Chapter 397 Eight Mansions Patrol Master Jia
"I haven't eaten yet."
Gao Yang stayed until dinner.
It happened that the old duck was ready, so Jia Ping divided half of it and sent it to his cousin, and the remaining half was given to Gao Yang.
"It's good for women to eat this."
Later generations in Jiangsu and Zhejiang areas like this thing, it is said to be nourishing.
Gao Yang looked disdainful, "Who eats ducks..."
The meat of choice for nobles in the Tang Dynasty was mutton.
But this was done by the tough guy Jia, Gao Yang just disliked it for a while, and was still ready to reward him.
She pinched the duck leg, reluctantly took a bite, and then...
Is it so delicious?
This taste made Gao Yang's eyes light up, "Delicious, how is this made?"
Sanhua, who was serving, smelled the fragrance and couldn't help feeling curious.
Jia Pingan said flatly: "High-end ingredients often only need simple cooking..."
Gao Yang took another sip of the soup, and there were tears in his eyes, "Xiao Jia, please prepare a room for me at your house."
This **** is planning to come here for a long time to eat and drink?
Jia Ping'an said with a straight face: "If you turn around, the censor will be impeached."
"Is it rare?" Gao Yang was very proud.
After dinner, she looked at Sanhua, and suddenly asked, "Are you an official at home?"
Three flowers and one cold, thinking that if Lang Jun said it, Gao Yang would definitely not ask such a question, so he could see it.
She said respectfully: "Yes. My father is an official in Korea."
Gao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and Jia Pingan was surprised to find that this girl had instantly turned into a graceful and luxurious Tang princess, proud and majestic.
Gao Yang said indifferently: "Since you have arrived at Jia's house, you have to serve Uncle Wu Yang well and get rid of your arrogance."
Although Sanhua is a slave, she still feels that she is still the noble girl of Silla, and this is the source of her spirit. After being seen through by Gao Yang, she panicked, "Yes."
"If you let me hear that you are restless, you will sell it to the Western Regions later. The barbarians over there like you the most with a reserved woman."
Sanhua trembled all over, "I dare not."
She met Gao Yang a few times, and always thought that this woman was crazy, but now she knew that Gao Yang's crazy was for Jia Pingan, for her... Gao Yang could crush her into scum in an instant.
Jia Pingan watched this scene with a smile, Gao Yang turned his head, thinking that he might be too fierce, so he put on a demure look, "I'll go back now."
Jia Pingan was very uncomfortable with this well-mannered Gao Yang. After sending her away, he began to think about Cheng Zhijie.
Ten sticks, five sticks per person, it is impossible for five sticks to hit the spine, that is to say, one or two sticks.
The intensity of the attack... there is a problem!
Jia Ping'an pondered for a long time, and finally had an idea, thinking about the link he was interested in.
Slapping the board is spanking the buttocks, the buttocks are thick, and the spanking is not fatal.
The reason why Chen Zhi angered Lao Cheng was because of a drinking accident. According to the rules in the army, if it was a war, Lao Cheng would probably chop him up with a single knife. But this is a time of peace, Shizhang is sincerely tolerant, making people think that Chen Zhi is Lao Cheng's illegitimate son... Anyway, his surname is Chen (Cheng).
So the executioner should have also felt Lao Cheng's 'love', and should not be harsh.
Those petty officials are best at guessing Shangguan's mind, so they shouldn't be heavy handed.
Xie Ji has only been in the execution position for half a year. According to the frequency of Lao Cheng's anger, Jia Ping'an feels that there is at most one or two opportunities for actual combat.
From this point of view, Xie Ji's hand slipped.
Why!
Thinking of a promising official being beaten and paralyzed in this way, Jia Pingan couldn't help but sigh.
The room was a bit stuffy, so he got up and went out for a walk.
Wang Laoer and Xu Xiaoyu were thinking about **** people, and when they opened their mouths, they said cruelly, "Killing is about killing people, let alone hacking, if you want to do something secretly, the best thing is to stab the waist, one at a time." Sure, I promise I won't say anything..."
Xu Xiaoyu asked: "Then what if you stab the wrong place?"
Wang Laoer smiled and said: "Scouts also have inheritance, and killing also has inheritance. The old scout who took me to spy, taught me how to spy and how to kill. The first time he killed someone from behind was when he took me. Fuck it. He motioned for me to stab it in, and my first cut went sideways, and he made up for it on the side."
This is the orderly inheritance.
Sure enough, this is true in all walks of life.
Xu Xiaoyu happily said: "Then the second brother will take me to stab my waist next time."
Jia Ping'an turned around with a smile, and then there was a cold look between his brows.
He went to find Cui Yixuan.
Old Cui looked more and more quiet, more and more like an old fox.
"Mr. Cui, who is the most powerful player in Chang'an County?"
Cui Yixuan said casually: "You are looking for Cao Yingxiong, he knows about it."
"Brother!" When he saw Yingxiong Cao, he rushed over with tears in his eyes, "Brother looks thinner, but he is extraordinarily handsome, and I am also moved by it."
Jia Pingan frowned, "Speak humanly."
"Brother looks more majestic."
Jia Ping'an said: "Whoever is the best at playing the board in Chang'an County, and the most sophisticated technique, I found him, and I will buy him a drink."
Cao Yingxiong said in amazement: "Brother, just tell him what to do. If he dares to hesitate, I will turn around and kill him."
Fools!
Jia Pingan said: "These low-level subordinates seem to be inconspicuous, but bad things are easy to do. Therefore, the courtesy that should be given must be given."
Many big people end up falling on the little people they look down on, Jia Pingan will not make this kind of mistake.
Later an old official was brought.
"This is a yellow mouse."
Jia Pingan frowned, "Speak well."
Cao Yingxiong laughed dryly: "Brother, he is really called a yellow mouse."
The old official grinned, with yellow teeth, "I don't blame Master Cao for this matter. When the old man was born, it was the time when the rebellion was at its worst. The old man was born small, like a mouse, so Aye took the yellow The name mouse is said to mean that mice can give birth and live, and they can grow fat in the gutter."
As he spoke, he had a pretty belly, "I have supported my family over the years, and I have eaten a lot of good things. It is worth it."
Jia Pingan took them to the Tietou Restaurant, ordered food and drink, "just eat."
The yellow mouse drank a glass of wine first, then took a bite of food, and then put down the chopsticks, "This old man is just a subordinate who is hated by everyone. What kind of noble man is Wuyang Bo, he actually invites this old man to dinner. After this old man eats, please invite Wuyang!" Uncle said directly, as long as it can be done, the old man has nothing to say."
He first drank a glass of wine and ate a bite of food, which was an expression of appreciation. But if you, Jia Pingan, want to force me to do something to raid the house, then I'm sorry, I just drank a glass of wine and ate a bite of food.
Sure enough, she is a human being.
This kind of low-level survival wisdom is not bad.
Jia Ping'an was not angry, and said with a smile: "I want to ask, how do you take care of your apprentice after you have been playing board for many years?"
"Take an apprentice?" The yellow mouse thought for a while, "That's easy to say, but it's not easy."
Jia Pingan pointed to the wine glass, "I won't let you do anything, just eat and drink."
Yellow Mouse grinned, "How dare this old man think like that? It's just that Uncle Wuyang is such a noble man, if he can't help, I'll be ashamed for nothing!"
The old man is fine!
Jia Pingan smiled.
The yellow mouse drank a glass of wine, "Good wine."
He put down his glass and began to talk about his career in playing the board.
"...It's not easy for an apprentice to lead. You have to pay attention to the severity of the board. The key is strength. Strength can be both inside and outside. Sometimes you use your strength, and the strength is at the head of the stick. Ruthless! If you use your waist strength, it doesn't seem to be good. Heavy, but it will cause internal injuries..."
This is actually a bit of a martial arts master!
Jia Ping'an listened with gusto.
"The first thing to do in this execution is to ask the Shangguan what he means, whether he wants to punish severely or to warn. If he wants to punish severely, he has to accept hints, whether to kill or maim..."
The yellow mouse took a sip of the wine, and continued happily: "It's easy to say if you kill it, or you can say it is disabled, and pat it on the waist. Remember to use your waist strength, and it will be useless here."
"Take the apprentice, the new apprentice, the old man will let him be more lenient, and let him hit the mark first."
Jia Ping'an's eyes were dark.
"This kind of execution is the old man's master. The old man hits harder, and he has to stare at the apprentice and let him hit him gently. If he sees that the beating is wrong, he rushes to the waist, and the old man has to block..."
Cao Yingxiong sighed: "There is such knowledge?"
Yellow Mouse laughed and said, "It's just a mess."
Jia Ping'an asked: "What if the apprentice beats someone disabled?"
Yellow Mouse pondered for a while, "This can't be done. With an apprentice, at least one year will not let him play hard hands, just practice for a year, from light to heavy, just to be accurate, and then think about it."
Jia Pingan asked again: "Playing the board... But is there any inheritance?"
"Of course." When it comes to his major, the yellow mouse's face is shining, "How can a novice dare to fight? After you get the appointment, you have to go to the teacher with a gift, or you will be punished for making mistakes."
understood!
Jia Pingan got up, "The hero will drink with him, I will go to work first."
Yellow Mouse got up quickly, bent slightly, "How dare you delay Uncle Wuyang..."
Jia Pingan nodded slightly, and then left.
The Yellow Mouse exclaimed from behind, "Look at Uncle Wuyang... Those noble people ask the old man arrogantly when they have something to do, and their eyes grow on the top of their head. The old man said what he should say, and what he shouldn't...don't even think about it. Then wait for the proud, the old man will pretend to be stupid."
Cao Yingxiong was surprised, thinking that his brother was really wise.
Jia Pingan returned to Baiqi.
"Bao Dong took someone to check Panmo, be careful and change into plain clothes."
Cheng Da was surprised, "Why Cha Panmo?"
Ming Jing was even more anxious, "People are disabled by Xie Ji."
"It's because people were maimed by Xie Ji that we need to investigate Pan Mo."
"You're like this..." Ming Jing bit her red lips, "The palace must have thought you were prevaricating, first you lied, but found that there were no doubts, so they wanted to ask Pan Mo to prevaricate..."
In the eyes of the emperor, this kind of person is a model that cannot be reused.
Will be blacklisted.
Jia Pingan shook his head, "Go!"
Before the matter has no result, it is difficult for him to express his judgment.
Bao Dong went, Ming Jing slapped the table, "I won't listen to good words, I'll take you to Liaodong when you're in trouble!"
Liaodong is not a good place, the officials are not willing to go there, and the generals are not willing to go there either, so if someone is said to be bad, they will say that he will be sent to Liaodong sooner or later.
If Pan Mo, how did he break Chen Zhi's spine?
Underhanded?
According to the yellow mouse, a dark hand can make your life and death involuntary.
Jia Pingan pondered in his heart.
The next day Baodong found out something.
"Pan Mo has been very honest recently, but before this incident, he liked to go to brothels to find the cheapest prostitutes."
Jia Ping'an felt more confident.
"He also said in private that Xie Ji didn't know how to start, and he didn't teach himself."
Jia Pingan raised his eyebrows suddenly.
—The old man leads the apprentice, the old man hits hard, and the apprentice hits lightly. This year, he is only allowed to hit lightly to practice the head.
He squinted his eyes and tapped on the table with his fingers.
What is this person thinking about?
Li Zhi in the palace was quite annoyed by this matter, Shen Qiu had already been scolded, Tang Lin had also been scolded, Ming Jing had also been sprayed by Wang Zhongliang several times in the past few days.
Seeing that we are about to enter a dead end, what should we do?
Being beaten is certain.
But Mingjing is a woman, she was stripped of her clothes, and she was beaten naked, not to mention the pain, the humiliation would make her ashamed to face others.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help biting her teeth, and wanted to criticize Jia Ping'an, but Jia Ping'an was right, why should she throw the blame on Xie Ji?
That's human too!
But now the old lady can't be a human being.
Jia Ping'an said slowly: "Not everyone can play the board. It is the master who leads the apprentice, and Xie Ji is Pan Mo's apprentice. This matter...go, go and ask questions."
He took people to Zuo Tunwei.
Xie Ji was placed under house arrest here.
The room was pitch black, which reminded Jia Pingan of the rural firewood houses of later generations.
"Thank you Ji!"
"In the."
Xie Ji bowed his head to avoid the light outside.
Jia Pingan walked in, knelt down and asked, "Are you Pan Mo's apprentice?"
"yes."
According to the survey, Xie Ji is an honest person.
"Pan Mo taught you how to play the board?"
Xie Ji raised his head slowly, squinting his eyes, "It's Uncle Wuyang..."
"it's me."
Jia Pingan tried to be as gentle as possible, "How to fight."
Xie Ji thought for a while, "Hit it lightly, and hit it right."
Jia Pingan asked again: "Then why did you hit Chen Zhi's spine?"
Xie Ji lowered his head and was silent for a while, "I missed."
Um?
Jia Ping'an said: "You have to think clearly."
Xie Ji was silent again.
Hope surged in Jia Ping'an's heart, "You know, someone outside said they want to clean you up."
Xie Ji's body trembled.
Ming Jing couldn't help rolling her eyes outside, thinking that Jia Ping'an is really a bitch, and she even tried to deceive her.
"I... I will follow suit."
"say clearly."
Ming Jing's body shook, and she walked in, ignoring that she had slandered Jia Ping'an just now.
Xie Ji glanced at her, and said anxiously: "Pan Mo hit the spine first."
Hiss!
Ming Jing leaned down, "Are you a ghost? You actually knew there was something wrong with Pan Mo."
Jia Pingan stood up, "Then how serious is your attack?"
"I'm light." Xie Ji choked up and said: "Pan Mo's slap was even lighter, just touched it, it's all my fault."
This honest man probably felt that he had caused Master to suffer, so he gritted his teeth and stiffened.
Jia Ping'an turned around, "Bring Pan Mo here."
Ming Jing said happily: "Look for Tang Lin, as well as Shen Qiu."
Jia Pingan glanced at her, thinking this is the clue I found, why are you happy? Isn't this woman ashamed at all?
Ming Jing snorted coldly, "The matter is still unknown! What if Pan Mo is innocent?"
As she spoke, she felt a little regretful.
"Relax."
Jia Ping'an had already figured out the whole thing, and he ordered: "Go and bring Chen Zhi here."
Tang Lin came first, and immediately asked, "But did you find anything?"
Jia Pingan pointed to Xie Ji, "He only hit one stick."
Tang Lin understood, but remained numb, "So, Pan Mo should also ask."
He thinks this is the case.
How did Tang Lin become Minister of Dali Temple?
The year before last or when, Li Zhi went to check the prison, but no one complained of injustice. When asked, the inmate said that they were convinced by Tang Lin's case...
Old Tang, you won’t convince them, right?
As soon as the name Lao Tang was mentioned, Jia Pingan thought of Tang Xu again, and couldn't help feeling guilty secretly.
Tang Xu has been in northern Xinjiang for so long, and he doesn't know what happened. Last time he wrote a letter saying that the women there are strong. He went to whoring once, but was overturned and thrown down in shame.
Why!
Old Tang really has lost his glory, why don't you send him something?
For example, those Wannian old ginseng in Korea and Sin Lorong.
The kind that can replenish nosebleeds with just one tablet.
"Xiao Jia!"
Jia Ping'an remained silent.
This is thinking.
Ming Jing felt that it was no fluke for Master Jia to be successful, and just relying on this concentration, she compared herself.
And Tang Lin smiled slightly, "Let's wait for the old man to recommend, and let Xiao Jia go to Dali Temple. I think it will be recorded in history books after many years."
Jia Ping'an just finished his trance, "We have to wait for the three parties to get together before confronting this matter."
"No problem!"
Tang Lin sat down with great interest, and asked, "Is Xiao Jia willing to learn this knowledge of criminal names with this old man?"
You want me to become Detective Jia?
Jia Ping'an was quite emotional, but thinking of himself as Guan Long's deadly enemy, and afterward, his elder sister and the Shandong clan would also fight secretly for a long time, so he felt that entering Dali Temple was a dead end.
At that time, those people can make a few cases at random to make him go to the street, and then he will be sent to a certain place, and finally died of poisoning.
But you can’t refuse it outright, otherwise what if you really want to go to Dali Temple in the future?
To be a human being, you must leave yourself a way out!
"Thank you, Mr. Tang." Jia Pingan looked regretful, "There are so many things on Baiqi now..."
I have no skills at all!
If someone else would definitely say that I am willing, this young man is really sincere... Tang Lin nodded, "I'll talk about it later."
Shen Qiu came, "But have you found something?"
"Sit." Tang Lin pointed to the stool.
Shen Qiu sat down and wanted to ask another question, but Tang Lin said, "Replenish your mind."
"Pan Mo is here."
Pan Mo looked confused.
Tang Lin, Jia Ping'an, and Shen Qiu represent the power of the three parties.
Tang Lin sat in the middle, got up and said, "Xiao Jia sit here."
Old Tang is trying to flatter me?
Jia Pingan smiled and said, "How dare you."
Tang Lin grabbed him, "Sit!"
Jia Pingan sat down, with Tang Lin, Qing Qing of Dali Temple on one side, and Shen Qiu, the representative of the emperor, on the other side, and immediately felt some other feelings.
How does this scene look like a joint trial by the three divisions?
clang clang clang...
Patrol Master Jia in eight prefectures!
Jia Pingan calmed down and asked, "Pan Mo, did you hit Chen Zhi's waist during the execution that day?"
Pan Mo sighed, lowered his head and said, "It's done."
"Why?"
"I went to the brothel the day before yesterday... I was in a bad mood."
Jia Pingan asked again: "Then why didn't you say it when you asked?"
Tang Lin snorted cooperatively.
"Um!"
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The last two days of this month, ask for tickets!
(end of this chapter)