Martial Arts World

When he was away, Jia Shen had already remembered six full copies of the case in his eyes, with a dark red light flashing in his eyes.

Both are problematic files!

That's right, I read through dozens of files in the afternoon and found three problem files.

This time Wu Fan's bravery showed him all.

Jia Yuan also had to admire one or two. This fellow was indeed an old punishment department. His eyes were so irritating. Basically, as long as it was not too complicated, he could see the details at a glance.

This ability is indeed quite remarkable, at least he thinks so.

It is at least much stronger than those rubber stamps. The penal clerk of the penal department is self-proclaimed and self-proclaimed as a scholar. It is very intolerant to the complicated affairs of the penal department. It's tight and leisurely, and I know everything about everything every day.

It seems that the imperial court can't run without them, and that it's incompetent. They have to work hard to help the old criminal officials who work under the staff, but they are better than Jia Zheng. The interpersonal relationships in the government are handled well. The rest Colleagues were afraid of their pens, so they closed their eyes.

Sometimes, Jia Chen really wants Jia Zheng to come and see him. He doesn’t have much ability to learn from these few people. It doesn’t matter if he has few abilities. As long as he can catch the officials who work under his staff, he can cope with Shangguan.

In his opinion, the oldest officials of the criminal department are the most suitable candidates for the position of Shang Lang, and even he himself is seriously unqualified at the moment.

Unfortunately, this is an era in which the Imperial Examination system is gradually expanding in the court. Readers, especially those who have passed the Jinshi, will generally receive special treatment from the court.

Especially for the jinshi, who is favored by the civil officials of Chaotang, the future is even more remarkable, and may even be cultivated as the next six shangshu, or even one more university clerk, or civilian leader.

There are huge resources in the civil service department, even if one's own ability is not very strong, but as long as the interpersonal skills pass and the position is still firm, a good future is indispensable.

This is true of the several Langzhongs in the Yamena Department of the Criminal Department. They were originally jinshi, and they have been in the officialdom for about ten years. They have become middle-level officials of the six departments. of.

There is no way. Whoever called the criminal department was originally a scholar who grew up. From Shangshu to the assistant, they were all scholars. On the contrary, among the middle and low-level officials, there were many officials from Enyin.

For example, Wu Fan, an old punishment department in his opinion, is a child of a small family in Kyoto. He entered the punishment office of the punishment department by means of Eun Yin. After twenty years of playing, he only set foot on the sixth rank.

Unlike Jia Yuan, a top-ranking son and grandson, the Wu family is too inconspicuous in Kyoto, and the resources and help they can provide are limited. If there is no chance, maybe his generation will be spent in the penal department. After the age of fifty, he will be rewarded by a member of the Fifth Class.

This world is so unfair. In addition to sighing, Jia Chen is helpless for the time being. He just wanted to promote Wu Fan, at least he was still weak.

Going out of the Yamen, and saying goodbye to the green robe officials who were approaching each other, the pillar greeted him in a carriage long ago, respectfully said: "Master please get in the car!"

Jia Chendan lightly swept the last words of the fellow, stepped on the carriage, and soon the carriage woke up, then slowly headed towards Rongning Street.

"master!"

After the carriage traveled a normal distance, the pillar suddenly slowed down and whispered: "Something to report!"

"Say!"

Zhuzi knew that Master Wuyi was very high, so although he spoke very softly, he did not worry that Master could not hear clearly.

"Master, what you asked me to do yesterday was done!"

"Oh, the identity of the middle-aged beggar has been inquired clearly, so quickly?"

Jia Yuan was interested and curiously said: "Tell me, what did you hear?"

"The middle-aged beggar is called Sun Liu, and he is one of the leaders of the beggar group in the North City!"

Zhu Zi hurriedly reported: "The old man looks good. This Sun Liu is indeed a good player. He heard that he stole martial arts in the boxing hall from his childhood. Later, he was seen by a boxing hall master as the first wall of beggars in the North City. Li, especially for those who are bullied!"

"Oh, I didn't expect to be a beggar!"

Jia Yuan smiled gently, and could not hear whether it was joy or anger. He asked indifferently: "Then you inquire clearly, how is this person's habits, how could it be so miserable to become a beggar!"

"This Sun Liu is in the beggar group, and even in the whole Beicheng District, the criticism is good. He is a **** man. It is unclear why he is so miserable!"

"Then explore slowly, do you find anything else?"

Jia Yuan didn't care too much. The information described in the column was already abundant enough to find out what happened in a day. If the servants of Rongguofu would do things like this, the original mansion of the Red Mansion would not be so miserable.

"This one……"

The pillar was hesitant, and apparently found something while listening to the news.

"Say!"

Jia Yuan only spit out a word lightly, but I don’t know why the pillar was a sigh of heart, and a forehead instantly exuded a fine layer of cold sweat, his heart thumped violently, and continued to slow down the speed of the horse while anxiously said: "I heard today There is a good gang in Beicheng, looking for Sun Liu to seek revenge!"

"Oh, there seems to be a good show today!"

Jia Yuanqing made a loud noise and tapped the car wall lightly. The pillar was full to stop the carriage. He walked slowly down from the car and waved his hand. "Go, let's go to Beicheng to see the excitement!"

Despite being reluctant, the pillar did not dare to persuade, and only handed the carriage to the guard behind him. One master and one servant took the two guards and the light car went straight to Beicheng District.

Beicheng District is worthy of being a slum area with people in Kyoto. Just after entering here, Jia Shen couldn't help but frown slightly, and the broken and dirty environment was just returned, mainly because there was a strange smell of unclear roads in the air, called He was used to clean and tidy, and he was a little unwell.

But it was just a little uncomfortable, and he didn't even dare to step down, and led quickly to the depths of Beicheng District under the guidance of the pillar. The more the environment here was, the more dirty and messy it was.

Sewage flows horizontally, all kinds of domestic garbage are scattered everywhere, and the ground is muddy again with a strange smell. The dark mud is mixed with some strange yellowish substances, which makes it uncomfortable to watch.

The surrounding houses are more dilapidated and there is almost no complete house. The small courtyard with a courtyard collapses. Various strange buildings inside are continuous into a piece. More is a simple house made up of several pieces of wood.

In the evening, it should be the time for a family meal, but here are rare adult men and women. The streets are full of patched clothes, and even the little **** children who are naked and laughing and playing, seeing their thin bodies and waxy faces, obviously both Is a malnourished patient.

The people staying in the house are basically elderly and children, and their eyes are blank and numb, and the whole urban area is filled with an uncomfortable breath. Jia Shen knows that this is called despair.

I can’t see the future, I can’t see the prospects of life, I struggle every day for my livelihood, I live so hard, I can’t stand anyone for a long time.

It's not that I didn't encounter young and young men on the road, but they were all sloppy, their eyes flickered and looked at the passers-by, and their identity and profession were self-evident.

Jia Shen and his party are really awkward here.

Although he was not wearing a gorgeous brocade, and the official gown was also replaced in the car, he was only wearing a green cloth, but the clothes were clean and neat and smooth fabric, plus the appearance of Jia Shen's fine skin tender meat, a look It is not a resident of Beicheng District.

Even the pillars and the accompanying two guards, the clothes on them are clean and neat, and ordinary Kyoto people may not be able to afford it, not to mention the Beicheng District, which is extremely poor.

The ruthless youths I met along the way wanted to get up to take advantage of them, but they didn’t have to use the guards they came with. Jia Yuan only took a glance at his eyes, and few of them could withstand his sharp eyes, no Swept with cold sweat and turned away, that is, his face was full of stiffness and he did not dare to move.

How can the eyes of Grand Master Neijia Jinjin be with ordinary street bullies?

It was only after the beggars' settlement in Beicheng District that he understood what **** is.

The whole area is basically a sewage pond. There are messy grass sheds everywhere that can only shelter from the wind and rain. There is a disgusting stench in the air.

Water stalls of various colors can be seen everywhere on the ground, exuding all kinds of weird smells. Of course, the most common thing is the urinary spit that can't help covering your nose, and there are rice fields in all parts of the country.

In such a dirty and messy environment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it is a leisurely sitting beggar or a little beggar, they are all yellow and hungry, and their clothes are not covered with body. Rancid taste.

There is still such a place at the foot of the emperor at the root of the imperial city, which makes people wonder what to say.

Jia Yuan can still maintain a calm look, walking lightly and smoothly, but the pillars and the two guards will not work. They all show a disgusted look on their bitter faces, cautiously stepping on the mines.

Ten thousand hearts were unhappy, but the master did not dare to speak without speaking, and had to continue to infiltrate until he reached an area, and the environment here miraculously improved.

This is not to say that some of the environment has suddenly improved, but that the ground has been cleaned more neatly, and the cottages next to it have been packed more neatly, which is obviously very different from the slums that have been there before.

There was a loud hustle and bustle coming from far away, among which there was no lack of angry shouts and slamming when the fists and feet collided fiercely. Without a post reminder, Jia Shen knew where the target was.

Ignoring the embarrassed faces of the two accompanying guards, the meteor walked in the direction of the sound...