted outside the Dali Temple, and then an official came to receive them and took notes personally... What is the Dali Temple doing?"
When the news came back, Wang Huazhong, the Minister of Dali Temple, summoned his subordinates for questioning.
"It is said that someone reported the case yesterday, but no one asked about it. Is this true?"
Dali Temple Secretary Shen Qian was stunned, "I haven't heard of it!"
Everyone shook their heads, and Wang Huazhong frowned, "Go and ask each of you."
After a round of questioning, nothing was found. Finally, someone remembered something and said, "Yesterday's doorman is off today. You can ask him."
Shen Qian immediately sent someone to Menzi's house to question him.
"Yesterday an old woman came and said her husband was beaten up. The doorman asked her to go to the local government office to report the case, and the old woman left."
"Old woman? Beating..." Wang Huazhong's eyes suddenly narrowed. "Didn't this incident start because an old craftsman was beaten?"
"Go and interrogate him!" Shen Qian's face turned pale.
The people from the Dali Temple found their way to Feng Yuan's house. Sun Bu Tong was waiting there. When he saw them, he said sarcastically, "Aren't these the nobles from the Dali Temple who despise the poor and love the rich? How come you are willing to come to this poor place?"
The people from the Dali Temple were startled and hurried to ask Feng Yuan’s wife.
"I learned that someone had caught the murderer who seriously injured my husband, but there was someone else who was still at large, so I went to the Dali Temple to file a complaint. But the person said... the Dali Temple would not intervene in such matters, and told me to report to the authorities elsewhere. I didn't dare to question it, so I left."
Sun Bu Tong said coldly: "Every report made by Xie Quan's family was successful, but the original victim's report was ignored. How can the Dali Temple's position be fair?"
When the news reached the Dali Temple, Wang Huazhong was furious and immediately ordered the dismissal of the doorman, but someone came from the palace.
"The Dali Temple is not worthy of this. The Jinyiwei will try this case together."
……
Bah!
The sound of porcelain shattering was heard from a duty room in the Ministry of Industry.
Lan Zhen, the Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Works, was still smashing things, and said to the man who brought the bad news: "Jiang Qingzhi is best at digging holes and burying people. Once he wakes up, he will definitely think of counterattacking.
I dare say that this big hole was dug from the moment he woke up."
The visitor was stunned, "But Xie Quan's family reported the case later!"
"Stupid!" Lan Zhen felt that it was even more stupid to associate with such people. "What Jiang Qingzhi lacks most is craftsmen. He doesn't have many ways to win over those craftsmen. Feng Yuan's injury is an opportunity. Let his old wife report to the authorities. If the Dali Temple ignores it, it will arouse the sympathy and anger of the craftsmen."
"And Jiang Qingzhi then took action to uphold justice for Feng Yuan, and was able to win the hearts of those craftsmen." The man suddenly realized, "He did it on purpose."
"The Dali Temple is the place that handles major cases. Otherwise, the old woman could have gone to the local government office to report the case."
Lan Zhen sighed, "Jiang Qingzhi dug a big trap. He probably didn't expect it. He wanted to trick the Ministry of Works and the Armory, but you jumped into it on your own initiative."
(End of this chapter)
