The chill in Ji Xuan's eyes made them feel like they were falling into an ice cellar, and the face of the head catcher sitting on the table also changed.

Only in some domineering and fierce bandits did he feel the chill like Ji Xuan, and he was secretly frightened to catch his head, and said with a straight face: "Who is in the hall, what grievances do you have, why don't you beat the drum and voice the grievances and trespass into the court?"

"Head catcher, where is this kid here to complain, it's clear that he is here to find fault, you let me wait for him to whip dozens of boards, won't he be honest. The official under the hall looked at Ji Xuan a little impatiently.

Another person said: "Yes! Catch the head, now the county order doesn't say one, no one dares to say two, that is, the bandits in Ningcheng will give you a few thin noodles when they see you, this stinky boy, and dare to raise eyebrows, stinky boy, look again, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up." ”

"Haha, that's an adult, it's enough to worry about a dime boy. ”

"It's not a question of whether to care or not, it's that this kid has nothing to do and came to the yamen to do something? If the demonstration fails? If you don't give him a prestige, won't anyone be able to come to the county government office in the future to shout?"

"Lao He's words are reasonable, if you don't give him a little color, it will spread out in the future, and really all cats and dogs will come to the court to make trouble. ”

Ji Xuan was on the patio of the public hall, quietly watching them as a prestige.

The head catcher sat in the high hall, and he didn't know if the coldness on Ji Xuan's face just now was an illusion or a real coldness, and for a while, he could only let the officials below say a word to you.

When a servant was about to come forward to grab Ji Xuan, Ji Xuan's hand grabbed behind his back, grabbed Tu San and threw him into the public court.

Tu San was hit hard by this, and when he woke up immediately, he looked around blankly.

When he saw the head catcher sitting in the high hall, he kicked his eyes and said angrily: "Qin head catcher, what do you mean by this?

Obviously, everyone didn't expect that Ji Xuan would just throw someone in, and after seeing who they were, they didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one at the moment, so they would come to Xingshi to ask for guilt.

"Who are you?" said the head catcher as he lay on the ground, glaring at the slaughter in front of him.

Tu San's face was swollen like steamed buns at this time, making it really difficult to recognize who he was for a while.

"Lao Tzu is your uncle, if you dare to treat Lao Tzu like this in Ningcheng, Lao Tzu will definitely peel your skin and pull your tendons. Tu San shouted.

"You...... Are you the third master of Tu?" The servants under the hall recognized that the clothes Tu San was wearing were exactly what the third master of Mingyue Lou usually wore, faintly like the kind of leather sweater of bandits in the mountains.

"It's not your third master, who else? Why didn't you come to help Lao Tzu up, and besides, why did Lao Tzu come to court? It's really his grandmother's...... By the way, that kid?" Tu San seemed to think of Ji Xuan and hurriedly asked.

"That kid ......" Everyone looked at Ji Xuan, who was walking in slowly, and they didn't know what the situation was for a while.

Seeing this, Da Tu San's eyes trembled, and then he slowly turned his head, and when he saw Ji Xuan, he said sharply: "Stinky boy, you still dare to come to the court, Qin Zhutou, beat me, the harder you beat, the more Lao Tzu will be rewarded." ”

When Qin Zhutou heard this, he waved his hand to stop everyone's commotion, and looked at Ji Xuan's calm smile, for some reason, he always felt that once he made a move, they would definitely be the ones who suffered.

"Qin Zhutou, what are you inking, if you don't wait for me to call the people of Mingyue Tower, I will definitely want you to look good." ”

Ji Xuan came to the front of Tu San and slapped it, and a snapping sound sounded in everyone's ears, and the slap seemed to hit them in the face, making them all can't help but touch their cheeks.

"Poof......

Ji Xuan slapped the silver teeth that Tu San had beaten off, and spurted out a mouthful of tooth blood.

"Woo......" Tu San was in pain, tears and saliva flowed out together, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

The head catcher and the official all looked at Ji Xuan in horror, and for a while they forgot that the third slaughter had told them to attack Ji Xuan.

"Above the court, you dare to be hard-mouthed. Ji Xuan's understatement made everyone feel like Ji Xuan had the greatest power in this court.

At this time, from the inner courtyard of the public court, an official wearing a formal eight-rank official uniform and a black gauze hat walked out, he frowned slightly, and stepped forward and said, "Why is there a lot of noise?"

Xiaomin rushed back to Ningcheng from other places today, but unexpectedly met a madman on the road, beat and killed me, and twisted me to the county office, no, he just beat me again...... "The masacre was domineering before the change, like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law, crying and mourning.

"Who are you?"

"I'm the third master of Mingyue Tower, Tu San!"

"Oh! it's you! Then this is ......" Zheng Bapin County Cheng looked at Ji Xuan and asked suspiciously.

"When I first arrived, I met someone who could talk. Ji Xuan said lightly.

"Oh! it's the official...... "The county didn't react for a while, oh, Zhuan Er seemed to think of something, raised his head suddenly, looked at Ji Xuan, and hurriedly asked, "You...... Are you the new prefectural magistrate?"

"It's the official. Ji Xuan nodded.

At this moment, the twenty or so officials suddenly looked at Ji Xuan with wide eyes and incredulity, the county orders that came before were undoubtedly people over forty years old, and some of them lacked qi and didn't dare to speak loudly.

And some are too old and don't want to offend too many people, they just want to be a pension county magistrate in peace.

How could anyone as young as Ji Xuan come to be a county magistrate?

"Is there an official seal?"

"I didn't bring it with me. ”

"Then why should I believe you?"

"You don't need to believe me for the time being, you just need to listen to what this person has committed, and then arrest him, today's official does not hold an official seal, does not wear an official uniform, and should not interfere in the affairs of the county government.

Next, I'll leave it to the county lord to deal with it.

This person rode a horse outside Ningcheng, trampled on several people, and whipped and abused passers-by, without anyone in his eyes and did not care about the safety of others, which was intolerable to the laws of Dazhao.

Another: When I entered Ningcheng, I saw the steward of Mingyue Tower, holding a murder weapon, trying to kill a family of four, but fortunately I stopped him.

It is detrimental to the etiquette of my Da Zhao, this matter, the official will definitely go to Shen'er and wait for a book, but I think that you have been an official in Ningcheng for many years, and there is no merit and hard work, so the official will not talk about the matter of participating in the book for the time being, but the official wants to tell you that the official is here, and the style of Ningcheng will change because of this.

When the Japanese officials take office tomorrow, let's talk about the matter of reform, Lord Jia, what to do, I believe you understand. ”

After Ji Xuan finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.

Everyone looked at Ji Xuan's back as they left in a daze, and they couldn't calm down, this is ...... The prefectural order is here!