After Han Xiufeng finished speaking, he looked at the tea gang leaders, and it was written on his face that as long as you are willing to pay, I can help you find out the information, and I can also help you deliver the goods to the porter who is locked in the prison room.

Prison food.

After eating the plaintiff and eating the defendant, don't the subordinates and government servants make a living by extorting the victims?

Zhu Er suddenly reacted and secretly scolded Han Xiufeng, the little clerk who was helping out in the yamen, for being evil. Thinking that he had already entrusted the guest manager of the guild hall, there was no need to waste money on a bunch of subordinate officials who had no say in the yamen, so he might as well

He turned his head and stopped talking to Han Xiufeng, while Han Xiufeng returned to the Sichuan Gang angrily as if he was bored.

The Tea Gang had more porters and porters, so more people came than the Sichuan Gang. But the Sichuan Gang had just hired a sedan, and it was a big blue cloth sedan. Everyone gathered around the sedan, and the momentum overwhelmed the crowd.

A popular tea gang.

Thinking that the guest chief could not stay overnight in the Yamen, Zhu Er turned around and said, "If there is anything good to see, go and hire a sedan chair."

"Oh, I'll go." A man from the tea gang calmed down and quickly ran towards the sedan chair.

…

"Learn from us, what are you doing already?" a porter from the Sichuan Gang muttered.

"They only have this little potential. When it comes to speaking and doing things, they know how to use a hammer!"

Han Xiufeng was worried that they would strike again while talking, so he immediately reminded him: "Say less."

Just as he was talking, the watchman came out.

Seeing that the sky was not getting dark yet, when they saw Han Xiufeng, they set up a dragon gate formation. They were in a good mood. The tea gang porter who went to the sedan chair came back. Looking in the direction he ran, everyone found that they had not hired a sedan.

, only one pole was hired. Two bearers jogged behind it, and the bamboo chair on the pole was swinging up and down.

Zhu Er became anxious and pulled aside the husband who was going to hire a sedan chair to ask what was going on.

Jiang Liu smiled, pointing at the closer and closer Tiangan, laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe.

"Brother Six, why are you laughing?"

"They know a hammer, but they don't want to think about whether anyone can sit in the blue sedan. Boss Yu, the sedan chair dealer, is the safest. No matter who hires a sedan, he must first ask who is hired to sit in it. The green sedan is blue.

It is an official sedan, and only the eldest gentleman can sit in it. Mr. Gu was a Jinshi, a Hanlin, and a high-ranking official in the court, so he can naturally sit in it. What can the chief guest of the Huguang Guild Hall do if he is rich? After all, he is just a white man like us.

, no matter how brave he is, he doesn’t dare to sit in this big blue cloth sedan, so naturally Boss Yu doesn’t dare to hire him to sit in the sedan!”

"Fourth brother, is it true?" a husband asked doubtfully.

"Really," Han Xiufeng looked back at the sedan and explained: "As the saying goes, 'There are differences between concubines and concubines, and there is an order of superiority and inferiority.' The imperial court has regulations on the ceremonial guard for the elders when they travel. Princes, commanders, and kings can ride in eight carriages.

For large sedans, Beijing officials of first and second rank can ride in a four-carriage sedan, foreign governors and governors can ride in an eight-carriage sedan, and those with a teaching rank and above can ride in a four-carriage sedan. In short, only adults of the third rank and above can ride in the green sedan.

For big sedans, people of rank three or below can sit in blue. It’s not that ordinary people can’t ride in sedans, it’s just that they can’t sit in sedans made of woolen material.”

"And there's something special about it!"

"You just know."

"But why don't they hire a sedan that's not made of woolen cloth?"

Han Xiufeng looked at him as if he were an idiot, and Jiang Liu couldn't help but laugh: "Don't you have a hard time with your brain? The sedan shop has to make money when it opens its doors! Green and blue sedans can be hired by gentlemen.

Sitting, wedding sedans can be hired to pick up relatives, but who would hire ordinary sedans? If you have enough money, you can hire two poles, so the sedan company doesn’t have one. The sedan company doesn’t have any, so where can they hire one?”

The tea gang could only be hired to lift the pole. The Sichuan gang leaders were immediately elated, and even the eighth master couldn't help but ask: "Four sons, I heard that you donated your official position, and you are going to the capital to fill the vacancy soon. Wait until the vacancy is filled.

If you become a Shangguan, won't you also be able to ride in a blue cloth sedan?"

"No, I don't have much money. I only donated a ninth-grade inspection. I am the smallest miscellaneous official. I can't ride in a sedan chair, I can only ride a horse."

"Being able to ride a horse is also majestic!"

"Fourth brother, this is a matter of honoring our ancestors. I knew you were promising, but I didn't expect you to be so promising!"

…

Several husbands didn't know this before. After hearing what Master Ba said, they burst into joy again. They all gathered around Han Xiufeng and asked questions.

Han Xiufeng was so overwhelmed by the questions that he was asked that his mouth went dry when he was answering. The gate of the county government office suddenly opened from the inside, and two dignified old men were sent out with a lantern by Zhang Biao, the chief attendant of the county magistrate.

Jiang Liu and Zhu Er ran to the yamen gate at the same time. One went to find Mr. Gu, and the other went to find the guest manager of the Huguang Guild Hall. Han Xiufeng reacted and immediately raised the curtain of the sedan chair, waiting for Mr. Gu to get on the sedan chair.

"You even hired a sedan. When did you become so sensible?" Grandpa Gu looked at the sedan, and then at the carrying pole hired by the Tea Gang for the guest manager of the Huguang Guild Hall. He was very satisfied with the preparations of the Sichuan Gang, and together with a group of husbands

He nodded slightly, walked over quickly and got into the sedan.

"Get up the sedan!" the sedan bearer shouted, lifting the sedan pole onto his shoulders.

Jiang Liu followed the sedan on the left side, trotting along while reminding him diligently: "Brothers, hold it steady and watch your feet."

Han Xiufeng was following the sedan on the right side and was thinking about what to say when Mr. Gu suddenly opened the side curtain and asked casually: "Who wrote that note?"

"Looking back at what I said, I wrote it and asked someone to bring it to the Second Hall."

"Did you write it?" Mr. Gu was surprised and looked doubtful.

A husband who was following Han Xiufeng couldn't help but said: "Mr. Gu, Si Wazi has been helping out in the yamen and is the secretary of the household. His uncle not only worked as a clerk in the county yamen, but also worked as a clerk in Daotai yamen.

The scribe is one of my own."

Mr. Gu suddenly realized it and couldn't help but smile: "It turns out it's you, okay, okay."

Jiang Liuzao couldn't help it anymore and asked eagerly: "Mr. Gu, what does the county magistrate say about the big head matter?"

Mr. Gu looked behind him and confirmed that the guest manager of the Huguang Guild Hall and the tea gang were going the other way. He said lightly: "Since Big Tou Na's brain is not working well, what he said in the class room cannot be taken seriously.

"

Han Xiufeng echoed: "What Mr. Gu said is absolutely true. Everyone in the neighborhood and the porters who work at the dock know that he is a melon!"

Mr. Gu smiled and suddenly changed the topic: "It's not easy to use your head, but it's still a human life. The tea gang wants an explanation, why do you kill someone to pay for your life? For the sake of Xiangyi, sir,

I can only help you argue with your arguments. After a day of talking, the county magistrate finally relented. Now it’s time to see whether those tea gang leaders, especially the bitter masters, will listen to the advice of the guest director of the Huguang Guild Hall."

Han Xiufeng subconsciously asked: "Mr. Gu, why is the county magistrate's mouth so loose?"

"Sir, as a local squire, I naturally have to speak for the local people. I made it very clear to the county magistrate that there are thousands of porters in the tea gang and there is an endless supply of them. They bully the market and force you to do so by relying on their friendship with the gangs in eight provinces.

When the local porters have no way out, if this matter is not handled well today, it will not only hinder the work, but also disrupt the local public order." Mr. Gu paused, then looked at Han Xiufeng and said, "I have already said what I said, continue.

Come down and see if you have any backbone."

Getting involved in errands is the key!

How could Han Xiufeng not understand the implication of Mr. Gu's words, and said quickly: "Mr. Gu, you can rest assured, if the county magistrate blindly favors the Tea Gang, the Sichuan Gang's more than 4,000 porters will not accept the job even if they starve to death!"

"Okay, I'll be relieved if you say this." Mr. Gu took out a pocket watch, opened the cover and looked at the time on it, and said to himself: "I was thinking that someone from the tea gang had died after all, and I planned to help you be the chief detective.

Check the other party's tone to see if you can pay some money to keep it private. Later, when I saw the note you asked someone to send, I realized that the big-headed baby's head was not working well, and naturally I couldn't believe what a melon boy said, so there was no need to pay the money.

"

"Can the Tea Gang agree?"

"If you don't agree, you will have to accept the responsibility!" Mr. Gu snorted coldly, and continued: "What's more, the arms can't twist the thighs. They aroused public anger. This is not just a matter of two groups of porters. The guest managers of the eight provinces should know this truth.
Chapter completed!