"Uncle, don't be afraid, I don't believe that Lang Lang Qiankun doesn't have a royal law anymore?" Qingqing grabbed the shopkeeper and looked at the man who was staring at him.

"Little sister, it's really naïve, this Lang Lang Qiankun has the royal law, but the royal law is in the hands of officials and rich people, understand? Come here, my brother will teach you well. The man came over with a hippie smile and punched him in the chest, knocking him back several steps.

"You Diaomin, see how I clean you up when I turn around?" The man clutched his chest and pointed at Zhang Xiang viciously, and the shopkeeper hurriedly pushed Zhang Xiang to the door and told him to hurry up.

"Don't be afraid, uncle, I am the master of the county government, and I took my sister out for a stroll today, and I have to take care of it just in time." Zhang Xiang felt that he should show his identity at this time.

"Master? Who are you bluffing? The county government has not had a master for half a year. The man sneered and looked at Zhang Xiang, as if he had seen through Zhang Xiang's lie.

"Whether it's true or not, you can find out when you go back to the county government with me." Zhang Xiang grabbed the man by the collar and dragged him out of the store.

"The gentleman doesn't move his mouth, you let go." The man muttered that he was being dragged away by Zhang Xiang, and the shopkeeper closed the door and walked with him. Qingqing went back in advance to arrange for the personnel of the county government to avoid revealing the stuffing.

When Zhang Xiang dragged the man to the gate of the county office, the woman pretended to be a servant and escorted him into the public hall with a knife, and Zhang Xiang sat down at the table next to the public hall and began to interrogate the man.

"What are you? The county master is not here, and I don't care about anyone. "The man was very arrogant.

"The county lord is unwell and specially sent a message to let the master handle all affairs on his behalf, here is the official seal and handwritten letter of the county lord, he is resting in the backyard, you can go to 2 to ask if you don't believe it." Qingqing took out the official seal and put it on the table where the county official was sitting, and she threw a letter to the man.

Zhang Xiang sat down in the front of the public hall and slapped the wood awake, and the letter in the frightened man's hand fell to the ground. At this time, the shopkeeper also went to court, and the two told the matter in detail, and the rights and wrongs were clear at a glance.

The man was not convinced, saying that Zhang Xiang was only a master who was not qualified to judge, and he wanted to find his father who was an old man to come over and judge together, Zhang Xiang glanced at Qingqing who was hiding behind the curtain, Qingqing nodded, and just took the opportunity to clean up the personnel in the cell.

Qingqing personally went to the county jail to find the cell head, but he was not there, and the jailer heard that it was the county lord who was looking for the cell head, so he flattered Qingqing to find it, and asked Qingqing to wait here, and the drunk cell head that he drank for about half an hour was found and there was a strong smell of rouge on his body, and he didn't have to guess where he drank the wine.

Qingqing frowned, said what he meant, and then turned around and left, the cell head was stunned, and found three or four jailers to help him go to the county office. Qingqing saw the actions of these people and felt sorry for the people in Yunyong, how could the lives of people under such a ruling class be good.

The cell head staggered to the public hall and sat down on a chair next to him, and his son ran over and hugged his thigh and wept bitterly.

"Who are you? How do you sit in the position of the county lord? Do you want to rebel? The cell boss looked at Zhang Xiang and asked sharply, Zhang Xiang didn't speak, just took the official seal in his hand and hung it, and the cell boss stopped talking.

"As the cell leader, you take the monthly salary of the imperial court, drink alcohol during the duty time, resign, and lawlessness in the court, you should be guilty of one more degree, come on, hit fifty boards first!" Zhang Xiang threw the token to the ground domineeringly, and the pretending officials knocked on the wooden board excitedly. The jailer who came with him looked at the cell head at a loss.