I was the heir in ancient times

Overnight and dawn.

Mr. Yao, the prefect of the Jingzhao Mansion, was sleeping soundly. The Dengwen drum outside was slammed by someone. Some servants ran to beat Mr. Yao's door frantically, and Mr. Yao jumped out of bed like a dead body. He woke up, his eyes were red, he looked around blankly, and then stepped on his cloth shoes cursingly to open the door. There was a gust of cold wind outside the door, and it looked like it was another weirdly cold day.

"What's going on?!" Yao Da has always looked like a ferocious judge, but standing here is enough to scare the servants outside into crying.

Master Yao has always known that he was born scary, and it is common for children to cry, but it was really the first time to scare his own subordinates into such a virtuous behavior. He first persuaded himself: "Why are you crying ? When is this, isn’t Xiu Mu not going to court today?”

The servant shrank his neck, pointed to the outside, and said tremblingly: "My lord, my lord! Someone beat the drum to complain!"

"Which careless thug is going to sue again?" Master Yao, as the governor of the Jingzhao Mansion, has a lot of official duties compared with the emperor, and the papers sent from all directions must go through him first, and pick out. Among them, the papers related to Beijing-China affairs will be sent up after processing.

In addition, there are thousands or hundreds of rich and noble families in the capital. Today, either the son of the general robbed the concubine of Yuanwailang, or this insignificant relative of the emperor did not give him money for food, every day. This one can't be offended, and that one has to be coaxed. Being the governor of the capital is really not as easy as imagined. Fortunately, most of the time you can be private. After all, everyone is also a person with status, so you can save face or something.

However, Master Yao was still taken aback when he heard the name of the person who came to sue today from his subordinates!

"My lord! Go over quickly and have a look! The outside is completely surrounded! It's Mr. Zhu who is here!" The servant's face turned pale, and he dragged the lord to go out.

Master Yao ran away with one of his shoes, went to the side hall from the backyard, hid behind the huge wooden pillar and probed his brain, he hadn't been able to dig out the appearance of 'Mr. Zhu' in his mind, but when he came here, he was immediately scared Gotta jump!

"How could it be him! General Dongwu of the Zhu family just drove to Hexian yesterday, what does he mean by bringing the general here to me?!"

Master Yao slapped his thigh hard and made a loud noise, and occasionally he heard Young Master Zhu crying outside again: "God is not fair! Where is Master Yao? Please Master Yao be the master of the Zhu family!"

Generally, when a lawsuit is filed, a lawyer will hand over the pleading paper first, and then Mr. Yao chooses a day to open the court for trial. Those who directly file a lawsuit without going through all the procedures will first have to hit [-] boards, and these people generally do not come for him, but He came rushing to report the imperial court.

Lord Yao is very clear that if he goes out at this moment, he will be asked to present the pleading paper in front of His Majesty, but this hot potato must not be touched!Who knows what is so strange about the death of General Dongwu of the Zhu family?If he gets involved, who knows if it will be a blessing or a curse?

As soon as I thought of this, I heard Young Master Zhu shouting again: "Lord Yao, the villain sued the prince. After the prince maliciously let his father plant cowpox, his father died. If there is no explanation and he cannot meet His Majesty, the villain will kill you." My father parked in the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion and never moved away for the rest of his life!"

Lord Yao's eyes darkened: Shit, sue the prince? !Mr. Zhu sued, but he couldn't accept it!

"Go and tell Mr. Zhu, just say that I broke my leg yesterday, and now I am bedridden and unable to go to court. I can only let Mr. Zhu go to find His Majesty by himself, and I will directly carry General Dongwu into the palace!"

After finishing speaking, Master Yao was about to run away, ready to rush back to the bed like a black tiger descending the mountain, but at some point, Mr. Zhu stood behind him, and said with a cruel smile, "Master Yao, where is his leg broken?" ? I think it looks good, I have grievances and I want to tell Master Yao, why don’t Master Yao change into official clothes and go to court to listen to the villain?"

Lord Yao, officials of the two dynasties who are in their forties, should not offend these upstarts. When they are caught, they can only laugh dryly, and respond bravely: "It's easy to say, when I go to change into official uniforms, Mr. Zhu wants Don't you want a cup of tea first?"

"Drink a fart! My father's body is still lying in the hall, how can I have the heart to drink tea?"

"Yes, yes, Mr. Zhu, wait a moment, wait a moment..."

In the capital city, outside the Jingzhao Mansion, there are three floors inside and three floors outside to watch the lively people, while a thin black horse gallops on a muddy dirt road in a border town a thousand kilometers away under a low cloud!

The man on horseback had red spots all over his body, his lips were blown and cracked by the icy cold wind, and his cloudy eyes were covered with a layer of frost. It would take two days and three nights of fast riding from the border town to the nearest city, but The soldiers on the horse didn't delay for a moment, only occasionally took out the water bottle from their waists, took a small sip, and then continued on the road, killing a bloody path that no one knew about from the strong wind, and fell to the ground in the small county town. At the door, before he could get off his horse in time, he held up the secret letter in a bamboo tube behind him, and shouted in a rough voice full of rust:

"Open the door! The first-class guard in the border town was ordered by the deputy general Mingdu to send it to eight hundred miles for urgent! Where is the county magistrate?!"

The old county magistrate tremblingly was helped out by the guards in dusty clothes. Before he could ask what was going on, a bamboo bucket flew towards him. He saw the man on the horse fall to the ground.

"Strong man?" The old county magistrate and the guards immediately leaned forward, but when they saw the countless pus and festered face on his body, they were shocked and sat down on the ground, scrambling back, their eyes seemed to remember What is it, tears of terror rolled down in an instant, "Yes, it's smallpox! Prepare your horse quickly! Send the letter to the capital! The sooner the better!"