Then Qiu Mingyang went straight to the drum of grievances, picked up the drumsticks placed on the side, and hit the big drum in front of him.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The deafening drum sound immediately came out, startling the entire yamen, and the purpose of the drum was naturally to alarm the dog officials in the yamen, otherwise it would not have been called the drum of injustice.

Of course, this drum will not only alarm the dog officials in the back hall, but also the people in the back, it is always the nature of the people to watch the excitement, not to mention that in the ancient feudal dynasty with no entertainment programs, a sesame seed-sized thing can be taken out and blown for a month, not to mention that someone has played the drum now, but the people who know that they have just died here naturally dare not come, they are afraid of provoking the existence that should not be provoked, and the people can watch the excitement like this, But there is absolutely no desire to be mixed into it.

However, most of the people didn't know what was going on here, so in the spirit of not missing the excitement, the people hurriedly put down what they were doing and rushed to the yamen, just to know what was going on.

However, the people had just come to the gate of the yamen, and saw the corpses of more than a dozen officials lying on the ground, and when they saw Qiu Mingyang carrying a bloody knife, where did they dare to stay there, they immediately turned around and fled back faster than when they came, and they didn't dare to stay here for a moment at all, for fear that Qiu Mingyang would kill them and me, after all, even more than a dozen of the officials died, and wouldn't it be even more unscrupulous to kill a few more poor people?

The changes in the streets outside the yamen naturally fell into Qiu Mingyang's eyes, but Qiu Mingyang was not so embarrassed by these bitter ordinary people, so he let them go.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Qiu Mingyang's sound of drumming continued, and finally reached the ears of the prefect in the back hall of the yamen, at this time, the prefect was holding a concubine he had newly included in the room to make love, but he was unexpectedly interrupted by the sound of the drum, and his mood immediately became irritable.

"My lord, there are people beating drums and shouting grievances at the entrance of the yamen outside, please make a decision!" And at this time, outside the prefect's room, there was a person standing there respectfully, reporting to the prefect what was happening outside.

I saw that this person was middle-aged, with a three-inch beard, and he was dressed in the style of a literati, and he was the prefect's master Wenxing.

"Master Wen, Master Ben is resting, what are you arguing about!" In the room, the prefect lifted the curtain on the bed and shouted dissatisfiedly at Master Wen, who was talking outside.

"Master, someone beat the drum to voice grievances, and his subordinates had to do it as a last resort, so I came to call him!" Master Wen outside the door knew that he would be trained, but there was no way, who let him take the errand of the master, so he immediately replied.

"Master, is there someone beating a drum outside?" On the bed in the room, a woman's voice came, it was the prefect's concubine.

"It's okay, concubine, don't worry about him, this Master Wen, it's so annoying all day long, and this drum beating is also wronged, but it's really disappointing to come at this time, no matter what he is, let's continue!" As soon as the prefect heard the voice of the beauty on the bed, he immediately changed his face, put his arm on the shoulders of his concubine, and said happily.

"Master, depending on the concubine, the master should go to the court, just take the opportunity to get some filial piety, isn't it a beautiful thing!" The prefect's concubine is also a greedy lord, so she immediately dissuaded her.

"Yes, make a profit, what the concubine said is reasonable, this time Lord Ben wants to see who it is, eat the ambitious leopard, dare to beat the drum at this time, if the silver given can't satisfy Lord Ben, then Lord Ben will let him go to prison, hahaha." As soon as the prefect heard that what the concubine said was reasonable, he immediately agreed, and he had already thought about taking the opportunity to extort a sum of money.

However, if he knew that it was Qiu Mingyang, the killing god, who came out to kill him, he didn't know if he could laugh or not.

"Quick, get dressed, Lord Ben is going to ascend!"

"Yes, sir, the concubine is here to serve you and dress!"

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After a long wait, the prefect finally got dressed, yawned, and walked towards the court in the company of Master Wen.

Subsequently, the prefect sat in the middle slowly, and Master Wen stood next to the prefect.

The prefect raised his hand and picked up the startling wood on the desk, and suddenly slapped it, and a deafening sound of "pop" came.

"Wei ...... Wu ......"

Immediately afterwards, the official held a wooden stick, knocked on the ground, and shouted mightily in a long voice, which was quite imposing.

"Come on, bring the people who beat the drum and voice the grievances to the court!" When the voice of the servant lagged behind, Master Wen immediately shouted.

The two of the officials were about to go to the yamen to bring the drums to the people who were wronged, but at this time the accident happened.

"No need, I'm already here!" At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came.

Qiu Mingyang was already carrying a bloody knife, holding his head high, and walked to the public hall of the yamen, looking at the official who was sitting on the high hall, he must be the prefect.

Qiu Mingyang has been paying attention to the court, so he already knew about it as soon as the prefect came, so he didn't wait for the official to summon him, but rushed directly to the court.

"Who is standing below, why don't you kneel when you see this official, and what do you want to do with a bloody steel knife?" When the prefect saw Qiu Mingyang coming with a knife, he took a closer look, and it turned out to be a Taoist priest, but it didn't matter, as long as he gave the silver, it didn't matter who you were, he immediately began to ask seriously.

"Manly, big husband, standing up to the sky and the earth, there is countless gold under his knees, how can he kneel casually, let alone you as a dog official!" Qiu Mingyang stood in the public hall, held his head high, looked at the prefect sitting in front of the hall, and immediately said with righteousness and awe.

"What? Daring! Dare to call Lord Ben a dog official, come on, quickly take it down for Lord Ben, and hit the thirty boards! As soon as the prefect heard Qiu Mingyang's presumptuous words, he was immediately furious.

As soon as the officials heard the prefect's order, they immediately came with sticks and wanted to inflict violence on Qiu Mingyang.

"Wait, don't you want to know why I'm here?" When Qiu Mingyang saw the actions of the officials, he immediately spoke.

As soon as Qiu Mingyang said this, the officials stopped and began to turn their heads to look at the prefect sitting in front of the hall, looking at a loss.

"My lord, listen to what he has to say, if the filial piety is not enough, it will not be too late to fight!" At this time, Master Wen on the side also fully played his role as a dog-headed military advisor, bent down to attach to the prefect's ear, and began to whisper, looking very obscene.

"Well, that's great! Hey! When the prefect heard what Master Wen said was very reasonable, he also nodded and smiled.

The prefect and Master Wen whispered in front of the hall, although their voices were very small, how could this be hidden from Qiu Mingyang's ears.