He Xi raised the spiritual tablet high, looked directly at Mo Rongxin's eyes like a dead fish, gritted his teeth and said: "Go to the eighteenth level of hell!"
At this moment, the trap door opened and Mo Rongxin's body fell down. The audience burst into cheers. Even Zeng Juan, who had nothing to do with Mo Rongxin, couldn't help but cheer along with him.
Bi Defan was on guard in front of the gallows. While his colleagues were dealing with the people, he turned his back and quickly cut off a palm of the corpse with a hidden dagger, stuffed it into the prepared oilcloth bag, and put it in his arms.
. Quietly walked to the side and saw He Xi paralyzed on the ground, as if all the strength in his body had been drained, just panting on the ground. He quickly walked over, helped her up, and stuffed the oilcloth bag into her
in the hand.
"Cousin, please go back. It's crowded here. Take care of yourself when you go back!" Bi Defan said, adding, "Don't commit suicide!"
He Xi was speechless and just nodded sadly. Bi Defan called a colleague and ordered He Xi to be sent out.
Zeng Juan was in a state of excitement and novelty, so he did not squeeze in to watch the hanging - this geomantic treasure was not easy to find. It would be difficult to find it again if he squeezed out.
I was stretching my neck to see who was going to swing next, when suddenly a person climbed up on the trial platform. He was so far away that I couldn't see his face, and his clothes looked like he was a scholar.
The policeman on the stage was so anxious that he shouted, "What are you doing climbing up here? Get down quickly!"
The scholar refused to go down, but knelt down on the stage with a thud. The police thought he had some grievances to redress, and said: "If you have any grievances, go to the police station to investigate..."
The scholar was unmoved. He kowtowed several times, stood up and shouted loudly to the people in the audience: "No Cai Hu Ming! He was a fellow student of Wang Xiucai in the former academy! Wang Xiandi died under the fountain and could not rest in peace. Although I am here
In the Academy, Mo Thief's every word and deed is known very well, and he dare not say a word to express his injustice. Today I have to meet Master Qingtian of the Great Song Dynasty to avenge Wang Xiandi's grievances and return the world to me. From now on, I am willing to be a pioneer of the Senate, fighting against mountains of swords and seas of fire.
I swear to obey you to the death!"
After that, he pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and before the police could react, he took apart his bun, cut off his hair with a knife, threw it away, and jumped off the stage. The whole audience burst into cheers.
This scene was so dramatic that not only Mu Min was dumbfounded, but Ding Ding was also stunned. After a while, Shen Ruiming's voice came from the intercom: "Ding Ding, did you arrange this person?"
"No, we didn't arrange any 'entrustment'," Ding Ding shook his head and looked at Mu Min, who also gave him a clear negative.
Zeng Juan was also moved by what he saw here. This scene was so sudden and shocking. As Hu Ming threw away his hair and jumped into the air, Zeng Juan instantly had the urge to cut off his hair.
The trial was still going on, but Zeng Juan had no time to read anymore. He saw that the sun was gradually setting in the west, and it was about after three o'clock. He had been wandering outside all day, and if he didn't go to Wan Shenglu to watch the evening business,
My parents have to talk to me again. Even Uncle He in the store has to talk about the old tune of "being entrusted by others and being loyal to them".
He squeezed out of the venue and ran all the way back to Wanshenglu, but it was already full. Many people, like him, had just come out of the venue, and they were all talking about the latest news.
Zeng Juan came back and as soon as he sat down at the counter, Uncle He came to ask him anxiously about today's public trial.
"I heard that many villains and villains were hanged. Is that true?"
"It's true." Zeng Juan nodded and named some of the people who were executed.
Uncle He's eyes were shining, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and he kept saying "good".
It's not easy to be a Qitang. They have to deal with all kinds of people from all religions every day, and their status is very low. They are often bullied and beaten for no reason. It is common for them to get angry or annoyed. They still have to smile when they are beaten. Street.
The city foxes and social rats in front of them did not dare to provoke the gates of Gaotang, and even the ordinary people with a little influence did not dare to provoke them too much, so they used bullying the Qitang shopkeepers as a means of "establishing their authority". Uncle He had many problems in the past.
Be bullied by these people.
"It's great that the Song Dynasty has come, the world is bright and clear!" Uncle He said with emotion, "I feel energetic when I work..."
Before he finished speaking, someone called for a waiter outside, and Uncle He hurried over to wait on him.
Zeng Juan started to sort out the accounts when he suddenly heard someone calling: "Ah... Juan..."
The only one who greeted me so hesitantly was Agui. Zeng Juan looked up and saw that it was indeed Agui.
He was probably not on duty. He was wearing casual clothes today, and he had someone with him. It was Yuan Shuzhi who had disappeared for a long time.
Zeng Juan couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw him.
Yuan Shuzhi always wears a Dongpo scarf with holes on his head in winter and summer, and an old Yuan-colored silk jacket. The right sleeve and the back seat are both torn. At his feet is a pair of old red silk shoes, with toes on his toes.
As usual, he has a thin, dark complexion and a gray beard.
Now he is wearing brand new clothes, he has gained weight, and he is in great spirits. As for the legendary lameness, he seems to have disappeared.
"Agui, why are you here?" Zeng Juan was surprised and happy. Agui is Li Ziyu's "follower" and can be regarded as an informal member of their small circle. Moreover, Zeng Juan is now acting as the shopkeeper of Tea House.
Emotionally, there must be some perfunctory handling.
"Come, sit down first," Zeng Juan was about to say hello to bring them a seat, but Agui said: "I...are not here to drink tea...there is a place, let's have a few words in private..."
Zeng Juan wondered if he had something to talk about in private? Did he bring Yuan Shuzhi with him? He nodded and said, "Okay, let's talk inside."
There was a counting room inside the shop. Zeng Juan let them in and lowered the bamboo curtain.
Zeng Juan then said hesitantly: I knew that Zeng Juan was preparing to take the civil service exam, and Yuan Shuzhi also wanted to take the exam, but he didn't know anything about "Macao studies" and hoped to become his teacher and receive some "teaching".
Zeng Juan suddenly realized that Agui was here to help a friend.
It turned out that after Yuan Shuzhi injured his leg, he relied on Agui to help him and got a compensation. Seeing that he was seriously injured in the detention center, they even hired a doctor who had suffered injuries from bruises to treat him. After he came out of the detention center,
The injury was almost healed. I had nowhere to go and returned to the temple where I lived.
He had money on hand, and the monk's attitude was not bad. He spent some time comfortably in the temple. Agui would sometimes come to see him and chat with the monk for a few words. Agui knew Yuan Shuzhi's
I can't say that knowledge is good, but in this era when illiteracy is common, being able to read is considered good. So I suggested that Lao Yuan take the civil service examination.
"Australians now have very low requirements for taking the civil service exam. You don't even need to be literate to be a police officer. You are too old to be a police officer. If you take the civil service exam or something like that, you will not only be dignified, but you won't be bullied by others."
The monk also advised him: "I tell you, Lao Yuan, you can't continue to live like this when you are old. This time it was Agui who happened to stand up for you. Next time you are injured or killed, who will save you or bury you?"
It's probably the corpse collection team of the police station! Think about it, is it worth living like this in your life? You can read and write well, go and take the exam to become an Australian book clerk - at least you will have enough food and clothing."
After hearing what the two of them said, Yuan Shuzhi just remained silent, his eyes rolling rapidly. His ambition for fame, which had been cold for many years, came back to him. He thought that this was the way he was now anyway, so he might as well give it a try and become a thief.
Any civil servant is not bad, but as for whether the thief is defeated or not in the future, it doesn't matter whether he is defeated or not. It is not necessarily the case that the Ming Dynasty will pursue a scribe after they come back - the worst is to abandon his post and abscond.
However, if you want to "take the public examination", you must have examination content. Yuan Shuzhi has been taking the boy's examination all his life, and he doesn't even know what the provincial examination is like, let alone the "public examination" in Australia. When I asked Agui, he didn't know either -
He took the police exam by running.
As soon as I thought about it, I thought of Zeng Juan. Zeng Juan was preparing for the exam, and Zeng Juan was well-versed in "kun affairs", so it was always right to ask him for advice.
Agui muttered some polite words incoherently, and Zeng Juan responded a few words, feeling secretly proud in his heart: Speaking of which, apart from these brothers, who else can handle affairs in Guangzhou?!
Agui has a good taste. Now that he is rich, he knows how to take care of his friends, so he is a trustworthy person!
But when he looked at Yuan Shuzhi, he was troubled. He didn't know how old this old Yuan was, but he heard from others that he was born in the Wanli year and is now in his early fifties.
At this age, there is no problem in taking the civil service examination. As long as you can move and remember how to write historical essays, you can still enter the examination room even if you are seventy or eighty, and you can still pass it as a "good talk". However, Zeng Juan remembers that the registration requirements for the Australian civil service examination are to clearly register.
The maximum age of a person cannot exceed 40 years old.
"Lao Yuan! It's okay if you want me to help you with tutoring, but at your age..." Zeng Juan looked troubled.
"I am an old man who has great ambitions. What's more, I am not old yet. It is the age when I know my destiny and I am in the prime of life. What's wrong?" Yuan Shuzhi didn't even blush when he told lies.
"Okay," Zeng Juan thought to himself. Since the Australians didn't check out the year and month he was born, it would be better to report his birthday by himself. "It's just that the civil service examination of the Song Dynasty and the imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty are two different things. You
If you are full of old school knowledge, your knowledge is certainly good, but it has nothing to do with this Australian school. You have to learn it from scratch."
Yuan Shuzhi smiled helplessly: "Am I worthy of taking the imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty? I took the Tongzi examination dozens of times, but I didn't even pass the exam. Now it is precisely because the Kun people are different from the imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty that I have a chance to turn around.
ah!"
Zeng Juan was quite touched by these words. With his "cultivation" in sociology, there was no hope for him to start a career - he was also a person who was unwilling to do small craftsmanship, so he would probably take "career" as his motto.
An excuse to escape. When your parents pass away, you will most likely end up like Yuan Shuzhi!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel the same and sympathize with him. Furthermore, after all, he had read more and taken exams for decades, and had rich experience in writing articles. He could also learn from them when writing essays during exams.