221 Identification

[Election Week 6] Tuesday at 11:00.

A train slowly drove into Longchuan Railway Station. Before the train could stop, the thug-like reporters rushed to the defense line between the staff and the sheriff, rushed towards the train, and then jumped like a springbok group, jumping and stretching their necks to look into one carriage after another.

This train contains Heyuan prisoner Huang Laopi - an insider with Zhang Qijie's background.

The sheriff finally drove away the reporters again and established a line of defense at the door of a carriage. The door of the carriage opened. The first one came out was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and suits. He stood at the door of the carriage and looked at the tide-like reporters and officials of Longchuan outside. He smiled, took off his hat and waved at everyone, shouting, "Hello, everyone in Longchuan."

"Who is this stupid x?" Everyone asked each other in surprise.

Fortunately, a middle-aged man in uniform squeezed out behind this "silly x". He had a mustache, his skin was shiny, but he was very energetic. Without looking at that uniform, people in the world could probably guess that this person had been in the door. At this moment, he was drilled out under the man's arms of his eyes, his forehead was covered with shiny sweat, and he shouted at Ou Xingsun, who was full of doubts under the car door. Inspector Ou Xingsun, who was full of confusion, was so angry that this was our Luo County Magistrate personally escorting the prisoner to arrive."

"Ah? Director Li of Heyuan?" As a public servant who needs to cooperate with the near-Public Security Bureau, Director Li still knows him, but he didn't expect that the Heyuan County Magistrate also came. As a young inspector, Ou Xingsun really doesn't know the Heyuan County Magistrate. Besides, he, a government official, is not in charge of Heyuan administration, so why do you go to the next county town?

"Warm welcome to the magistrate Luo County and Director Li for such a hot day." Ou Xingsun finally responded, saluted, and then enthusiastically wanted to shake hands with the magistrate Luo County and Director Li.

But County Magistrate Luo seemed too excited. He stepped down the train door and held Ou Xingsun's hand with both hands and looked at the surrounding scenery. Outsiders looked like they were touching Ou Xingsun's hand back and forth. Ou Xingsun's hand was not right. You can't offend the adults next door. If they don't, the adult's heart beats constantly. Wang Jieren's incident just happened here. If it was reported by reporters, what should I do if it was a rabbit? - Ou Xingsun's expression was stiff.

Lord Luo didn't see the little official who shook hands blushed and his forehead was full of sweat. He was just talking to himself, and it was so incoherent that he was a little drunk. Longchuan is a good place... We have been a city since ancient times... so nice... I didn't expect you to judge the top ten model towns... The election was so good... The country is well-known... There are so many reporters, more people than Heyuan market... Alas, in fact, Heyuan is a little bigger than Longchuan... We can also elect...."

Of course he was not drunk, but just envious: Huizhou capital and Heyuan, Longchuan, are both on the Dongjiang River, lined up by the river, and are now linked by the Tiehe River, and the Heyuan happens to be at the midpoint of the two; it is conceivable that Longchuan has some geographical advantages, and both have their geographical conditions, and even their accents are exactly the same, which has been the same since ancient times. However, Heyuan is much closer to Huizhou, the center of the palace, so Heyuan has always been much richer than Longchuan, the junction of Guangdong and Jiangxi;

How can Chinese people not compare with each other? Perhaps since the emergence of the two cities, people in Heyuan have always seen Longchuan people as poor relatives, both proud and despised.

If the Heyuan people told their daughter that they found Longchuan, even if they were satisfied, they would have a bad tone. Then the subtext might be low; on the contrary, the Longchuan people always feel a little complacent, which means that they have climbed up to people from wealthy areas;

However, as the saying goes, poor mountains and bad waters come from unruly people, Longchuan is far more daring to make trouble than the river source.

There is no way to do this. The richer the area, the more people are, the more they are, and they are worried about gains and losses with money. In poor areas, there is nothing but a tone, and it is easy to cause trouble.

For example, the Feng Shui in Longchuan destroyed the county magistrate, and no one of them could have ended well for many years; while the Heyuan County Magistrate always worked so gloriously until he stepped down. Even when the Divine Army entered Guangdong, the Heyuan County Magistrate of the Qing Dynasty took his family to escape without any damage. He was unable to get close to Huizhou and was well-informed.

So when Longchuan was facing the railway company with the imperial court as its backstage, the Heyuan people, who had been subdued by the railway company, rarely applauded for their "poor relatives". However, when Longchuan was decisively decided to hold a bonfire military-civilian party by the Emperor of Hai, the Heyuan people once again mocked Longchuan people for being stupid.

However, the unruly people are too rude. Maybe it is a great opportunity. No one wants to take care of a group of unruly people, just a rough man Liu Guojian.

Heyuan people didn't expect that this rough man was really the same as the group of Longchuan troublemakers. They dared to make trouble. In such a poor place, they dared to give up the countryside and only protect the city. They fought hard to build a central church, a square, and a big road in the West. They also begged grandpa to sue their grandma to get a French bank and help the merchants contact Western machines. As a result, in just two years, Hong Fu, who relied on the railway, squeezed Longchuan into the top ten model small cities of the empire.

Heyuan was stunned. They were actually surpassed by Longchuan.

This is called envy, jealousy and hatred.

This is the ancient county town that is "prideful" that is far less fashionable than the "openness of a prodigal son" like Longchuan.

The Heyuan County Magistrate was interested in learning from Liu Guojian to carry out infrastructure construction, but he took the steady route. The court asked him to do it. A large amount of fiscal revenue was used in the surrounding countryside and evangelism. There was no extra money to mess with the county town they were "prideful". Heyuan had not been washed away, and it was not so easy to increase taxes. The county Magistrate did not have such ambitions. Heyuan had not made Cheng Longchuan so arrogant for many years. He was still mainly engaged in agriculture, workshops, handicraftsmen, and micro-Western factories. It was not until a year ago that merchants began to do large-scale industries.

In those days, the officialdom of Heyuan was very disgusting with people like Liu Guojian, who thought that they did not care about people's livelihood and could only build archways, but embroidered pillows. In a word, don't look at you so proud, you will be in trouble one day - of course it's a sour thing.

Liu Guojian was suddenly ousted as if his elites were rebelling. Before the Heyuan people could exclaim their anger, the county magistrate Luo was choking in his throat. When he was choking in his throat, he was elected.

Almost overnight, all the newspapers in the Empire were about Longchuan. The cats and dogs in Longchuan became famous.

An empire-level celebrity

Not to mention that the saint Dr. Li who had never heard of it overnight was summoned by the emperor. Even Director Zhang, Xi Shengmo, Ou Xingsun, the heads of the small county security bureau were familiar to the people of Heyuan. They were just a group of minor officials, not to mention those "human-shaped horse racing" that were so popular that they were purple overnight, a beggar would talk about Li Meng and Zhang Qijie's odds changes every day.

Heyuan is from the untouchables to officials who are envious of the poor relatives Longchuan.

So when the ** official who presided over the election asked the court to ask the Heyuan authorities to bring witnesses to confront each other, the magistrate Luo personally led the team. In order to show that he was not here to visit, he had never fired a gun, and he deliberately inserted the largest pistol that the Public Security Bureau could find in the back of the lowland, a one-handed bird gun left over from the Qing Dynasty.

"Sir, sir, sir... the official came to accept the prisoners to the yamen..." Seeing Lord Luo chattering, Ou Xingsun finally couldn't stand it anymore and pulled out his hand. His hands were sweating all over, so he was very tired. He asked.

"Oh, the suspect named Huang, we have brought it." Lord Luo waved his hand, and Director Li of Heyuan also waved his hand. Two police officers came out with a man wearing a black cloth bag and handed the lightest wooden handcuff.

Before the reporters and onlookers could cheer, the carriage was the first to cheer. They were all passengers. They were watching the fun, but they did not make a fuss to the group of officials blocking the door. At this moment, the prisoners got off the car and the door was opened. The pleasure of being constipated and saving and the heart of watching the fun made them cheer in the carriage.

"Sir, we are from the Imperial Daily. Can we take photos first?" a reporter asked hurriedly.

"The great reporter of the Imperial News? Hapaipaipai is considered to be a photo shoot. Alas, our Heyuan has not passed the national newspapers for several years... No one cares about us..." Lord Luo changed from excitement to sentimentality, and then turned from grievance to grief. In front of the camera, he held the prisoner in his arms with one hand and raised the old-fashioned bird gun with the other.

According to the Liberal Party’s request, witness Huang Laopi entered the yamen in a carriage, and the onlookers were crowded with people, and the door of the yamen was crowded.

Half of the people watched the carriage pass by the police officers who were leading the way with worry. Many people loudly threatened the people in the carriage, hoping that he could be afraid; the other half clenched their fists, looking at the carriage nervously, and loudly encouraging the people in the carriage, hoping that he could have the courage to reveal a truth that made him ecstatic.

The former is undoubtedly the Liberal Party’s picking the people; the latter is the Democratic Party’s picking the people.

Although the yamen is not as crowded as outside, it is also crowded. All the Liberal Party, Democratic Party, and Huang Rong are already waiting in there. In addition, there are seven or eight newspaper reporters.

Because it was the Liberal Party that made the arbitration request, except for the Democrats who could visit, the additional list of witnesses was proposed by the Liberal Party, and naturally, they were all newspaper reporters under his faction.

The Democratic Party also proposed to let newspaper reporters from factions intervene, but was rejected by the ** official.

This is also the favor of the ** official to Zheng Abao. Who said that the two are good? The relationship between them is much deeper than Yi Cheng.

Big people always have the opportunity to ravage justice, and this time is no exception.

The Liberal Party’s request is very simple: the appraiser requires that the appraiser testify whether Huang Laopi really knows Zhang Qijie; whether he really knows Pan Jinxing.

Although Huang Laopi has been interviewed by reporters and cannot read, in order to be fair and prevent cheating, the ** official still asked the Heyuan government to escort the criminals all the way to avoid anyone showing him a special portrait.

The verification process is very simple: Huang Laopi and the officials, a group of party candidates, the reporter hid in the house, Zhang Qijie and the other eight people were wearing the same clothes, and those without braids all wore fake braids, lined up in a row in the yard, so that Huang Laopi recognized people.

If he can recognize Zhang Qijie, it means he is credible.

Yi Cheng in the room, Fang Bingsheng held his breath and looked at Huang Laopi stretched his neck by the window to carefully identify it, while Liberal Zheng Abao sat there indifferently holding his arms.

Looking at Zheng Abao's expression, Yi Cheng and others became more and more nervous: Although there has been a detailed report on "Haisong Election Report", they are really afraid that Zheng Abao has the ability to turn ducks into chickens, so that the cooked ducks can fly.

However, Huang Laopi looked at the window for a while, then turned his head and said that the third one on the left was Brother Seven."

In a word, ** official has not yet, Yi Cheng, Fang Bingsheng has already raised his arms and cheered at the same time: Huang Laopi has recognized it correctly

Zheng Abao looked at the Democratic Party’s cheers in a hunch, as if it was not relevant to the matter. Fan Linhui twisted his butt uneasy, while Wang Yu’s eyes were full of confusion, not understanding that he wanted so much to do so.

Before the cheers in the room stopped, Zhang Qijie had taken off his identified cloth robe and came in in a suit: although he was confirmed, this matter had surpassed the laws of the Song State, and he still did not commit any crimes, so the officials respectfully put the legend in with mixed eyes of surprise, contempt and admiration, just as they did to the No. 1 gentry in the county before.

Huang Laopi also saw Zhang Qi knotting. Although Zhang Qi knotting is now in a suit, Huang Laopi immediately called Seventh Brother….”

The voice is full of surprise, inconfidence and envy.

"Hello, Lao Pi." Zhang Qijie nodded slightly to greet him with expressionless expression.

"Oh, Brother Qi, I really didn't expect that after 10 years, you lived in the county next to me. I always thought you were from Huizhou Prefecture. I wanted to learn... I have been jailed for almost three years and you have a good life..." Huang Laopi said this and could see that he was sincerely envious and unfair.

Zhang Qijie looked at Huang Laopi, nodded again, without saying a word. When he saw his old friend again, he was frightened inside. The face in front of him also appeared in his early nightmare.

The second item: Let Huang Laopi recognize Pan Jinxing.

Is Pan Jinxing a victim or is he telling Huang Laopi's situation? So this is obviously unnecessary, just for insurance.

Pan Jinxing also stood in a row with eight other people wearing the same clothes and fake braids.

But something happened at this time.

Huang Laopi looked left and right in the window, and for fifteen minutes, it was enough to cool down the boiling blood of the Democratic Party and the Emperor's Eternal. He stared blankly at Huang Laopi's neck twisting like a goose, stretching to the left and to the right.

Half an hour later, Huang Laopi was waiting behind him with anxiety, and finally turned around, spread his hands and said that there was no Pan from the steamer 10 years ago, and I didn't see him in that row of people."

"?" The people on the ground broke the chin.

This means: Zhang Qijie is indeed a scam, but Pan Jinxing is not his victim

This is possible?

Isn’t it just Pan Jinxing who came to Longchuan to expose Zhang Qijie? He is obviously a victim.

"Look at it carefully. I haven't seen each other for 9 years. Don't forget the other person's appearance." The official of ** stretched out his head and looked impatient with Pan Jinxing twisting his neck outside, and said to Huang Laopi beside him.

"Sir, no. Pan is taller than me, and his figure is two thicker than me. He is a big white fat man, and his face is a black birthmark half a palm-sized one. Even if he is 10 years old, he will not become as dark and thin as those outside." Huang Laopi said seriously, then curled his lips and said contemptuously that the people outside looked like poor people."

Everyone in the room stretched out their heads to look at Pan Jinxing outside, then turned to look at Huang Laopi, who looked serious, and could not fit his mouth.

The fraudster confirmed it, but the victim was not the one who reported the matter, which was really amazing.

"What's going on? Don't you know Pan? Tell me a little." Zheng Abao finally stood up, looked at the side of him and muttered something wrong, obviously..." Wang Yu's family asked Huang Laopi with a cold face.

"Is Pan Pan outside too?" Wuchui didn't jump. Huang Laopi spread his hands in surprise and shouted.
Chapter completed!