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Chapter 3 Snooping

Seeing Leng Yi raising his head in a daze with tears in his eyes, the old man didn't know what he was thinking, and stamped his feet: "It's also my fault, student, for my incompetence. Apart from Qian Gu Accounting and Criminal Civil Law, I know a little bit about it, but I just don't know how to do it."

In solving the case, at this critical moment, I couldn't help Dong Weng, so Dong Weng was about to become a monk, and the student was really ashamed!"

Tongqiangu Xing's name was also called Dong Weng, the magistrate, so this old man should be the staff master hired by the magistrate.

He talked about not being able to solve the case and the critical moment. Does this mean that the county magistrate became a monk because of a case that could not be solved? Moreover, this case was so closely related to his future and destiny that he couldn't figure it out for a while and committed suicide?

What kind of case is it? The only person who can embarrass Zhixian must be his boss, the magistrate named on the certificate.

Leng Yi then said sadly: "Master is not to blame for this, it's just the prefect..., alas!"

He deliberately mentioned only one topic to see if the master would continue. Sure enough, the master also sighed and said: "If Dong Weng feels hopeless and becomes a monk in frustration because the prefect refuses to meet him, that would be too much.

Magistrate Liao was helpless. There was a murder case under his rule. If he could not solve the case, it would also affect his political performance. Therefore, he put pressure on Dong Weng."

Speaking of this, the master took a step forward, lowered his voice, and said: "Besides, the gift from Dong Weng is too light. It's no wonder that Magistrate Lia refuses to see Dong Weng. But it doesn't matter. Let's go back and think about it later.

If you try to raise money, if that doesn't work, ask the big families in the county to borrow money. As long as Dong Weng asks, these people can't save face, so they will lend some money to Dong Weng no matter what."

It turned out that the money in the box was indeed used to give gifts to the prefect, but it was too little, and the prefect looked down upon it. The person who put pressure on the magistrate was indeed the Bazhou prefect. In other words, the Yinling County where the magistrate worked

, it is under the jurisdiction of Bazhou.

Although the master's voice was soft, the shopkeeper and the horse-faced waiter were so close that they still heard a few words about money. They couldn't help but exchange glances with each other. The shopkeeper coughed lightly and said with a smile: "

Sir, look, since you are going to leave home, should you pay off the rent and food, hey, this?"

The master said angrily: "What's the matter with you? At this moment, you should persuade the great master to consider the common people and not to become a monk. It's fine if you don't persuade me. Instead, you come to collect the debt at this time. What's the point? Is it possible for the magistrate of the county to persuade him to do so?"

Will I still owe you rent and food?"

The horse-faced waiter next to him said angrily: "That's not necessarily true. The eldest master hasn't settled the bill for several months. He owes more than ten taels. If we continue to owe more, our shopkeeper will close down!"

The master looked very embarrassed and his face turned red.

The shopkeeper scolded the waiter in a hypocritical tone: "Don't talk nonsense! Don't be rude in front of the lord! Why don't you apologize to the lord?"

The horse-faced waiter hurriedly bowed and agreed, slapped himself twice, and cupped his hands towards Leng Yi and said: "I admit my sin, I am also looking at us because the eldest man owes me too much money for room and food."

The shopkeeper had been sighing all day long, and suddenly he spoke quickly, and now he said that he had offended the lord, and asked the lord to forgive me."

Leng Yi thought to himself, it is common in modern society for officials to eat and drink heavily and sign bills to owe money to hotels. I never thought it happened in ancient times. However, now it seems that the money the magistrate owes to the inn is not because of embezzling public funds to eat and drink.

It's not easy to sign the bill and settle the bill, but I really can't get the money out.

Leng Yi said: "Okay, how much do I owe you in total?"

The horse-faced waiter spoke quickly and rushed to say, "The room fee is one hundred and fifty cents per room per day, and the food cost per meal per day..." The horse-faced waiter counted the treasures as if he knew everything about the account. The shopkeeper

He didn't stop me. At the end of the day, the horse-faced waiter said: "The total of these is 17,200 yuan! Not counting this time!"

Leng Yi was shocked. In ancient times, one tael of silver was equal to one thousand taels. He knew this. These 17,200 taels were equivalent to seventeen taels! And the magistrate used it to give gifts to the prefect.

However, it was only a mere ten taels of silver, probably borrowed, which was not enough to pay for the house and food. He glanced at the master and said, "Tell me, is there any hope of solving our case?"

As soon as the master heard the magistrate's words, he wanted to take action, so he just had to think of a way to prevent him from becoming a monk now. We would talk about other things later. He hurriedly said with a smile: "Of course there is hope! As the saying goes, the sky pays off, as long as everyone works together, we will be able to do it."

Success is imminent!”

Having said this, the master glanced at Leng Yi's expression, pretended to be relaxed, and said: "Besides, even if the case cannot be solved, the sky will not fall! Dong Weng has now fallen to Yinling County, Bazhou

Such a remote place with high mountains and deep water is a place where soldiers are exiled. Even if the political performance is not good, what could be worse than this place?"

It turns out that the Yinling County that he governs was one of the worst prefectures and counties where the army was exiled during the Song Dynasty. This is good, because in such a place, it is more difficult for him to reveal his secrets by pretending to be the county magistrate.

Leng Yi pretended to ponder for a long time, then he patted his thigh and said: "What you said makes sense. I also thought of becoming a monk because I couldn't figure it out for a while. After listening to your guidance, I suddenly became enlightened! As you said, I

We have fallen into such a situation, what could be worse than this? As the saying goes: The damn ball is in the sky! What is there to be afraid of! I won’t become a monk anymore, and I won’t give gifts anymore, let’s see what he can do to me!”

When they heard that the dignified magistrate's words were dirty, the master and the onlookers all laughed.

Shi Yexiao smiled happily and said: "That's right, Dong Weng wash your hair quickly, there are a lot of broken hairs on it..."

"No need!" Leng Yi casually patted his shoulder, got up and walked to the bed, opened the brocade box, glanced at the money inside, held it up, walked to the innkeeper, and said: "These silvers, please give them to me first."

If you clear the account, if it is not enough, the county will find a way to settle it as soon as possible."

The shopkeeper was surprised and happy, fearing that Leng Yi would regret it, so he hurriedly took it and said, "Thank you! I really appreciate it!"

"What are you talking about? I owe you so much money and it is natural to pay back the debt. Why should I say thank you!"

The master next to him smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, the county magistrate had just given up the idea of ​​becoming a monk and immediately dispersed his wealth. Now is the time when money is needed most. Although it is necessary to pay back debts, you must also prioritize! The money has been paid back.

, seeing the shopkeeper smiling happily and hugging the money box tightly, how can he get it back? After all, he is a young man, not calm enough, so he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Leng Yi had his own plan. When he traveled through time, he took a few modern things with him. But if it didn't work, he took them out and sold them to make money. Of course, he couldn't use these things unless he had to.

The shopkeeper glanced at the wine cup on the table, turned around and said to the horse-faced waiter: "Quickly, tell the kitchen to prepare two side dishes and boil a pot of rice wine to appease the elder!" He turned to Leng Yi and said: "This is considered to be

The little man’s treat will not be included in the meal bill, sir, please don’t worry.”

Leng Yi thanked him with a smile.

Seeing that there was no more excitement, the onlookers all dispersed.

The shopkeeper nodded and bowed and was about to leave when Leng Yi said: "Since the shopkeeper has brought us wine and food, why don't we have a drink together, Master, too? It's freezing cold today, so the three of us can drink some wine to warm ourselves up and talk."

The shopkeeper was overjoyed. Although Leng Yi owed him a debt, he was an official after all. How could he, a businessman who opened a shop, be qualified to accompany the county magistrate to have a drink? Now that the county magistrate took the initiative to invite him to have a drink with him, he was really embarrassed.

Light

He hurriedly agreed, but he was worried that the county magistrate would get drunk later and cover his face with wine and ask for the money back. It was better to put the money back first, so he excused himself to go back and change clothes before coming back, holding the box of money.

Went out and went downstairs.

The waiter removed all the glasses from the table and brought three new sets of clean ones. The wine and food were quickly served. The shopkeeper came in dressed in formal clothes. - When drinking with the county magistrate, you should not wear too much clothes.

Whatever.

The three of them sat down, exchanged glasses, and chatted while drinking. The two of them had average drinking capacity, but they drank with the county magistrate and had to drink even if they couldn't, so they soon became tongue-tied and talked a lot.

Leng Yi wanted this, and he got some useful information through chatting.
Chapter completed!
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