At this time, it was already afternoon, and the crowded crowd gradually dispersed. Just as Guo Lao was about to turn the paper donkey into a white donkey and leave, Tu Shisheng, the butler of pigs and buyers of meat, came in a hurry, bowed and said,"Senior, I have a big problem in my late life, and I want to trouble you." Guo Lao collected the paper donkey. After entering the scarf box, he said:"No trouble, I would like to hear. What kind of trouble are you encountering?"

Tu Shisheng bowed again, straightened his back, and said confidently:"It's a long story, but a long story is short. Late student Our ancestors have been slaughtering for five generations, and my family makes a living by killing pigs and selling meat. It is said that there is a fire-headed soldier in Nanyang who manages the stove in the government office. He comes to cut pork and cuts it every day. He does not give any money and only calls"credit". For three years, I went to ask for the debt, and my parents also went to ask for the money they owed, but they were all pushed out of the yamen. The township official said:"The yamen officials can't afford to offend, so I just let them be at their mercy. Is this how it should be?!"

Guo Laodao said :"How can you let him be slaughtered! You can go beyond the level and file a lawsuit against him." The butcher said:"As the saying goes: The government offices in the world open to the south. If you have reason or no money, don't come in. My parents don't allow me to file a lawsuit. If I don't file a lawsuit, how can I get my debt back? ?" Guo Lao said:"Who is the Huotou Army? What is his surname? How many cuts have been made in three years? How much money is it in total?" Tu Shisheng said:"The surname of the person in charge of food is Yin. They call him Boss Yin. He is about forty years old and has bright eyes. He is fierce, has a round head and a melon head, and is of medium build. He cuts pork every day, and takes out five kilograms every day. Counting three years and one thousand days, he has cut five thousand kilograms."

Guo Lao was surprised and said:"It's scary, there are about fifty pigs. Pigs! Just settle the account based on the price of the raw pigs, and you should return the money for fifty pigs to your family." The butcher said:"It's difficult, I'm afraid if you don't come back, you will be harmed." Guo Lao said clearly:"Datang The criminal law is strict and the country is peaceful and the people are safe, but there are such treacherous and unethical people. Don't let it go. I'll write a piece of paper with you, why is it difficult!" Tu Shisheng said:"Everyone in the yamen goes up and down, and Boss Na Yin vents his breath through the same nostril, and he can't even get in through the gate. Oh."

Zhang Guolao said:"It doesn't matter, I have your back and will help you secretly, so you just go and file a complaint." After that, he took out pen and paper from the towel box, and took out the inkstone and ink block. Tu Shisheng fetched water to assist in grinding ink. Guo Lao dipped his brush in ink, wrote a lawsuit, and submitted it to him.

No need to beat around the bush. But the next day, Tu Shisheng complained to the Yamen, and Zhang Guolao was empty-handed and peeked behind his back. The doorman was very angry. When he saw Tu Shisheng, he stepped forward and chased him away. He pointed at the bridge of the butcher's nose and shouted:"Get out! You dare to look for trouble! If you don't get out, you will be served with water, fire and sticks!" As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped where he was. Unable to move, dumbfounded, like a zombie.

Tu Shisheng was quite surprised and frightened. When he looked back, he saw that Mr. Guo only gave him a wink, so he understood what he meant and went to knock on the door to complain. Dong dong dong, beating the drum angrily. Two government officials came up and saw that it was Tu Shisheng who was selling meat. They both raised their long scabbards and were about to beat him. They said sternly:"Looking for death! If you dare to knock on the door and complain again, your head will be removed!" Just after saying this, He couldn't move anymore, and was frozen in front of the gate drum, with both hands still holding the scabbard.

Tu Shisheng saw that Zhang Guolao was trying to help him with his eyesight again, so he took the risk and stepped into the Yamen. I saw an official being promoted to court, but I didn’t know what official position he was in. Not caring about that, he rushed in, holding a piece of paper on his head, and handed it to the officer. Two rows of people on both sides were doing martial arts with water, fire, sticks and boards, shouting in unison:"Wei...wei". The chief officer read the petition and was furious. He smashed the gavel on the table and ordered Mr. Yin to be taken to court. The two sides immediately confronted each other, and the Indian prisoner confessed without regret and was detained on the spot. The superior officer ordered him to be imprisoned and ordered Tu Shisheng to withdraw temporarily and wait for compensation.

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