On the muddy streets of Beijing's outer city, Fan Jian, a child who is nearly 40 years old this year, caged his sleeves in the autumn wind, his body that has been malnourished for a long time, wearing his pair of broken shoes with open toes, walking forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and he drank a bowl of gruel and shook it from time to time, so he insisted on walking to the door of a yamen.

Looking at the dark door, he paused to take a deep breath of the air that smelled of and urine.

Then walk over with a solemn face!

"Ma, if you want to get out of the way, don't look at what kind of place this is!"

The soldier at the door shouted.

"This military master, the villain wants to ask to see the general, and he has something important to report."

Fan Jian said with a smiling face.

"The general is what you want to see?"

The soldier said with a glare.

As he spoke, he made a twisting motion with his hand.

"Master Jun, the stakes are very high, please be accommodating, the villain finds that someone wants to make trouble in the capital, it is very likely to take advantage of the saint's birthday, and he needs to immediately report to the general to send troops to arrest him!"

Fan Jian hurriedly said.

"Really?"

The soldier's face became solemn, and then exchanged glances with another soldier, although the yamen is open to the south, and there is no money to come in, but they are also measured, and the collection of money is also prioritized, this rebellion is not delayed, and they are here under the jurisdiction of the commander of the Jiumen Commander to patrol the southern camp of the Yamen, responsible for the security of the outer city and the southern suburbs of Beijing, if there are really people plotting to cause chaos in this city, then they are directly responsible, this kind of thing can not be sloppy.

"You wait here, if you dare to talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will come back and pick your skin!"

He pointed at Fan Jian and said.

Then he turned around and entered the door, and soon arrived in front of the main hall, but went around and went straight to a house behind, and just turned the main hall and heard a burst of laughter from inside, and accompanied by the general's angry and angry scolding, and then there was a chaotic sound of rubbing mahjong, he didn't dare to go in to disturb the general, but stood outside the door and said cautiously: "My lord, there is a person outside who came to ask to see the adult, saying that he found someone who wants to make trouble in the capital, and he took advantage of the birthday of the lord to make trouble......"

Suddenly, a spittoon flew out of it and smashed it on his head.

"Get out!"

And then there was a bang!

"I have more than 100,000 Eight Banners Green Battalion and Mongolian cavalry in the Qing Dynasty in this capital, which one of them dares to make trouble here after eating the bear's heart?"

Then another voice said with a smile.

Then there was another round of laughter.

The soldier covered the blood on his head and walked out with an aggrieved face, and then went out and saw Fan Jian's expectant gaze, his anger rose, he stepped forward without hesitation, and slapped Fan Jian's face, the latter screamed, and sat in the mud, and then the soldier kicked him in the chest, and the rotten green robe with patches was torn immediately, but the soldier's anger did not subside, he simply took off his waist knife and sheathed it and smashed it down with his head and face, but when he smashed it, Fan Jian was still holding his head and howling on the ground!

"Master Jun, it's true, what the villain said is true, their leader is called Lin Qing, who lives outside the Xuanwu Gate, and the villain is ......loyal to the Qing Dynasty."

Then he quickly got up and ran.

for the soldier drew his sword.

"Madamn, count you as fast as you run!"

The soldier spat in the back and said viciously.

Fan Jian cried aggrievedly, and walked forward in the ridicule of the idlers around him, he was really aggrieved, he did find that someone was plotting to make trouble, a Daxing person named Lin Qing rented next door to him, these days there are constantly young adults of different identities haunting the place, and even some people use various tools such as dung trucks and water trucks to transport some mysterious boxes, and can vaguely smell the smell of things like nitrate, Fan Jianjian, who has never been admitted to Xiucai in his life, realized that the time has come for him to glorify his ancestors, With loyalty to the emperor and the Qing Dynasty, he did not hesitate to come to inform, however......

"These unconscious officials!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood and said hatefully.

"Isn't this Fan Er? What's wrong with you?

Suddenly, a person next to him said.

Fan Jian hurriedly raised his head, and then his eyes lit up in an instant, he grabbed the latter and said, "Liu Zhutou, take me to see the county lord, I found that there are people in the city who are plotting to rebel." ”

"Really?"

Liu Zhutou said with a solemn expression.

"Absolutely, really."

Fan Jian hurriedly told Lin Qing and others about the situation, that Liu Zhutou was also a husband, and immediately realized that there was really a problem, he didn't dare to delay, and immediately took Fan Jian into the inner city, and then went straight to the Wanping County Ya to which he belonged, and said to Wanping County Lingyi, the latter also attached great importance to it, and took the two of them together and went straight to the Shuntian Mansion Ya, and reported the situation to the Shuntian Mansion Yin Wu Province Qinyu.

"Got it, you guys go down first!"

Wu Xingqin nodded after hearing this and said.

At the same time, he glanced at the Wanping County Order, who hurriedly sent Liu Zhutou and Fan Jian out, and then looked at Wu Xingqin with an inquiring gaze.

"More is better than less."

Wu Xingqin stroked his beard and said with a wise expression.

Wanping County Lings understood in seconds.

This matter is not their authority, although as a magistrate, they have this responsibility, but the capital is different from other places, this place is at the foot of the Son of Heaven, although they are the local magistrates, but the city is bigger than them to bring out an official at will, as the saying goes, this Wanping county order is kneeling, like this kind of arrest and theft belongs to the Admiral of Jiumen, even if they have the heart to take care of this matter, they can only report to the Admiral of Jiumen. And the commander of Jiumen is responsible for this kind of thing under the patrol camp, and the outer city is the patrol of the south camp, but the directly responsible person before the general of the south camp has beaten Fan Jian, then they will report to the commander of the nine gates and become a dog to take a mouse, if it is really good, if it is not true, then it will offend the general of the south camp, people are flag people are all a family, the commander of the nine gates Xingshi moved the crowd to make a joke, and he must have joined the two of them with the general of the south camp, and then the emperor who was happy because of his 80th birthday must be affected, and then the emperor's mood was affected and then ......

And then they were tragic.

Well, the brain circuits of this Qing Dynasty official are so weird, why don't they want to think about it?

But this is how it is with officials in this era.

More is better than less, not doing things is better than doing things, kowtowing more and talking less, not talking is better than talking.

This is the norm of the entire officialdom.

"What about this Fan Jian?"

Wanping County Commander said cautiously.

Wu Xingqin waved his hand very casually.

The county order understands in seconds.

Then Wanping County Ling went out with a smile on his face, and in Fan Jian's expectant gaze, he didn't even look at him, and he got into the sedan chair and left.

"Huh?!"

Fan Jian looked at the sedan chair as if he was stupid.

"Fan Er, go back, it's none of your business!"

Liu Zhutou, who also understood everything, immediately said in an official tone.

And then he was gone, too.

Poor Fan Jian was there for a long time, and finally understood that his loyalty to the Qing Dynasty was in vain, he looked at the gate of the Shuntian Mansion and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

Why is it so difficult to be a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty?

Of course, he was not discouraged by this, he didn't believe that his loyalty had no place to show, he didn't believe that the Qing Dynasty was this kind of mediocre official, saying that he was telling the plot against him, how important this was, in his imagination, he said it, the city must be shaken, and then maybe the emperor could summon it, who knew that there was not even a splash, since the Nanying staff ignored it, Wanping County ignored it, and Shuntianfu ignored it, then he went directly to the Jiumen Admiral Yamen. With a holy face, he tidied up his tattered green robe like a beggar, as if those loyal ministers and righteous men in ancient times possessed the body solemnly towards Chongwen Gate, but there was a bit of a distance, plus the sedan chair with Wanping County Command ran more than a mile, and also exhausted his bowl of gruel, when he walked to the Yamen of the Admiral of the Nine Gates, he was already tired and hungry, and his legs began to flutter, but he still did not give up, and continued to walk towards the solemn gate.

Suddenly, the gate opened, and a large number of cavalry rushed out surrounded by a general.

Fan Jian was excited.

He tried his best to stretch out his hand and run towards the general, but he forgot that he was riding a horse and galloping over, and the galloping war horse arrived in front of him in an instant, Fan Jian was dumbfounded all of a sudden, and saw a war horse crashing into him.

"Phew!"

The cavalry on horseback hurriedly led the horses.

But the huge inertia of the wild gallop still made the war horse rush forward, and it was crashing into Fan Jian, poor Fan Jian was injured for the second time today, the fierce impact force made him fly directly upside down, and the next moment he fell with blood spraying, and then continued to twitch on the ground, the blood in his mouth kept gushing out, and the horse was also startled, and then stood up with a neighing and threw the cavalry on his back down.

"Ma, you're looking for death!"

The cavalryman got up and roared angrily.

He rushed to Fan Jian angrily and whipped it down unceremoniously, only to find that Fan Jian was already dying.

"My lord, I'm dead!"

He said to the back of the beater.

"Where did the beggars come from, let them be carried out and thrown into mass graves."

The forty-or so general in the back said.

"Big, big, big, big, villain has something important to report!"

Fan Jian on the ground suddenly returned to the light, he struggled to prop himself up, and then stretched out a hand to the general and said tremblingly.

"Hey, you're not dead?"

The general was immediately happy, he urged him to step forward and lowered his head to look at Fan Jian and said, "If you have something to say, let it go, let it go, you are busy!" I don't have the time to hang out with you here! ”

"Big, big, small, villain found out that there were people in the city plotting and plotting rebellion!"

Fan Jian said with all his might.

"If you want to make meritorious service, you want to go crazy, and you are still plotting and rebelling, do you still want to say that the thieves are going to attack the palace? You really dare to say, okay, I know, I know that you are loyal to the Qing Dynasty and the emperor, so you will go and catch the rebel party for you, you, go on the road! ”

The general said with a wicked smile.

Immediately after that, in the laughter of those soldiers, he lifted the reins, and the hooves of the war horse immediately fell on Fan Jian's chest, and Fan Jian, who was already back to light, was hit by this horse's hooves, like a toad being trampled underfoot, his limbs straightened, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he closed his eyes with his loyalty to the emperor and the Qing Dynasty.

"Throw the mass grave!"

The general didn't even look at him, and left directly.