Ding Tian's Ancient Life

What else?

He said everything so clearly, what else?

The confession was packed up and sent to Governor Du for review. The case was considered solved. There was no severe punishment, no suspicion of extorting a confession by torture, and no arrest of the wrong person.

Locking up Yang Laoqi, the others are fine, Ding Tian has a heavy heart: "Such a reason for money is really... that is a human life!"

He has always thought that the people here are simple and honest, at least more realistic than modern people.

But he suddenly found that the people here were not so simple, and he was a little hurt.

"In the eyes of this kind of people, what kind of husband and wife, friendship, are all nonsense!" Athletics' ability to withstand stress is very good: "What is killing a person? I have handled such a case once, and the son-in-law killed the old man. The whole family was slaughtered because the father-in-law and the whole family looked down on him, tell me, what is the reason?"

Ding Tian curled his lips: "Is your head flooded?"

"How to say?" The three people were puzzled.

"Otherwise, how could you do such a thing?" Ding Tian said: "Think about it? If you are not convinced, you should work hard and live a good life, so that the old man and his family will be envious, that would be great!"

"It's easy for you to say, if that person can have such an understanding, will he still need to be sent to the market at the end?"

He said calmly: "Tian'er, in the world, there is beauty and ugliness, you see beauty mostly, but ugliness also exists.

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"I got it." Ding Tian, ​​who had been scolded for a while, returned home from his errands in a daze.

Seeing how wronged Wang Zuo looked, Wang Zuo immediately let out a cold air: "Who bullied you?"

"No one bullies me." Ding Tian asked him listlessly, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Whatever." Wang Zuo had a rare conscience and didn't order.

Ding Tian went to the vegetable field to pick some vegetables, because he was a little depressed, he simply made a stir-fried mixed vegetables, the rice was ready-made, it looked a bit simple, Ding Tian went to the well and took out a can of mung beans that had been cooled by the well water Soup.

The food was simple, but Wang Zuo didn't dislike it, and Wang Fugui didn't say anything.

Ding Tian was a person who couldn't hide his words. He chatted with Wang Zuo during the meal, and finally concluded: "You said, why do they do this? Don't you know that doing this is against the law? When others die, he also Can't get well."

"If everyone in the world had thoughts like yours, no one would commit crimes." Wang Zuo said indifferently, "You think too much.

"

This is what he said in Ding Tian's tone.

Ding Tian was silent for a while: "Well, I am full."

He was in a good mood and started to eat. He ate all the vegetable soup. As a result, he wandered outside for a long time, sent Wang Zuo off, and then spent a long time in his small study before going to sleep.

The case of Zhang Dagui is settled, and the inheritance left by Zhang Dagui, because there is no one to inherit it, according to the law, belongs to the imperial court

The imperial court sold the Jiuzhen Spice Shop. Ding Tian searched his own property, but found that it was not enough, so he had to miss it regrettably. The Ma family bought the spice shop.

When Ding Tian came back, he muttered to Wang Zuo again: "The Ma family is really rich!"

Wang Zuo sneered twice: "No matter how rich you are, you can't buy your life."

Ding Tian remained silent, but the next day when he was on business, someone from the Ma family came to visit him!

"Looking for me?" Ding Tian was taken aback: "I don't know the Ma family?"

At most, I have seen it twice.

Still not a great scene.

"But they said, please see Prison Ding, you!" The jailer scratched his head: "You are the only one named Ding here, you are the prisoner

Prison. "

Ding Tian was at a loss: "Then please go to... the concierge."

No one in the Ma family is in prison, so it is impossible to put it in a cell, only the porter at the door of the prison is suitable.

The gatehouse at the entrance of the prison is well decorated. After all, the gatehouse is the face of a place, and the first impression is very important.

Therefore, on the snow-white wall of the concierge here, there is a sign that reads "Stones are used to turn bluntness into benefits; Dharma is used to turn ignorance into wisdom."

This is Ding Tian copied a sentence from Liu Yuxi's "Fu Shi".

He hopes that everyone will abide by the law, open their minds, and not come in from the outside, because this is not a fairyland on earth.Originally, this was their warden's favorite sentence, and then he plagiarized it and hung it here at the concierge, to make him look a little educated, right?

Well, this is what I remembered after Wang Zuo came last time and said that his writing was too straightforward.

Now, the people from the Ma family are sitting here, staring at the sixteen characters on the gatehouse wall in a daze: Is this the prison gatehouse?

Those who didn't know thought it was the concierge of some grown-up family.

The handwriting is not very good, but these two sentences have a striking meaning.

This made me feel a little guilty, what does this mean?

"Ding Si prison, please!" The porter let the person in... But, the Ma family came, looked at the position: "Ding Si prison?

"

Ding Tian came in and sat on the other side of the table: "Well, it's me. Excuse me, are you from the Ma family? What can I do for you?

"

The person from the Ma family is the current uncle of the Ma family, the eldest son of the head of the Ma family, the future heir of the Ma family, and the father of the bride who held the flowing banquet a few days ago.

Uncle Ma pointed to the table and asked, "That's it?"

"Yes, that's it!" Ding Tian nodded.

This is his well-designed temporary reception window. There is a two-meter-wide table between the two of them. The left side is against the south wall, and the right side is against the north wall. No, it's clear at a glance!

Behind Ding Tian stood the two guards on duty today, Uncle Zheng and Jin Buhuan.

On Uncle Ma's side, he alone had a chair, and behind him stood two domestic servants in green clothes and small caps, holding something wrapped in a blue cloth bag, and a person who seemed to be in charge, bowed and stood beside him.

"But, I have something important to discuss with you!"

He bit the word "important matter" very hard.

Ding Tian was happy: "In my place, let alone the important things, even the big things, you can say that this is all my own."

He was very generous, pointing at the four people behind him: "Say it with confidence!"

Uncle Ma's face turned green. He can safely say that he is a stick.

"Ding Siyu, in Xiadashan, the eldest son of the head of the Ma family." Ma Dashan bowed his hands and saluted: "I am here to pay a visit to Ding Siyu." "Oh, Mr. Ma, I have heard of it." Ding Tian sneered in his heart, it was this The brother-in-law of the first milk brother's family is in charge of that kiln called Chunhualou or what?

The kiln sisters are not allowed to redeem themselves, and there are women who die miserably there every year.

Ding Tian had long wanted to level that dilapidated place.

"Ding Siyu, although I, Ma Dashan, am not talented, I am also in-laws with Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Officials in Beijing." He brought out his in-laws, hoping that Ding Tian could "know the current affairs" better.

If it weren't for the fact that the surname Ding had been in and out of the inn a few times, he seemed to have a good relationship with His Royal Highness King Ning, and he would not have visited.

"Oh." Ding Tian nodded, indicating that he understood.

And then... there is no more, the air suddenly becomes quiet, the atmosphere is simply awkward, okay?

After a long time, Uncle Ma said helplessly, "I'm here this time to ask you something."

"Oh." Ding Tian continued to nod, indicating that he was listening.

This simple answer drove Uncle Ma crazy: "I said Prison Ding, you... are you familiar with His Highness Prince Ning?"

"Familiar." Ding Tian still nodded: "But I can't say anything."

Ma Dashan laughed: "Then you can always enter and leave the station?"

"Do you want to inquire about His Highness King Ning's affairs? Or do you want to inquire about His Highness King Ning's affairs?" Ding Tian looked at him faintly: "Spy on Wang Jue, your Ma family wants to lose your head, don't drag me Ding Tian!"

Ma Dashan said tremblingly: "I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?" Ding Tian's eyes were suddenly sharp like knives, piercing Ma Dashan's eyes: "Let me go to the prince to find out the news? Your family is quite courageous?"

"No, no, no!" Ma Dashan saw Ding Tian's strength and refused to give in, and quickly denied: "Why would you think that way? You are serious. I just want to know something about the prince's preferences. What do you like to eat, what do you like to drink? We want to make a banquet for the prince..."

"Then go directly to the post station and ask!" Ding Tian curled his lips, convinced of your evil grin.

"Aren't we unable to get in?" Ma Dashan wanted to throw up his sleeves and leave. If they could get in, they wouldn't need to find such a worthless guy.

Ding Tian, ​​where did you come from?The man from Dingjia Village, Niujiao County, Xiatou, is the son of a prison boss, just a small prison boss.

So what about the jailer from the ninth rank?

Little officials who are not as big as sesame seeds.

To say that he is an official is flattering him.

These are the exact words of his good son-in-law, telling him to come to him with money to do things, if he does well, he will give him a reward, and if he can't, he will just scold him.

But, from the moment he saw Ding Tian, ​​Ma Dashan didn't dare to be casual, because Ding Tian's eyes were too clear, and everyone around him had a straight face, and his serious eyes made him feel guilty.

"You can't get in, and you still want to invite him to dinner?" Ding Tian asked him, "Why?"

Ma Dashan's chest felt tight: "I'm not here to ask you for a favor. I'll post a post here. I just hope the prince can see it."

As she said that, she took out an invitation card, which was sprinkled with red and gold, and the word "invitation card" was written on it with ink-scented pen and ink.

The inscription next to it is the words "Ma's Mansion".

I don't know what was written in it, anyway, Ding Tian didn't pick it up, and didn't open it to read: "Can't you send someone to send it?"

"I sent someone to send eighteen invitations, but there was no reply..." Ma Mashan was also depressed: "So I heard that you are familiar with His Highness King Ning, so I would like to ask you for a favor. I don't need you for this favor." Bai Gang..." Waved back, naturally, two servants brought up the gift bag: "A little gift, please accept it."

This is already polite.

He felt that he who was so polite, not to mention such a small person as Ding Tian, ​​even the Lord Fu Zun, should soften up, right?

In the end, Ding Tian still looked stinky and hard: "What is this?"

He pointed at the baggage: "Open it and have a look?"

On the spot, two jailers stretched out their hands, lay down on the table, and opened the bag under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The one inside is a small money tree only one foot high planted in a copper basin. The money on it is gold, but the trunk is cast in bronze. Money worth two bucks.

One is a sapphire ornament about two feet high. Of course, it cannot be compared with the green and white jade mountain in Wang Zuo's study. This one is only the size of the fists of two adults, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it is already very valuable.

These two gifts are definitely within reach...for Ding Tian.

The eyes of other people also lit up, it was just an invitation card, it was just for the prince, not to invite the prince to actually go, this thing belonged to Ding Tian.

In the end, Ding Tian didn't intend to accept the invitation: "Oh, it's very good, and the post is also well done."

nothing else.

Ma Dashan was depressed, and after a long time of luck, he took out a house deed: "This is the house deed of Jiuzhen Spice Shop, if you can help with this..."

The implication is that this deed is yours.

But Ding Tian narrowed his eyes: "Hehe... I don't want the things, but I will pass the post for you!"

Ma Dashan was stunned: "This...isn't appropriate?"

If you ask someone to do something, how can you not give some favors? If you don't give favors, he won't worry about letting Ding Tian do the job.

Who knew that Ding Tian accepted the invitation, got up and left: "See off!"