Some things do not require evidence, only opinions.

When a governor has an opinion of a businessman, there are too many means to use.

Don’t mention the donated official status. Orthodox civil servants will not recognize this kind of identity obtained by donating official positions. Buying official positions and selling titles has always been a sign of the collapse of the court system by the literati and officials.

For example, in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, Emperor Ling of Han sold his official positions, and the emperor of Chenghua in the Ming Dynasty was granted the title of official position. This will not be recognized.

On the evening of the 21st, as time passed, Aunt Pei suddenly suffered the impact of assassination and death. The influence slowly passed away. The sad atmosphere at home faded a little.

In the main hall of the backyard, the lights were bright, and Jia Huan took over the burden from Ruyi. He needed to go out for a long trip.

Qingwen had red eyes, and she forced herself to not cry, and carefully helped Jia Huan tidy up her hair and the corners of her clothes. However, she helped her combed Jia Huan's hair, neatly.

Jia Huan pursed his lips, hugged Qingwen, and patted her back gently, "Qingwen, don't be afraid. Someone will accompany me to protect me."

Qingwen buried her head in Jia Huan's arms and cried out "whimperingly".

She was really afraid. Aunt Pei was beaten to death on the street without understanding. There were still ten soldiers guarding her at the door of her house. She reminded her of the danger outside. The third master is going to Yangzhou now. What if there is anything wrong with her? She...

Feeling the sincere feelings of the girl in her arms, Jia Huan comforted her softly: "Don't worry. I won't have anything to do. You guys are good at home."

Jia Huan let go of Qingwen, hugged Ruyi again, and looked at Daiyu, Zijuan, Xiren beside him, and said in a deep voice: "I won't be in trouble. Don't worry. I'm fair. I want to take it back with my own hands."

Jia Huan carried the package and stepped out of the living room. At this time, the sunset had already set foot. In the faint twilight, Jia Huan's figure passed through the courtyard.

Daiyu was wearing a pink double-breasted jacket, timid and weak, and her delicate little face was full of unscrupulous worries. At this time, she couldn't help but shout: "Three Brother..."

My mother passed away and my father passed away. Now, my aunt passed away. If the third brother had a good time, she would be unable to imagine whether the grief in her heart would be able to bear it?

Jia Huan did not look back, waved his hand and walked into the night quietly.

…

The news that Jia Huan left Jinling spread throughout Jinling City the next day. The Chen family, Deng Hong, Jia Yucun, Zhen family and others all received news.

Some people said that he was seen leaving the city under the escort of four soldiers last night. Some people said that he went out to Songjiang Mansion to relax. Some people said that he hid in Yangzhou to avoid the limelight. After all, many people in Jinling City believed that he sent people to kill two battalions from the Nanjing Governor's Palace.

Miscellaneous rumors.

Mr. Zhongsan and other famous scholars sighed softly. Jia Huan still owed them a few charcoal strokes, but he did not expect that he would encounter such a tragic thing? The pain of life is nothing more than separation from life and death. I hope he will not ruin his talent.

On the Qinhuai River, a famous prostitute who admires Jia Huan's talent may sigh. Since then, Mr. Jia has not seen him. The mother of Xiaomeng Pavilion shook her head. Her silly daughter still tied her mind to the boy, but this situation!

At the end of July, when Jia Huan was busy with disaster relief, Lin Qianwei went to Hangzhou to help Xiaomeng Pavilion to pick up a few girls with talent for singing, but were not in Jinling. After receiving the news of Jia Huan's assassination, she was rushing back from Hangzhou.

Everyone insiders know that Zheng Yuanjian wanted to assassinate Jia Huan's cousin, but he just mistakenly got into the deputy car. No official would support Zheng Yan merchants in killing scholars. It was definitely a scandal. The news circulating in the city was that Jia Huan was assassinated. This was the argument of Jia Huan. Because the assassination of the juren was more likely to attract public attention, so as to seek justice for Aunt Pei.

Jia Huan left Jinling, and the heat of the matter gradually dropped and disappeared in the glory of Jinling. The current major event: the soaring grain prices.

The price has reached 2 taels, 1 qian, 1 qian, sauna.

The Nanjing Ministry of Revenue was no longer able to buy grain in Jinling City and was transported to Huainan in the name of the Ministry of Revenue Grain Depot. Wei Hong, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, could no longer stabilize the situation: the major case of the short-selling grain depot of the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue emerged.

Rumors are everywhere in the city and people's hearts are floating.

From the perspective of Secretary Wei, even if he did not do such a huge deficit case during his tenure, the responsibility of failing to be supervised is inevitable. Therefore, he hopes to suppress the case first and complete the disaster relief dispatch before finding out the case.

In this way, what he left behind in the heart of the emperor was the influence of capable ministers. At this time, a major case broke out and his career would probably be a little difficult.

In the disaster relief in Huainan, Huguang can only transport grain to Huguang, a region that relies on grain production. The Jiangnan region is extremely rich, but with the prosperity of commerce in Jiangnan and the development of silk weaving industry, the grain production area has gradually moved to Huguang.

However, the journey from Huguang to Huainan is a bit far.

Since the news of the flood in Huainan at the end of July, it has been almost a month since then. Before Huguang's grain came along the Yangtze River, the grain prices in Jinling will continue to soar. Far water cannot quench near thirst.

A dry grain merchant was smiling and hiding the market and reluctant to sell. Someone was staring at the waterways of the Yangtze River.

…

On August 24, Jia Huan arrived in Yangzhou under the protection of four soldiers from the Huaiyang Governor General of the Biao Battalion.

He was surrounded by Changsui Qian Huai and Hu Xiaosi.

On the dock, He Yuanlong followed Jia Huan and arrived directly at the former Huaiyang Branch Office, the current governor's office.

Another Master He is Sha Sheng's important aide, and is in the process of connecting with the Minister of Revenue Wei Hong of the Ministry of Revenue. Without food, all disaster relief plans are illusory.

After Jia Huan met with Huaiyang Governor Sha Sheng, he talked for half an hour and went straight to the prison of the Governor's Yamen to meet Zheng Yuanjian.

The prison was built underground. After the autumn execution of a group of prisoners, the prison was empty and there was only one prisoner left, Zheng Yuanjian.

The light was dim, the temperature was moderate, the air was turbid, and the footsteps echoed in the long corridor. Jia Huan, led by the old official, stopped in the third prison on the left. Zheng Yuanjian sat in the cell with disheveled hair. Seeing Jia Huan coming, he rushed over and slapped at the iron gate angrily, "Boy surnamed Jia, what are you going to do?"

Jia Huan nodded to the old official and watched him leave. He stood at the door of the prison cell and looked at Zheng Yuanjian inside.

Zheng Yuanjian sneered, "What are you looking at? You will come in soon. Do you think you can't find out from Jinling by buying murder through the Wang family? It's too naive. Haha."

"You have no choice but to die."

"You killed my son. How about it? Your woman feels bad if she dies? I was going to kill your cousin."

Zheng Yuanjian was a little overwhelmed. He was invited by the governor of Huaiyang on the grounds of investigating the murder case. The merchants, without the support of officials behind them, have the ability to fight against the governor? Now, it is precisely the Chen family that has abandoned him. How many officials in Yangzhou want to get involved in the murder case?

Most people with unstable minds will have this reaction when they stay in the cell for a few days. Here, they will lose their identity and status outside, leaving only one identity: the prisoner.

Jia Huan was silent for a long time, and when Zheng Yuanjian had almost vented, he looked into his eyes and said slowly: "You can't survive! I will blow your head."

Zheng Yuanjian laughed, "You threatened me? Haha, a joke. Do you know why I am willing to say anything? The Chen family, the Zhen family must protect me. Otherwise, don't blame me for shaking some things out."

Jia Huan nodded, "Well, what you said makes sense. I have already passed the evidence of your trafficking of private salt to the Chen family and the Zhen family through Secretary Wei. I believe that the death is the best way to protect the secrets and the best candidate for the blame. I will suggest that Sha Futai move you to the county jail of Jiangdu County in a while. In autumn, it is normal to die of illness."

Zheng Yuanjian's laughter stopped Xia Ran, looking at the boy in front of him seriously for the first time. His eyes could not hide the panic in his heart. No one would be afraid of death. After being silent for a long time, he said bitterly: "What do you want? Evidence from the Zhen family? Evidence from the Chen family?"

Jia Huan shook his head and said calmly: "You are thinking too much, I don't want any evidence. I'm just here to ask you something, is the Chen family aware of your shooting of my cousin? What kind of role did they play?"

Zheng Yuanjian said: "Without the Chen family's tacit consent, how dare I take action? Isn't my current fate the best explanation?"

If he wasn't afraid of Jia Huan's revenge, he had taken action a year ago. How could he delay it until now? He would swallow his anger and pay the hundreds of thousands of taels of salt classes he owed? However, when he finally thought he could take revenge, the Chen family turned against him and abandoned him.

Jia Huan nodded, "What's the specific one?"

"Mr. Chen and Mr. Chen, I mentioned this matter. He refused. But two days later, he told me that his elder brother, Chen Zizhen, said: I understand. I'll find someone to do it."

Jia Huan pursed his lips vigorously, "I understand." As he said that, he turned around and walked out. It seemed that he was just asking this question.

Zheng Yuanjian's scream came from behind, "Jia Huan..., Jia Ziyu, I don't want to die. I can tell you where the evidence is and where. Jia Sanye, Sanye, don't leave, don't leave."

…

He Yuanlong was drinking tea in a public room above the dungeon, with several veteran officials accompanying him, and the prison chief. Seeing Jia Huan come in, He Yuanlong stood up and said, "Is Ziyu finished asking?"

Jia Huan rubbed his face, suppressed his emotions, and smiled reluctantly, "Well. I'm sorry, Master He will go there."

He Yuanlong nodded and clasped his fists solemnly, "Don't worry, Ziyu."

He is Lin Ruhai's confidant, right-hand man. Someone wants to shoot Lin Ruhai's daughter Lin Daiyu and accidentally kill Lin Ruhai's concubine Aunt Pei. What will he feel like? He can't wash away his anger.

How did the Governor Lin treat him? He is also a scholar!

Under the leadership of the old official, He Yuanlong entered the dungeon again to meet Zheng Yuanjian who was mentally collapsed. He would take Jia Huan's words to spare Zheng Yuanjian's life. Use this condition to exchange for information and extract Zheng Yuanjian's surplus value.

But the real situation is that Jia Huan does not intend to fulfill this promise.
Chapter completed!