What a cheating husband

"Pfft..."

With a burst of laughter, a man in Chinese clothes came out from the crowd, pointed at Chen Ping with a folding fan in his hand, and asked with a half-smile, "Where is this trouble?"

The magistrate Zheng Yu immediately glared at Ma Changsheng, the magistrate. Ma Changsheng's brow was slightly sweaty, and he hurriedly pointed the finger at Ting Wei of the salt field.

Under pressure from layer to layer, the leading jailer answered truthfully under all the pressure, "Because the prisoner didn't want to repent and steal corn buns, and was found out by Sun Hu and beat him up, the villain is negligent in management and should be severely punished!"

"Oh? Stealing rice buns..." The man in the fancy dress narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and chuckled amidst the panic among the crowd, "It's an unforgivable crime... Do you think so?"

When Zheng Yu was asked about it, he immediately raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat, "Yes, the sin is unforgivable, the sin is unforgivable...Come here, suppress this unrepentant thing and cut it down!"

Chen Ping raised his head in a panic and shouted for grievances, but when he saw the face of this person clearly, he couldn't help opening his mouth and screaming, "You are..."

"Wait a minute!" The man in Chinese clothes opened his folding fan with a snap, and said righteously, "If the censor is here, how dare you go beyond it? Besides, all the prisoners here are prisoners. Wouldn't it be so reckless?" Are you responsible for the original intention of the court to establish criminal law?"

"Hmm... Then what should Mr. Yihu's opinion be?" Zhao Mucheng asked curiously.

"Hahaha... It's easy to say! How about punishing him...to wash the Gong barrels in the entire saltworks?" The man in the Chinese suit said with a little playfulness, and laughed jokingly first.

Everyone laughed lightly, and the solemn atmosphere just now was replaced by jokes.

"You~ I just can't change your teasing temper." Zhao Mucheng rebuked helplessly.

Hu chatted lightly on the corners of his lips, with a rather helpless look, "It's all boring things along the way, if you don't find some fun on your own, wouldn't it be boring?"

After finishing speaking, he passed the crowd and raised Chen Ping's chin lightly, "Tsk~ If you can't even clean the Gong bucket, you have to peel off this green skin and hang it on the wall as a punishment~"

As the folding fan flicked lightly, Chen Ping's heart trembled.Even if he was killed, he wouldn't mistake the bastard who was by Liang Zijun's side and humiliated him together!But didn't he enter Beijing with King Jing?Why did it appear in this remote place at this moment?And why hide your name?There are other plans for being so mixed up among the court officials?

Chen Ping, who was used to judging the situation, didn't dare to speak indiscriminately at this moment, for fear that a bad one would cause him to lose his head.In a sudden change of heart, when he first heard about Qingpi, he was clever, but after thinking about it carefully, he kowtowed and thanked him.

Hmph~ Is brushing the pail counted as punishment?Don't let people laugh at his young master who doesn't know the sufferings of the world!

Everyone said in their hearts that this nonsense seemed smart, but in reality it was nothing more than a sack, with no real knowledge other than flattery.I don't know what Zhao Mucheng took a fancy to him, and he brought this cheating staff with him wherever he went.

Chen Ping seemed to be humiliated, but in fact he was spared heavy work, and he kowtowed to accept the punishment.

"Tsk~ It's just so courageous, it's boring!" Hu chatted back the folding fan, threw it on the ground in disgust and shouted, "Hurry up and take a look, we Zhao Yushi don't have time to waste time in this stupid land."

Zheng Yu suppressed the disdain in his heart, smiled and led the crowd to inspect the mine, he was laughing and laughing without any official look at all, on the contrary, he talked a lot about romance, which aroused the fascination of officials big and small.

There are 32 mines in the salt field, most of which have long been abandoned, and only 8 mines can still melt brine.Zhao Mucheng glanced casually, then heaved a sigh of boredom.

Hu Liao knew what he meant, so he said in embarrassment, "The salt field is so big that it's impossible to patrol it. It's past noon now, and if I don't return, I'm afraid I'm going to sleep in the wild."

Zheng Yu hurriedly answered, "Your Excellency has traveled thousands of miles to come here for inspection. How can you spend the night in the wild after a tiring journey?"

"But what should I do with this errand?" Cao Fang, as a salt and iron envoy, looked at Li Yingqiu, the capital officer of the Ministry of Punishment, in a feigning embarrassment.

"Hey~ Mr. Cao, don't be too hasty. There is no need to rush the inspection. Zhao Yushi is here for the first time. After all, we should do our best to be a landlord." Li Yingqiu retorted disapprovingly.

"The lower officials see the same thing. Your Excellency, it is better to return to the journey earlier, so that you can improve your self-cultivation. As for the inspection...how about leaving it for tomorrow?" Everyone tried to dissuade him, and Ma Changsheng did not fall behind.

It's a pity that this flattery was slapped on the horse's leg. Not only was it not praised by the censor, but he was stared at from a sideways eye.

Hu chatted to come forward to rescue at the right time, "I think it's better to let the adults go back to the city with the censor first, and leave the younger one here to check. Anyway, we are also inspecting according to the order. If it is not good, I am afraid that the court will also impeach Zhao. grown ups"

"What Mr. Hu said is true. It's just that the saltworks are poor. How can we leave you here alone?"

"It's not right, it's not right, I think it's better to ask Mr. to come back with us, and it won't be too late to check later"

"Alright, then come back another day..." Hu chatted happily.

"Ahem~" Zhao Mucheng pretended to cough secretly, and flicked his hem in disgust, the unspoken meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Cao Fang's expression changed, and he quickly changed his words, "Uh... Mr. Zheng's words are different. This errand has been delayed for today and tomorrow. Mr. Yushi is busy with official duties. What can I do if I am tired from running back and forth? I think I should ask Hu Sir, I will do it for you, and let the officials explain it in detail, so I can report back to the court as soon as possible."

After thinking for a while, everyone persuaded Hu Liao to inspect on his behalf.Zuo Zuo is just a bag of wine and food, and he can't find any flaws even if he measures it.

This plan was in the middle of nonsense, and he pretended to evade a few words, and then reluctantly accepted the errand.

Everyone at the scene knew it well, and after saying a few words on the scene, everyone went home happily, leaving only a little-known aide to patrol on his behalf.

Zhao Mucheng took up the post of supervisory censor himself. On the surface, he was doing inspections by order, but in fact he was perfunctory secretly, taking the opportunity to amass money wantonly.The salt and iron envoys from all over the country had already sent out a report to report all the actions of the censor, so the officials in Liangzhou, big and small, had a way to deal with it before anyone came.

Wherever they pass along the way, there are always banquets, hospitality and gifts, and what's more, local officials take the lead to practice wine and meat.In addition to wine and beauty, there are countless treasures to be bribed in private.

Sure enough, as soon as he returned to Liangzhou City, Zhao Mucheng showed his true nature as a fox. He was addicted to drinking and having fun all day long, without talking about business affairs at all. Famous paintings from the previous dynasty were presented as a congratulatory gift for his 40th birthday.

Under the leadership of Cao Fang, Hu chatted a rough tour of the decoction and drying field, and took a rest early before it got dark.

Cao Fang sneered, and asked someone to give him the best house in the salt field, and ordered Wei Ting to settle down the master in every detail, and he must meet all his requirements.

Fang He originally looked down on his virtue of being arrogant, but now he hates him even more.

How dare such a doggy thing command over him?Because he didn't dare to offend this master publicly, he had to secretly endure the preparation of high-quality wine and food, and chat with him until midnight.

I thought that if I got drunk, nothing would happen again, but who would have thought that this person got up to urinate in the middle of the night, and he thought the bucket was too dirty, and clamored to arrest the bastard who cleaned the bucket? responsibility.

Chen Ping brushed the bucket all afternoon, finally fell asleep and was picked up and beaten up, until he was thrown into the room, then he got up resentfully and shouted, "Where is it not clean? You are deliberately troubling me ! Earlier that point... um~"

Chen Ping, who was kicked by Liao Fanzhi, was speechless, so he waved his hands and told people to back off, "Look if I don't clean up your bastard with my own hands..."

The guard at the gate brought the prisoner here to do business, so he didn't bother to care about his life or death. As soon as the door was closed, he ran to the side to take a nap, and he didn't forget to mutter, "It's really fucking hard."

"Why do you care so much? It's just a prisoner, just beat him to death and push him away." The other person snorted and leaned against the pillar, drowsy.

When the door was closed tightly, Liao Fanzhi swept away his drunkenness, squatted down and raised an index finger, and said with a soft smile, "Be honest."

Chen Ping understood, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You are taking this opportunity to take revenge!"

Liao Fanzhi snorted and made it clear that I was messing with you!Pick up a brush and write down a few small words—do you want to go out?

Chen Ping nodded hurriedly while clutching his chin, thinking!Why don't you want to?He doesn't want to stay in this broken place for a day!

——If you want to do something for me, I will guarantee that you will be able to get out of this ghost place after you finish your work.

Chen Ping rolled his eyes, and he didn't forget to howl twice when he picked up the pen and wrote.

Seeing him on the road, Liao Fanzhi secretly gave a thumbs up, and wrote while cursing, "Are there any other mines in the salt field?"

"I've been here for more than three months, and I'm not allowed to go anywhere except here, and the most I can bring is brine to the frying place," Chen Ping replied truthfully.

"How many people are there in total?"

"There are more than 30 people in the frying field, and we have less than 30 people here"

Liao Fanzhi pondered for a while, and wrote, "The number of people is wrong! The salt field transports a batch of dead bodies every other day, ranging from two to as many as four. Logically, where are there so many dead bodies?"

Chen Ping made a calculation in his heart, and it turned out that something was wrong. He had been here for more than three months, but only a dozen people died, and at most twenty people were killed in the frying field. If one person died a day, it would cost thirty people a month. life.

"Find out where the real salt mine is for me, and I'll definitely save you if everything happens," Liao Fanzhi boasted confidently.

Chen Ping secretly thought about whether this deal was a good deal or not. He risked his life and got out of it immediately, but if something went wrong, he would explain it here.And Chen Qing used money to manage it, and if he didn't cause trouble, he might not be able to survive...

Seeing that he was in a dilemma, Liao Fanzhi added a strong medicine, "It's up to you whether you do it or not, as long as you don't reveal my real identity. But you really think that the little money from Chen Qingshi can keep you safe." After three years? How many people here have been released after serving their sentences?"

In just a few words, Chen Ping fell into deep thought. Although it was only three years of hard labor, most of them were short-lived ghosts who died in less than a year. How could he guarantee that he would escape unscathed?After thinking about it, I suddenly had an idea, and wrote, "I have inquired, most of the sheds are sentenced to one to two years in prison, and like me, three years is the longest sentence."

Liao Fanzhi took out the roster from his pocket, and all the criminals who were sent to the saltworks were recorded in the roster, and they could be obtained from the Criminal Department with a little trickery.Except for those who died, all prisoners who have been in prison for more than three years will not leave their names here.

It can only be discerned from the prisoners who have been sent recently that the salt farm has sent all prisoners who have been in prison for more than three years to another place for hard labor.

The two came to a conclusion, and couldn't help counting the number of people in the roster carefully... There are more than 300 people who have been sentenced to more than three years in prison. Except for the dead, where are the rest?

"This can be regarded as a crime, do you want to say a word!" Liao Fanzhi put down the last stroke heavily, and looked at Chen Ping firmly.

More than 300 lives?It was the first time for Chen Ping to feel the heavy responsibility on his shoulders. This place is not much better than the Shura Field. If it can be saved, why not?But with a heavy responsibility, he, a Lai Han, could shoulder such a heavy burden?

Thinking of his wife and children, he couldn't help but retreat in his heart. It can be seen that it is not the act of a man to die...Chen Ping's palms were sweating, and he almost couldn't hold the pen holder. He touched the well-preserved family book on his chest, gritted his teeth, and borrowed Chen Qing's teaching wrote down a line.

The scribbled handwriting shows that the heart is flustered but it can be regarded as firm, "A man can do something, and he can't do something. If you think I can do it, then wait for my news."

Liao Fanzhi grinned and boasted silently, "I think you are a real man for the first time."

Chen Ping proudly puffed up his thin chest, and wrote the word "regret" heavily.

"If the prodigal son turns back, he won't change his gold! If Chen Qing knows, I will be gratified for you." Liao Fanzhi raised his hand and brought the straw paper close to the candle wick, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

Liao Fanzhi never expected to run into Chen Ping here.He and Liang Zijun occasionally exchanged letters, but they didn't mention anything about Chen Ping. This time they happened to meet, and it seemed that God also wanted to help him.

With Chen Ping acting as an internal response, the case of smuggling official salt must be solved within a short time. If not for finding an entry point, he and Zhao Mucheng would not run into a wall everywhere.

One hair will affect the whole body, as long as one saltworks can be found out for abusing power and disregarding human life, all the fish caught in the net can be salvaged.