The county magistrate is not slag very A

Jiang Fanyin flinched in shock, and quickly dropped the soldering iron in her hand, pretending to be calm.

Song Boxue was dumbfounded, why didn't this girl play cards according to the routine?

It's not good to be soft or hard. It's really hard for her to be a good official.

"Miss Liu, I really came here to make decisions for you. I have just arrived, and I have to let the prince go first because of unavoidable difficulties."

Liu Erniang cried for a while, then began to sob again.

Song Boxue's face was completely blackened. Aren't ordinary people afraid of officials on TV?

How did she become like this when it came to her?

Jiang Fanyin was silent at the side, and said softly: "Miss Liu, calm down, Master Song is really here to help you, you should think about whether there is evidence, and we will find a solution together."

"Is your lord really here to help me?" Xu Shijiang Fanyin's soft voice made Liu Erniang less afraid. She stopped crying, with a trace of distrust still on her face.

Song Boxue was overjoyed when he heard the words, and stopped calling her a dog official, and called her an adult.

The heroine's actions are different, this is what it is like to be favored by the plot.

She nodded and said, "Of course, I'm here to help you. Do you have any evidence?"

Although it is not a serious crime to say that stealing three taels of silver is not a felony, at least she must be killed to make an example to the monkeys, so that the people know that she is not a corrupt official who has an eye for money.

But Erniang Liu lowered her head again: "Young Master Wang and two rascals stopped me that night and robbed me of the money without anyone seeing..."

It was already late at that time, she was entangled by the prince on the way home after selling scented tea, and there were few people on the country road, she was worried about the gangsters coming, and ran home desperately after being robbed of money, and did not dare to come to the county government until dawn Report the crime.

As a result, the bad guy was released immediately, and she was imprisoned.

"This is not easy." After hearing Liu Erniang's words, Song Boxue found himself in trouble again.

Without evidence, this case looks simple, but it is not easy to handle.

Song Boxue ordered the prison chief to untie Liu Erniang, and told him to treat her well before leaving the county prison with Jiang Fanyin.

After returning home, Song Boxue washed his face with clean water, feeling itchy all the time.

Jiang Fanyin watched her keep wiping her face vigorously, and said softly, "It's been cleaned."

Song Boxue's expression was loveless: "No, it's my face that was washed clean, but it couldn't wash away the damage I received from my heart."

Jiang Fanyin: "..." Forgive her for not having this kind of experience.

After washing it several times, Song Boxue stopped: "Sister Jiang, what do you think about this case?"

It's hard to do without evidence.

Jiang Fanyin thought about it intently: "Is what Miss Liu said true? Are you sure it was the prince's doing?"

Although she has never been an official, her father has been a prefect for many years, so she also knows some ways to be an official.

In judging a case, it is most taboo to listen to partial beliefs. Whether it is the victim or the defendant, the words must be proved.

Song Boxue rubbed his eyebrows: "It's true, the prince has already admitted it himself."

Not only that, but also gave her 100 taels of silver notes, implying that she had better punish Liu Erniang and teach her a lesson.

Seeing that the original owner was open to money, he agreed on the spot, and handed over the bank notes to Song for the coffin book.

Jiang Fanyin was puzzled: "Then why did you let Mrs. Wang go and lock Miss Liu instead?"

Now that the defendants have pleaded guilty, why not arrest the defendants and put the sufferer in prison instead.

Could it be that there is something else inside?

Song Boxue met her suspicious gaze, hesitated for a moment and chose to tell the truth: "Young Master Wang's father gave you a 100 tael silver note. I accepted it for a while, and now I regret it."

I regret it very much, the original owner is a no-brainer, as a county parent official, what can I do wrong, but I want to be greedy for money and accept bribes, isn't this rushing to give someone a clue?

Jiang Fanyin was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously said, "You let him go for 100 taels?"

Song Boxue suddenly felt that he was despised again, and he was bribed for only 100 taels.

The original owner acted like someone who had never seen the money, and happily let him go, as if the original owner had never seen the bank notes much, and had been living a miserable life.

"Isn't that just a moment of obsession? I've repented now. As an official, I have to make decisions for the people, and I can't take money and break the law."

Jiang Fanyin looked at her regretful expression and was speechless.

Why did you go so early? Why didn't you realize this when you received the cashier's receipt.

The two were silent for a moment, and there was a knock on the door.

Master Zhou walked in: "My lord, the heavy rain the night before made a gap in the overpass on the west side. Would you like to take money from the bank to repair it?"

Hearing this, Song Boxue reached out to look through the ledger. She seemed to have seen it the day before yesterday. She found the ledger and confirmed the amount on it.

There are still 300 taels of cash left in the bank. Pingchuan County's finances are too tight, and I don't know if it will be enough.

She rubbed her eyebrows: "How much money does it cost to build a bridge?"

Master Zhou pretended not to see the embarrassment on her face: "The preliminary estimate is 100 taels, and the monthly salary of the yamen servants should be paid, and it will also be 100 taels."

"Let me think about it, you should step down first." Song Boxue was overwhelmed when he heard it, and he calculated it very clearly, and knew to leave 100 taels of silver.

After driving Master Zhou away, she picked up the ledger, which was recorded very simply. In conclusion, Pingchuan County was too poor.

The taxes paid by the merchants are pitifully low, and the land tax and grain tax of the common people are even more insignificant. Many of them use grain to offset the tax, and they barely pay for it every year. However, there is a lot of grain in the granary, and the cash left is only 300 taels.

Song Boxue spread out the ledger, looking hopeless.

Jiang Fanyin raised his eyes to look at the ledger, and seeing that Song Boxue had no intention of obstructing it, he picked it up and flipped through it.

"The bridge needs to be built." She came all the way to Pingchuan County, and she could see that the place was not rich, and there were not many smooth roads.

Song Boxue shrugged: "I also know that it needs to be repaired. The key is what to use to repair it. It's only 300 taels of silver. If the bridge is repaired and the monthly payment is paid, what should I do if I don't have money to deal with anything in the future? I can't let me subsidize it myself."

The original owner had just become the county magistrate, and had just received a month's salary, except for the two sums of money he had stolen, he didn't have much savings at all.

If a county's finances are like this, the people below can imagine what kind of life they are living. The people are suffering, and it is not easy for parents and officials.

Jiang Fanyin put down the account book and said in a low voice, "You don't need to subsidize it, someone else can."

This kind of thing was done by her father, and she was deeply impressed.

Song Boxue's eyes lit up: "How to say?"

Jiang Fanyin did not answer, but asked instead: "You seem to trust me?"

From taking her to the county jail, to revealing the corruption just now, and now letting her look through the financial books, I feel that this person trusts her too much.

Song Boxue paused in his heart, isn't that nonsense?

You are the heroine, and you are also a positive heroine. If you don't trust who you trust.

But it's good that she knows these words in her heart, and it's hard to say them out.

She thought for a while and said, "Mother often said that Daddy said Uncle Jiang was an upright and good official before he was alive, and you and I made a marriage contract since we were young, so we are naturally trustworthy."

The Song family naturally didn't say this, but complained to the magistrate Jiang, saying that the Jiang family didn't miss the old love, otherwise how could they arrange the original owner to this poor place where no shit.

Jiang Fanyin glanced at her lightly, not sure if he believed it or not.

"Daddy always says that Uncle Song is a trustworthy person." Otherwise, there would be no marriage contract between her and Song Boxue, but whether the Song family and Song Boxue are reliable remains to be considered.

Song Boxue nodded: "So what should we do now?"

Jiang Fanyin didn't speak, but picked up a pen and wrote down a word: donate.

Then write the word "recognition" in front of the word "donation".

Pledge?

Song Boxue was at a loss. She didn't know the donation process in ancient times, but she remembered that if a natural disaster occurred in a certain place in modern times, some companies would donate spontaneously.

So what does this pledge mean?

Seeing her puzzled, Jiang Fanyin said, "Pingchuan County has a lot of wealthy businessmen, why is the tax rate so low? It's just that they only care about their own interests and enjoy the protection of the government, but they don't want to repay the court, and they don't care about the life and death of the people. So get them to pledge."

Song Boxue now understands that a pledge is roughly a voluntary donation and is willing, but how should it be done?

"The Wang family is a breakthrough, so 100 taels is too little." Jiang Fanyin reminded, since it is confirmed that Wang Gongzi's crime is true, there is no need to be soft.

Song Boxue immediately understood: "Excuse me?"

Jiang Fanyin bent his lips and smiled: "Not bad."

The beauty is smiling, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and her eyes are full of joy. Even in men's clothes, she still looks forward to her appearance.