Time gradually passed, and in a flash, December when the cold winter came, Li Weizheng had been a county official for nearly three months. Although the three months were not long, Li Weizheng had this opportunity to understand the lower class of the Ming Dynasty more deeply. His usual responsibility was to patrol everywhere in the county town, stop fighting, prevent provocation and trouble, and maintain the stability of the county.

Linhuai County is Shang County, with a large population and is close to Zhongdu, so there are many yamen runners in the county. Li Weizheng has more than 20 people, some of whom were sons who inherited his father's position and a family of yamen runners, while most of them were normal people who served in labor.

Except for a very small number of legally yamen runners who have paid salaries, the rest of the yamen runners have no rewards. The county only cares about a lunch, and it is natural for them to not be paid to those who are normally serving labor. However, the part of the yamen runners who specialize in this bowl of rice is different. They have wives, daughters and parents, and the family cannot live by drinking the northwest wind. Therefore, Li Weizheng turned a blind eye to some things. As long as they did not do too much, he could understand the difficulties of supporting the family.

Although Li Weizheng is a minor official, his income is not much better. He only has one stone of rice subsidy per month. He has to solve all other food, clothing, housing and transportation, food, rice, oil and salt by himself. Of course, he has the right to solve these things. His father also knew it well, so he left four hundred guan of money, which meant that he didn't want to eat fish and the people.

Li Wei is a person who wants to do great things, so he naturally will not destroy his reputation during his internship period. Therefore, he has indeed been law-abiding in the past three months and has politely rejected the red envelopes given by big businesses several times. The money he usually spends is the money left to him by his father.

Early that morning, Li Wei was brushing his teeth and washing his face at the well platform in the yard. There was no toothbrush and toothpaste in the Ming Dynasty. He just used a cork to dip some green salt to rinse his mouth. It was early winter and the well water was cold and trembling. Even though Li Wei was young and angry, he was still trembling with cold. His hands were stiff like a chicken feet, and he couldn't grab the towel at all. He was angry and simply stopped using his hands. His head was buried in the basin. At this moment, the gate of the yard was 'bang! Bang!', and it was urgent and fast. Li Wei was choking into his nose by the well water.

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"What's the matter?" He opened the door with a gloomy face, and a wet stain could be seen on his chest. The person knocking on the door was Zhang Erhu, one of his confidant yamen runners. He did not realize the trouble he brought to his leader and hurriedly reported: "Head! Someone on the small school ground has occupied the venue and started fighting."

Li Weizheng was excited and immediately ordered: "You go and call your brothers first, and I will go to the yamen to order a Mao and come immediately."

Li Wei lived in less than a hundred steps away from the county government. He ran to the yamen in just a 100-meter sprint. He signed a ward in the class room and immediately turned over and rushed towards the small schoolyard. The small schoolyard was located at the southeast end of the "field" grid layout of the county town. It was a gathering place for the poor in Linhuai County. The small schoolyard was an abandoned training place. Now it is the "human resources market" in Linhuai County, which specializes in selling various slaves.

There are many wealthy families in Linhuai County, and most wealthy servants buy them here. As the New Year approaches, business is gradually booming, and all the slaves accumulated in the hands of human traffickers will be listed at this time. Therefore, there are the most things happening. There will be troubles every now and then. Either the victim finds his relatives who have been abducted or conflicts between human traffickers. There have been troubles almost every day in recent days.

As the head of public security, Li Wei was equipped with a horse, just like the leaders of later generations equipped with small cars, which was a sign of his identity. The yellow horse ran rapidly on the bustling streets, "Doway!" Li Wei was shouting loudly, with a terrifying momentum, which scared passers-by to dodge to both sides. He followed five or six yamen runners in public uniforms and followed them along the way, watching the passers-by run to both sides, and they couldn't help but exclaim that they were satisfied with their dignity. This was also a kind of leadership art. He could not bring wealth to his brothers like his predecessors. At least he had to satisfy them spiritually. He was neither good nor cowardly, so who would be willing to do anything with him?

Soon, Li Wei was taking a few subordinates to the small schoolyard. There were already yamen runners here beforehand, but the situation could not calm down. The roars, curses and cries were connected. The matter seemed to be a little big. Seeing the head coming, another confidant Wang Sanbao rushed forward to report: "Head, it was Xiao Keer and Yan Xunhuan who fought for the entrance to the gate. As a result, Yan Xunhuan was hacked to death by Xiao Keer."

Xiao Keer and Yan Xunhuan are two human traffickers in Linhuai County. In today's terms, they are called "intermediaries". They are both powerful. The cause of the incident was that another human trafficker stopped washing his hands the day before yesterday, and a piece of the best market entrance was vacant, which attracted the competition between Xiao and Yan. As a result, the man died of money. The man surnamed Yan was thin and weak, so he was hacked to death by the person surnamed Xiao.

Li Wei was shocked and killed. This public security case turned into a criminal case and was not under his jurisdiction. He hurriedly said to Zhang Erhu: "Go and call Brother Qin here quickly and tell him that a person died here."

Zhang Erhu ran to report the news, but the situation at the small school ground had not subsided. The two parties, one died and the other ran away, leaving only relatives and friends from the two families fighting on the school ground. The goods of the two families, that is, more than 300 slaves, were all squatted in the corner of the wall, trembling for their destiny.

"Stop it all!" Li Wei was rushing in. Although the Ming Dynasty could not fire a gun to warn, there were some effective ways. He pulled out his knife and yelled, "If you dare to gather people to cause trouble again, I will be treated as a rebellion."

Rebellion is about to destroy the nine clans. The two sides who were fighting on the small school field immediately calmed down. Both sides obediently separated slowly, but still glared at each other, full of fire, and more than a dozen people were still squeezing their necks and tangled together. Li Wei immediately rushed to the horse, with a wave of the knife, and murderous intent. Now the two gangs finally separated, but the distance was still too close. Li Wei was pulling the horse and glaring at both sides. Everyone took another step back timidly. The cold wind was blew, and Li Wei was standing proudly on his horse, which felt like Zhang Yide, the long-distance of the Banqiao, drank and retreated millions of troops.

After the death was made, the yamen runners immediately blocked the exits on both sides and did not allow anyone to run away. At this time, the people who were watching the excitement and buying slaves put three layers around the schoolyard, stretched their necks and looked inside desperately, and discussed it.

"Does go! Dos go!" A team of yamen runners rushed over at the entrance. The leader was Qin Dianshi. He caught a cold today and said in a muffled voice: "Fifth brother, have you heard that someone died?"

"Human traffickers fought, and the surname Xiao cut off the surname Yan to death. Let's go one step later, and the surname Xiao ran away." Li Wei shrugged and said regretfully.

"Master Qin, you have to make the decision for me!" Yan Xunhuan's wife lay in front of Qin Dianshi and burst into tears, "Master Qin, you have to make the decision for us!"

Yan Xunhuan's aunts, uncles and brothers all knelt down and howled together, while Xiao Keer's family next to him was so scared that their faces were pale. The guy immediately turned into a passerby, and the close relatives immediately turned into distant rooms. Only his brother and his wife stood there blankly.

Qin Dianshi was in poor health today and was upset by their crying. He waved his hand and scolded, "Howl, howl! Just remarry when a man dies, and you brothers will divide his property again. You can't laugh too late. Don't pretend to be like this for me."

Although Li Weizheng is a law enforcement officer, he does not learn the law and does not understand the law. He said anxiously: "Do you want me to ask my brothers to chase after me separately?"

"No need, just have their family here." Qin Dianshi did not take the fugitive to heart. The Ming Dynasty was different from now, and the policy of joint seat was implemented. If the offenders ran away, his family would have to be beaten. He glanced at Xiao Keer's brothers and his wife, and immediately ordered his subordinates to say, "Take the person away."

All the yamen runners stepped forward together and arrested Xiao Keer's brothers and his wife. According to the division of labor, Qin Dianshi was responsible for arresting the murderer and seizing the property of the perpetrator. The benefits in this belong to Qin Dianshi, and the aftermath of the crime scene was Li Weizheng's affairs, and the benefits in this belong to him. This has always been an unwritten rule, but today the situation is different. If it is ordinary goods, they will be moved directly to the county government. The shortage of damage is also a normal loss. Today, the property is a large group of slaves, both men and women, and they will take them to the county government government. They have to eat, drink, defecate, and they have to pay for money. Moreover, management is inconvenient. If a person dies, or a woman is eaten by a man and a man, it will be a troublesome thing.

Li Weizheng looked at the slaves with some embarrassment. He had no experience in dealing with such things, but Wang Sanbao was an old official with rich experience. He knew what to do to get benefits from it. The county magistrate could accept it. He immediately stepped forward and said to Li Weizheng and said, "Boss, this kind of thing happened three years ago. At that time, the county magistrate's instructions were to auction the slaves on the spot and confiscate the money."

Li Wei was pondering for a moment. This was indeed the best way. Everyone was happy and did not hurt the people. Looking at the expectant eyes of his brothers, he nodded and said to Wang Sanbao and Zhang Erhu, "You can just deal with this matter. I have something to do. I want to go back to the county government."

The yamen runners were overjoyed and secretly praised the boss for his compassion. The more than 100 slaves were worth at least a thousand guan, and it was enough to pay half of them. Of course, the boss had to keep one.

Li Wei was turning his head back to the county government. Wang Sanbao immediately jumped up and shouted: "The government auctioned the stolen goods, so I want to buy them as soon as possible!"

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Li Wei was going back to the government to handle some trivial matters. He thought the auction should be over. He rode back to the small schoolyard again. It was already afternoon. All the people watching the fun in the small schoolyard had been dispersed. The slaves had been sold out and the oil and water had been scraped. Wang Sanbao and Zhang Erhu were counting the stolen money. Seeing Li Wei coming, Wang Sanbao quickly handed over a bag of money, "Boss, the total amount of money for the auction was 645 jin, all of which are here."

Seeing that there was no one around, he quietly stuffed an envelope into his arms and raised a finger, which meant a hundred coins. Li Weizheng knew that if he didn't accept the money, no one would feel at ease with his subordinates, but he really didn't want it. Li Weizheng handed the envelope to Wang Sanbao and said, "I have a good hand. In the past two months, my brothers have suffered hardships. This money will be distributed to brothers who eat yamen runners' meals. It is not easy for everyone to support their families, even if it is my little intention."

Wang Sanbao was moved and admired. He silently took the money and carefully collected it. At this time, Li Wei suddenly saw a lonely figure on the slave stage in the small schoolyard. He couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Why is there still someone there?"

"That's a mute, no one is willing to buy it. I originally wanted to sell it with me, but this little lady grabbed the rope and didn't leave. When the brothers saw her pitiful, it would be fine. We are going to take her back to the county government."

As soon as Li Wei urged the horse to approach, a little girl was squatting on the slave platform, with her back facing them, her face buried in her knees and crying silently. She was very thin, looking about twelve or thirteen years old, with her clothes torn, and she looked like a bean sprout.

"Boss, she is only dumb but not deaf. I suspect she was smothered by someone using medicine." Wang Sanbao stepped forward and shouted, "Little girl, our boss is here, he will take you back to the county government."

The little girl was still crying, but her hand grabbed the rope tightly, and the blood marks on her hand could be seen faintly. Seeing that she was pitiful, Li Wei really couldn't bear it, so he said to Wang Sanbao: "I'll pay her money and let her go!"

The little girl was shocked and slowly turned her head to look at Li Weizheng. Her hair was very messy, covering her face and unable to see her face clearly. Wang Sanbao hurriedly said, "Just let her go, there is no need to spend money."

Li Weizheng shook his head, took out ten coins of money and stuffed it into his bag, and said to him: "Business should be done publicly. We can't be caught by others. Let her go and keep the account."

Li Wei was taking the little girl's contract for sale, and turned over and got off the horse and walked onto the slave platform. He squatted in front of her. He took out another twenty coins of money and handed it to her together with the contract for sale, "Let's rent a carriage and go home! You are free."

The little girl lowered her head and didn't move. Seeing that she refused to accept it, Li Wei couldn't help but sigh. The child seemed to be frightened. He put the contract and money in front of her and turned around to walk down the stage. Suddenly, the little girl actually hugged his legs and refused to let go. Li Wei Zheng looked at the money and contract and said softly: "Or I'll send a brother to take you home."

The little girl still shook her head. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Li Weizheng. In her messy hair, Li Weizheng saw a pair of sad and sad eyes, full of helpless despair. Although Li Weizheng's previous life was not as good as a luxury, his life was still plain and calm. He happened to see a female student kneeling down on the street begging for help. Although she looked pitiful, there was a hint of cunning in her eyes, which was completely different from the little girl in front of her. He had never seen anyone with such desperate gaze. Li Weizheng's heart was strongly shocked, and he was in a mess, and there was no way.

"Boss, go quickly! The yamen is about to finish the work. The money cannot be spent overnight, so you have to hand over the account." Wang Sanbao was really anxious. After the money was over, he couldn't explain it clearly.

Li Wei looked at the little girl, then looked at the sky, and had to say helplessly to Wang Sanbao: "You take her to my residence first, and let me talk about it when I come back!"

After saying that, he said to the little girl: "I still have business. You can go to my place first and find a way to help you when I come back. Is this okay?"

The little girl looked at him blankly, her hands slowly loosened. Li Wei suddenly had the idea of ​​running away, but this idea was suppressed by him again. How could a manly man break his trust in a little girl?

He turned around and put the money and the contract of selling his body into his arms, stepped down and turned over. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and scolded Wang Sanbao: "I will leave the person to you. Don't ruin my name, kid."

Wang Sanbao smiled with a big mouth, "You must be kind to the beauty of the head, of course I will become a beautiful person."

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Chapter completed!