The horse-faced man swung his knife and slashed his hand, this happened so suddenly that Xu Wen didn't react.

He has been thinking about one thing before and after: what should be done in this situation?

It is a fact that 38 craftsmen from Nanyue rushed into the temporary residence of the Fengchun people, smashed and looted, and injured people.

No matter what happened to them before, what the reason is, the facts are the facts, and if they make mistakes, they should be punished.

But petty theft has a penalty for petty theft, a roadblock robbery has a penalty for roadblock robbery, and a murder has a punishment for homicide.

You can't have the same punishment for all crimes, even if it's the same crime, and there is a difference between the principal and the accessory.

Thirty-eight Nanyue craftsmen, without trial or question, directly cut off their hands and were exiled, obviously to settle the immediate dispute, that is, lazy government!

Just like Mr. Cha said, intimidating this group of Fengchun people so that they don't dare to do anything again in the future must also be the reason, but there is also one of the most important factors, that is, this group of Nanyue craftsmen is worthless, it is their crime, so they just throw them out to block the gun, it is not worth doing anything more for them.

In the spring, people have encountered natural disasters and man-made disasters, which are very pitiful, and Xu Wen is very sympathetic to them.

But he himself is a craftsman, and he is in a different situation from these Nanyue craftsmen, but he has the same position, and he has the same compassion for them.

Seeing that things are about to go in the direction he least wants to see, he doesn't want to sit idly by anymore, he wants to stand up and do his part as much as possible!

Lei Zhutou looked at him intently for a while, and did not express his position immediately.

"Lord Lei, let's do what needs to be done first. The horse-faced man frowned and looked at Xu Wen, his gaze lingering on him for a moment - craftsmen have specific clothing, and they are easy to recognize.

Xu Wen walked up to Lei Zhutou and stretched out his hand.

Lei Zhutou was still looking at him, and after a while, he actually handed him the letter in his hand.

"Lord Lei!" the horse-faced man shouted angrily.

"I'm not in a hurry to solve this kind of thing, what are you anxious about?" Lei Zhutou didn't bother at him out of the corner of his eye, and said coldly.

The letter is in an envelope, fine rice paper, snow-white and flexible, and the ink color is bright.

The content of the letter was only two or three lines, similar to what Lei Zhutou said, and it was more obviously loose.

Xu Wen didn't look at it much, but paid attention to the signature and imprint of the letter.

The name of Lvlin Town is the town, but it is actually a county level, and the chief official is a magistrate surnamed Chen.

This short note was written by Chen Zhixian, and there are both private and official seals at the back, and the shape is very irregular.

In a place like Jiangnan Road, this kind of private message is very common even if it is stamped, and even if it is handed to it, it can impeach the chief official, but in the Western Desert, this kind of order is obviously enough......

"Thank you, Lord Ray. But there is one more thing that I don't know very well, who is nominally under the control of the craftsmen who are sent to live in various places, who is responsible for managing them, and who should deal with them if they commit crimes?" Xu Wen folded the letter and put it back in the envelope, and continued to ask, with a very humble and polite attitude.

Xu asked who he was, and Lei Zhutou was actually a little impressed. Such a small craftsman, he can actually ignore it, but now for some reason, he has to answer all questions, and his attitude is indifferent but thoughtful: "Nominally, it is directly under the Ministry of Industry, and the craftsmen at all levels are in charge." However, if a crime is committed in the locality, the magistrate also has the right to deal with it. ”

This is similar to what Xu Wen thought.

"What about priorities?" he asked.

"The direct craftsman is preferred, and the rest are secondary. Lei Zhutou replied skillfully.

"In other words, if a subordinate craftsman gives a different order, the execution of this order can be suspended?"

"When it is. ”

During the conversation, Xu Wen looked at the other end from a distance.

It was a dirt slope, and the angle was right on this side. Not long ago, the pony was on the dirt slope, and now the people are gone.

"Can you please wait a while?" Xu Wen retracted his gaze and asked calmly.

Unconsciously, Xu Wen's temperament has changed a little compared to when he first arrived in this world.

Something continued to be internalized, something was so prominent that it gave him a certain convincing feeling, and just standing there and speaking calmly made people want to listen to him.

Of course, not everyone would think so, the horse-faced man's brows immediately furrowed, turned to Lei to catch his head, and said very dissatisfied: "Lord Lei, this city gate has been blocked for a long time, and if the matter is not resolved, I am afraid that something big will happen." ”

Before he finished speaking, Lei Zhutou had already spoken: "Then wait a while." A cup of tea can not be longer. ”

A cup of tea, about fifteen minutes, is indeed a short time, but at such a time, every minute and every second counts.

Hearing that it was only a tea time, the horse-faced man didn't say anything more, looked at Xu Wen coldly, pulled out his knife, and wiped it slowly.

The sword light was reflected in the dim skylight, and the red blood stains left on it were mixed with the original brown blood spots, which was very dazzling.

In fact, Xu Wen was still thinking about who this person was and why he did it, but after seeing him cut off the craftsman's arm, he had no interest in asking more.

Does it make sense to ask why a neuropathy goes crazy?

"Thank you, then, sir. Xu Wen took a deep breath, whispered to Xu Xihuai to find a doctor, and then turned around and ran.

The ponies are nowhere to be seen, most likely because they heard their conversation and ran to find someone.

But he can't bet his hopes on Pony alone, and if he guesses correctly, Pony may not find the right person!

Xu Wen ran wildly all the way to the United Office.

He kept counting the time in his mind, and for the first time he felt why the Union Office was so far away from the city gate.

Fifteen minutes includes the round trip, and he has to be there in seven minutes, and find someone.

And there is only one chance, you must find the right person, find the wrong one, it will be too late!

Who can be useful in this case?

Xu Wen ran at the fastest speed now, rushed into the United Office in four minutes and eighteen seconds, and saw Qiu Yueming at a glance.

"Where's Lord Yan, is he there?" Xu Wen grabbed Qiu Yueming and asked impatiently.

Qiu Yueming's expression was a little strange, and she asked, "Are you looking for Lord Yan, aren't you Master Wei?"

"You know what's going on outside!Yes, I'm looking for Lord Yan!" Xu Wen knew that he knew when he heard it, and he was impatient to talk to him more, and anxiously pushed him away to go to the Song Wind Courtyard.

"Lord Yan is not here. Qiu Yueming said behind Xu Wen.

"No, where did he go?" Xu Wen instantly became anxious.

"I don't know, but he asked me to keep this for you. ”

"What?"

Xu Wen turned around and saw Qiu Yueming holding a piece of paper in his hand, which seemed to be a letter.

Yan Ji wrote it to him?

Xu Wen took the letter and looked at it at a glance.

To be precise, this is not a letter, but a letter.

What was written above was exactly what Yan Ji told him last time, but it was a little more complete and specific.

After reading it, Xu Wen immediately understood what Yan Ji meant.