I have a knife, out of the sheath can kill monsters

Chapter 26 Convenience brought by rights

"Who else doesn't agree?"

Ji Chen looked at all the yamen servants with sharp eyes.

Everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak.

"Since there is no opinion, I will say a few words."

"I like to be straightforward, I don't like to play tricks, and I don't like others to threaten me."

"Don't try to reason with me, my words are the truth, and the knife in my hand is the truth."

"I was able to get from a powerless scholar to my current position, not because of reason or luck, but because of the knife in my hand."

"Truth and justice are not obtained by lip service, but by cutting with a knife."

"Starting today, I set three rules."

"First, obey!"

"The second is to obey!"

"Third, her mother is still obedient!"

"I only have one requirement as a team leader, and that is absolute obedience, I understand!"

"understand!"

Everyone answered in unison.

At this time, who dares to object.

Including those old Zhou's parties, no one dared to say no.

They finally understood that this guy was a lunatic.

You go to reason with a lunatic, sing the opposite tune, go crazy!Still don't want to live anymore!
Just like that, Ji Chen made an example of the chickens and the monkeys, and instantly integrated the yamen servants' squad.

"Clean up the two corpses, leave half of the people to guard the mansion, and the other half to follow me to Danan Street to investigate the disappearance of Bantou Zhao. Ding Gongbo will arrange the specific matters, and we will leave after a cup of tea."

"My lord, don't worry, the humble job will live up to expectations!"

Ding Gongbo's heart was surging, and there was a blush on his face, he knew that he had made the right bet.

His eyes began to become firm, and at the same time flashed an imperceptible ferocity.

All the yamen servants looked at Ding Gongbo with complicated eyes. This young man who was once bullied by them is now getting better.

Ji Chen sat on the chair and didn't speak again, the whole process was arranged by Ding Gongbo.

It just so happens that he also needs such a person, after all, his mind is not on the team, and he cannot do everything by himself.

Since Ding Gongbo intends to get closer, it's good to support him. As for whether he will backstab, Ji Chen doesn't worry, as long as he is on top of him one day, he will respect himself like a god.

This is the absolute effect of powerful strength.

Ding Gongbo went to the side to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then he personally studied the ink for Ji Chen.

After grinding the ink, the brush was dipped in ink, and he handed it to Ji Chen with both hands.

"Sir, please!"

"Have you ever read a book?"

Ji Chen took the pen and asked a question by the way.

From Ding Gongbo's series of actions, it can be seen that he has read books, the ink is even, and the pen is full, so that the scroll will not be cut when writing.

"I am a child born in Daxia in [-]. Because of my poor family, I had to abandon literature and pursue martial arts."

While talking, Ding Gongbo helped spread the paper rolls and pressed them down with a ruler.

"The imperial court does not limit the age of the scientific examination, and it is not necessarily a good thing to be a late bloomer. Some things, after years of precipitation, may not have some insights."

As Ji Chen spoke, he swiped a pen and wrote an official post on the scroll.

Here are Zhou and Liu, who committed crimes below, stabbed the Shangguan with a knife, and were killed on the spot. Thinking that their family members are innocent, please ask for ten taels of silver to settle down.

Ding Gongbo's eyes lit up, "My lord, good words!"

As a person who passed the Tongsheng examination, he could tell at a glance that Ji Chen's handwriting was unique and beautiful, completely unlike any other handwriting he had ever seen.

After Ji Chen finished writing, he put down the pen, dried it with zhenqi, and handed it to Ding Gongbo.

"Take it and ask the county magistrate to sign it, and give the two of them a little settling allowance."

Ding Gongbo took the post with both hands, held it carefully, and walked out of the soap class room.

The county magistrate usually stays in the study when he has nothing to do.

When Ding Gongbo showed him the post, his eyes lit up too.

"Good word!"

When he picked up the brush and was about to sign, he suddenly froze, followed by shock.

A drop of ink dripped from the brush, and it was about to drip onto the scroll, but he quickly caught it with his hand.

"Go and call Master Bo!"

The county magistrate stared at the copybook and said without looking back.

Ding Gongbo didn't know why, but he went out quickly and called Master Bo over.

"Your Excellency, what do you want me for?" Master Bo asked doubtfully after he came in.

The county magistrate hurriedly beckoned Master Bo to come over, "Take a look at this copybook!"

Zhu Bo walked over suspiciously.At first glance, "What a beautiful word!"

"Eh, no, this is it?"

The master book was shocked very quickly. The font on this copybook was exactly the same as that of several famous artists, and there was no shadow of any famous artist in the strokes.

"This is?"

Master Bo looked at the county magistrate in shock.

The county magistrate also looked at Zhu Bo, and said in shock, "Create your own lineage!"

He was both shocked and excited.

Calligraphy in this world has eight veins, and almost all calligraphy comes from these eight veins. Even if there are blues that emerge from blues, they are still in these eight veins.

And this copybook is completely outside the eight meridians, enough to be called the ninth meridian, and it is enough to cause a sensation in the world if it is spread.

Bo asked excitedly, "Who wrote this?"

The county magistrate calmed down his excitement, and then said: "Ji Chen!"

The reason why I am excited is because this copybook is priceless.Perhaps even Ji Chen himself has not noticed this.

When more and more copybooks of a famous artist appear and the style becomes more mature, the value of his initial copybooks will be higher instead.

The county magistrate and Zhu Bo saw the value of this copybook at a glance. After all, they were officials who passed the Chunwei examination in a serious manner, and their vision was not comparable to that of a child like Ding Gongbo.

The county magistrate carefully folded the copybook, put it away, then picked up a pen, wrote a new copybook according to Ji Chen's original words, signed it and handed it to Ding Gongbo.

"Take it to the pen holding room, get 20 taels of silver, and send it to Lao Zhou and Xiao Lao Liu's family!"

The death of two yamen servants cost 20 taels of silver.

Human life is worthless in this world of gods and ghosts.

After Ding Gongbo left, Master Bo said: "My lord, you can't keep this post to yourself. Anyone who sees it will have a share."

"Let's go, I'll ask Ji Chen to write another one for you, oh no, two!"

"Then how can it be compared? Of course, copybooks are something that can be obtained by accident, and those written with feelings are the most valuable."

Ding Gongbo didn't know that he passed by a huge fortune, let alone that the county magistrate and master Bo were about to fight over a copybook.

After a cup of tea, Ding Gongbo took a group of people to Danan Street with Ji Chen.After pretending to investigate, and then spent two taels of silver, found dozens of refugees, cleaned up the corpses, cleaned the street, and then went back home.

As for Bantou Zhao and others, they are naturally classified as dead by the hands of monsters.Go back and write a note, then ask the county magistrate to sign it, and each person approves 50 taels of resettlement allowance, and the matter is considered closed.

This is the convenience brought by rights. The originally difficult aftermath handling can now be solved with a note after becoming the head of the yamen servants.

(End of this chapter)