The sun is in the sky at noon.

As the meal was at the point where the six houses were all big and small, and more than a hundred people were working in their spare time, all of whom walked towards the canteen one after another.

Of course, the yamen is responsible for food, which is a very considerate benefit for small officials who have poor income - so the people envy these yamen people because these people can "eat official meals".

In the past, these scholars and servants ran away like starving ghosts. After all, there were too many monks and fewer meat, so they paid attention to fast hands and slow hands. If they were too late, they could only eat two steamed buns.

But today is different. On the road leading to the cafeteria, many people gathered together and watched the excitement in front of the class room.

"Isn't that He Lingli's son?" The clerk who had handled the procedures for He Jin at a glance recognized it and said to his companion next to him: "I'll just say that the torture room must be lively. But I didn't expect that Wang Maoming couldn't wait for that dog. I couldn't help but start three days."

"Bah! I can't let go of the old thing more than ten years ago. I used the needle as a stick to bully He Lingli's son. It's really a pity that he has a human face!"

"It may not be Wang Sili's fault. Who knows what this kid has done..."

"Bad! As soon as he entered the torture room, Wang Maoming took the three-person file file and forced He Jin to complete it. A newcomer was not familiar with official duties and asked to sort out those useless files that had been more than ten years ago. Isn't this clearly wearing small shoes and avenging his personal revenge?"

"Yeah... In this way, Wang Maoming is really not a guy. He has that stinky face all day long, just like everyone owes him two hundred cents, I'm gonna!"

Listening to the discussions of the clerks, the clerks, and the white servants in front of him, He Jin knew that his hard-working plan had been successful.

Although he knew that he could escape this disaster and could compete for the position of Dian Li through the matter of scholar Yan, after thinking about it, he decided to get this slap first.

If Wang Maoming had not set off a carriage in the morning, He Jin would never have asked for trouble like this.

But now I know that Wang Maoming is a stepping stone blocking his way, so he will naturally find a way to kick it away with one kick. Moreover, he will seize every opportunity to achieve this goal.

Don’t you, Wang Maoming, force me to get out of the way automatically?

Then I can't do what you want! - If you hurt my body, I will ruin your name!

After all, He Jin has been a man of two lives, and he is well versed in the workplace struggle. He understands that newcomers who are just entering the workplace must not directly challenge their boss.

Because once you do this, you will inevitably leave a thorny impression of "being the following".

From then on, who dares to play with you? At critical moments, who will still talk for you? - Especially in this society with clear hierarchy, it is very fatal.

The only way is to let everyone know first that you are innocent and forced to do so until everyone sympathizes with you and thinks that you will be killed if you don’t fight back.

Then, if you take action, you will take action. Even if the following is wrong, no one will say anything. Instead, you should praise it, it should be bloody!

In short, to put it bluntly, this is...come, hurt each other!

"Brother Jin, you have to bear it..." The old Zaoli asked someone to spread a blanket on the ground, and after whispering to He Jin, he said in a low voice: "In front of all the people in the yamen, we will not keep our hands as you told me..."

He Jin was actually a little regretful after being watched by so many people. But when the arrow was on the string, he still said with a firm look on his face: "Come on!"

However, as soon as he was mentally prepared, he almost cried! Because, after lying down, he felt that he was under him... suddenly a chill!

Die young!

I forgot that I had to take off my pants when I beat the yamen!... My butt that my future girlfriend had never seen before was so I let more than a hundred people show it together!

Especially the old bookkeeper standing in front of him, his eyes suddenly lit up and he blurted out: "It's so white..."

At this moment, He Jin was so ashamed that he was dying of shame!

If you have any bad idea, you have to learn from Huang Gai to make a bitter plan!

But then, he didn't care about these things. Because he was so rude, he couldn't help but let out a painful wail, and tears were almost falling: Damn, this hurts so much!...

The board behind is not as light as this first board.

Accompanied by the sound of hitting the board, He Jin couldn't help but howl heart-wrenchingly: God, what's the use of giving me a powerful benefit? Can you change to a skill that can be beaten and beaten?...

In a short while, the top ten boards were finished. Two Zaoli used a door panel to carry He Jin out of the class room and sent him home.

When passing through the group of scholars and white soldiers, everyone saw He Jin being beaten with blood. His snow-white shirts were broken, and blood strips were scattered.

However, at this moment, He Jin suddenly looked up and said weakly: "Don't carry it home. The villain's file has not been sorted out yet. Lord Sixing said that he couldn't finish it today and would continue to get the board tomorrow..."

As he said that, he tilted his head and fainted.

However, as soon as this was heard by everyone, the clerks couldn't help but shake their heads and said angrily: "Wang Maoming is still not a human being!"

"That's right, it's too much! He Ling's official is so good. He has to look at the monk's face even if he doesn't look at the Buddha's face. This is too unreasonable!"

"I really can't stand it anymore. Let's beg you to transfer this kid to us tomorrow. Otherwise, you will be killed by Wang Maoming sooner or later..."

Of course, Wang Maoming was also in the crowd at this time, and his face was extremely gloomy. How could he not know that this was He Jin's intention! But the question is, can he explain it clearly?

But just when he was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, someone whispered loudly in his ear: "Oh... Wang Sixing is here too. I'm afraid that the beating is not fierce enough, so I have to come and see with my own eyes, right?"

"I, I...he, he is not doing well, I just want to punish me."

"Haha, who knows? Anyway, you are a clerk, and he is a clerk. You are not what you say?" These people who spoke are either old people in the yamen or clerks in other rooms, and they are not even absent from Wang Maoming.

"You, what do you know? This is my torture room!..." Wang Maoming was in a mess, but he was still as cold and arrogant as he refused to bow his head and left angrily.

Many people behind him looked at his back and spat!

After arriving at the cafeteria, Wang Maoming suddenly realized that the other officials in the room who used to sit with him would not sit at the same table today...

At the same time, in the study room of the prefectural yards behind the canteen, Yao Jingzheng held the crystal horn in front of him without chopsticks.

Of course, the magistrate would not squeeze into the canteen with the official Bai Yao. His small stove was much more abundant than the canteen. However, looking at the delicious food on this table, he was a little ignorant of the taste.

Then, the door was pushed open.

Chen Ming walked in and saw the table of dishes. He picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth: "Well... this hoof is crystal clear and tangy, fat but not greasy, refreshing and tasty. Master, why don't you eat it?"

During these days, Chen Ming first offered a plan to win people's hearts, and then brought Shen Xiu'er to bring political achievements and benefits to Yao Jing. Yao Jing's valuation naturally took more than a day, and the relationship between the two gradually became close. So when he and Yao Jing were having dinner together, they were already very intimate and casual.

"Sir, Yan Xiucai was worried about his wife, but there was no one in the yamen. Seeing that his official was about to be in the scholar's forest and bear the reputation of being mediocre and incompetent, how could I eat it?"

Chen Ming was extremely calm when he heard this. After picking up a chopstick of sweet and sour fish, he slowly said: "Master, who said there is no one in our yamen?"

"Sir, do you have a constitution?" Yao Jing was so happy that he heard this and put down his chopsticks.

Chen Ming smiled again and said, "The yamen is responsible for combating murderers and solving cases, and there are more than 50 people in the fast squad and the punishment room. If the master doesn't need it, how can I know that they can't do it?"

"Sir is joking again." When he heard that it was such a safe and uncreative method, Yao Jing couldn't help but frown and said, "I am a new official and have no prestige yet. The clerk below is as cunning as oil. How can he make a move?"

Chen Ming then smiled, as cunning as He Jin: "Isn't it...Is there a position as a civil servant?"

Yao Jing knew the elegant meaning when he heard the string song, and his eyes lit up: "What do you mean is that there must be a brave man under the heavy reward?"

"Not bad! As long as the master says, how can those constables and the clerks, the clerks, and Bai Jun live? And the master is doing this with integrity, who can say what?"

"At that time, as long as the case is solved, Suicai Yan will not come back obediently to admit his mistake to the master?" After a pause, Chen Mingcai said solemnly: "Besides, I will be very furious when watching that boy He Jin in the torture room!"

"Oh?......He Jin?" Yao Jing narrowed his eyes and recalled: "Is it the young man who wrote well and inherited his father's business?"
Chapter completed!