"You?" The butler in Qingyi showed full suspicion about Fang Bie.

Fang Bei nodded: "Yes."

"I."

"I'll go back."

...

...

Of course, the butler in Qingyi couldn't control Fang Anyone and would go back.

In the Censorate in Bianliang, in the lobby, there was a drum and music playing.

"Cao Mengde shouted immediately,

Brother Guan Er listens to me and you, please run away slowly.

What's wrong with me in Xudu?

Every meal makes dumplings and frying fried dough sticks.”

Guo Sheng was wearing a commoner and stood in the lobby of the Censorate Office. Behind him were playing sings and singing, almost bringing the entire opera troupe over, singing the drama "Guan Gong Ci Cao".

Zhao Hengji, the censor of Bianliang, looked at Guo Sheng in front of him. He was full of black lines but he could not do anything to him.

Although the Censor was a senior official of the third rank of the imperial court, a real official of the rank of a rank of a vassal, and he could almost be called a prince in the guarding area. All cases of impeachment in the province were all from his subordinates. According to the rank, even the commander of the Jinyiwei was only a third rank.

Of course, there is still some difference between the third rank of the Jinyiwei and the third rank of the Bianliang Censor.

By the way, Zhou Haitian, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue who was once assassinated by the Beehive, is also a third-rank official. Of course, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue is a Beijing official and the deputy director of the Ministry of Revenue who is in charge of money and grain expenses. Of course, the importance of this Bianliang Censor is much higher than that of the Bianliang Censor.

During the Great Zhou Dynasty, scholars, peasants, industry and commerce did not fight with officials, let alone the lowest-ranking merchants. Since ancient times and present, there has been only the reason why the people rebelled, and I have never heard of the possibility of merchants rebelling.

Therefore, although merchants are rich, their status is really not high, and they are often bullied by officials, so they have to swallow their anger and surrender to their smallness.

There is no such thing as Guo Sheng, who instead occupied the Censor's Office to perform, and the Censor's Office was helpless against him.

To put it bluntly, it is because Guo Sheng is righteous and Zhao Hengji is in the wrong.

Behind Guo Sheng, the actors kept singing and singing. Although there were no costumes, when the instruments were played and the opera was sung, as long as they didn't look back, the meaning would be seven or eight minutes.

"You Mrs. Cao personally cooked the pot and burned the stove.

It’s so busy that I can’t sweat when I’m so busy that I can’t take it.

You are tired of eating white flour buns with bacon,

I will steam a large pot of cabbage buns for you."

Zhao Hengji couldn't help but wiped the sweat beads that did not exist on his forehead and looked at Guo Sheng in the hall: "Mr. Guo, Mr. Guo, have we made enough trouble?"

"If you have enough trouble, then go back."

"No trouble..." Guo Sheng was in the hall and was about to say that he had not made enough trouble, but when he thought it was wrong, how could he show weakness first and say that he was here to make trouble. "Where did I make trouble? I have wronged and wanted to come to the censor to report to the officer. The censor cannot quell the villain's injustice. The villain originally wanted to go to Yanjing to report the imperial examination, but because Yanjing was far away and the journey was exhausted, I would like to practice my skills here."

"Aren't you afraid that the censor will make you bored?"

"So I specially found a opera troupe to relieve my boredom."

"Sir, how did you sing this when Guan Gongci is out?"

When Guo Sheng said this, the actor behind him still had a round and full singing style. He dared to come to the yamen to sing opera. I have to say that the actors who sang the opera were also full of courage.

"Move the garlic mortar and mash the garlic juice,

Mix a scoop of shredded radish with sesame oil.

I am in my heart to you and the sky,

I have a little bad idea, I'm a silly!"

"Enough! Enough! Enough!" Zhao Hengji looked at Guo Sheng and said repeatedly.

"Mr. Guo, Mr. Guo, what do you want? Can't I give it to you?"

"I want my goods, I want those bandits and murderers." Guo Sheng raised his hand, and the opera troupe behind him stopped playing and singing.

The rich merchant looked at Zhao Hengji on the stage and said quietly: "Otherwise, I will miss the offerings to the palace court this autumn, and my Guo family will not be able to live a good life, and I will not let the censors have a good life."

"It's easy to discuss, this is easy to discuss." Zhao Hengji said repeatedly, and then his tone was a little close to begging: "But Mr. Guo should also know that the cases of these bandits rampant, and there was no living left. Who knows that they were bandits who came down from the mountain?"

"To take another ten thousand steps, even if I really ask the court to send troops to encircle and suppress those hills and wipe out all the bandits in Bianliang, this will also take time and cannot be completed in a short while."

"Who doesn't know that Mr. Guo, you are very good at your hands and eyes in this Bianliang City, but even Mr. Guo, you have not found out the true identity of the murderer?"

"So Mr. Guo, don't make things difficult for me. This is not something that can be settled overnight."

"Please sit down patiently. We will make a long-term plan. I will definitely give Mr. Guo a fair and satisfactory reply."

Zhao Hengji's words were sincere, especially his identity as a third-rank official, but he had to speak so seriously to a white-body businessman, and he had to say that his attitude had been reduced to the extreme.

Guo Sheng snorted coldly: "Protecting the country and safeguarding the people and destroying the bandits was originally the duty of Lord Zhao. Now that he can't even complete his duty, he will give me and Mian here, that's not possible."

"You said that the future is long and the long-term plan is long. I need to know what happened to this future is long and the long-term plan?"

"Is it three days, ten days, one month? Or three months and half a year, one year?"

"I need Lord Zhao to give me a clear time to reply."

"After that time, you can't solve it. I will go to Yanjing City to file a lawsuit. The first person I want to participate in is Lord Zhao."

Guo Sheng was unreasonable, but he was also reasonable and had some evidence and was reluctant to leave. Zhao Heng looked embarrassed.

Three days is definitely the answer that Guo Sheng wanted, but Zhao Hengji really couldn't do it. Ten days were also very difficult. It was only one month before it was barely possible.

After all, it takes time and energy just to find out which thieves took action.

At that time, it is not possible to get back those precious goods with just a blank mouth. We still have to send troops to attack. Organizing soldiers is also to alarm the court. After all, the military pay is paid by the court. If the military pay is not sent, it will not be able to move at all.

Zhao Hengji was about to speak, but at this time, outside the yamen, there were suddenly a sound of drumbeats.

The drum sounded loud and thick, and it came from the door of the inspector's yamen.

As the saying goes, beating the drum and making trouble.

Guo Sheng was a little surprised, and then looked at Zhao Hengji: "Mr. Zhao, your business is here, I'll avoid it for a while?"

Although Guo Sheng occupied the lobby of the yamen, he was still very responsible. After all, there were very few people who came to the yamen to sue the wronged and reported the case. Who would have thought that he would really meet someone?
Chapter completed!