Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 174|Fraud is rampant

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The river slapped the boat gang, and the thin black man led the fainted Master Cha into the cargo sack, disguised as carrying the cargo and carried it onto the ship.

The old boatman sat on the pedals with the smoke pot bag and sighed.

Lu Yan took the horse with great effort and got out of the boat, and when it was fastened, he went to pull the horse that Mr. Jinshui had brought. The horse was nervous when he saw the water, and he kept twisting his neck and pouting on the shore.

The scholar was undecided, and sat on the box he brought with his baggage.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The old boatman stood up and urged.

The coolies were working with their heads buried, no one dared to show a strange expression. Looking from a distance, this ship is no different from other merchant ships: there is only a carriage, and there are not many people carrying goods, stingy. Small business customers are usually like this.

However, there was a problem with this ship. When I got on the ship, I knew it carefully. The so-called goods except those who were unlucky enough to be put in the sack were some broken jackets and broken cotton wool, along with a few pots and spoons.

With the nervousness of the old boatman and coolie, it looks like a group of pier coolies are preparing to abscond quietly.

Mr. Jinshui who also absconded: "..."

He couldn't help thinking hard, how did things turn out like this? He specifically chose to be at the gate of the Youchunhui meeting. He didn't dare to show his face until he left the capital, for fear of being spotted. As a result, he was hit by a wagon on the way. Fortunately, I met someone to help me, and when I got to the dock, I was almost "sold".

In the end, it turned around and the guy who was in the ambush was taken down.

——It's really ups and downs, it's scaring people to death.

Not far away, a coolie whispered: "Why should you bring them? Isn't it disturbing? If they turn around and report to the officer, we will be all over."

"The scholar is the one that Master Cha wants to arrest. He can't even run, so how can he cause us trouble?"

The black and thin man calmed his mind and continued to persuade everyone, "There are so many people on the pier, if they casually talk to someone, or find someone to ask us to talk to Master Cha, things will be bad! Now just send people across the river. , There is no clue left here at the pier. When the brothers were found, everyone would have left without a trace."

"Yes, yes, the mouse is right, you can't leave people on the dock...you have to send it across the river if you don't need money!"

"Nonsense, I still have to collect the money!"

Meng Qi's smile deepened. These people thought they were quietly muttering, but they were actually the same as talking in person.

This black and thin man with the nickname "Mouse" was surprisingly courageous. After the so-called Master Cha fainted, he was taken aback for a while and didn't care how the shoes flew to Master Cha's face, and he climbed directly down the cargo pile. , Pulled a few sacks and started to pretend. In the end, he barely maintained his composure and came to greet them to board the boat and cross the river. It turned out to be this idea.

"This guy's brain is turning very fast." Meng Qi joked to Mo Li in a low voice.

Moli looked at him strangely.

Is it weird that my gerbil praises a man nicknamed a rat?

The cabin was full of fishy smell and sweat from the coolie body, but the bulkhead was washed clean. The old boatman saw that everyone was almost on board, put down his smoking gun, and took the initiative to stroke the horse. The mane behind the head of the stubborn horse.

Ma turned out to be really obedient, and was soon led by the old boatman on the boat.

Lu Yan was stunned, and when he recovered, he hurriedly rushed forward to learn the art of imperial horses.

The old boatman pulled the anchor silently and pulled the sail.

Lu Yan followed him and helped him knowingly, so he was very busy with him.

Mo Lei was speechless for a while, and he became a helper inexplicably. I don't know if Lu Yan is easy to be abducted, or he praised him for his simplicity and diligence.

"Start the boat."

The old boatman greeted him, holding the boat rod against the bluestone on the dock, and let the boat drift away from the ferry slowly along the water.

The coolies picked up the oars and worked hard.

There are boats near the pier, which come in and out, and the boat gang will occasionally run into it.

"Why, what a mouse! Why did you come here to paddle Old Yangtou if you weren't staying on the dock?"

"No, there is a shortage of people on Lao Yangtou's boat. A merchant is eager to charter a boat, so I will come over to get some money for wine." The thin black man said with a smile on his face, and casually invited people, "Wait. Come back for a drink!"

"Come on, your kid just speaks loudly. He has always been so stingy that he can't bear to eat dried tofu." The boatman complained a few words, and then he left the boat slowly.

He Mouse just laughed with him, his face slowly became sad.

The Qingjiang River is so hot that many of the boats disperse after a short time when the punting leaves the pier.

The boat they were on was neither big nor small, and it looked shabby and unobtrusive at all.

"Wait, the ferry is over there!" Mr. Jinshui said nervously.

The boat seems to go down the river instead of going to the other side of the river.

The old boatman said without looking up: "It's dangerous. You have to go along the river to the next ferry."

Lu Yan didn't **** the oars, so he simply squatted on the side of the ship and looked around.

Mr. Jin Shui was frightened when he saw it. He was restless. When he saw the fellow Meng Qi Moli calm down as usual, he reluctantly settled down and asked in a low voice: "Can you understand water quality?"

Mo Li didn't speak because he didn't know how to answer.

Meng Qi laughed and deliberately said: "Mr. Scared?"

The scholar is dumb, and the person is on the river. If the boat is scuttled, who can't be afraid?

"No."

Mr. Jin Shui was startled by the sound coming from behind, he turned his head quickly and saw Lu Min's face.

The second prince returned to the cabin griefly, because the old boatman had spoken and thought he was squatting outside in the way. As a result, as soon as he entered the cabin, he almost laughed when he heard Mr. Jinshui's worried words.

Then he met the look of Moli Meng Qi Qiqi's eyes, and Lu Yan was half short in an instant.

"Ah...There are so many boats on the river, although they are far away, but if they really sink, someone will be able to see them. Besides, it's nothing more than a fortune to kill. I don't have this fortune. , The doctors did not, and you don’t look like you, sir."

Mr. Jinshui's face turned blue and white again.

"As for killing, they are bitter, haha, it's not guilty to use a boat to win your enemies...or anyone's favor. It doesn't cost money to lead the way, and it's different to gouge a boat."

"Good point." Meng Qi smiled and nodded.

Mo Li found that the second prince was really awakened. He hadn't thought about the key relationship in it, and Lu Yan had already made a point.

——It's mainly because a fish is afraid of chiseling a boat.

Mr. Jinshui was extremely embarrassed. When he was on the pier, he told Lu Yan that the people following him were all "toll-collecting" local snakes, and then offered money to him. As a result, he took them into danger.

If he is really afraid that he will miss this boat, he may be in danger if he stays on the dock.

The more the scholar thinks about it, the more frightened he becomes. Adding to the nervousness and anxiety, the whole person becomes confused and even dark in front of his eyes.

"Mr."

The sound was like a basin of cold water, which awakened the scholar.

He looked up in a daze, and saw Moli holding a book in his hand again sometime, Meng Qi was sitting next to him, holding a pack of lotus leaf cake leisurely, the sweet and refreshing fragrance seemed to be poured in. Lost his mind.

This low, shabby cabin, originally full of fishy and strange smell, has become less dim and depressing.

The slapping sound of the water contacting the oars regularly spread to the ears. The scholar's tight body gradually relaxed, and his pale face slowly improved. He calmed down and smiled bitterly and said ashamed.

"It's really ashamed to disturb you all because of my business."

"You are polite, sir."

Meng Qi put the oil paper bag and put the lotus leaf cake in front of Moli, who waved his hand.

"Chestnut cake?" Meng Qi reached out to touch the car again.

Mr. Jinshui: "..."

Except for women and young children, how can anyone bring cakes on the road? This thing is fragile, expensive and unprepared. Steamed buns, pancakes and jerky pickles are common!

Lu Yan felt very pleased. Those who knew him quickly got out. If he wanted to stay with him, he had to be blind and deaf like him. Only if he didn't listen to him, he wouldn't embarrass himself.

"This is the end of the matter, can you tell me, what is the origin of Lord Cha?" Meng Qi stepped on the sack next to him and asked.

Mr. Jinshui glanced hesitantly outside the cabin.

He still doesn't know what these people want to do when they tie up Master Cha on the boat.

At this time, the old boatman came in, picked up the bag again, and clasped his fists at the crowd.

Because it was an elderly person, everyone stood up and paid the courtesy.

Actually, Meng Qi still held the lotus leaf cake in his hand, and he realized the movement of the ink carp from the corner of his eye.

——It’s nothing unpleasant, isn’t it just a courtesy? Sitting and not paying the courtesy is the elder, standing up means you are young!

The old boatman speaks a hoarse and old dialect of Gyeonggi, with piercing eyes.

"As the saying goes, after ten years of cultivation, it’s all fate and fate to get on the boat of Xiao Lao Er. If that is the case, Xiao Lao Er will be straightforward and put his words to the point!"

The old boatman pointed at the sack, and said in a deep voice: "This Chaqi is a person on the roads of our Gyeonggi. He is not very capable and has a good background. It is said that his Lao Zi Niang was the partner of the Beijing Zhong Da Yuan's house. The master gave grace and gave a good book, but he still served as a servant for the master’s family behind the scenes. Several people didn’t ask him about the master’s name, they could say anything about it, but he deceived the market and acted as a blessing on the pier. , It’s not a day or two. I’m going to hit a rock after walking too much at night. This guy has encountered a few hard ideas and was tossed into the Siyamen of Xuncheng, but he came out in a few days. I’m afraid I don’t even miss half of the hair on my head."

These remarks were sonorous and forceful, and he didn't knock a word. He listened to Lu Yan with gusto, and almost grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate it.

The storytelling with the teahouse is a taste, and I feel that there will be a plot of bullying men and women soon, and doing all kinds of evils, and finally being beaten by a certain hero to cry father and mother.

Think about it again, isn't this hero just the king... the person on this king's side! Lu Yan took a peek at the two masters who were as calm as usual.

"If this is a poppi rogue with someone behind him, this Cha Qi also practiced horizontal kung fu, one punch can smash the bulkhead of the little old man’s ship into a hole. He also talked to the **** martial arts club. People make friends and spread money more generously, so no one in the capital dared to provoke them."

Meng Qi didn't care. The so-called no one dared to provoke, in fact, people with great ability and high status have never heard of it.

For example, the deputy commander of Gongjun Palace can catch Chaqi with a single sentence, and by the way, he can turn what this guy is doing upside down, but there are hundreds of thousands of people in Taijing, like this secretly. I don't know how many doglegs are for people.

The old boatman said while looking up, but found that Meng Qi Moli seemed unmoved, and the boy dressed as a coachman curled his lips with a sarcasm.

The old boatman’s eyebrows were frowning, he scolded He Mouse **** in his heart. He braced his face and said loudly: "Now for everyone, I have offended Master Cha badly. Dare to stay where you are, for fear that he will yell and yell, and you will be unlucky for the brothers who are eating on the dock. When you get off the boat, this person will give it to you. You can take it wherever you like, no matter if you kill or bury it. I threw it away, and the little old man didn’t know it."

"The old man is serious." Meng Qi accepted the lotus leaf cake and took off the hat he was wearing.

His face was revealed, and the old boatman first opened his eyes, and then his expression became more ugly, and he cursed the mouse for not knowing who he was provoking. This trouble is probably inevitable.

Mo Li pressed Meng Qi back, not letting him speak.

If you want to ask things clearly, Mo Li feels that he has to do the job himself.

"As you said, it was a coincidence, and it happened to be a piece of land." Moli slowed down his tone and said casually, "Lao Zhang’s boat is parked here, and the brothers outside have also cleaned up their belongings. I want to come. I’ve been prepared for a long time and I don’t want to stay in this pier any longer."

Regardless of whether Lord Cha or their carriage, they are inadvertently involved in the "absconding" plan of these coolies.

Coolies are people who work hard to eat.

I can’t stay here, it’s not unusual to go elsewhere. He Mouse and the group of people are going to be sneaky, running away without everyone else, there is a problem here.

Although Mo Li has exposed this matter, his demeanor and tone are as peaceful as talking to an old boatman about trivial things, and he won't make people feel displeased.

This can be seen from the frowning brows of the old boatman. Mr. Jin Shui was secretly amazed by him. Then he thought of Moli coming to ask for the silver needle. At first he didn't have a good voice, and finally sold the needle somehow. I also feel that this doctor is kind and has a good impression of him.

"..."

Mr. Jinshui fought a cold war and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Mo Lei then asked: "Cha Qi came to jam in the carriage. I heard the brother He outside say that Cha Qi has arrested a lot of scholars at the ferry terminal these days, but what happened? People who were taken away by them. What?"

The old boatman smoked a pipe, raised his eyes and said, "You should ask him about this."

The Yanguobao pointed at Mr. Jinshui, who was silent for a while and smiled bitterly: "You...you were seen by the Qiqi group. Unless you never return to Taijing, there will be catastrophe."

Said the scholar, he got up and said with shame, "This is a ugly thing, and I am ashamed to mention it. But if you continue to hide, lest you suffer from the fish pond because you don’t know the whole story, please ask you to reluctantly. Just listen to it."

***

Mr. Jinshui’s surname is He, he only said his surname and didn’t sign up.

The He family’s ancestors practiced medicine and had a hand in acupuncture and bone setting skills. Although not a famous doctor or genius doctor, he is still quite famous in the workshop where he lives.

He Sheng is not interested in practicing medicine, but since he was young, he didn't plan to let him inherit his ancestral business. He was a smart boy and was very good at reading. When his father saw Hope, he expected him to be an official in the imperial examination.

In my twenties, I can write eight-part essays that read smoothly and smoothly and rhyme.

Although the literary talent is slightly insufficient and the intention is not high, but it can be regarded as outstanding, and he was admitted to the juren fame along the way. He was waiting to study hard behind closed doors, trying to figure out articles, and taking the title of Jinshi Jinshi Guangyao, when the Chu Dynasty died.

The blood flowed in Taijing, and many people died in chaos.

He Sheng's father and ancestors are dead, and he harbors a grudge in his heart, and he refuses to be an official of the Qi Dynasty and test Qi Chao's fame.

Because there is no way to make a living because of the family's disciples, they can only write letters on behalf of others, and also make needles and sell needles.

After a few years of stability and stability, I don’t want misfortune to fall from the sky--

"Someone snatched up a group of scholars who did not continue to take the imperial examination. They threatened and lured them, or even forced them to take them away. Nothing else, it was cheating in the examinations and imposing examinations for some people."

Mr. Jinshui gritted his teeth and said, "Some of us are because our relatives within three generations were convicted and fame when the dynasty was changed. Some of them were disabled in the chaos when Emperor Qi entered Taijing. There is no money at home, family members are seriously ill, etc."

"How to take the test by imposter?" Meng Qi asked in surprise, "The Chu Dynasty did not have regulations. In addition to searching for entrainment and looking at the portraits, they also asked people from the same town to enter together. Report your name loudly. It’s fine if you are under a scholar. If you pass the test of Juren, which one has no classmates, how can you pretend to be?"

"We took the number plates with our own names and hometowns to enter, and we entered the house separately. After the exam was opened and the article was finished, we wrote the names of others. The exam papers that those people handed in were written by us. Name." Mr. Jinshui looked sad and clasped his hands tightly.

Lu Yan was dumbfounded.

Meng Qi shook his head.

Regardless of official governance or fraud, there are always countless holes.

Even though it was patched up in the front, a new gap appeared in the back.

"This kind of method can be used for a while, but it will not last a lifetime." Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and explained specifically to Moli, "This article must not be written well, it must not be too good, and it must not be too bad. Too much. It’s so eye-catching, it’s too bad to pass the exam. People who have to take the test have to write articles of this level. You need to know that even the jinshi who is admitted to the exam may not be able to get the anonymous answer mixed into the next exam. In."

Mr. Jinshui smiled bitterly: "That’s right, so I’m the only one who can take the test on behalf of the test. They mainly do things in the township test. Once they pass the test, they will be jury. You can spend money to make money to be an official. The Qi Emperor Lu was born as a warrior. Although he looked like a Lixian corporal, he couldn't give the imperial examination questions, and he didn't care about articles written by people outside the first class. He didn't even read Xieyuan's papers in the township examination. The chief examiner was not. Every year is the same, and Emperor Qi is defensive to his courtiers and prevents them from having students every year. This scroll is written in Guange style. If you want to identify the problem according to the handwriting, why not follow the grammatical habits? But even so, It has been almost ten years, and no examiner has distinguished the second-class articles of a certain year and the third-class articles of a certain year, which seem to be written by one person."

He waited desperately, but was unable to break free.

"Because of greed of life and fear of death, I did not have the heart to break the boat. These years have been awkward. People on this street, such as Cha Qi, have known us early. In the Taijing Mansion, we still have a pen. IOUs are debts fabricated under various excuses, so I live at home and have to be watched by the neighbors of Baojia, so I’m not allowed to run away..."

Mr. Jinshui murmured, "There is even worse luck. He was directly detained in their prepared yard. It was delicious and delicious. I was not allowed to go out. I tried to get on the Fengxing Pavilion. At first, I just wanted to write The opportunity of the script to poke the matter out, but after Fengxingge heard it, it didn't take it seriously. The news can be bought directly. As long as someone asks about the fraud, you can get detailed information. The result? No one cares. , No investigation, no investigation..."

He Mouse stretched his head outside the cabin, holding the oar in his hand and motionless. He should have overheard the conversation and forgot to row.

The old boatman shouted, and He Mouse immediately retracted.

Mr. Jinshui sighed heavily and said with a burden: "You can't do things for a lifetime, knowing too much, doing too much, one day it will be headed. I don't want to try to run, do I have to wait for death Huh?"