1890 King of Southeast Asia

Jinling, west of Ningrong Street, sits a Chinese-style garden covering an area of ​​more than 30 mu. The interior is full of mountains and rivers, carved beams and painted buildings, and is exquisite and elegant. This is the garden of the Jia family in Jinling City.

The Jia family came with the Jiannu in the 17th century. Their ancestor served as a guerrilla general in the Jinling Green Camp. Later, the daughter of the Jia family was favored by the son of the Jinling general and was taken as a concubine. The Jia family also attached themselves to the powerful.

The real fortune had to wait until the Taiping Rebellion. The Jia family fled and accidentally met Wen Zhenggong, who was recruiting soldiers and horses. They helped him deal with purchasing affairs and also got a fourth-rank official hat.

After the Taiping Rebellion, when Wen Zhenggong was plundering money, the Jia family made a lot of money.

At that time, there was war and real estate such as land was worthless. The Jia family took the opportunity to buy tens of thousands of acres of land around Jinling, some houses and shops in not very good locations, etc.

As the situation stabilized, the wealth of the Jia family began to grow exponentially, but the good times did not last long. After Wen Zhenggong died, the Jia family lost their backers and began to fall.

For example, now...

Bang!

"Hiss~~"

Ma Fucheng walked to the door of the Jia family with a fierce momentum and kicked the door, but he didn't kick it open... Instead, his foot hurt and he gasped.

"Knock on the door!" Ma Fucheng gritted his teeth and waved to his subordinates.

"Open the door, open the door!"

"The patrol station is investigating the case! Open the door, open the door!"

Two patrolmen went up and knocked with copper rings.

Squeak~~

The main door did not open, but the corner door on one side opened.

"Who is it?" The doorman stretched his head and looked at the patrolman in military uniform, a little panicked (there was no time to make a uniform).

"Patrol station, is the head of the Jia family at home? I need your cooperation for something." Ma Fucheng raised his left foot slightly, which was still a little painful.

"Sir, wait a moment, I'll report it right away." The doorman shrank his head and wanted to close the door again.

"What? Want to lock us out? Do you see what this is?" Ma Fucheng was stunned and quickly asked someone to block the corner door.

"Sir, please wait for me to inform my master, otherwise it's against the rules, sir." The doorman begged.

"Sir, wait a moment, don't worry, you won't lose any benefits..." The doorman whispered mysteriously again.

Pah!

"What do you want to do? What benefits? Do you want to bribe law enforcement officers? You are so brave!" Ma Fucheng slapped him and roared.

"I dare not, I am wronged..."

The soldiers around... Now they are patrolmen. Seeing this, the patrolmen rushed in directly, controlled several servants, and opened the door.

Ma Fucheng took two steps back and re-entered the Jia family from the main door. Seeing that several servants were still not honest after being arrested, he frowned and was about to give them a taste of color.

"Who is making a fuss here?" Jia Wenjing walked out slowly and asked with full energy.

"Are you the head of the Jia family? Jia Wenjing?" Ma Fucheng glanced behind him. The people who were interested had almost gathered. There was no need to waste time.

"I am Jia Wenjing. What is this, patrol officer?"

"My Jia family is a kind family after all. I have some friendship with xxx. Please help me?" Jia Wenjing said, and the personal servant behind him came up and accidentally put a silver note into his pocket.

xxx Ma Fucheng had heard of him. He was a boss of a high generation in the Cao Gang. Now he has a new name, a senior leader of the Hese Society, and a target of the patrol bureau.

What is this called? This is a performance that comes to the door!

"Yo yo yo... one hundred taels, which is equivalent to my salary for half a year. Lord Jia is really rich. Write it down. The criminal Jia Wenjing tried to bribe law enforcement officers. This is evidence." Ma Fucheng took it out and looked at it, and handed it to his men behind him.

"Master Jia, I have to trouble you for two things. First, bring out your second son... Second son Jia; second, you and your second son, accompany us." Ma Fucheng forgot to ask the name of the second son of the Jia family.

Jia Wenjing looked grim, stared at Ma Fucheng, and waved his hand.

"Go, call the second son over." Jia Wenjing would not do anything to hit the stone with an egg. These patrolmen were all armed, so they could only take one step at a time.

He was confident that he could get through this crisis. Ma Fucheng didn't love money, but what about his superior? What about his superior's superior? There are always people who love money.

After a while, a young man with a greasy face and a pale face was brought up.

"I'm sorry, I came in a hurry and didn't bring a prisoner car. Do you want to go by yourself or do we... um?" Ma Fucheng shrugged.

"In order to prevent the destruction of evidence, the Jia family is under martial law. Everyone is not allowed to go out!"

"Go, find the account book of Jia's loan."

"You!" Jia Wenjing's eyes widened, and Ma Fucheng responded with a fierce look, blocking his words.

"Let's go!" Ma Fucheng waved his hand, and two patrolmen escorted one person and rushed the two to the patrol station.

...

After a lot of trouble, Jia Wenjing and Jia Er entered the patrol station, exhausted and panting.

"Are you Jia Wenjing?" Ma Guodong was sitting in the county government office, a little flustered, he didn't know how to try the case.

"I am the old man."

"Someone sued you for loaning money at high interest rates, committing crimes and injuring people, robbing women, and beating servants to death at will. Is this true?" Ma Guodong slapped the gavel.

Pa pa pa, it was quite exciting.

"Jue Wu Shiji, slander! Naked slander, my Jia family is also a good family, how could we do such immoral things!"

"Then, Ma Fucheng said, you tried to bribe him? Is that right?"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, right? I saw that these patrolmen had to handle cases in the hot weather, and they were in a hurry. They didn't have time to offer a cup of tea, so I wanted to give tea money to this Lord Ma, so that he could..."

"Do you think I'm a fool? Or a fool? Huh!?"

"I dare not. I just saw that the patrolmen were working hard, so I wanted to do my best." Jia Wenjing clasped his hands together and winked at the servant.

The servant understood, took out a lot of silver bills from his sleeves, and prepared to give them to the master as usual...

Where is the master? Why is there only a soldier? Which soldier can write?

The servant looked at it for a long time, and finally put a stack of silver bills in front of the patrolman who was recording the interrogation.

"Director, Jia Wenjing tried to bribe me, this is evidence, a total of five thousand taels!" The patrolman in charge of recording counted and stood up.

"You still dare to quibble? You are so arrogant that you dare to bribe officials in front of me. The evidence is conclusive. What else do you have to say?" Ma Guodong slammed the gavel.

"Sir, misunderstanding, this is my donation..." Jia Wenjing still wanted to quibble. At this point, he just thought that Ma Guodong wanted more.

"Report! Director, this is the account book found from the Jia family. It records every in and out record of the Jia family's usury." At this time, a patrolman hurried in.

"In addition, according to our preliminary interrogation, the Jia family has privately executed more than 30 people in the past ten years, forcibly abducted women, traded people, concealed household registration, participated in smuggling, and other crimes are countless." The patrolman said, handing the account book to Ma Guodong.

"You are so bold!" After a careful look, Ma Guodong was shocked just by seeing the changes in the numbers on the account without having to understand it.

He hurriedly read more than a dozen of them, all of which were interest-compounding models. Basically, if ordinary people were to run into this, their families would be ruined.

Although the Qing Empire was not very reliable, it also banned usury.

"Ma Fucheng, drag Jia Wenjing to the street and shoot him immediately! Give the people justice!" Ma Guodong shouted at Ma Fucheng.

"Sir! That was the matter of the previous dynasty, the matter of the previous dynasty. I am willing to donate my property, I am willing to donate my property to the revolutionary army, woo woo woo..."

Jia Wenjing was horrified to find that Ma Guodong seemed to be serious and wanted to donate the floating materials to save himself and the Jia family.

Ma Fucheng thought he was noisy, so he held him down, blocked his mouth, and pulled him out of the door.

"Neighbors! This person is Jia Wenjing, the head of the Jia family in Ningrong Street. Have you all heard of this name?"

"When he was in the Qing Empire, he colluded with the government, took human lives lightly, and lent money at high interest..."

"The revolutionary army is here, and the revolutionary army is here to take charge of everyone. If we don't kill criminals like this, it will not be enough to appease the people's anger and comfort the people.

Our director said that I should execute Jia Wenjing on the spot to give justice to the people and the world!"

"Is this really the head of the Jia family?"

"Bah! He deserves to die for doing so many evil things!"

"Where is the executioner? If he doesn't come, there will be no fun today..."

After Ma Fucheng finished speaking, there was a lot of discussion around him. There were not many cheers, but more doubts. They didn't believe that a great gentry was detained here like this.

In the eyes of the serious dignitaries, the Jia family was just a poor family, but in the eyes of these people, it was an unattainable wealthy family that could easily dominate their life and death.

Kacha!

Ma Fucheng took out his pistol, loaded the bullet into the chamber, and pointed it at Jia Wenjing's heart.

Bang! Bang! Two consecutive shots hit Jia Wenjing's chest, and blood spurted nearly a meter away.

Bang! Fearing that Jia Wenjing was the kind of person whose heart was on the right side, Ma Fucheng shot him in the right chest again.

After confirming that Jia Wenjing was dead, Ma Fucheng nodded and turned off the safety of the pistol.

"Jia Wenjing, he has been executed! The body will be placed here first, and someone will take it out and dig a pit to bury it tonight." Ma Fucheng said, and turned back to the bureau.

"No way? He was really killed!"

"He's not a scapegoat, is he?"

"This is really Master Jia. I saw the patrolman catch him from the Jia Mansion."

"I saw him when I was delivering food. This is Master Jia. Such a big master, just gone like that?"

"What Master Jia? He's a prisoner now, but this is too fast. In the past, the master would not finish the case unless it took ten days or half a month to investigate."

"You think, the arrest is so severe, is it that the revolutionary army is going to make Nanjing the capital? The dragon spirit is coming back?"

"It's really possible! The capital, Chang'an, Nanjing, only Nanjing is in the hands of the revolutionary army..."

...

"Director, it's done." Ma Fucheng looked at the second young master Jia who was limp on the ground and shook his head.

"Yes, take people to search the house. Try to keep the garden intact and confiscate all the wealth. The garden is also government property, try not to destroy it."

"After this is done, you will go to the Dongcheng District Branch and be the director."

"Yes! Thank you for your cultivation!"

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