readx;? Chapter 2: Penny (12)

"This ......" Ning Ziming has little experience, and he has never heard of Xu Yanwu's words before. The www.biquge.info of the pen and the fun pavilion instinctively froze for a moment, and turned his head to seek confirmation from a cadre of local officials who assassinated Shi Yamen.

As if they couldn't bear to face his simple gaze, including the Assassin King Fu, all the local officials lowered their heads slightly one by one, speechless.

At the same age, the vast majority of them are as simple and kind as Ning Ziming now, and they are ambitious. I also firmly believed that after I became an official, I would be fair and honest and serve the country and the people. However, as they grew older and more experienced, they slowly discovered that their youthful thoughts were the most wishful dreams in the world.

The so-called justice and fairness are pure nonsense, and the law of the jungle is the principle of heaven. If you want to be a good official, the biggest secret is to forget those dreams when you were a teenager and always stand by the side of the strong. Right, groveling, bending to welcome. On the other hand, it tends to be inflammatory, and it is a good relationship.

In other words, if you want to be a good official who is praised by everyone, you can't talk about conscience and fairness. In addition to patting Sima's fart, governing the place is to damage the weak and make up for the strong, and go against the sky. First, conniving at the powerful to recruit the brave in the countryside and suppress the people. and then use the strong to restrain the brave in the countryside, so that they do not dare to make trouble easily. Then with the help of his official position and the support of his boss, he steadily ate those heroes. This step-by-step approach is the most effective way. As long as the hierarchy of power can be ensured and there is not much effort to be spent, the people will be in order. On the contrary, the busier and more chaotic it is, the more chaotic and busier it is, which not only offends the townspeople, but also fails to make political achievements. In a few days, you will have to roll up and go back to your hometown!

It's just that these ways of being officials are too far away from the books and words that everyone has read and said, and it is really inconvenient to openly announce them. So everyone is guilty, but no one will be stupid enough to stand up, stand with Xu Yanwu, who will be executed soon, and tell Ning Ziming confidently that you are a wishful thinking fool, and what Master Xu Si said is the most reasonable.

Silence, awkward silence. Compared with the mess of the captives in the four corners, within twenty paces with Chang Si's war horse as the core, at this moment, it has become the quietest area. No one stood up to help Ning Ziming refute Xu Yanwu, and no one stood up to admit that what Xu Yanwu said was the reality of officialdom. Everyone just lowered their heads, their eyes on the tips of their boots, full of concern, and quietly pricked up their ears at the same time.

"Stand down, you, you're still too tender!" After a few breaths, the first one reached everyone's ears, and it was no surprise that it was the voice of the temperance envoy.

"Yes!" As if he had just lost a battle and lost his armor and returned, Ning Ziming arched his hand with a red face and walked quickly to the side.

"The young man is ignorant of the world, so that the owner of Xu Zhuang smiled!" After taking a few deep breaths, Chang Si put away the thistle bones, flew off the horse, and nodded to Xu Yanwu with a smile.

"It's okay, he's still young!" Xu Yanwu's eyes quickly swelled with a glimmer of hope, and he raised his head up, his lower lip almost bent into a figure of eight.

"You're right, it's a troubled time right now!" Chang Si's gaze met his gaze in mid-air, and there were faint sparks splashing, "Since it is a troubled time, naturally whoever has a hard arm and head is reasonable, and whoever is strong should set the rules." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, Xu has also been an official for many years, and he has a little gain in his heart!" Xu Yanwu politely took over the conversation, smiling and modest.

"But today's battle, Lao Tzu won!" Chang Si's voice suddenly turned high again, and it sounded like thunder in everyone's ears. The midday sun shone on his chubby body, making his whole body glow golden. It is like a god dressed in golden armor, standing majestically and dazzling.

"Yes!" Xu Yanwu's eyes quickly dimmed, and the flame of hope that had just risen in his heart turned into ashes again, his body shook, and his face was covered with sweat. "Lord Jiedu's skills are superior, and he can make the Assassin Shi and the regimental training envoy bend their knees to you so quickly, and join forces to trick me into letting go of the long soldiers and crossbows!"

"You're wrong!" Chang Si suddenly smiled, his round face was full of pride, "Lao Tzu was not prepared at all, and I didn't expect that you would dare to take the initiative to gather to show Lao Tzu your strength." Before the war with you, Lao Tzu didn't know which side the assassin and the regimental training envoy would be on, and he didn't ask the two of them to help trick you and others into letting go of the long soldiers!"

"Uh——!" Xu Yanwu was stunned, and his body involuntarily retreated. The generals of the other regimental training battalions were also dumbfounded. They all guessed wrong, Chang Si was angry with Wang Shi, and the group training made Fang Zheng have no tacit understanding between the two of them. This person simply relied on his bloody courage to crush the confidence of all opponents. How could he be so bold? How could he be so bold?

In a frightened gaze, Zelu Jiedu made Chang Si look around, and proudly declared, "Don't believe it, right? Lao Tzu knows that you won't believe it." But Lao Tzu just did it, and won a clean one. Lao Tzu can also tell you unashamedly that even if you are still holding a spear and a strong crossbow today, even if you are fighting before and after the group training, in the end, the result will still be the same! Lao Tzu will still lead his brothers to gallop on the corpse of you, and you will still be vulnerable!"

"You ......" Xu Yanwu's face turned black at first, and he wanted to say that Chang Si was not ashamed. However, he gritted his teeth for a long time, and finally sighed and lowered his head, muttering, "Since it is you who wins, you will naturally say it." There is no point in the old man competing with you for the limelight on these tongues!"

"Hahaha......" Zelu Jie Du made Chang Si raise his head and laugh loudly, like crazy. After a while, he raised his hand to wipe the tears that came out of his laughter, and said loudly: "It makes sense, I didn't expect your surname Xu to be such a wise person! Lao Tzu won today, so Lao Tzu can say whatever he wants, and do whatever he wants! If Lao Tzu loses to your rabble today, in the future, Lao Tzu will be in Zelu, it will be a dough festival, how you knead it, how you knead it! As long as you don't rebel, the court must be lazy to do much!"

Xu Yanwu lowered his head, it was rare that he didn't pick up the stubble once. On the gray face, there is a big identification clearly written.

"Whoever has a hard arm is reasonable, and whoever is strong should set the rules. In this case, Lao Tzu is still talking to you! Someone will drag this person surnamed Xu and the other person surnamed Li to Lao Tzu to the field and behead him, and hang his head on the city wall to show the public. All his family property was confiscated, and his wife and children were all sold into slavery. Whoever dares to tolerate and plead for mercy will be punished for the crime of gangsterry!"

"Yes!" Immediately, a personal soldier rushed forward, picked up Xu Yanwu and Li Liang, pushed them to the side of the road, and raised their knives in their hands. Immediately, the head was tied with a rope and hung on the treetops to dry. Wait for the time to return to the city later, and then hang the city gate to set an example.

Chang Si couldn't calm the violent anger in his heart, waved his hand, and shouted loudly, "Wang Zhengzhong, quickly present the things you have collected in the past two months to this section! This section has won today, and you must establish rules!"

"Obey!" Wang Zhengzhong, the commander of the guards, agreed loudly, took out a thick stack of white paper with handwriting from a leather pocket behind the saddle, and put his hands in front of Chang Si.

Chang Si casually copied the first page, threw it to Ning Ziming, and commanded loudly, "Read, be louder, let as many people hear as possible!"

"Obey!" Ning Ziming didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Chang Si's gourd. Holding the paper in both hands, he read aloud, "Liang Yi, ancestral home is in the party." Official position, commander of the infantry of the Luzhou regiment training battalion. On the fourth day of the second month of the seventh year of Tianfu, in the name of suppressing bandits, he entered the Jiming Station. killed Feng Laoshi's family, a large family in the place, along with 67 long-term workers and slaves. On the fourteenth day of the first month of the ninth year of Tianfu, he was entrusted by Han Yanqi, the treasurer, to test the prestige of martial arts, and the school field strangled the head Zhou Fu. Zhou Fu's wife was not out for three months and was forcibly accepted as a concubine by Han Yanqi. His son Zhou Guigui, and his daughter Zhou Huan'er are nowhere to be found. On the eighth day of the third month of the ninth year of Tianfu, he ...... with Dutou Wu Shuang"

——!Before he could finish reading the words on a page, several local generals whose names were mentioned had already rushed out of the crowd screaming. The Zhuang Ding who were in charge of monitoring around them were worried that they couldn't find a chance to atone for their sins, so how could they let them escape easily? They quickly surrounded the past, punched and kicked, and in the blink of an eye, they beat several unlucky ghosts to the point that they broke their tendons and fractured them, and carried them to Chang Si like mud.

"Kill, the head hangs the city gate to show the public!"

"Yes!" The soldiers dragged Liang Yi and the others like dead dogs, and went to the roadside field to behead them in public. Chang Si turned his gaze to Ning Ziming, who was full of shock, and urged loudly: "Keep reading, what are you doing in a daze, haven't you seen a dead person, or haven't you eaten enough today?"

Ning Ziming's heart shivered slightly, and his voice was vaguely dry, "Huang Jianzhong, the eldest son from his hometown." When he was a teenager, he was plundered by bandits, and his family could not afford to pay the ransom, so he left the cottage as a minion. In the spring of the sixth year of Tianfu, he was recruited into the regimental training camp. He is a hundred generals, and Liang Jun, Sun Jie, Lu Wen, etc. are fellow villagers, and are called "the eldest son and four tigers". In the seventh year of Tianfu, he led his subordinates Liu Luoguo, Li Scaryu and other more than 20 henchmen, pretending to be bandits to ransack Jiming Temple, killing monks and innocent people 80 people, and getting stolen money and goods......"

"Brothers, the one surnamed Chang must drive everyone to death! We must not continue to wait for death!" Suddenly, more than 30 sturdy men jumped up from the second, third, and fourth groups of regimental training teams who were separated from the left side of the road, and while loudly encouraging their companions to rise up and resist, they rushed to the pile of weapons placed in the distance.

The cavalry behind Chang Si had already taken precautions, and immediately lined up to outflank them and hacked them to death one by one. Then, carrying bloody horizontal knives, he galloped around the captives.

There was an invisible murderous aura, which rolled through the air. Let Lian Yong and Zhuang Ding all face pale, and their thighs are as soft as noodles. "Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", ...... , groups of people, one after another, sat on the ground. The sound of desolate weeping came and went.

"Keep reading!" Chang Si's heart was like a stone, and his voice was as cold as ice in his old age.

No one dared to look at his face, let alone meet his gaze head-on, at this moment, he was the reincarnation of King Yama. Between raising your hands, you can determine life and death.

This book was first published from, the first time to see the genuine content!