This spring rain has been falling for several days.
The whole Zhuyuan City was wet, and an uneven group of people walked on the street. Only half a head could be seen occasionally, and the shadows of the new group of people entering the city were glimpsed. Each one looked like a frightened rabbit. , blindly bumping around with his head covered, and heading into the alley.
Are they so scary? !
Yan Yu asked himself, then shook his head decisively.
She is such a cute baby, loved by everyone, but the rain must have blocked their view and they couldn't see clearly.
"Brother Santie, let's go to the government office first." Yan Yu said to the people around him: "Be sure to guard all the gates."
Santie nodded solemnly, looked serious, and went ahead with two columns of guards.
He joined the royal palace as a personal guard, and he kept in mind the waiter's instructions. He did not rush to respond to orders, but first acknowledged his safety.
The sauces made at home, the sauerkraut accumulated, the fish caught last year...a lot of them were brought to the palace, and they got along very well with Shang Feng and the brothers who were guarding him together.
Santie's family background seems to be no better than others, so he may be remembered by the prince, and because of his close relationship with the Yan family, he will not be looked down upon by the royal guards.
Second Young Master, this is what the servants in the mansion call Yan Yu privately.
If it were said that Manager Wang’s great-grandson had already made her feel like a fish in water in the house.
The love of the masters of the palace is the cornerstone that consolidates Yan Yu's status in the palace.
The biggest backer for this triathlon job is none other than Yan Yu.
And the triathlon is really up to par. You need to be strong in ironing, and the triathlon itself is not hard.
Physical fitness is first-class, basic skills are solid, and endurance is outstanding. He can quickly keep up with the daily training of the Guards Battalion and is able to handle it with ease.
If the archery distance is not too far, you can still have a fun time shooting copper coins by simply fixing the target.
The most important thing about him is that he had spent a period of time in the Huju government office. There are few young people of his age who are so comfortable in dealing with others.
Be respectful in dealing with others, make good friends with colleagues, quickly integrate into the guard camp, be discerning, don’t talk about what’s going on, and be diligent with your hands and feet…
Just like the triathlon, there is no mountain climber that I wouldn’t like.
The trip to the triathlon this time was supposed to give him an opportunity to have more experience.
The group arrived at the government office, and the palace guards had blocked all exits.
Yan Yu: "Uncle Li, please count the heads. Those who are dishonest must be shackles and locked up. Don't hurt yourself."
Li Captou smiled and said: "Don't worry, we can all save it."
Captain Li nodded and walked quickly to the prison cell.
On the way here, Yan Yu was thinking about why her father said it would be great if she didn't leave and asked her to come back as soon as possible.
Based on her knowledge as a daughter, her father is quite good at shoveling land. She can leave this kind of moving work to him. Even she herself may not be able to do it better than her father.
Is it really because of lack of time and manpower that the search is not fully enjoyable?
Yan Laoer: Yes, that’s the fact.
Or, is there something he can’t handle that he can’t handle? And it would be more appropriate for her, General Yan, to take action?
Yan Laoer: No, no, no! I really just feel unhappy that no one is cooperating with the search. I really have no other meaning, my dear!
Yan Yu not only figured it out on his own, but also discussed it seriously with his master.
The theme is that since Guanzhou cannot occupy Zhuyuan City, what else can we do.
Mr. Tian Da has been guarding the border town for many years and has many years of experience.
Yan Yu, on the other hand, is unconstrained and has no limitations in his thinking.
If the British Crown Prince and Yan Huaiwen both focused their attention on the Xizhou Army, then Master Tian and Yan Yu shifted their attention to the common people.
As he approached the main hall, Yan Yu took a deep breath.
Mobile the facial muscles. Mr. Tang sat upright and sat in the main hall again.
See a little boy and walk in leisurely.
"Your Excellency, you are polite." Yan Yu adjusted her posture and looked as if she was ambitious. This is what she was thinking on the way. It is not good to be too polite. This is not the time to be polite, but to be coercive and domineering. Ease of doing things.
"I have a few things to do this time." Yan Yu clasped his little hands behind his back and explained in a casual tone: "The prince learned that the guards in Zhuyuan City were insufficient, and he was afraid that the gangsters in the city would take the opportunity to cause trouble, so he ordered Hu Ju to take over Zhuyuan Prison. The offenders will be taken away immediately and the case files involved will be handed over."
Mr. Tang was silent for a moment and said: "You can take the person away, but not the files. The files must be kept in the office."
Once the King of Qi knows that Zhuyuan City has lost troops, he will quickly replenish his troops.
If this city was defended in a **** battle and lost, Guanzhou now coerced the prince and pretended to open the city gate, losing the city and seizing the troops without even using a single soldier. The King of Qi would be angry when he heard about it, and he would inevitably turn his anger to the Yuan Dynasty and force a conquest on the spot.
Not only were the able-bodied men of Zhu Yuan in danger, but there were numerous precedents of prisoners serving as vanguards and dying soldiers on the battlefield.
Last year in the autumn, serious offenders were punished.
In the cells of the county government, there are mostly roosters, dogs, and thieves who commit crimes that will not lead to death.
Handing over Huju is against the rules, but in this situation, Mr. Tang can't say no.
Wanting to leave the dossier was his last bit of dignity and stubbornness.
Yan Yu snorted coldly: "No, let's go get it ourselves in case we miss anything. If we take too much, please forgive me."
“Uncle Wan, please go to the torture chamber.”
The execution room manages the official documents and files of lawsuits, prisoners, constables, bailiffs and jailers, and is also responsible for the management of Baojia in the city.
Yan Yu winked at Team Leader Wan, who understood and nodded towards her.
Not only did she want to take away the prisoners in the cell, but she also wanted to know the name and address of Baojia in the city.
The cities of Xizhou have been under the rule of King Qi for a long time. The Xizhou army has few soldiers from foreign governments and most of them are recruited from the local area.
Must go through the hands of Baojia.
She is of great use to these people.
…
The military camp in the city was temporarily requisitioned by her.
The guards were approached one by one by the government officials and brought here.
It was already late at night.
There was not even a torch to be found in the military camp, not to mention candles.
At the same time, she lamented that her father's search was so clean.
While being sad, how could you do it so neatly, dad? !
At this time, Yan Yu was arrogant and domineering. Little General Yan could still feel wronged and was in the dark. He waved his hand and wrote an IOU to the Zhuyuan County Office. Instead of going to the office, he simply kept breaking up the bits and pieces in the cell. Move them all away.
Generally, county government cells are built underground or semi-underground, with few exceptions. Candles and torches are always available.
There were also a lot of firewood, charcoal, quilts, etc., which were not visible, but were hidden. Capt. Li pulled them all back without any politeness, and said to everyone with a smile: "These are not in the account, let's pay them back." Benevolence and righteousness are not our duty.”
The jailer's oil and water came from the prisoners, but the prisoners in the border towns were always poor and could not squeeze out two ounces of oil.
You can only work **** these things.
If someone in the family commits a crime and doesn't give them something to keep them warm, don't blame the jailers for being cruel, starving them and keeping them cold.
When they got the things, they also acted according to the rules. They threw out the old bedding that countless people had slept on and finished the work. They also poured half of the food and other things for the prisoners. (End of chapter)