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Chapter 8 Commitment

Shenshi, government office.

Lu Wen, the prefect of Hangzhou, was drinking tea in a room in the back office.

In the past two days, for some unknown reason, Mr. Lu's right eyelid has been twitching, coming and going, sometimes good and bad.

According to our modern understanding, this is called blepharospasm, which has various causes and usually heals on its own in a few days. However, in ancient times, people were more superstitious, and there was a saying that "the left eye jumps to make money, and the right eye jumps to disaster"

Therefore, Lu Wen has been restless for the past two days, always feeling that some trouble will come to his door recently.

"Sir...Sir-" Suddenly, a shout came from outside the house.

The sound came from far away and passed through the courtyard. In a blink of an eye, the person shouting was approaching.

The door beside Lu Wen was open, and he soon saw the government servant who was running and shouting. The latter stumbled to the door of the room. When he saw Magistrate Lu, he knelt down and gasped for breath.

, cupped his fists and saluted: "Haah...haah...humble...my humble position, sir!"

"Why are you so panicked?" Lu Wen was proud to act like a master in front of the Yamen servant, so he spoke in a leisurely manner. As he spoke, he picked up the tea cup and took a calm sip.

"Replying to your lord, Mr. Sun Yixi wishes to see you," the officer replied.

"Pfft--" The next second, Lu Wen sprayed the tea all over the wall.

After coughing twice, Lu Wen's eyes widened, he turned to look at the yamen servant and said, "Say it again? Who wants to see you?"

"Sun...Sun Yixie, Mr. Sun." When the yamen officer answered for the second time, cold sweat started to fall from his temples.

"Isn't he dead?" Lu Wen was also a little frightened and answered this sentence without thinking.

In fact, what he said is nonsense. Regardless of whether Brother Sun is dead or fake, can you talk to this little messenger in front of you? Do you still expect him to give you advice?

"Uh... I just saw him with my own eyes. I think the rumors are false." That was all the officer could say in reply.

"Huh..." The next second, Lu Wen took a deep breath, as if he wanted to calm down, "Okay, go and invite him in..."

"I humbly obey my command." The yamen servant promised, turned around and left.

Two minutes later, he led Sun Yixie back.

"Sir, Mr. Sun will bring you here." The tone of the officer's words when he said this revealed a strong feeling that he wanted to leave after completing the task.

Lu Wen really didn't think that staying here would be of any help to him, so he waved his hand: "Well, you can go down."

Hearing this, the officer agreed and left quickly as if he had been granted amnesty.

Sun Yixie, who was beside him, was talking to himself at this time. He took two steps forward, entered the house, knelt down on one knee with a smile, clasped his fists and said, "The common people have seen Mr. Lu."

"Hey, my nephew is so polite. Why do you need to give me such a big gift? Please get up quickly!" As Lu Wen said this, he jumped up from the chair and bent down to help Sun Yixie himself.

Obviously, Mr. Lu is also a person who appreciates praise. Facing Sun Yixie, he dare not continue to sit on the chair and ask him to get up on his own. After all, he is just the "prefect of running water", and he is the "iron-hard Sun".

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"Thank you, sir." Sun Yixie smiled and pretended to thank him.

"Come on, my dear nephew, sit down quickly." Lu Wen also pretended to be very enthusiastic and motioned for the other party to sit down with him.

After the two sat down and exchanged a few polite words, Lu Wencai said: "My dear nephew, when did you come back?"

"I just came back this morning." Sun Yixie replied, "I finished chatting with my parents at home, and I came here immediately to say hello to you, sir."

"Oh... my nephew has a heart, he has a heart!" Lu Wen was very touched on the surface, but what he said in his heart was - "Could you be here to pay my respects? You are probably here to ask for forgiveness."

His guess was correct...

"Haha... I should." Sun Yixiao smiled with a knife hidden in his face, and the next sentence was, "While I am away, our Sun family is completely dependent on your 'care', the prefect."

When Lu Wen heard that the other party added an accent to the word "care", he immediately panicked. He immediately said in a very sincere tone: "My dear nephew, please don't misunderstand me. What Murong Ji did is terrible."

It has nothing to do with me, it’s not that I don’t want to take care of it, it’s really… alas… I’m powerless.”

Seeing the troubled expression on his face, Sun Yixie felt that he must not have lied, so he further probed: "Oh? What is the origin of Mr. Murong that can make Master Lu, the magistrate, helpless?"

After hearing this, Lu Wen said heartily: "Hey, can't you also make me helpless? Isn't this strange?"

But he wouldn't spit it out, he just replied: "My dear nephew, you don't know something. The Murong family is the boss behind 'Huanyi Pavilion', and behind them..." Lu Wen said

At this point, he paused, turned around and looked around. After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and said, "... Let's put it this way, most of the civil servants in the government and the public are their backers."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Sun Yixie realized that this was really a big deal, so he continued to ask.

As for Lu Wen, he didn't dare and had no need to hide anything, because this matter was basically the same as the situation of the "High-Speed ​​Rail Gang" and the "Flying Pigeon Gang". It was a semi-open secret in both the black and white circles of Dashu.

So, during the next cup of tea, Lu Wen gave Brother Sun some popular science about the settings of the Murong family and the imperial court that we mentioned in the previous book.

When Sun Yixie heard about it, he also chewed his teeth and thought that this matter was really difficult to handle.

After Mr. Lu had finished explaining the matter, Sun Yixie frowned slightly and asked thoughtfully: "Then... can I understand this, this Murong Ji, I will sink him into the lake..."

It must be impossible, right?”

Luwenna Khan came down at that time.

Who is Mr. Lu? According to our current concept, he, the prefect, is equivalent to the mayor of Hangzhou, the chief prosecutor of the Hangzhou Procuratorate, and the director of the Hangzhou Public Security Bureau...

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! If you ask this question in front of him, how do you want him to answer you?

"Good nephew..." A few seconds later, after a round of ideological struggle, Lu Wen continued in a deep voice, "...it's not that I don't give you face, it's just...according to this law, who do you want to sink?"

Lakes are inappropriate."

"Then according to the law of Dazu, is it okay for Murong Ji and his people to cause trouble at my trading place and even hurt my people?" Sun Yixie asked rhetorically.

"This..." Lu Wen's expression changed slightly, he thought for a while, and replied, "My dear nephew, how about I tell you this, as long as you don't 'cause any loss of life', what do you want to do about the matter between you two?"

It can be solved... If it really comes to me, I will definitely be with you, after all, we are friends, right?"

When Mr. Lu said these words, it was basically a showdown.

What he meant is - I have clearly defined the bottom line for you. You can decide what to do next. It is best for you two not to alert the Yamen in the end. If you are alerted, I can also promise to give you this local snake.

Pull the side frame.

As for "friendship" or something like that, it was just a matter of conversation. The reason why Lu Wen chose to favor Sun Yixie was simply because he had already settled his account clearly in his mind.

Although the Murong family was backed by officialdom, in the final analysis they were just slaves who made money for their masters.

When a slave suffers a loss outside, he cannot directly instruct his master to avenge him. He can only complain to his master first, and then let the master decide whether to help him or not. And the master often has to weigh the pros and cons before taking action. Look at this

Whether it's worth it or not, if it's not worth it, forget it, anyway, it's just the slaves who suffer.

In other words, Murong Ji did not do whatever he wanted, but as long as he did not go too far, officials everywhere would turn a blind eye to his behavior.

But Sun Yixie is different. He is backed by Jin Yiwei, and judging from his previous attitude towards Yun Shili, there is a real "friendship".

If you offend Murong Ji, the worst case scenario is that he will go back and file a complaint, and he will tamper with you among the officials in the imperial court, which will affect your career, and it is not certain whether it will really affect your career.

And if you offend Sun Yixie, you might end up traveling to the imperial prison, which is a one-way ticket.

This difference in risk cost would make anyone choose.

Moreover, even if Jin Yiwei's matter is not considered, the Sun family's foundation in Hangzhou is much deeper than that of the Murong family.

Let's take a step back... Objectively speaking, it was Murong Ji's fault in the matter at hand. He was the one who engaged in the Sun family's business first, so he deserved it if he was reversed.

To sum up, Lu Wen’s judgment is normal and reasonable.

"Okay, I am relieved by your words." Sun Yixie smiled again after thinking for a moment, "Ah... By the way, I suddenly remembered that there was something stewing on the stove at home. If

If there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave first.”

After getting what he wanted, Sun Yixie no longer stayed at Lu Wen's place. He had already hatched a vicious plan and had to go back to arrange it without stopping.

And what he is going to do to Murong Ji, let’s see next time... break it down!


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