win the hairpin

Chapter 79 Jealousy
King Jin sat back in front of the public case and let them kneel like this without screaming.

It was cold and rainy, and the icy moisture returned to the stone floor, creeping into the crevices of people's knees, which could be regarded as torture for a pampered official.

He said calmly: "Summon the plaintiff."

Without kneeling together as a yamen servant, King Jin's guards lifted Luo Huiniang out of the classroom, and took the plaintiff's reasons and other documents from the recruiting room and sent them to King Jin.

Luo Huiniang lost a lot of weight, but her eyes seemed to be burning with fire. Even if King Jin was a god, she would not be as trembling and submissive as those senior officials.

Kneeling on the kneeling stone in the east, she prepared a lot of words to question King Jin.

However, King Jin just looked at her a few times, then sneered, and got up.

It seemed that he was just here to see what this woman who dared to make waves looked like.

As for questioning, she was not qualified enough.

After sneering, he looked at Lin Hai: "The fire on Hengyu Street, how did it start, Lin Xiansi will try it again, and think about whether the sea arrest document should be issued after the trial is clear."

Lin Hai quickly replied: "Yes."

"Yan Shuaisi, this king has no intention of intervening in the Wu'an army, but soldiers and horses should build the merits of killing the enemy, not doing lowly labor."

Yan Shi also answered yes.

King Jin took another look at Zhu Guangli who was about to knock his head into the stone slab: "Prefect Zhu, I heard that you are very embarrassed about the reconstruction of Hengyu Street?"

Zhu Guangli sniffed: "Yes, the yamen can't spend so much money."

The king of Jin looked at Cao Ke: "The transfer department has intercepted the tax money. You can submit a bill, and the transfer department will allocate the payment. Prime Minister Cao will use the seal."

Zhu Guangli was in a daze at first, but after hearing the good news, he had taken a dose of good medicine, he was mostly sick, and he kowtowed with energy, "Yes!"

"Yes." Cao Ke gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to beat Zhu Guangli up.

King Jin must have known about Zhu Guangli asking him for money, otherwise King Jin would not have thought of asking him for money.

It's really stealing chickens without losing money, but pouring money into it.

King Jin walked to the west side of the Nuan Pavilion, and was about to leave the hall, when Luo Huiniang suddenly called out, "My lord!"

"What's the matter?" King Jin turned around and looked at her with a half-smile.

"The fire on Hengyu Street was clearly set by Song Huiyue. Why do you want to retrial? You are using power to seek personal gain!"

King Jin responded to her accusation with a smile: "You said she eloped, why did she elope? She is my savior, as long as she wants, I will give her, let alone a nurse, she is just a beggar , this king can also be praised as a dragon and phoenix among adults, even a useless person like Huang Wenqiu, if she opened her mouth, wouldn't this king let him become a tea merchant? Just what you said is wrong."

"You...you..."

Luo Huiniang was at a loss for words, and King Jin's answer was completely beyond her expectation. She thought that King Jin would say that Song Huiyue was not there at all, or that Song Huiyue had no affair at all.

If King Jin said so, she would immediately move the old monk out.

But she didn't expect King Jin to be so ignorant, it didn't look like he was fascinated by Mrs. Hua Kui, but it seemed that Song Huiyue had given him the Fascinating Powder.

So what if you have an affair?

However, King Jin still didn't let her go, and the cold words hit her again.

"Mrs. Huang, the reason why you portray yourself as a woman who is not afraid of power is because you have no way out, so you can only add honor and disgrace without bowing down. In fact, you are just jealous."

After all, King Jin ignored her and strode away.

Luo Huiniang froze in place, her heart jumped wildly, feeling that King Jin had stripped her naked in broad daylight.

First she was ashamed, then acid, then angry.

Why did Song Huiyue get the love of King Jin? The so-called savior just followed King Jin from Kyoto to Tanzhou!

If she stayed on that boat, it would be enough to become King Jin's benefactor.

Lin Hai got up from the ground, rubbed his knee vigorously, looked at the yamen servant who was still kneeling on the ground, and became angry.

"Why are you still kneeling? Come here, clean up this place quickly! It's a mess, how decent it is!"

After all, he was full of anger and gave Luo Huiniang a hard look: "Get her out!"

There were papers all over the floor, sticking softly to the wet ground, and the ink stains on them gradually smudged and became blurred.

Yan Shi and Cao Ke struggled to get up, each pretending to casually pick up Zhang Xutang's letter and stuff it into their sleeves.

Only Zhu Guangli was kneeling unconsciously.

Cao Ke gave him a strange look: "Prefect Zhu, the prince is gone, why are you pretending to be a filial son?"

Lin Hai snorted coldly: "Idiot!"

It was because of Zhu Guangli's ineffectiveness in handling affairs that he couldn't find out what happened to the fire, which caused him to get into a mess.

However, Zhu Guangli was completely unaware of the ridicule. They didn't realize that he had passed out until Yan Shi felt something was wrong and bent over and pushed Zhu Guangli to the ground like a rolling winter melon.

Lin Hai hurriedly ordered Zhu Guangli to be sent home, and at the same time he was speechless to his two colleagues: "This is also...how is this the magistrate?"

"What a talent," Cao Ke sneered, "Such a guy can be an official."

Yan Shi is not interested in Zhu Guangli, and the most important thing right now is to wipe his own butt clean, so he bid farewell to Lin Hai, and Cao Ke followed him out.

The servant waiting outside hurried over to hold an umbrella. Cao Ke left in a hurry. The autumn rain was splashing all over his body and he didn't feel it. Yes, could it be that he personally counted all the Wu'an soldiers?"

Yan Shi's footsteps were heavy, and his heart was also heavy: "Impossible, the Wu'an Army has [-] people, and there are quite a few people who ask for leave every day. How does he count?"

The two got into the sedan chair full of suspicion.

The bearer lifted up the sedan chair and led the two of them away from the right and wrong place.

The conversation between the two was not over yet, one on the left and one on the right raised the car window to conceal their communication.

Cao Ke couldn't wait to ask: "Then how did he find out? Could it be that his people are still inside, and you didn't clean it up?"

"No, there must be something wrong with your account."

"Absolutely impossible!" Cao Ke's voice became louder, and then he suppressed it again, "Do you know that Yuan Shaopei, the pig's Master Qiangu, I tried it on purpose, and even he didn't see the problem !"

"It's not you, it's not me, it can only be a ghost."

The two rolled their eyes at the same time, thinking about the ghost that might appear beside them.

King Jin's sedan chair also returned to the palace very quickly.

When the sedan chair landed, Huang Ting waited outside the sedan chair for a while, but did not hear any movement, so he whispered: "My lord?"

There was still no sound, so he handed the umbrella to the little servant who came up to meet him, bent down and gently opened the car curtain, and glanced inside.

In the dim light, King Jin fell asleep in the sedan chair in an awkward position.

During his trip to Ezhou, he was so tired that he had dark circles under his eyes and lost a lot of weight.

With regard to the matter of robbing steel and silver, everything must be done carefully. He was worried, and finally suffered until the dust settled. He did not expect such a big event to happen again in Tanzhou.

Only now did he have the chance to close his eyes and rest for a while.

(End of this chapter)