Autumn is crisp, and a village surrounded by bamboo forests looks quiet and peaceful.

A few old hens were digging in the pepper patch in the yard, occasionally pecking at a fat bug, craning their necks to swallow, and then continuing to stare at the dirt with a cheerful clucking sound.

An old man with gray hair was sitting in the courtyard, his face was full of vicissitudes, and his wrinkled skin had appeared age spots, he looked up and squinted at the sky to the north, and suddenly sighed leisurely.

"Why do you have a sad face? The meal is ready, love to eat it or not! An old lady came out of the house, nagged at the old man who was sitting in a daze at the door, and then turned back into the house.

The old patriarch's reaction was half a beat slower, and by the time he turned his head to look at the source of the sound, the man was already gone.

It's just that he didn't plan to go back to the house to eat, and he didn't have any appetite today, so he sighed lightly, and looked at the pepper field and continued to be in a daze.

Since his home was next to the threshing floor, he could clearly hear the sound of a large group of children playing, and compared with the time when the villagers were hungry and listless, life in the village was undoubtedly much better.

It's just that life is getting better, but many things are becoming inadequate. When he had no money before, he was able to take care of the village properly, but now that the village has become better, he doesn't know where to go.

Like these peppers, he knew that they were all treasures, so he mobilized everyone to plant them together. But now that it was harvest season again, he didn't know what to do, how to turn these treasures into silver.

There are more and more such things, but he is becoming more and more confused, and many things can't be chartered at all. In particular, he has accumulated more and more silver, and he is very unsteady in his heart, and he doesn't know what to do anymore.

In fact, he really wanted to discuss it with Nineteen, or ask Nineteen to give a charter, or send the silver directly to Beijing, but Nineteen is now an official in the capital, and many things cannot be communicated at all.

"Patriarch, someone from the yamen is here!"

Outside the courtyard gate, a child hurriedly came to report.

The old patriarch's eyes lit up immediately, he stood up on the ground, and asked with the excitement in his heart: "Dog, is there a letter from the capital?" ”

"I don't know! However, there are many yamen who have entered the village, I don't know what happened, it was Uncle Niu who asked me to come and inform you! The dog shook his head and said honestly.

When the old patriarch heard these words, his brows furrowed slightly.

With the champion of the nineteenth high school, their village had more contacts with the Yamen, and when they were repairing Wenkuifang, they came here together with the people of Fantai in the province. Now, a group of officials are coming, and maybe there are some big people coming.

"No need to pull!"

The old patriarch walked to the edge of the barn, saw that Ah Niu was about to pull the bell to gather the villagers, and immediately stopped him.

Ah Niu was biting a meat bun, after the whole summer of exposure, the whole person looked very dark, nodded to the old patriarch, and looked towards the entrance of the village.

But I saw a group of yacha walking through the bamboo forest into the village, led by Deputy Zhang of the Aoba Inspection Division.

"Master Zhang, I don't know what's going on?" The old patriarch stepped forward to salute and asked suspiciously.

In fact, many people don't know that the lowest level of the yamen in the Ming Dynasty is not the county ya, but the inspection department under the county ya.

In some market towns or places where public order is chaotic, there will be a department similar to a police station in later generations, with a patrol inspector of the nine products and a deputy inspector from the nine products, which belongs to the category of military attachés.

"A few days ago, there was a fight between your Changlin Village and Jiangcun, but is there such a thing?" Inspector Zhang first glanced at the empty barnyard, and then asked in an official tone.

Uncle Nine walked over with the workers of the dyeing workshop, and said with a very unkind face: "The conflict between us and Jiangcun has not been a day or two, and Deputy Zhang will not know about it, right?" ”

With the rise of Changlin Village, it is no secret that they have a conflict with Jiangcun. Not to mention Qingye Town, even if it is the entire Qingshui County, many people know that their two villages are not in harmony.

When Inspector Zhang heard this, he avoided the important and said lightly: "That is to say, the matter is true!" ”

"What if it's true? Those people want to build the bridge, but I, Lin Ajiu, am the first to disagree! Uncle Nine patted his strong chest, but he was not afraid of this Deputy Zhang and said loudly.

"Ah Jiu!" The old patriarch said loudly with a tense face.

Uncle Nine glared at Zhang Patrol like a fighting, but in the face of the old patriarch, he finally chose not to say anything. In this village, the person who speaks is the old patriarch after all, unless Nineteen can come back to take charge.

"Lord Zhang, we did have a fight with Jiangcun! But they stole the feng shui boat of my Changlin ancestral tomb first, and then forcibly built a bridge to damage our Changlin feng shui, so there was a conflict between the two villages, and please be aware of it! "The old patriarch bowed his hand, and the standard redress of grievances and good people.

The old patriarch has been a farmer all his life, and the idea of official status is deeply rooted. Even if this deputy inspector is the smallest official, he is also an official, and he is a big man they can't afford to mess with.

Just seeing the old patriarch behaving like this, Uncle Jiu's brows furrowed slightly, and at the same time, he looked at Deputy Zhang for inspection. As far as he knew, this deputy inspector was very close to Steward Zhao, and he might have come to pull the shelf.

"You said they stole your Changlin clan's feng shui boat, is there any evidence?" Inspector Zhang stood with his hands in his hands and asked in an official tone.

The old patriarch's brows frowned slightly, no one really saw this with his own eyes, so he shook his head and said, "No! ”

"Is this still evidence? Except for the people in their Jiang Village, who would be so boring, only stealing the feng shui boat to ruin our Changlin clan's feng shui! Uncle Nine couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately spoke up again.

Inspector Zhang shook his head and said seriously: "Although your speculation is somewhat reasonable, it can't constitute evidence!" It's just that you beat Jiang Ziming in Jiangcun to death, and the evidence of this matter is conclusive, but this official has to take care of it! ”

Yes?

When the old patriarch heard this, he was also shocked, but he didn't expect that the last weapon fight might cause death.

"One eye is seriously injured and dying, aren't you kidding? He was injured, but I saw him walk back well! When Uncle Nine heard this confession, he immediately sneered.

"This official never jokes with people like you!" Inspector Zhang put on the prestige of an official.

"Ah Jiu, did you make a heavy hand the day before yesterday?" The old patriarch was very worried, and looked at Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Nine frowned and said seriously: "At that time, there was a fight, and Da Biao and they were not at home, how could I take care of so much, but I am sure that no one will die!" ”

When the old patriarch heard this, his heart was cold, thinking that Ah Jiu's fight was not serious, maybe he really killed someone.

It's just that he didn't notice that Inspector Zhang's eyes were full of cunning, looking at him like a lion staring at his prey.