In the palace, as soon as Cui Daoyuan left, someone from the Metropolitan Procuratorate came in and whispered in Cai Weizhou's ear to report the matter.

Outside the mansion, the people of Lanzhou City heard this earth-shattering shout, and people were curious to move closer to the Lanzhou Mansion to see what was going on.

Cui Daoyuan's face turned blue with anger, in his opinion, these actions of the displaced people were no longer petitions but blatant coercion of the government.

Now there are these untouchables gathering thousands of people to coerce the government, and there is Cai Weizhou Gong Gong to protect it, what kind of background is this Bai Luo, who can make so many people bother to help him.

Cui Daoyuan looked at the more and more people gathered in front of the yamen to watch the excitement, frowned, and coldly ordered: "Disperse these untouchables and drive them out of Lanzhou City." ”

"Yes." The servants saluted Cui Daoyuan and listened to the order.

More than 20 errand soldiers rushed into the villagers like tigers and wolves, raised the official sword and scabbard, and smashed it violently at the villagers of Baijia Village who were kneeling on the ground.

The exhausted villagers had little power to resist and fell in response.

They were struck to the ground one by one by the scabbard, the poplar copper-covered scabbard was thick and cold, and red and swollen scars immediately appeared on the skin exposed outside the ragged clothes, but they all quickly got up silently, knelt down again with the bloody wounds, gritted their teeth and continued to shout and petition for Bai Luo.

Of the whole thousand seven hundred and sixty-nine, not one of them stood up against the beating of the servants against a single finger;

Of the whole 1,769 men, not a single one was afraid to flee in the face of the most vicious servants with murder weapons;

Looking at this scene, all the people present at the gate of the government knew that these more than 1,000 people did not want to fight back, but did not dare to fight back.

They were afraid that their fight back would make Bai Luo's situation even more dangerous.

1,769 villagers of Baijia Village, enduring beatings, enduring shame, and enduring pain, knelt in front of the imperial court, and petitioned for Bai Luo.

A dozen or so officers were wielding their scabbards, struck through the crowd in rows, their scabbards already soaked in blood, and their arms were already sore from overexertion.

Behind these two dozen or so servants, there were villagers with blue noses and swollen faces, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, but still swollen cheeks, and slurred speech shouting for Bai Luo;

The villagers in front of them were blue with anger in their eyes, but they still tried their best to endure it, kneeling on the ground and refusing to take a step back, shouting for Bai Luo to petition the villagers.

The servants looked at the group in astonishment.

They have beaten the people, they have beaten the criminals, they have beaten many people of all kinds, some have resisted, some have screamed, some have tried to escape, no matter who they are, as long as the adults give an order, they have never relented.

However, they have never encountered anything like this today.

These unarmed people, who were worse than beggars, did not resist their beatings, and even the servants felt that they did not care much about the beatings that fell on them.

These people just kept being knocked down and got up again silently and continued to shout, stubbornly crazy to the point of frightening.

Somehow, the hands of the two dozen or so servants holding the scabbard actually felt a little weak in front of these people.

Twenty or so servants beat through the kneeling crowd in rows, like sickles harvesting leeks.

And after the harvest, the shouting was still the same, but the shout was mixed with the smell of blood.

There was no knocking out a person's voice, and there was no running to break up a person.

The villagers still stiffened their necks, knelt straight and shouted to the yamen: A total of 1,769 villagers in Baijia Village petitioned the Lord to commend the county magistrate of Anning County, Bai Luobai, and regarded the people as sons and cared for the people's merits.

Such a momentum is aggressive, as if it is not that they are kneeling on the ground and humbly petitioning the yamen; Rather, they are unleashing a surging repressed rebuke to the yamen; It's more like telling their respect and love for Bai Luo.

The villagers who had not been beaten knelt on the ground and shouted loudly;

The villagers, who were not seriously injured, clutched their bleeding wounds and shouted hoarsely;

The villagers, who had been beaten to the point of not being able to get up, were huddled in pain in the dust raised by the scabbard, but they were still struggling and shouting intermittently.

The shout was no longer neat, no longer loud and earth-shattering, but, 1,769 people, not a single voice was missing.

A total of 1,769 villagers in Baijia Village petitioned the adults to commend Bai Luobai, the county magistrate of Anning County, and regarded the people as sons and cared for the people's merits.

This scene, so tragic and tragic, made everyone on the lookers couldn't help but be moved, and this persistent voice also echoed unconsciously in the hearts of the onlookers:

Bai Luo, the onlookers murmured, wondering how this was an official who regarded the people as sons and cared for the people;

Bai Luo, the scabbard-wielding messenger muttered, and the fingers holding the scabbard were already white;

Bai Luo, Cui Daoyuan muttered, only regretting that he didn't seize the opportunity to beat this scourge to death in the court.

Whether you want it or not, whether you love it or not, the entire Lanzhou Mansion deeply remembers the name Bai Luo on this day.

"You, you all have to rebel!" Cui Daoyuan was simply angry, such a scene was seen by the Metropolitan Procuratorate, how would the imperial court view his governance.

This scene is simply a big stain on his official reputation.

At the critical moment, the ruthlessness in Cui Daoyuan's bones surfaced again.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Since you can't persuade you to leave, then don't go." ”

The leader of the errand on the side was stunned: "My lord, this is more than a thousand people, and the prison really can't be closed." ”

"There is no need to close the Lanzhou Mansion Prison," Cui Daoyuan said ruthlessly: "The newspaper guard sent troops over, and directly arrested them in the name of the rebellion of the displaced people, and locked them up in the prisoner of war camp." ”

The messenger was still beating frantically among the kneeling villagers, but the people of Lanzhou City who were watching on the sidelines couldn't bear to look at it.

Although the people of Lanzhou City don't know who this Bai Luo is, how can he be a bad official if he can get such support from the people.

It must be a good official who loves the people to get such support and respect from the people that the people would rather fight for their lives than protect it.

In such a world, good officials are rare.

Among the onlookers in Lanzhou City, looking at the tragic situation of the villagers of Baijia Village on the ground, the people thought of their own situation and felt the same way.

At this time, someone who was well informed finally explained the ins and outs of these homeless people in the crowd.

The onlookers finally realized that they were also ordinary people with a humble status in the continent country, and they knew what it meant to be reduced to an outcast, and what it meant to meet a good official who loved the people like a son.

They finally understood that these people had to fight for their lives, and they also had to try their best to protect Bai Luo.

Some soft-hearted women couldn't help but pull up their clothes and wipe away their tears sympathetically.

And the men, too, have red eyes.

"It's just some outcasts, if you don't retreat, don't blame me for being unkind." Cui Daoyuan finally warned.

"They are homeless people, and adults can't look down on them, so can we, the people who have lived in Anning County for generations, take a fancy to them?"

A voice replied loudly.

Cui Daoyuan turned around, only to see Cai Weizhou with a group of brightly dressed people, followed by a group of errands, walking towards the gate of the palace.

Cui Daoyuan almost felt that his heart was on fire, why is there this old ghost Cai everywhere, where did he come out again?