After Hu Tingyu got the report from the soldiers, he didn't care about wearing armor, and carried a spear and led more than a dozen soldiers to the east city gate

"Damn it. The pen and the fun and the pavilion are www.biquge.info prosperous, and the law is strict, and in a place like Zhibei County, where the folk customs are simple, there are still people who dare to steal, and they really don't know whether they are alive or dead. ”

Thinking of this, Hu Tingyu's eyes were extremely cold, and his whole body was shrouded in a kind of evil aura, as if it was a demon knife that was about to drink human blood.

I really don't know whether to live or die!

Today is not a troubled time, and the era of anti-king and rising up has long passed.

Daqian has been a country for 300 years, the national strength is at its peak, the people are stable, and their luck is like cooking in oil.

In this environment, any dragon will not have a bright future, and in the end, Emperor Qiandi will slowly wear off his own luck and lose his qualification to compete in the world.

For generations, the true dragon began from the grass.

Daqian Taizu was born in a reckless manner.

After Taizu ascended the throne, he was worried that he would give birth to a dragon in the recklessness, break the golden lock, and get rid of the dragon.

Therefore, Taizu's pressure on the reckless is far greater than that of previous dynasties.

Not only a wide range of bandits, but also those who follow the bandits, all the punishments, and the crimes of the three tribes, the children are either exiled or imprisoned.

The head of the Beijing view can be seen everywhere, and there is no one in the world who dares to follow the bandits.

Before Taizu returned to the sky, he was still worried about the resurgence of recklessness and affecting the 10,000-year foundation of future generations. He also personally issued several decrees, and even revised the "Great Cadre Law" to define banditry as a serious crime.

Because of Taizu's background, officials at all levels of the Great Cadres have cracked down most severely on bandits, and as long as they are determined to be bandits, not only will they be shown to the public, but even their family members will be implicated.

It is precisely for this reason that although there are bandits in the big cadres, there are no big bandits.

"The inspector has arrived!"

Hu Tingyu, who was wearing a scarlet cloak, had his entire cheeks hidden under the felt hat, but there was an indescribable gloom all over his body.

As if it were contagious, all the soldiers tensed up, their bodies straightened, and they pierced into the air like javelins.

Because they know that this is a precursor to the anger of the inspector and about to kill.

"Bandits, where are the bandits?"

"I think there are people who have lived a peaceful life for a long time and don't want to live anymore. ”

Hu Tingyu's eyes were scarlet, his voice was cold, and the few people who were close to him instantly had a feeling that the blood in his whole body was frozen.

A little farther away from him, he felt that his whole body was brushed by chicken feathers, and a layer of pimples suddenly appeared.

"My lord, my lord, the bandits attacked the Situ Mansion in the east of the city, and the dead body lay on the ground. ”

"Situ Mansion in the east of the city!"

Hu Tingyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the killing intent on his body instantly became several times stronger than just now. Gritting his teeth, he squeezed out a sound that was enough to freeze the spring water.

"Good, very good, not only from the bandits, but also to attack the famous Xiucai. That's a lot of guts. ”

"I just don't know if it's their stiff necks or Hon-sama's hard knives. ”

"Bandits, where are the bandits?"

Fu Juren, who was dressed in Confucian clothes, held a long sword, accompanied by several Confucian students, and came to the gate of the city, just in time to collide with Hu Tingyu and others.

His eyes looked around privately, but he didn't find the figure of the bandit, so he asked with some curiosity.

Inspector Hu Tingyu was not surprised by the arrival of Fu Juren, in addition to being courageous, able to fight with words, and killing people with poetry, most of the Confucian scholars had martial arts.

Confucianism stresses loyalty to the monarch and patriotism.

According to the Great Cadre Law, Confucian scholars enjoy the natural treatment of the imperial court, but they also have the duty of guarding the land and securing the people.

Zhibei County was attacked by bandits, and it was reasonable for Fu Juren and others to come over.

"Boss, it's not that the county town was robbed by bandits, but that Situ Mansion in the east of the city was robbed. ”

Inspector Hu Tingyu hurriedly replied.

"East of the city, Situ Mansion!"

Fu Juren's eyes froze suddenly, and then instantly seemed to be an open kaleidoscope, shock, worry, disbelief, anger, killing intent and many other emotions mixed with each other.

Originally, he didn't pay attention to the bandits' attack on the city. Although his official position is not high, he is a clear stream and has deep personal relations with the government and China.

Naturally, he knew the attitude of the imperial court towards the bandits, and even more so that under the suppression and blows of the imperial court for many years, the reckless power had been weakened to the extreme. There are no big bandits in Daqian at all, and even if there are occasionally a few meat people who occupy the mountains as kings, most of them are ordinary people who cannot survive.

Such a person simply does not have the courage to attack the county seat, and even if there are real people who do not know whether they are alive or dead.

Then the van soldiers and the government soldiers will suppress them in an instant.

Therefore, bringing Confucian disciples to support is more of a gesture and a kind of work that is just a formality.

However, when he heard that it was not the county seat that was attacked, but Situ Mansion, which was located in the east of the city, everything became completely different.

"Boss, Mr. Situ is a handsome man in Beixian County. God is jealous of talents, God is jealous of talents!"

The villagers, who regarded themselves as scholars, thumped their chests, made painful expressions, and shouted loudly in mournful voices.

Fu Juren looked at these villagers whose words and deeds revealed vulgarity and pretentious expressions, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he felt a burst of disgust in his heart.

"Who are you waiting for? Who is the disciple who won the fame that year?"

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't remember the slightest impression, and Fu Juren asked in some surprise.

"This... ”

Pounding their chests and feet, they were grief-stricken, and the expressions on the faces of several people who were full of words suddenly stiffened, and under Fu Juren's forced gaze, they lowered their heads a little in disdain, with an embarrassed look on their faces.

"We have learned from the Patriarchal School, but we have always admired the teachings of the saints... ”

Fu Juren's face was a little pale, and he glanced at a few people in surprise. The people around also showed a look of disdain in their eyes.

There were many people who looked at the embarrassed people, their mouths were wide open, and their eyes showed disbelief, but then their eyes showed the emotions of being deceived and angry.

It turned out that these people turned out to be indiscriminate people.

In the past, relying on literacy and hyphenation, he regarded himself as a member of the Confucian Holy Gate, and with the help of the people's reverence for Confucian disciples, he did not do much to bully men and women.

Unexpectedly, they wanted to have a relationship with Fu Juren through the matter of Situ's execution.

But what they didn't expect was that their performance was too pompous and funny, and they were instantly recognized by Fu Juren.

"Pull down these scammers who are still deceived and insulted my Confucian reputation. ”

Looking at those sour people who were pale and trembling all over, as if they had been blistered in water, and the smell of sweat was stinking to their noses, Fu Juren instantly lost the desire to talk to them.

whispered a few words to the people around him, and a soldier stepped forward, twisted the arms of several people, and dragged them away like a dead dog.

The farmers who had been bullied and blackmailed by a few people couldn't help but clap their hands secretly in their hearts and applaud loudly.

"Yes, you deserve it!"

Such people should be sentenced so that they no longer dare to insult the people. ”

"What a damn thing. ”

Fu Juren seemed to have been touched by someone, his eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice. The few people who were dragged away only felt trembling in their hearts when they heard Fu Juren's words containing murderous intent, and their crotch was hot and humid.

Everyone involuntarily covered their mouths and noses with their hands, and some people deliberately looked at the crotch of the man who first reported the news, his eyes jumped, his eyebrows shrugged, and his face was playful.

The man who only looked at it had a stronger look of shame on his face, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill into.