Chapter 1658: Fishing and shrimping

The colander ignored him, and his voice was clear, slow, and unusually beautiful, as if he was reciting scripture.

The entire large room suddenly let out low exclamations, and the three people in front of him all looked at him with disbelief.

Colander continued to say word by word: "If you have encountered injustice, you should believe that this world and this country have the power to give you justice."

"This power may be another way for your true god to show his existence, and your doubts about it are also another sign of lack of piety."

The old man thought for a long time and said with difficulty: "But you don't believe in God."

The colander said: "I seem to remember that the scriptures also said, 'There is indeed a lesson for you among the animals. I make you drink the pure and delicious ** extracted from the dung and blood in the belly of the animals.

'.Is this the saying?"

The old man nodded.

The colander said: "Those animals, do they believe in God? If they don't believe, and you have to drink their flesh, isn't it no longer God's mercy?"

The old man couldn't help but be in awe: "You are a young wise man. Your accent and vocabulary must have been taught by a famous teacher. I dare you to ask..."

Colander did not let others control the topic and said with a smile: "I am just an ordinary official in the Song Dynasty, but fortunately I am more cautious."

After speaking, he pointed to the young man next to the old Tibetan man: "The case of Nurma voluntarily sacrificing himself is too ridiculous. I think it is not true, and it is not in line with the Song Dynasty's decree that strictly prohibits human sacrifice."

"So I wrote a letter asking Puyan, the chief of the Tibetans, to send Nurma to the Yamen to defend himself. What, did I do something wrong?"

The young man next to the old man suddenly knelt down towards the colander and burst into tears.

Lao Lao said: "There are too few interpreters in Guangzhou who understand both the Tibetan and Chinese languages. The interpreter Liu Guang is a scoundrel who hangs out in the streets of Guangzhou. Over the years, he has taken advantage of the language barrier between you and the government to deceive and defraud, and has become a cancer.

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"Nurma's father died in Guangzhou. According to the regulations of the Shipping Bureau, if a foreign merchant dies of illness in the Song Dynasty, the Shipping Bureau will properly keep his property and wait for his relatives to inherit it."

"Liu Guang took this property as his own. After Nurma came to Guangzhou, he fabricated it and told the government that Nurma was going to commit suicide. He handed the document to the Municipal Shipping Department for approval, and then bullied you to see it.

He understands Chinese and says that the official document is to capture Nurma and burn him to death, and threaten you with the approval, is that roughly the case?"

The young man kept kowtowing and said babblingly in the Fan dialect: "It's like this. Liu Daguan said that the government wanted to arrest me and burn me to death. The imam hid me in the temple. I don't know how the fan chief found me and wanted me to go to the government."

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Colander said: "He is just a general, not a high official. Well, now he has one more crime, impersonating a court official - don't worry, this crime is bigger than all the crimes he has committed before."

"I am Su Yue, the general magistrate of Guangzhou, and also the port administrator of Guangzhou. It is my duty to make you live and work in peace and contentment in Guangzhou."

"But the Song Dynasty is a place where the system is very strict. The people do not take action and the officials do not investigate. I need you to report General Liu Guang's illegal behavior to the Municipal Shipping Department before he can be dealt with."

The old man frowned and said, "We want to go to the City Governor's Mansion?"

The colander took out an official document from the bag, with a complaint written in Chinese characters and astronomical script: "No, I have already brought you the complaint. All you need is the signature of the sufferer."

The old man took the paper and read it, and asked carefully: "Can we...can add some more?"

Colander said: "Of course, just write it down, but remember to leave a blank line. I will fill in the translation when the time comes."

The old man turned to look at Puyane: "Yana, this is your mistake."

Colander smiled and said: "Don't blame him, old man, he can't see me on weekdays. I think there is a big problem in the communication between Han and Han in Guangzhou."

The old man called a scribe: "Go get the documents from my worship room and give them to this young man."

Then he called another recorder: "Bring milk tea to the guests."

The colander then said to Pu Yane who was beside the old man: "I have read your file. When Nong Zhigao besieged Guangzhou, you fled from Fanfang to the city and helped the defenders burn down the rebels' siege with fierce fire oil.

It is a city utensil and was awarded by the late emperor after the war. It is called Puyane, right?"

Pu Yana nodded: "Yes."

The colander asked: "Why did Puyane, who was brave in the past, become a timid person now?"

In the bottom of Puyana's heart, ten thousand grass-mud horses are galloping past. Hasn't he been tricked by you Song people?

But I didn't dare to say these words no matter what, so I could only keep mumbling in silence.

When the transcriber got the file and Colander looked at it, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "So that's it. Officials are as clean as water and officials are as smooth as oil."

The old man said: "I believe in Song Dynasty officials who can recite classics. Or as you said, although you don't believe in God, you are also a messenger sent by the true God to help us."

"This file is the evidence we preserve."

"Thank you for your trust, old man." Colander nodded, put away the evidence, and took out two letters from his bag: "These are letters from my two language teachers."

The old man took it and opened it doubtfully, and his expression suddenly changed: "Shuangxian of the Wisdom Palace... You are the son of Governor Su... Why didn't the officials take it out earlier?"

Colander said to himself: "I checked the files in Bianjing before I came here. I just felt that the losses of Shibo Company were very strange. I didn't expect that the problem was so serious..."

After finishing speaking, he answered the old man's question: "I only learned the language from my second elder for a while. They taught me to speak your language. The one I used most was the classic... Besides, other people's letters cannot be used to prove one's own character.

, Old man, do you think so?"

The old man started to flag again: "Lang Jun's words are very wise..."

Colander shook his head: "This is not wisdom. Just like you collecting evidence of the officials' crimes, it cannot solve the problem."

"It is wise to bring these people to justice and restore a normal ecology to Guangzhou Bosi and Fanfang."

"By the way, I wonder if the old man can do me a favor?"

"Official, please speak."

"All your evidence is nothing but rotten sesame seeds. Even if you report it, it won't make any difference. Can we do this..."

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When Colander came out of Fanfang and returned to the government office, he received a notice from an official saying that Jiang Zhiqi wanted to see him.

Jiang Zhiqi's West Garden is the most beautiful place in the city of Guangzhou. There is a stone screen platform built in the garden. "There is a pool with more than a hundred steps, and the stone is carved in the pool, and it looks like a screen."

In addition, there are many scenic spots such as pavilions, pavilions, hills and osmanthus trees, stone bridges and winding paths.

When the colander came to the stage, Jiang Zhiqi was playing the piano. Seeing him in casual clothes, he asked: "Zi Heng went to the market again?"

The colander smiled and said: "I can't hide it from Ming Gong. There are a lot of novelties in Fanfang. I went to look around and found a piece of fragrant wax."

After saying that, he took out a yellow object from the bag: "Ming Gong, look at it."

Jiang Zhiqi took it and smelled it: "How much did it cost?"

"Three passes."

"It's expensive." Jiang Zhiqi said: "This is the cocoa incense from the South China Sea, with beeswax powder added and diffused by ambergris. The Tibetan people think that we, the people of the Song Dynasty, are novel and try their best to do what we like."

"Ming Gong has extraordinary knowledge, and I can't hide anything from you."

"I heard a few days ago that you went to Panyu and helped them build a fishery?"

Colander said: "Panyu is a good place, with mountains, three rivers and six parts flat land, and two crops a year."

"I saw that they had a lot of deserted tidal flats, and when I asked, I found out that it was a tidal place, so I taught them a way to catch fish."

"Oh? Tell me?"

"Hey, it's actually quite simple. Just use bamboo to weave a thick fence in time, insert it into an inverted herringbone shape, and point the sharp corners towards the sea."

"Animals, fish and birds all like to walk in wide areas. When the tide comes, the fish will follow the bell mouth between the herringbones and enter the tidal flat to look for food. When the water recedes and the fish return with the tide, they will choose to enter.

In the middle of the herringbone, it is finally blocked at the sharp corners, so those tidal flats become traps for catching fish."

Jiang Zhiqi pondered what the traps looked like: "Is it that simple?"

Colander said: "There is something even simpler. After the tide goes out, there are crab holes on both sides of some ditches on the beach, and there are half a pound of blue crabs each."

"It's just that the villagers have a hard time digging crabs. They have to dig six feet each time to get them."

"I asked them to take giant bamboos, cut them off, and open the bamboo joints to six feet, and bury them on both sides of the ditch when the tide went out."

"The crab map is convenient and you can live in it yourself. You only need to empty the bamboo tube every two days."

"Can it be done?"

"Well, the prices of seafood in Guangzhou Fish Market have dropped recently."
Chapter completed!