Twenty-five grind tofu, twenty-six stew pork.

The customs of the New Year in Hai'an are similar to those in other places. Early in the 26th day of the 12th lunar month, the people who came from a good family were busy boiling water and slaughtering pigs. However, even if they killed their own pigs, they only had pig's trotters, large intestine, stomach and lungs, and more than 20 kilograms of meat. The rest was sold to neighbors.

People who didn’t raise pigs at home and couldn’t buy meat in the village. After a year of busy schedules, they didn’t even order meat from the pot that couldn’t celebrate the New Year, so they went to nearby towns to buy meat in groups. So the two butchers in the town have a very good business today. The dozen pigs I killed yesterday were sold out before noon.

People want to celebrate the New Year, and yamen runners want to celebrate the New Year.

Pan Er agreed with Butcher Zhang in the town yesterday that Butcher Zhang deliberately left a pig head and half a slice of pork for the yamen. Although Wang Ruhai's son of the post shop, Wang Qianbu, had learned cooking in a restaurant in Taizhou City, he only knew how to cook local dishes. Datou had to put down his waist and pick up the kitchen knife, change into old clothes that he would not plan to wear again in the future, and packed up the meat that Butcher Zhang had just sent in the yard in front of the lobby.

Seeing that Wang Qianbu wanted to help but didn't know how to help, Yu Youfu turned around and smiled: "Qianbu, go find some branches, preferably fruit branches."

Wang Qianbu is the son of a postman. He grew up in a post shop. Later, he went to Taizhou City to see the world. Not only could he understand the official language but also speak. He asked subconsciously: "Uncle Yu, what are you doing when looking for fruit branches?"

"Do you know bacon, bacon?"

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it."

"It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it, I'll let you see it later." Yu Youfu simply put down his waist knife and helped Datou wash the meat while sighing: "We don't only need to smoke bacon during the New Year in our hometown, but also smoke bacon chicken and duck, and also to fill sausages. We are too busy today and don't care about it. We have to fill some bacon when we spend the New Year next year."

"Uncle Yu, our Ba County is not so fumigated." Datou couldn't help but remind.

As the Chinese New Year was about to come, Yu Youfu couldn't help but miss homesick and said helplessly: "The stove here is different from our hometown in Ba County, so I can only get along with you like this."

As he was talking, Li Xiucai walked out of the lobby with a stack of transcripts. Zhang Shiheng and a archer also moved out the small table and chairs in the lobby and placed them at the door of the first class room.

"Sheng, go out and ask if Gu Tinggui's family members are here?" Li Xiucai looked at Yu Youfu and Datou who were busy, then put down the transcript and sat on the chair.

Zhang Shiheng responded, turned around and ran out to ask questions.

Li Xiucai rubbed his hands and picked up the first record on the table. This record was recorded when he asked a few days ago. This record was originally only two pieces of paper, but now there is one more one. The top one was written by the inspector sitting in the lobby reading a book.

A patrolman who was born in a donation and was able to write neat handmade small calligraphy, which surprised Li Xiucai a little. The words he wrote not only surprised him but also surprised him, but they were all "criticisms" written according to the laws and regulations of the Qing Dynasty!

He specialized in his profession, and he had a lot of articles and precedents in the Qing Dynasty. He was not a guide for a famous teacher. He did not dare to deal with criminal prosecutions at all. He, a scholar who had been working in the inspection office for six or seven years, did not understand these.

Could it be that Han, who was born into a family of officials, did he study law?

The more Li Xiucai thought about it, the more he felt more and more upset. He didn't dare to underestimate Han Xiufeng who was sitting in the lobby. He thought that it would be a solution to continue to waste such a waste. He either had to leave the bed and find another way out, or he had to find a way to let the Han surname leave.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Shiheng brought a farmer wrapped in gray cloth into the yamen and bowed and said, "Mr. Li, Gu Tinggui's eldest brother is here."

"Oh." Li Xiucai recovered from his senses, put down his writing and looked up in local language, and asked, "Are you Gu Tinggui's eldest brother?"

"Yes, villains are the eldest, Tinggui is the youngest, and the fourth."

"Put down the package and open it to me."

"Oh well."

The first time the farmer entered the yamen, his hands were trembling with nervousness. There were many relatives outside waiting to visit the prison. Zhang Shiheng simply helped him unpack the package, squatted down and searched, and confirmed that there were only four pieces of changing clothes, a pound of pork head meat held by more than one pound of oil paper, and more than a dozen steamed buns. Then he stood up and said, "Mr. Li, just a few pieces of clothes and some food."

Li Xiucai looked over and then turned around and said, "Deng Liu, take Gu Tinggui out of the character Jia."

"OK."

The farmer didn't care about packing up the package that had just been turned over, walked up to him and asked with a frown: "Mr. Li, Master Han really wants to send my fourth son to Taizhou?"

"This is the inspector's office, not the prefecture's office. We only have class rooms and no prison meals. Could it be that we will keep it closed if we don't send him to the prefecture's office?" Li Xiucai asked back, and said coldly: "I can't blame others until now. If you want to blame, you can only blame him."

"How about being sent to the state yamen?"

"You can do the law, what else can you do? Could it be that the magistrate of the prefecture will invite him to drink?"

"Mr. Li, do you think the magistrate will send me the fourth child?" The farmer asked anxiously.

Li Xiucai picked up the "report" written by Han Xiufeng and looked up. He looked up at Gu Tinggui, who had just been brought out by the archers. He said angrily: "Gathering a group of idle people to fight and fight, and injured people! According to the Qing Dynasty, those who were fighting with guns and sticks along the coast of the river and shouting gongs would gather together, with a hundred sticks and a thousand miles of rods."

"Exile for three thousand miles!"

"Well," Li Xiucai looked up at Gu Tinggui who was trembling in fear, and said expressionlessly: "According to the imperial court's "Three-Run Road Inside" you will probably be diverted to Shaanxi.

Gu Tinggui was stunned by the fear, and his elder brother asked even more anxiously: "Mr. Li, if my fourth brother is exiled to Shaanxi, can he go home in the future?"

"It depends on his luck. If he had not died on the road to exile, nor in Shaanxi, and the emperor had just made a general amnesty for the world, he would be able to come back."

...

It is no different from the death penalty if you have flown for three thousand miles.

The Gu brothers hugged their heads and cried bitterly, making it look like they were separated from life and death.

Li Xiucai didn't want to see them crying, so he immediately asked the archers to snatch Gu Da out and let the relatives of the second prisoner visiting prison come in.

"On September 16th this year, you not only gathered a group of Pi to Baimi and Yang Dahe and others to fight, but also hired three helpers from Anfengchang, one with a knife and the other with a long spear. According to the Qing Dynasty, if there are any cases of armed fights and joint fights in various provinces, if there are people who claim to be gunmen who are employed to help fight, they will be 100 sticks and 3,000 miles away!"

Li Xiucai put down the record and looked up again, "If you want someone, you don't know how many things you have committed, you know in your heart. What you just said was just one of them. In short, it's too late to regret now. Take the things your uncle gave in and spend the New Year in the class room first. After the New Year, you will not have a good life."

Ma Guozhong from Majiaqiao never expected that the crime he committed was so serious. He sat on the ground with his legs limp. His uncle was crying. He was about to beg for mercy again, but the archers were stolen.

Chen Hu of Chen Tangzhuang, Chen Biao's brothers had no father or mother, and his brother-in-law and sister came to visit the prison. They thought that although they had committed many small things, they did not commit any major things, for fear that their sister and brother-in-law would be worried about pretending to be fearless. As a result, after Xu Shiheng searched the package, Li Xiucai suddenly looked up and asked, "Chen Hu, Chen Biao, do you still remember what you did in the summer of the past year?"

Chen Biao did not dare to smile in front of the inspector, and did not have so many concerns in front of Li Xiucai. He moved his legs with his legs locked in his arms and said, "Mr. Li, I don't remember what happened two years ago? Besides, what can we do if we brothers are calm and complacent!"

"You forgot, others didn't."

"What's up?"

"Your father and mother died early, and you (grandfather) are still alive. Two years ago, you two brothers thought you favored your uncle and actually disobeyed the enemy. They fought and beat you up on the bed for two or three months."

"It seems like this is happening, but Mr. Li, you don't know that the old guy always favors the big house..."

"You are so rebellious, and you will be punished!" Li Xiucai slapped the table with a thud, staring at the Chen brothers and scolded: "According to the Qing Dynasty, those who are killed by descendants who beat their grandparents and parents, wives, concubines, and husbands, will all be executed by silence! Those who are manslaughtered will be 100 sticks and will be 3,000 miles away! Those who are injured will be 100 sticks and will be sacrificial for three years!"

"What does it mean?" Chen Hu asked foolishly.

"What do you mean? You disobeyed and injured your grandfather. According to the law, you will be 100 sticks, and you will be 100 sticks, and you will be 3 years old!" Li Xiucai snorted coldly and then said, "This spring, a murder occurred in the Jiaoxi Site. Not only did you recognize Jiang Liu, who killed someone, but Jiang Liu held a grudge and wanted to seek revenge. According to the law of the Qing Dynasty, anyone who knows that his companions want to commit murder and who will not stop others and will not sue him after being killed!"

The next year before yesterday, I had to be beaten with a hundred slaughter for three years.

This spring, I was about to be poked 100 after having a meal with Jiang Liu, who was beaten to death. The Chen brothers were stunned and never expected that the two of them would be so serious.

...

Li Jian of the Jiepai thought that even if he was sent to the state office, he would be able to come back at most if he was beaten to the court. However, because of the fraud of using fake silver, Li Xiucai said that according to the Qing Dynasty, "Anyone who uses copper, iron, tin, and lead to cook fake silver will be shackled for two months, and a hundred sticks will be sent to Yunnan, Guizhou, Guangdong, and Guangxi for less and less smoke."

He Dengyuan of Xujiazhuang felt the most unfair. He was just a gangster under Chen Jingjun. He had never beaten anyone on weekdays. But Li Xiucai not only said that as long as he participated in the gambling, he also turned out a small matter that could not be even smaller this summer. When he was escorted to the prefect of the state yamen, he would even be more serious than Chen Jingjun.

"Mr. Li, don't scare me. The entrance of the village is not a pavilion. If it collapses a little, only a few rotten wood will be left. At worst, I can buy a few new wood to compensate!"

Li Xiucai glared at him, put down the record and said, "It's still quibbling. I heard it clearly. It was Shenmingting Pavilion, a pavilion built by the imperial court posted a list of documents and the imperial education. Although it has been disrepair for a long time, it cannot be demolished at will. How dare you demolish the Shenming Pavilion and burn the fire. According to the Qing Dynasty's laws, anyone who demolishes the Shenming Pavilion's houses and destroys the boards will have a stick of one hundred and will flow three thousand miles!"

He Dengyuan's cousin couldn't believe his ears and asked suspiciously: "Mr. Li, it's illegal to just tear off a few rotten wood?"

"That's not rotten wood, that's the wood of Shenmingting Pavilion." Li Xiucai paused and continued: "Not to mention demolishing the wood of Shenmingting Pavilion, even cursing people is illegal. According to the Qing Dynasty, anyone who curses people beats them by 10, and each who scolds each other by 10. Your cousin went to Huajiazhuang last month to help Chen Jingjun ask for gambling debts and insulted the people of Huajiazhuang in public. He will remember this account!"

Han Bingqi from Han Jiayang was not treated preferentially because he had the same surname as the inspector.

In Li Xiucai's words, he was idle and did not do his job. He called himself a teacher to play boxing sticks, taught people to learn and dance sticks all over the streets. He followed the rules and required one hundred sticks and three thousand!

Wang Ertou, who was in the Ben family, not only extorted money, but also injured his brother in front of his uncle when he was splitting up. According to the Qing Dynasty, all brothers and sisters beat brothers and sisters and beheaded for 90 disciples for two and a half years, and the injured were held for 100 disciples for three years!

Chen Qingyu of Jiaogang stole a chicken this summer and hid in a dilapidated temple in the west of the city to roast it. After eating the chicken, he forgot to put out the fire and burned the dilapidated temple into a pile of ruins. According to the Qing Dynasty, if a person who caught fire burned the ancestral temple and palace palaces, he would be wounded to the prison!

He was dissatisfied and said that it was a temple that had been abandoned for many years.

Li Xiucai told him to follow the Qing Dynasty law that even if the temple was burned at a fire, even if it was illegal to burn his own house, he would have to be a hundred sticks. If it continued to burn the houses of officials and civilians, it would be even more amazing. He would have to be a hundred sticks for three years.

Either a rod can flow for three thousand miles, or a rod can be 100, and a rod can be 100 for three years. Some even have to be stomped to the prison!

The dozen people in the morning were all frightened. No one was in the mood to eat the food sent by their families. The families who came to visit them all cried and went back. The relatives of the people who were waiting to enter the yamen to visit the prison in the afternoon were all panicked. Yu Youfu and Zhang Shiheng suddenly became kind and persuaded the people inside to "have meat today and eat today". If they don't eat it, they can't eat it even if they want to eat it.

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Chapter completed!