Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 614 Good morning, this restless morning

As the sun rises, the crowing of roosters can be heard in the distance.

In the backyard of "Luo's Medical Clinic", a row of bamboo shadows sway against the wall.

Among the flowers and plants, Luo Cheng'an, dressed in Taoist robes, was performing the "Five Animal Exercises".

Sometimes he pounced like a tiger, sometimes he leaped like a deer; his movements were fast and slow, and his breathing varied in depth. Between hardness and softness, movement and stillness, there was a sense of calm and smoothness.

Yan Qingyu was wearing shorts. He yawned, opened the door curtain, and walked out of the side room.

"teacher."

Yan Qingyu saluted Luo Chengan, walked quickly to his side, performed a "bear shake" motion in sync, and then started punching together.

"how?"

Luo Chengan asked calmly as he moved.

Yan Qingyu did the same thing as him and whispered, "My nephew observed all night last night and found that someone was indeed monitoring us."

Luo Cheng'an stopped talking. When he was about to do the "bird stretch" action, Yan Qingyu couldn't help but asked, "Uncle Luo, who do you think is watching us?"

"No matter who it is..."

Luo Chengan continued to practice boxing while saying, "I'm afraid our identities have aroused suspicion from those with ulterior motives. Let's evacuate as soon as possible."

Yan Qingyu said unwillingly: "Then Yang Yuan..."

Luo Chengan slowly closed his fist and said in a deep voice: "Take him once, whether successful or not, we will leave immediately!"

After saying that, Luo Cheng'an walked towards the main room. Yan Qingyu was the only one left in the yard, and he was making a "deer-butting" gesture.

……

In the early morning, the east courtyard of the Marquis's Mansion was the first place to be bathed in sunlight.

The room was quiet, yet within the quietness there was an unusually elegant atmosphere.

The jewelry was in disarray on the dressing table, and only half a bottle of rose essential oil was left with the lid open, emitting a faint fragrance.

This thing is still a rare commodity in the Song Dynasty, but the Yang family, which has many business dealings with the Arab world, naturally has it.

The Holy Rose Knight prostrated herself on the couch.

The morning light shone through the window screen, onto her rosy skin, and the snow was rosy.

Just like the rose essential oil, it has a lustrous light yellow color.

The Japanese swordswoman seemed to have been defeated even more miserably than her. Her slender waist, her jade-like soft back, and her round and slender thighs were all covered with red finger marks...

However, the combination of Eastern and Western forces, perhaps because neither wanted to lose face, they tried their best last night, using two people as six, and fought with Yang Yuan in a draw.

At least, Yang Yuan, who was used to getting up early to practice, was too lazy to get up this morning.

The "shoji door" was gently opened, and Duozi, dressed in plain clothes, walked in holding a clean basin.

Just one glance at the couch, and her face brightened up like the morning glow.

God knows how much of a shock that thrilling event last night brought to her.

Duozi put down the basin, knelt down in front of the couch respectfully, bowed her head and said softly: "I will help you change your clothes."

Yang Yuan had woken up. He looked up and saw Fujiwara Himeka and Emmanuelle Belle slumped on the couch without even opening their eyes. He smiled softly and got off the couch.

He knew that Duozi was the maid brought by Ji Xiang. Since Ji Xiang brought her from Japan, she must be her confidant.

Last night, Ji Xiang called her in more than once to serve, sometimes bringing a basin of water, sometimes handing her a towel, sometimes refilling the incense...

She saw everything, what she should and shouldn't see. Naturally, there was no need for Yang Yuan to act coy in front of her.

Yang Yuan stood in front of her with confidence. When Duozi raised her head, she was shocked by what she saw and her face turned red immediately.

She lowered her head, gently wet the towel, and stretched it out with a slight tremor, her eyes wandering, not knowing where to look.

Yang Yuan lowered his head and saw that she was also lowering her head, with her beautiful neck turning pink. He couldn't help but laugh.

She looks like a novice? Are you so shy?

Duozi was cleaning Yang Yuan in a panic, and suddenly she remembered the humiliation Ji Xiang had inflicted on her.

You are really useless, Duozi. What was your original plan? Why are you so nervous about this great opportunity?

You want revenge, you want to suppress that little bitch Ji Xiang, the adult in front of you is your only chance!

Duozi gritted his teeth and suddenly raised his face. His misty pair of deer eyes showed a unique charm.

"Good morning, my Lord."

Her greeting, slightly exotic, also revealed a different kind of charm.

Just as Yang Yuan was about to reply, Duozi blushed and suddenly moved forward, sniffing like a puppy, and then...

Hiss~
"Good morning, Duozi."

……

As the roosters crowed, Master Lu and several officials from the Ministry of Personnel called Fan Shi, Aunt Deng, and Fan Dong, who was sitting in a wheelchair, to their front.

The whole family was still asleep when they were woken up by an official from the Ministry of Personnel.

Looking at their dejected appearance, Lu Zhuwei revealed an undisguised look of contempt and disgust in his eyes.

They arrived in Lin'an too late yesterday, so Master Lu took them to stay in an inn temporarily.

If one wants to attack Yang Yuan, the Fang clan members will be more useful. As for the Fan family, a bunch of beasts, their lethality is not great and they can only be used to disgust people.

Because there was no dispute between them and Yang Yuan that could be used to attack and exploit, at most they were involved with one of Yang Yuan's concubines.

However, embarrassing Yang Yuan's concubine and making a scene in front of Yang Yuan's house would be enough to make Yang Yuan lose face and make him too busy to deal with it. With Xiao Hongji also hindering the Censorate, the case could be delayed.

The longer you delay, the more variables there will be.

"Listen, I have already given you your daughter's address. She is very successful now, running seven or eight big restaurants in Lin'an, making a fortune every day.

She is also the concubine of the Marquis of Chengdu, a marquis. If he gets annoyed by your quarrels, he will give you some benefits to keep things quiet. Your family will enjoy them for the rest of their lives."

The three members of the Fan family immediately revealed greedy looks.

Master Lu looked at Fan Dong and said, "Don't say that you only broke your legs. With so much money, even if your hands and feet were broken, you can still have many wives and concubines."

"Mom..." Fan Dong immediately grabbed Aunt Deng's sleeve and called out eagerly.

Aunt Deng patted his head lovingly and said, "Don't worry, Dong'er. For your lifetime and for the continuation of our Fan family, I will definitely give you the money you asked for.

At least a large mansion in Lin'an City, hundreds or thousands of acres of land, and at least three large restaurants.

I am her mother. If she dares not give it to me, I will hang myself on the door of her house. I will let everyone in the world drown her with spit!"

Master Lu gave a look to the official from the Ministry of Personnel, who stepped forward and said, "Okay, we have already checked out of the inn, you can go now.

Don't worry, we will keep an eye on you. If the Yang family dares to beat you up, we will back you up."

Fan Shi's family of three were moved to tears and kept expressing their gratitude.

Lu Zhuwei waved his hand and turned away.

Fan Shi hurriedly stepped forward and said awkwardly, "Sir, I...we haven't eaten yet."

"You useless bastard, can't you go to Yang's house for dinner? As a daughter, how dare she let her parents starve to death?"

The clerk left a message and followed Mr. Lu, and the group left in a hurry.

……

Early in the morning, Fang Kaicheng, a military officer of the Household Department of Lin'an Prefecture, arrived at his signing room.
When his subordinate clerk came to make tea, Fang Kaicheng even chatted with him for a few words.

General Fang is an old household official who has worked in this position for many years and has always had a good relationship with his colleagues.

"Old Fang, good morning!" Fan Jiang and Wang Yeran came in like two generals.

"Hey, why are you two here so early in the morning? Please take a seat. Someone, bring some tea."

When General Fang saw him, he quickly stood up to greet him.

These two are very powerful people. They have directly confronted Liu Tongpan and have also been punished by Liu Tongpan.

As a result, both of them are still fine now, but Liu Tongpan has already gone to jail. General Fang is a little afraid of these two people.

"Mr. Fang, you don't have anything to do tonight, right? I'll find some friends and we can go have some tea together."

Young Master Wang covered his mouth and whispered, "The Chunminghua Teahouse on Houshi Street has received some new teas. They are very delicious. Here, I will pay for the tea and the dry tea."

Lao Fang would not dare to agree easily if someone asked him to do something nice for him. Is this new tea so delicious?

Fang Kaicheng laughed and raised his glass to gesture.

It was easy for him to drink this kind of tea, but for the tea that others offered him, he might have to pay something for it, and he didn't know what the other person wanted, so he didn't dare to agree rashly.

Fang Kaicheng said with a smile: "Tonight? I don't know if I can finish the work on my desk. You two know that one of the three halls is missing now, and the prefect is in charge of many things personally. If there is any mistake, it will be bad if I am directly reprimanded by the prefect. I will make a decision in the afternoon."

As he spoke, Fang Kaicheng crossed his legs, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, adhering to the principle of "If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move either."

Young Master Wang said, "Okay, then I'll wait for your letter. I'll leave first." Young Master Wang took a sip of tea, patted his butt and left.

Fan Jiang stayed behind and waited for Wang Yeran to leave. He then said, "Old Fang, I have something to ask of you."

Fang Kaicheng knew that something was wrong, but he didn't know the severity of the matter, so he didn't dare to agree to anything just now.

Now, after hearing what Fan Jiang said, he smiled and said, "Hey, we are all officials in the same yamen, we should take care of each other, but I don't know... Brother Fan, what's the matter with you?

You also know that I, the Hu Cao, do not have much power, so if it is something that is too embarrassing, please do not mention it. "

In the prefecture and county government offices of the Song Dynasty, the power of the household department was not very great.

The things they manage are simpler.

The household registration in the Song Dynasty was no longer divided into "good citizens" and "low-class citizens" as in the Tang Dynasty, but was divided into "city households" and "rural households" according to the area of ​​residence.

Residents are divided into "main households" and "clients" based on whether they have real estate or not. Main households are then divided into different levels of households based on the amount of family property.

This is mainly for tax payment. Taxes are no longer collected based on the number of people, but rather based on the amount of property of each household.

Upper-class households pay more taxes, lower-class households pay less taxes, and since customers do not have any land, they do not have to pay land taxes.

Since the Song Dynasty implemented a conscription system, citizens were not required to perform compulsory military service and were only required to perform corvée service.

In the past, corvée labor was assigned per capita, but in the Song Dynasty, there was a trend of replacing labor with money, and it was linked to household status, that is, rich households had to bear heavier military service obligations.

In addition, the household registration is adjusted every three years, and there is no restriction on population mobility. If you move to a place for more than one year, you can obtain a local household registration, even if that place is Lin'an.

Of course, if you want to take the imperial examination or immigrate to take the college entrance examination, you still have to strictly check the flow of household registration, in order to give the candidates a fair chance to take the exam.

As a result, during the Song Dynasty, the personal constraints of the household registration system on the common people were greatly weakened, and the power of the household department became extremely small.

In many cases, it is only responsible for registration, change and statistical functions, serving other departments and agencies, and its authority is indeed very small.

This is also the reason why Fang Kaicheng doesn't dare to make any promises easily, because he doesn't have enough confidence.

Fan Jiang laughed and said, "It's not a big deal. I have a friend who took a concubine, but for some reason, he didn't register it in time.

But now someone wants to investigate, and my friend is in a bit of a dilemma, so I want to make up the recording, you see..."

It turned out to be the case.

General Fang breathed a sigh of relief, this was no longer a big deal.

Isn't it just that he took a concubine, but didn't register it with the government office at that time, so do he have to register it now?

Haha, I'm afraid that some official has been flirting with a woman outside, and although the good thing has happened, he hasn't given her a name yet.

Now that you're being held accountable by the other family, you're thinking about making amends, creating a fait accompli, right?

Fang Kaicheng said worriedly: "Brother Fan, are you sure that they are in love and agree with each other?"

Fan Jiang didn't bring the man and woman in for questioning in person, so he was still a little vague and afraid that something might go wrong.

Fan Jiang said: "Of course, would I joke about my own future?"

After hearing this, Fang Kaicheng felt relieved.

Not to mention his era, even in the 1960s and 1970s, neither the man nor the woman was present, as long as the person in charge had some status, he could directly issue a marriage certificate to the man and the woman.

General Fang was also afraid that the woman would not agree, so Fan Jiang's move was a bit like "robbery".

However, there is really no need for Fan Jiang to sacrifice his career and take such a big risk.

Officer Fang heaved a sigh of relief and said in a surprised tone, "So that's how it is. It's just a small matter. Do you think you and Brother Wang need to have tea? Just say hello."

Fan Jiang smiled and said, "He and I just happened to come here together. He invited your brother Fang to have tea, but it has nothing to do with this matter."

Fang Kaicheng did not reveal the truth, but smiled and said, "Which wing and which neighborhood are your friend and the concubine he wants to take from? I'll ask someone to bring the books. Shaokang, Si Shaokang, come in for a moment."

Officer Fang called a clerk in, and Fan Jiang took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to him, saying, "Both parties' names are on it. Sorry for the trouble."

The secretary also recognized Pan Jiang, and hurriedly took it with both hands, saying politely, "Master Fan, you are too polite. I will go get it right away."

In a short while, the secretary brought out two books with a slightly strange look on his face.

Because, he just took the note and found out that the man was actually Yang Yuan!
Lord Yang Yuan, the number one jinx in Lin'an Prefecture, has ruined so many people from the prefect to the magistrate.

However, he didn't dare to say more.

Fan Jiang and the boss of our company obviously know about this and have agreed to do this. Why should he say anything?

Officer Fang was in charge of the household department of Lin'an Prefecture, but he did not do these specific details. He just raised his chin with a smile and said, "Here, help our Chief Fan to do it."

"Hey, hey!" The secretary led Fan Jiang to the desk nearby, and according to Fan Jiang's instructions, registered Emmanuelle Belle in Yang Yuan's household registration.

When Bei'er and other foreign women were rescued, it was impossible for them to travel across the ocean to return to their homeland. The imperial court showed mercy and recognized their nationality of the Song Dynasty.

At that time, Lin'an Prefecture treated them as "clients" (the proletariat) and "floating guests" (a group of people drifting in Lin'an).

After living in Lin'an for a year, she was officially registered as a resident of Lin'an.

Moreover, she is the only one registered in her household registration, with no parents or elders.

The same is true for Yang Yuan, so the transfer registration does not require the approval and signature of the elders of both parties.

It didn't take long for the secretarial office to complete the registration, and the date was moved forward by about half a year as Fan Jiang had said.

"Join the army. Register."

"Um……"

General Fang took the seal and stamped it with a "clang". His eyes suddenly fell on the words "Yang Yuan" and the hairs on his body stood up.

After a moment, Officer Fang's eyes wandered for a moment, and he moved his gaze away from the name with difficulty, as if he had not seen anything. He quickly closed the book, handed it to the secretary, and said with a faint smile, "Put it back."

"Oh, right."

When Si Shaokang turned around to collect the books, Officer Fang called him back and said with a smile, "Don't leave after the court is dismissed tonight. Accompany me to keep an appointment and have some tea."

……

"Master, it's time for you to go to the government office."

"Uh...huh?"

Xiao Hongji, Deputy Chief Censor of the Censorate, was sleeping when he was suddenly awakened by his concubine.

He was originally the prefect of Zhangzhou. After his term of office, he was transferred to the Censorate. He had not yet purchased his own property in Lin'an, so he lived in the official residence allocated by the court.

The official residence allocated to him was not too big, so his family did not move to Lin'an. Now he is only served by a concubine.

After hearing what the concubine said, Xiao Hongji wanted to get up, but he felt sore all over, his bones ached, and his head was dizzy.

Seeing this, the concubine touched his forehead and exclaimed, "Oh, Master, your forehead is so hot. I must find a doctor to check you out."

No, I have to go to the yamen. I have a day of interrogation scheduled for today. If I don't go...

Xiao Hongji was thinking in a daze and fell asleep.

The concubine was so frightened that she quickly called the maid to bring in some water. She wet the towel with her own hands and put it on Xiao Hongji's forehead.

Then she asked the old servant to immediately ask the doctor to come back to see the master.

In order to compete with Xiao Yiran, Lu Chengze and others for several key officials involved in the case in the Ministry of Personnel, Xiao Hongji had to hold court interrogations from morning to night.

As the Deputy Chief Censor, he had to review, approve and handle a large number of matters reported by other censors.

He used all his time at the yamen to investigate cases, so he had to work overtime to deal with the backlog of official business. As a result...

How could Deputy Xiao, who is "diligent in his work", possibly compete with Xiao Yiran, Lu Chengze and others in terms of physique?

Moreover, they take turns to take charge of tasks, but they are not as responsible for as many tasks as he is.

Old Xiao...

Exhausted.

The illness was like a mountain falling down. Once Old Xiao fell down, he couldn't get up for a while.

Xiao Yiran and others were still waiting to snatch the person from him, but they found that Xiao Hongji did not come to the yamen.

Soon they learned that Vice Premier Xiao was ill.

Xiao Yiran was overjoyed and immediately brought over several officials involved in the case who he wanted to interrogate.

This turned into a competition between Lu Chengze and Xiao Yiran for someone.

Lu Chengze was extremely bored. He thought about Yang Yuan's unconventional way of handling things, and suddenly he had an idea.

In “Yang Yuan’s Wise Solution to the Hidden Corpse Case”, I, Lu Tanhua, am Yang Qingtian’s number one think tank!
How could I be like Xiao Dabanchui, who follows the rules and achieves nothing?
Or maybe I can use some tricks?

PS: All the extra names you have registered have been used up by me. Please continue to sign up in the Extras section pinned at the top of the book review section.

Whether you will get promoted, become rich, have a beautiful wife and concubines, or become a fugitive and wander around the world, it all depends on whether the name you choose is nice or not.

Still follow the old rules, don’t use those that are too weird, too modern, etc.

(End of this chapter)