Scroll of Seeking Jue in the Realm of the Ten Directions

Zhan Linfeng let go of his hands when he got into the carriage, and buried his face in his palms. The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became silent. It was cold and the road was slippery. There were not many pedestrians on the street today, and the only sound in his ears was the sound of wheels rolling against the bluestone road." What happened yesterday is like death yesterday, not to mention it is an old thing, Ling Xuan doesn't need to be too concerned." Jun Ming comforted in a low voice.

Zhan Linfeng raised his head, straightened his hair and said: "I don't care about the old things, I'm just ashamed, because the things of the past made Mingjue you suffer so much humiliation, I can't protect you well, vent your anger for you, It's just because he has a noble status, he is the prince of Han, and the younger brother of the current emperor."

Jue Mingjun said softly: "I don't take their words to heart. Bodhi is not a tree, and a mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place. Where can I get dust? Besides, the geisha in this world are either porters or porters. Merchants, or officials, as long as their hearts are as clear as a mirror and they do things frankly, why should they care about their status and status? People with filthy hearts are also filthy when looking at others."

Zhan Linfeng nodded, "Ming Jue, it's good if you can think like this. I'm very happy to have friends like you."

When the carriage arrived at Baixiangju, Zhang Wanyou had already arrived first, bringing Fengji's accountant with him.The four of them negotiated very smoothly in Baixiangju, and signed the contract immediately. When he returned to Jingdian Pavilion, Zhan Linfeng still couldn't believe the contract in his hand. He put the contract on the table, and carefully checked the contents inside. Each item said: "Mingjue, do you think there will be any conspiracy in this cooperation with Fengji?" Jue Mingjun sorted out the account books on the table. The new year is approaching, and Zhan Linfeng is in Han, Tata and Mongolia. For other industries, people have successively sent the account books from the twelfth lunar month of last year to the twelfth lunar month of this year, and Mr. Jue Ming will finish all sorting out before the new year.

"Oh, why do you ask that?" Mr. Jue Ming put the property's account books in one pile, and put the store's account books on the other side.

Zhan Linfeng was on the sidelines helping to classify, "Fengji's usual practice is to eat the big and eat the small, but this time he took the initiative to ask us to cooperate, which is a bit unusual."

"Perhaps Feng Ji has changed his nature this time, and the big price is too high. With Ling Xuan's strength and the exhibitors behind you, Feng Ji wants to bully the small with the big, and the outcome is likely to hurt both sides. It's better to go with him." Get rich together with Qi Qi."

Jue Ming-jun sorted out a few more books about the shops, "And, this time, it's the owner of Fengji."

"Fengji's boss?" Zhan Linfeng asked curiously, "How did you know Mingjue?"

"The last time I saw shopkeeper Zhang, he said it himself. In short, we just need to act cautiously according to the agreement, not to mention the contract, Zhang's signature and fingerprint, and Fengji's owner's seal. Nothing will happen. By the way, Ling Xuan, I will go to Nantang City tomorrow, and take a look at the situation there, and you will prepare the goods listed in the contract, and you can send them out in two days." Jue Mingjun said nonsense, The contents of the contract mentioned by Zhang Wan were all listed by him himself. It takes three days to go back and forth from Nantang City to Santong. He happened to go to check Fengji’s shops there, anyway, he is worthy of Fengji’s name owner.

"Let me go. You just came back from Yecheng, and these account books came in the building again. You still need to preside over the Jingdian Pavilion. I will leave early tomorrow morning, and I should be able to return in three days." Zhan Linfeng said.

"That's fine." Jun Jue Ming put the last book on top of each other, and three stacks of ledgers were neatly stacked on the table." "It's just snowing and the road is slippery, Ling Xuan, you should be careful." Zhan Linfeng nodded ": In the building The business and account books will be handed over to you."

"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong." Jue Mingjun sat down, and began to take down the account books about the property to check carefully, and compared the amount of money received in the building one by one.

The next day, Zhan Linfeng woke up early, and took two fellows into the carriage to Nantang City.

The tenth day of the Lunar New Year was Jun Jue Ming’s holiday, but Zhan Linfeng was not there, and the account books needed to be checked in time, so he went to Jingdian Pavilion, and received guests while checking the accounts. After the accounts of the property were checked, he would have problems put the two books aside, and put the rest in a box dedicated to holding account books. Just as he was about to continue checking the other stack of accounts, Bai Shan hurriedly pushed the door in." The official messenger is here."

Jun Jue Ming raised his head, "The official of the government office? Which government office?" Because of the special location of Santong City, both Han and Tata have government offices in the city, while Mongolia has a small team of cavalry stationed not far from Santong City. In the far suburbs, a checkpoint was set up to enter the Mongolian country, and the goods entering and leaving the Mongolian country had to go through interrogation.

As soon as Baishan finished speaking, there were chaotic footsteps on the stairs, and then a group of government servants surrounded the gate of Jingdian Pavilion, and a 37-year-old man in red and gray pawn uniform walked in from the door. He wore a square crown symbolizing status on his head, and knee-high boots on his feet.The man walked to the opposite side of the table, stood facing Jun Ming and said, "Are you the accountant of Furui Building?" His voice was rough and hoarse, like a broken gong.

Jun Jue Ming stood up and said, "I'm right here, what advice does the official have?"

"Someone accuses you of being an official slave, leaving the place of exile privately, falsely leading the way, and fleeing here privately." The pawn carefully looked at Jun Mingjun, and said to the servants: "Take this privately escaped official slave. "

"Wait a minute, since someone has accused me, then may I ask, who is the person who accused me of fleeing? Where is the complaint, and what proves that I am an official slave?"

The pawn snorted coldly and said: "Since you are not an official slave, you can show your household registration certificate in public. If you don't have a household registration in this city, you can take out Lu Yin and other cadastres, and I will distinguish myself."

When Jue Mingjun arrived in Santong City, he followed the caravan under the name of Zhenyuelou. The caravan used customs clearance documents and had no guides, and his name and identity did not have a household registration to check, so he said: ": I am from the capital, not an official slave. If your lord wants to check, you might as well send someone to the prefect of the capital to find out."

It will take more than a month to go back and forth from the capital, and the pawn said to the yamen servants who surrounded Jue Mingjun: "Take this person down first, bring him back to the government office, and interrogate him later."

Just as the yamen servant was about to make a move, Jue Mingjun yelled: "Wait a minute, I will go back to the government office with you." He knew that the pawns were coming, so he must have made preparations. Sin is implicated.The pawns committed crimes when they saw him, and they didn't press hard. He let him find a few stewards in the building, and after explaining the affairs, he hugged Jue Mingjun and returned to the government office. In the hall, only waiting for the pawns to come back from the detainees, and hastily passed the court trial, Jue Mingjun just stood with his hands behind his back, without saying a word, the government office has already received the order, and the people detained Jue Mingjun in the prison of the government office , locked in a separate prison.

Jun Jue Ming looked at the cold stone wall, there was a narrow bed beside the stone wall, the bed was a pile of thatch, and a small window only one foot square was opened on the high part of the stone wall, and the light came out from there. Other than that, there was nothing else in the prison. The jailer locked the door with an iron chain and left. Jun Jue Ming smiled wryly. It was the first time he stepped into this prison since he came to the human world. Disaster is really a trick of good fortune.

"Ha, another one came in." A gloating voice sounded from the prison next door, and a prisoner was leaning his face against the door and smiled at him, "What did you do?" Jun Jueming glanced at him and ignored him. , the prisoner talked to himself for a while, lost interest, glared at Jun Mingjun a few times, and left.

The prison cell was cloudy and cold, even the snakes, insects, rats and ants were completely frozen, so it was still clean. Jun Ming pulled up the thatch to expose the stone bed, sat cross-legged on the stone bed, and adjusted his breath. As it was getting darker, the jailer brought a bowl of cold rice with a few slices of cold vegetables on it, and put it on the ground in front of the prison door with a bowl of cold water. The people next door wailed several times, complaining that the food could not be swallowed. People didn't want to talk to him, so they took their share and ate.

The sky was completely dark, and footsteps and voices sounded again in the empty cell. The footsteps came from far to near, and stopped at the door of the cell where Jun Jue Ming was. Jun Jue Ming opened his eyes, and it was Ming Hui who came. He was holding a lantern in his hand and was wearing a big fur coat.

"Master." Minghui said softly.

Jun Jueming got off the stone bed and walked to the prison door, with the fence between them

"Master, who is so bold?" Ming Hui gritted his teeth and said, "How dare..."

Jue Mingjun waved his hand to make him stop, and said: "It's the Ninth Prince Liu Yuheng, Minghui, you inform the Master of the State Teacher, let him find a way to get Liu Yuheng and his attendants away, and just release me."

"Yes, master, but this place is far away from the capital, I'm afraid it will take some time, this prison..."

"It's okay, it's only a few days, let's go." Jun Jue Ming moved back to the stone bed.

Ming Hui nodded and said: "Then I will wrong the master for a few days, I will deal with it immediately, I have already inquired, they charged the master with the crime of fleeing as an official slave, and they want to send you to the quarry to do hard work, but recently A batch of slaves will leave in ten days."

"I see, Minghui, you can go."

Minghui bid farewell to Jue Mingjun, and hurried to report.

Jun Jueming used his spiritual power to continue to adjust his breath, and the exposure became deeper. The people in the next cell were covering a bed of torn cotton wool, shivering from the cold.

When Jun Jue Ming opened his eyes again, it was already dawn.

"You are quiet." Xia Qianqing stood outside the prison door with her hands behind her back, looking at Jun Ming who was motionless on the stone bed, and said, "If you hadn't opened your eyes, I would have thought you were dead."

Jun Ming didn't bother to talk to him.

Xia Qianqing didn't care, and continued: "The food in the prison is not good, right? Actually, I'm not a person who kills everything, as long as you are willing to be obedient, I can let you out."

Jun Jueming snorted coldly and said, "If you let me out, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to listen to."

Xia Qianjin chuckled twice and said: "It must be difficult for others to hear, come here." As soon as he finished speaking, four jailers rushed over and stood aside, Xia Qianqing pointed to the next few cells Said: "The weather has been cold recently, and many coolies in the quarry have died. Send those in the prison to save some prison food."

The jailer answered yes, and then escorted several prisoners from Jue Mingjun's cell nearby. Seeing that everyone had left, Xia Qing said: "This sounds much easier, and it's not too difficult. I just want you to Zhan Linfeng brought out the Han Kingdom, never let him step half a step into the Han Kingdom, let alone appear in front of the Ninth Prince."

Jun Jueming stepped off the stone bed, stood opposite Xia Qianqing, and said, "Why do you think Zhan Linfeng will listen to me?"

"Ha, others, I don't know. As for you, Zhan Linfeng treats you very well."

Zhan Linfeng is not normal to him, Zhan Linfeng is not normal to him, Jue Ming Jun's heart trembled, he was not unaware of this, but he just ignored it on purpose, but it really made Zhan Linfeng put down Han's property and follow He went far away, and Jue Mingjun felt that he was not so important in Zhan Linfeng's heart. He fiddled with the long hair hanging on his chest and said: "It's a pity that I don't want to leave Han at all, and I don't want to be forced leave."

"Hmph." Xia Qianqing stretched out his hand and turned it up and down. His hands are thin and his fingertips are long and thin." I don't care about you bumping into me and showing you a way out, but you are on your way to death. , I am the most compassionate person, you might as well think about it for a few more days, and if you figure it out, you can find the jailer just now to inform me, but you'd better think fast, this prison cell torture device is not just a decoration."

Jun Jueming took a few steps forward, separated from Xia Qianqing by only a fence, and said in a low voice: "I think the reason for your compassion is for yourself, right? In the matter of love, mutual consent is required, otherwise."

"Shut up." Xia Qianqing said in a low voice, "You'd better think about your own affairs, I'll give you three more days, and after three days, you won't be able to control yourself."

"It's not up to me now." Jun Jue Ming returned to the stone bed, closed his eyes and said nothing, Xia Qianqing flicked his sleeves and left.

At noon, the jailer still came over with a bowl of cold rice and a bowl of cold water.

Jun Jue Ming watched him put down the bowl, and said: "You don't have to give it away in the future." The jailer looked up and saw that he didn't intend to eat, and persuaded him: "It's better to die than to live, and you have a chance to go out if you survive." Jun Jue Ming didn't say a word , the jailer shook his head and left. He died of freezing and starving in this prison. Even if he was once a rich man, he had to bow his head and pick up this bowl of cold rice. Seen a lot.