In the evening, Niu Yanshi and others gathered in the signing room to present the case file to Haigong.

"Zhongcheng, there are no complaints in Kunshan County at all, and they are all complaints." Niu said cautiously: "In that case, do we still want to continue to spend here?" ”

This is Zhao Gongzi's father's territory, and Moo doesn't dare to talk nonsense.

Hai Rui looked puzzled and said, "Don't you think this is a bit abnormal?" ”

Not all officials have been in contact with Zhao Hao, for example, Commissioner Wang, who has been successfully influenced by Haigong, nodded and said: "When the lower officials tried the case, I heard that after Zhao Zhixian arrived in office, he only lined up once on the first day, and he has not been listed for public notice so far. ”

"That's a bit excessive." The officials discussed: "He hasn't ever sued, so why hasn't anyone sued?" ”

"Could it be that it is the mouth of the people, more than the defense of Sichuan?" Commissioner Wang speculated.

Hai Rui didn't express his position easily, although he didn't have the muscle of favoritism in his brain, he had an IQ that surpassed that of mortals...... Zhao Shouzheng has only been in office for half a year, and he has been on the embankment, and it doesn't matter how many complaints the people complain about.

There's no reason to stop the people from suering, right? Besides, can the people of Wuzhong be stopped by the government?

Hai Rui thought about it all night, but he didn't understand what happened to the people of Kunshan.

~~

Early the next morning, the guards guarding the governor's office saw their leader, Peng Qianhu, wearing a half-worn cloth robe, a torn cotton hat, and carrying a cloth banner with an iron mouth, coming out of the office.

"Yo, my lord, this is going to change careers......" The guards quipped, but before they could finish their words, they all came to an abrupt end.

Because they saw that Peng Qianhu was followed by a thin old man wearing a coarse sermon robe and a square scarf.

Who is it if it's not the King of Sea Yama?

was so frightened that the guards hurriedly knelt on the ground, but Peng Qianhu shouted in a low voice: "Don't move, Zhongcheng has to pay a private visit, and you are not allowed to be exposed." ”

"Count what you can shout best." Hai Rui glanced at Peng Qianhu.

Say a thousand things and ten thousand, it's better to see for yourself. He is going to walk the streets today to see if the people of Kunshan dare not sue or are unwilling to sue.

Hai Rui originally planned to go out with Hai'an and the others, but how could Peng Qianhu rest assured? Lin Zhongcheng and his predecessor Feng Qianhu are still lying in Jiangnan Hospital, how dare he let Hai Zhongcheng just go out with an old servant?

To put it mildly, Hai Rui finally agreed and asked Peng Qianhu to help Hai An make flags for him.

Although Haian said angrily that he had practiced southern boxing and northern legs, he could protect Zhongcheng's safety......

~~

When the two of them went out of the governor's yamen, they saw that the shops in Xishan Alley were open as usual, and the people on the street were talking and laughing, and there was no sign of being threatened to stay at home.

"These shopkeepers, as well as ordinary people, could they be officials pretending to be officials?" Peng Qianhu glanced around vigilantly, and proposed a possibility with great experience.

"Looks like you've done that." Hai Rui scolded with a smile: "You see that there are more women and fewer men on the street, how can they all be officials?" ”

"Uh......" Peng Qianhu sneered, "We didn't seem to have any women at that time." ”

Having said that, for the sake of safety, the two stayed away from Xishan Lane and came to the most prosperous Banshan Bridge in Kunshan.

It is said to be the most prosperous, but compared to Suzhou City and even Wujiang County, it is still far from enough. There is only one percent of the flow of people outside Suzhou Changmen, and three percent of Shengze Town in Wujiang.

So Hai Rui easily found an empty place on the street. Let Peng Qianhu go to the tea stall on the side, pay ten cents to borrow a bench, table and chair to set up, put the banner on the table, and start business.

But the people on the street seemed to be in a hurry, and no one took care of his business for a while.

The owner of the tea stall in his sixties couldn't stand it, so he brought him a bowl of hot jujube tea and let Hai Rui drink it to warm up.

Hai Rui thanked him, held the tea bowl in both hands and asked, "Uncle, this Kunshan County is adjacent to Suzhou, why is the population so scarce?" ”

"How does Kunshan compare with Suzhou? There must be a lot fewer people. However, in the past, this half-mountain bridge Wuyang and Wuyang were all people, isn't this a big old man with the embankment? Everyone in the county went to Kunnan, and naturally there was no one on the street. ”

"But you can't be a fortune teller?" The owner of the tea stall joked: "I think my skills are a little looser." ”

"It's just a mess." Hai Rui smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's really an old man's miscalculation." Before, in Suzhou City, watching the governor's yamen make a complaint, thousands of people lined up to complain...... This person who is fighting a lawsuit has no bottom in his heart, and he wants to calculate the fortune, and he has made a winter of money in those ten days. ”

"Haha, then you have to pay me for the tea." The old man joked.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Hai Rui handed him a few more copper coins, and the owner of the tea stall excused himself and accepted it.

"I thought the governor came to Kunshan, and there were a lot of people here to line up to complain." Hai Rui sighed again and said: "I didn't expect to pounce on the side of Xishan Lane, how could there be no complaints?" What a miscalculation. ”

"Hahaha......" Hearing a fortune teller say that he had lost his calculation, the tea stall owner almost laughed. After a while, he wiped his tears and said:

"If you can't figure it out, I'll tell you, because we have Zhao Qingtian in Kunshan, why bother Hai Qingtian anymore?"

"Zhao Qingtian?" Hai Rui pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Is it Zhao Zhixian?" ”

"Who else? Of course, it is the old parents of this county, and Zhao County, the new champion of the new department, is respected! As soon as Zhao Erye was mentioned, the tea stall owner put away his smile and said with reverence on his face: "

"Our people in Kunshan have worked hard, and they actually sent the champion from heaven to give the county order, what a blessing you say."

"It seems that I heard that he was punished, so he came down to be the magistrate of the county." Hai Rui said quietly.

"It's all to blame for the dog thief surnamed Xu in Huating!" Before the owner of the tea stall could answer, several elderly tea customers shouted loudly. "If it weren't for the traitorous frame-me, our eldest master would have ended up in such a field?"

"But fortunately, we in Kunshan have waited for a big savior." After scolding, several old people couldn't help laughing again: "Speaking of which, it seems that I have to thank the dog thief surnamed Xu." ”

"The old man has also heard about the deeds of Zhaozhi County's flood fighting and embankment, and it is indeed worth singing and crying." Hai Rui smiled and asked, "But what does this have to do with the people's complaints?" It was not he who was sued by the people. ”

"You're our old parents who only build embankments?" The owner of the tea shop replied with a smile: "Although the county never opens a church, it will be announced twice a month on the second and sixteenth days of the first month, and the cases handed in by the people will be judged quickly." ”

"It must be our eldest master, who worked overtime at night to judge the case." The people of Kunshan love Zhao Shouzheng, so they naturally count all the credit as his.

"If you are not satisfied, you can go directly to the master. He wanders around the construction site all day long, and we ordinary people can tell him face to face at any time if they have any grievances. The old parents called the squire over to help mediate, and the problem was solved. ”

ps. Chapter 2, the next chapter will be added tomorrow.