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People in line complained.

A big man at the head of the queue shouted: "Which straight lady thief, dog and bird rules? Your father and I are about to starve to death, what kind of relief do you want to check?"

Pang Ji heard that this person was full of foul language, which was unbearable, so he looked at him carefully. I saw that although this big man was disheveled and sloppy, he looked like a big shoulder, a thick waist, and a face full of meat, and a few skinny hungry people behind him, which was completely different from the abyss.

"This person is also a hungry person?" Pang Ji said dissatisfiedly to Huo Yizheng.

Huo Yizheng's face was full of shame and irrefutable.

When the big man heard that the porridge was divided, the yacha said that this was the rule set up by the imperial court, and shouted even louder: "Where did the thief come from to take prisoner Genzi Qincha! What kind of rules have been set up that there is no heavenly clothing and no burial? God, this is clearly a matter of careless human life!"

When Pang Ji heard this, he was furious, strode forward and pointed at the man, and said sharply: "This official is the Qincha of the thief's prisoner!" and turned his head to the yacha behind him and said: "Come on! I sent this person's relief first, if it is verified that it is a fake victim, he will be sent to the prison and wait for the fate!"

When the big man heard that the person in front of him was Qincha, his arrogance suddenly decreased a little, but when he saw the appearance of Pang Ji's weak scholar, he was disdainful, thinking that he was so young and immature, it must be just a bluff. Then he said calmly: "I am from Qixi County, Tongshou Township, Qixi County." ”

Pang Ji hurriedly instructed the Yacha to investigate thoroughly, but Huo Yizheng stepped forward, attached it to Pang Ji's ear, and whispered: "The disaster in Tongshou Township in Qixi County is the most serious, and when the officials arrived to receive help, there was no one alive, and the lower officials were afraid that there would be no proof of death......

Seeing Huo Yi's embarrassed appearance, and seeing Pang Ji's frowns, he expected that they would have no way to deal with themselves, so he even provoked: "Isn't my lord going to investigate thoroughly?

Pang Ji was so angry that the green tendons on his forehead appeared, and he instructed the yacha beside him: "Arrest him, insult the officials of the imperial court, and beat him with a rod for eighty crimes!"

Yacha was about to make a move, but the big man hurriedly lay on the ground and said: "If the adults want to kill and scrape, you can do whatever you want, anyway, I plan to finish this meal, and I will be a full ghost on the road to see my family!"

He shouted loudly to everyone again: "But folks, everyone wants to help me testify, it was this court official who forced me to die!

The voice was so loud that even the people standing at the tail of the dragon could hear it clearly, but the people at the back of the line were all people who didn't know the truth.

For a moment, there was an uproar.

"You!"

Pang Ji has read sage books since he was a child, and he is surrounded by gentle and frugal people, and he has never met such a brazen scoundrel?

He pointed at the big man, his hands trembled with anger, and he was so angry that he was speechless.

Just as the two sides were at a stalemate, a sudden sound of horses' hooves was heard.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and a mighty group of people and horses stepped on, roughly counting, about dozens of people.

The yellow sand raised by the horse's hooves covers the sky and the earth.

In the rolling dust, Pang Ji felt that the figure of the leader seemed familiar, but he didn't see it very really, he only felt that he was carrying the light on his back, and his figure seemed to be covered with a layer of soft golden yellow, as if he was a god descending from the sky.

It wasn't until the horse came to him, and the man stepped on the stirrup, and turned over and dismounted in a dashing manner, that he realized—

"Shizi?"

It turned out to be the son of the Marquis of Anguo.

Pang Ji was puzzled, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface, and said: "I have seen the prince of Anguo. ”

Huo Yizheng saw Pang Ji so respectful, and he hurriedly bowed his hand to meet him.

Lexin nodded lightly, did not smile, looked coldly at the tense yacha and the big man, and asked indifferently: "What's the trouble?"

Huo Yizheng hurriedly told Lexin the whole story, so and so, and so on.

After hearing this, Lexin asked the big man, "You said you are a disaster victim?"

Seeing that Pang Ji was respectful to this person, Dahan thought that he should be a higher-level official, so he hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes! The grass people are the dead villagers of Tongshou Township, Qixi County!" and pointed to Pang Ji and said: "This court official wants to beat the grass people with a cane for no reason, and the grass will take people's lives, and ask the adults to avenge the small people!"

After that, he kept kowtowing to Lexin, and he didn't have the arrogance just now.

Lexin did not want to be the big man, nor did he order his subordinates to go down to investigate, but grabbed a handful of mud and sand on the ground.

The mud and sand were half dry and half wet, dirty and muddy, and I could vaguely see unknown maggots wriggling, which was really disgusting.

When everyone was puzzled, Le Xin slammed the mud and sand in his hand into one of the large pots containing rice soup, and snatched the long spoon of the yacha next to him, and stirred vigorously.

After a moment, making sure that the sediment evenly distributed the whole pot of porridge, he scooped up a bowl, handed it to the big man, and said solemnly: "Drink it." ”

The big man was shocked and angry, and in disbelief, he hurriedly waved his hand, and the bowl fell to the ground. He said angrily: "Is this what people eat? You guys, you are even protecting each other!"

He shouted loudly: "Fellow villagers and elders, they are protected by officials and officials, and they want officials to force the people to rebel!"

Lexin sneered: "You are not a disaster victim. ”

Dahan retorted: "You straight thief dog officer, what proof do you have-"

The word "evidence" of this "evidence" has not yet been exported, and the cold light flashes, and the big man is already in a different place.

The red blood splattered Lexin's head and face.

Dressed in a stone blue brocade robe, dyed with blood red, it is very strange to match it very well, and the most powerful painter in the world can't paint such a freehand splash of ink.

Lexin put away his sword, wiped the blood dripping from his eyebrows with his backhand, and said: "This is not a yamen, and this son does not need evidence." ”

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