Chapter 112

The homeless people in the feudal era, even if it was a rebellion, were basically for a full bite to eat, what family and country feelings, what princes and princes would have a kind of Xiangning, they were all nonsense, ** they were all full of warmth before they could think, you couldn't even mix food and clothing and wanted to rule the world, then don't rebel, it is a better choice to go to heaven in the faint firelight, maybe you can dream of the bone that the village head Wang Laocai's house fed the dog.

So Yang Shangjing stood in front of this group of homeless people, his eyes swept over these people one by one, and he saw that these people lowered their heads in turn, that was called a panic, that was called humility, and that was called a ...... Don't dare to look up.

However, in this way, Yang Shangjing was depressed, you didn't raise your heads one by one, and you didn't show your faces to the county, how could the county and these fast catchers under your hands find out the clues of whether you are a killer from your performance? It's so uncooperative!

So he simply shouted: "Raise your heads, if anyone dares not to raise their heads, drag them out and beat forty!" ”

What is better to use than the ethereal official authority is the real board, the homeless people lowered their heads, their eyes swept over the thick and long water and fire sticks in the hands of the soaps, and they became honest in an instant, raised their heads, and looked at Yang Shangjing tremblingly.

At this time, Yang Shangjing was carefully observing the actions of more than a dozen people, after all, he had learned psychology, even the most professionally trained killers would show a little difference at this time, such as the trade-offs and hesitations of the homeless, killers who despise authority from their hearts will not exist at all, this is a perennial training, and they can't pretend to be like it.

However, after looking around, he didn't find such a slightly different person, Yang Shangjing couldn't help but sigh, looking for a killer with real things in the entire county, it's really like looking for a needle in a haystack, even if I knew that this was no different from buying a lottery ticket, but I always had to save a little luck in my heart, didn't I?

"Yang Daling, I'm afraid that the killer is not among these people." Liu Quan approached Yang Shangjing and said in a low voice.

Yang Shangjing nodded to indicate that he understood, and then waved his hand: "Take it all down, take it to the class room, and carefully interrogate it, who is the person, why did you come to my Huangyan County, inform Liu Qidao, everything is done according to my Ming law." ”

Listening to the words "careful interrogation", the faces of these homeless people changed, they all knew that once the county order ordered "careful interrogation", the following will definitely be conveyed as "strict interrogation", and when it is executed, it will become "severe torture", and the two of them knew at a glance that it was an old homeless person who had wandered through several county towns When they heard it, they immediately shuddered, and knelt down with a grunt: "Lord Qingtian......

However, their words can only be said here, the soap Li who was standing on both sides immediately rushed over, slapped down with two sticks, and directly smashed the rest of the words back, which was still wearing shackles, and directly blocked his mouth, judging from the facial expressions of the two people, whether it was the strength of the two errands or the things that were stuffed into their mouths, they were not very pleasant.

The displaced people in the feudal era, in terms of status, are probably the untouchables of the era, whether it is the arrest of the prison envoy or the local servants, they are all commonplace, and Yang Shangjing, who has launched the battle of destroying the door, will not have any pity because of this little nonsense.

Yang Shangjing waved his hand, so one or two homeless people were driven by the officials, with shackles and shackles, and went in the direction of the cell. ”

The soap Li replied, retreated, and after a while, a ragged homeless person was bombarded up, obviously these people even if they were in the city, they would do some of the most despicable work, barely mix a food and clothing, maybe it would be more than wandering in the wilderness, Yang Shangjing and Liu Quan observed for a while, but they didn't observe anything, so they waved their hands and let them go.

The killer who can assassinate the master must also be the master who walks with the wind on the soles of his feet and brushes his sleeves like rain, and he must not be mixed with a group of low-level homeless, not to mention anything else, the nutrition can't keep up, and he doesn't have the physical strength to kill, just the bruises on Liu Qi's right wrist are not something that these thin and withered homeless people can pinch.

Unlike the previous group of homeless people who were fairly well-dressed, these homeless people looked numb when they walked down, and their eyes were full of life, and they didn't even have the heart to argue, and it was obvious that for them, a less painful, or not painful way to die, such as beheading, was also a good relief.

After a whole day's work, Yang Shangjing didn't do anything else, just dealt with the homeless here, but after seeing that his eyes were spent, he had a slight face blindness, and he didn't find a little similar, and there were more than 20 homeless people waiting behind, and there were more than 100 hidden hukou people such as "Little Second No. 3" and "Third Son No. 4" dug out from home everywhere.

"The right is here today, and the rest of the people will be said tomorrow, and they will be put into a cell together, strictly guarded, and not one of them will be let go!" Yang Shangjing patted the startled wood, and the soaps on both sides should be in unison, Yang Shangjing stood up, turned the screen, and walked towards the back office, and couldn't help yawning.

"Hey, this one-size-fits-all...... It's really a good prescription, no wonder the bureaucrats like it, you see how many homeless people and how many hidden hukou are directly cut out by me? The number of people on this yellow book is bullish, and my official voice is estimated to be going up, right? Yang Shangjing shook his head, sat in the pavilion in the courtyard with emotion, Zhiqin immediately came over with tea, poured it lightly for him, and then began to pinch his shoulder.

However, Yang Shangjing, who squinted slightly, was thinking about another thing, that is, how to keep himself from being dealt with by the people below with a one-size-fits-all approach, compared to the killer who is likely to be a rat trap, or the one-size-fits-all of the people below is more threatening: "Generally, if you do this below, in addition to managing the benefits of the civilians, there is only one left, for example, I, the magistrate, want to throttle the expenditure, and deduct a little subsidy from the horse. When the time comes, it's not him who scolds him, but me......"

However, after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't find any good way, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip in a distraught, but he didn't want to drink a piece of tea in his mouth, he couldn't help frowning, and spit out the tea leaves: "Skiff!" ”