Chapter 298 Crispy Grilled Pork Belly (9)

The market is one-third of an acre, and it was quickly found out who Feng Tong took as the mayor.

The city magistrate who was brought over by the officers looked anxious. When he came to Lin Fei, Liu Yuan and others, he saluted in a hurry.

"Young...I have met a few adults..."

Lin Fei and others looked back and looked up and down at the city magistrate, who had a mostly white beard and was quite old. He speaks a very authentic Chang'an Mandarin, and his appearance is also typical of Guanzhong people. From the way he moves his hands and feet, he seems to be an "old Chang'an", not someone who came from another place to make a living.

This is indeed the case. The officer walked aside and briefly explained the old city magistrate's situation: "After checking, I haven't found anything wrong so far. He is just a municipal magistrate whose family has some connections in the market. He This city magistrate's seat can also be regarded as 'ancestral'. Because he is an 'old Chang'an', his family has a house and two shops, which saves a lot of money on accommodation. In addition, the rent of the shop subsidizes the family's income, so he has no worries about food and clothing. Compared with other errands, this errand requires less effort. It is just to take care of the vendors in the market. For people like this who have no ambitions and no pressure on food and accommodation, this errand of City Ling is very expensive. Although it’s not much, it’s not much, so it couldn’t be more suitable.”

When Lin Fei heard this, he nodded and asked, "Feng Tong did he recommend?"

The officer said "hmm" and said: "After asking, he has no friendship with Feng Tong personally, and I have never met him before. The reason why he recommended Feng Tong is... because the people at the Internal Affairs Yamen... there mentioned Click on Feng Tong who he recommended."

When the words "Internal Affairs Yamen" were mentioned, the officer obviously increased his tone. He saw the expressions of Lin Fei and others changing slightly, but he was not surprised.

King Yu, who was defeated in the Goguryeo envoy case, controlled the Internal Affairs Yamen through the chief steward of the Internal Affairs Yamen. Since King Yu was sacked, the chief steward was also implicated and sacked. After hearing about this, the internal affairs yamen have been fighting among themselves and it has become a big deal.

Of course, because the Internal Affairs Office had little relationship with their Dali Temple, they did not care about the internal fighting, and they never thought that not long after the case of the Goguryeo envoy, the Internal Affairs Office would be involved in a new case again. .

Lin Fei turned his head and looked at the old market commander who looked worried. Instead of asking the guard again, he asked him directly: "Who gave you the advice?"

The old market leader said hurriedly: "He is a clerk from the Internal Affairs Office." After saying that, before Lin Fei and others could ask, he hurriedly explained, "There was a marketer from other places in our market here last month. Ling really couldn't bear the expenses of a family living in Chang'an, and he was afraid that even his seventies and eighties wouldn't be able to afford a house in Chang'an, so after some calculations, he quit this job and returned to his hometown."

The city decrees that this job is easy, but not everyone can live on easy jobs. How can it be so easy to buy a house in Chang'an? Stopping losses in time is also a retreat! The old mayor thought this way and shook his head: The mayor's monthly salary is just enough for daily food and clothing. If he hadn't been an "Old Chang'an" whose ancestors were all natives of Chang'an and had accumulated some family property, he wouldn't have dared to do so. Relying on the "city order" job to support the family.

"Manager Mao knew that we had a vacancy here, so he called me over. Dao Fengtong was a distant nephew of his. He heard that we had a vacancy here, and it would be a waste to leave the left and right seats empty. He asked me what I thought." The old mayor said. At this point, he smiled bitterly and said to Lin Fei, "Sir, to be honest, this city magistrate's job is quite popular among us 'Old Chang'an's"! As soon as we know that this position is vacant, there will be more people to ask for. , even for the sake of money, I would not choose Feng Tong, who I don’t know, to come up. But after all, Manager Mao is from the Internal Affairs Office, and he often comes to the market to guide us in planning the market and so on. But I didn't dare to offend him, so I gave my seat to Feng Tong."

As for Feng Tong being the distant nephew of Manager Mao...

The old market leader said frankly: "The two of them are not alike at all. Feng Tong looks like a man who relies on strength to make a living, but Mao Guanshi has fine skin and tender flesh. He doesn't look like someone from the same place at all. And although Mao Guanshi doesn't have the right position, It’s big, but it’s full of oil and water. I really need to get it early for my distant nephew, so why wait until now?”

But even though he understood that this was just Manager Mao's words, he shouldn't ask, so the old mayor didn't dare to ask more.

The market is not big, and although they are all ordinary people, with few noble people, the water inside is very deep.

When Lin Fei heard this, he turned to the guard aside.

The officer nodded and said that he had verified it and there was nothing wrong with what the old city magistrate said.

Lin Fei said "hmm" and asked the steward: "What about the steward named Mao?"

The guard said: "I've already sent someone to call him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several officers rushing here from not far away. These were the same colleagues who had gone to the Internal Affairs Yamen to call for the steward. Now, when I see these people coming over with ugly faces, I feel a bad feeling. I have been exposed to many cases on a daily basis, and I have always developed some "intuition". Now that I see the expressions on my colleagues' faces, I can't wait for them to do anything. As they approached, the guard spoke first: "But something happened to the man surnamed Mao?"

Several officers nodded and walked up to them in three steps at a time. They raised their hands and called out "Lin Shaoqing", "Liu Sicheng" and "Bai Sicheng" a few times before speaking: "The person named Mao has been found." He was hanged at home. Last night, the servant invited by his family told him that he was fine. He told him about the food for the next day. In the morning, the servant prepared the food for him and called him. When he opened the door and walked in, he saw a man named Mao using a stick. Bai Ling hanged herself, and when we passed by, the house was in chaos, and we were about to report it to the official."

We just found out about Manager Mao, and he died in such a strange way. It’s only when there’s no problem that there’s a ghost!

"This guy named Mao is probably a scapegoat," Liu Yuan couldn't help but said after hearing this, "There is someone behind him."

As for who else is behind this gross steward, let’s investigate this gross steward.

So...it's time to go to Manager Mao's house.

Liu Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky: It's already time, and we can have lunch in one hour.

No wonder... Touching his stomach, Liu Yuanxin said: No wonder his stomach is mostly empty. It's time to make room for the next lunch.

I don’t know what Master Wen will do for lunch today.

…

"Sneeze!" Wen Mingtang, who was being muttered by Liu Yuan, walked aside and sneezed.

Hearing the sneeze, Tang Yuan hurriedly said: "Master Wen, did the crispy pork belly catch a cold while working on it yesterday?"

As the New Year is approaching, the weather is getting colder and colder. Climbing out of the warm quilt in the morning is a kind of torture. I wish I couldn't get out of the quilt.

Wen Mingtang shook his head and said, "I only sneezed once. I guess someone was talking about me!" After saying that, he washed his hands again, returned to the table, and continued to prepare dishes.