"Who are you? Don't let go of this holy son quickly! ”

Qinglian Holy Son's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to break free from Hong Lao Liu's wrist.

However, Hong Lao Liu's wrist was like an iron beating, and he struggled in every possible way, still not moving.

It wasn't until this moment that the Qinglian Holy Son realized that he might have kicked the iron plate this time.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly gave up struggling, and said in a deep voice:

"This old-timer, the matter of the talent is indeed the problem of the younger generation. It is understandable that the predecessors will teach a lesson. ”

"Just ask the seniors, for the sake of the face of the family teacher and the Qinglian Sect, how about letting go of the juniors?"

Hong Laoliu smiled disdainfully, looked at the Qinglian Holy Son, and played with taste:

"Who is your master, and why does the old man give him face?"

"Let him come out quickly, the old man wants to see if he can afford the old man's face!"

When the Qinglian Holy Son heard this, a cold glow flashed on his cheeks again.

But now that the form is stronger than people, he can only pinch his nose and admit it.

"Please also ask the seniors to wait for a while, and the juniors will immediately send someone to invite the family teacher."

As he spoke, he glanced at one of the Blue Lotus Cultists.

Seeing this, the Qinglian Sect immediately stopped hesitating, rushed out of the encirclement of the victims, and ran towards the mountain.

Hong Laoliu's palm flipped over, and a force of qi and blood suddenly burst out, sealing the dantian of the Qinglian Holy Son.

After doing this, he turned to Yang Dong and said:

"Boy, your twenty taels of silver can only buy the old man's protection. Murder and arson, not among them! ”

When Yang Dong heard this, his brows furrowed slightly.

What does Hong Lao Liu mean by this, could it be that he is not sure to kill the other party?

No, this old guy's strength should be very strong.

After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked:

"Sixth, if I give you another twenty taels of silver, then this Qinglian Sect Leader ......"

"Twenty taels!?"

Hong Laoliu's expression was slightly stunned, and then a flash of excitement flashed on his face.

"If you give the old man twenty taels, the old man can send this pair of masters and apprentices, and both of them will go west!"

"Uh...... There is no hurry. ”

Yang Dong waved his hand gently, and now it is not clear what kind of sacredness this Qinglian Sect in Luozhou is. A rash move is not necessarily the best choice.

It's better to wait and see what the mysterious sect leader has in mind.

If you are obedient and can cooperate, then let's talk.

If you don't have enough brains, like a crazy demon girl, you can kill it directly!

Yang Dong thought so, and suddenly realized that the eyes of the victims in Qinghe Town were all focused on him at this moment.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he immediately became a little more clear.

It seems that these victims want to get their own help.

Can you help yourself? Naturally, yes.

But how can a person who has made a mistake not bear the corresponding responsibility?

He pondered for a moment, and then suddenly said aloud:

"As you know, the high-speed official road is a win-win situation. But because of your own selfish desires and laziness, this win-win situation has become a lose-lose. ”

As soon as these words came out, many victims bowed their heads in shame.

But there are still a few people, who ask rhetorically:

"This son, this is a bad word! We are His Majesty's people, and Your Majesty should be blessed. ”

"That Inspector, since you have got a lot of food from Your Majesty, why don't you send it to me directly!"

"That's it! We are also the people of the Great Zhou, why do we still have to work to obtain the food rewarded by His Majesty? ”

A heated argument immediately ensued among the victims.

One side believes that it is natural to pay labor in exchange for food.

But the other side thinks that since it is the food rewarded by His Majesty, why do they have to work to get it?

Yang Dong's expression was as usual, and his calm gaze swept over the victims present.

He suddenly coughed vigorously, interrupting the discussion of the victims.

When the victims saw this, their eyes immediately focused on him.

I saw a sneer on Yang Dong's cheeks.

"Do you really think that the food allocated by Your Majesty can reach you?"

As soon as these words came out, a flash of thought flashed on the cheeks of most of the victims.

Yang Dong didn't give them time to think, and continued to speak:

"You guys, it's still too easy to think about this!"

He sighed softly and began to talk.

"The food rewarded by His Majesty has to go through several layers of officials, and you should know better than me."

"But when a ruler does it, he will strip off a great deal. Then there are the rich merchants and landlords, and some more will be divided. ”

"In this way, how much relief food can be left, which is already overstretched?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the victims were instantly extremely gloomy.

They know very well that what Yang Dong said is true.

A few young victims were about to open their mouths to refute, but they were dragged by the older victims beside them.

"Don't be impulsive, what this son said is reasonable."

"If those corrupt officials and rich merchants and landlords come to the disaster relief grain, they will all intervene in the relief grain. In the end, it is not certain whether His Majesty's disaster relief food can fall into our hands or not. ”

"Yes, if it weren't for those corrupt officials, the disaster in Luozhou would not have been so serious! The third child in my family will not starve to death. Alas......"

When Yang Dong saw the victims, he had already understood his good intentions, and while he was relieved, he also began to comfort him.

"In this way, you understand the good intentions of this patrol envoy, right?"

"People with money and power don't come here to work hard at all."

"Most of the people who participated in the work were disaster victims."

And the real victims of the disaster will also get food. In this way, how many more people do you think will survive in Luozhou? ”

Hearing this, the victims of the disaster showed shame and bowed their heads one after another.

At this moment, a victim suddenly realized that Yang Dong had just mentioned the "patrol envoy".

His eyes immediately lit up, and he said excitedly:

"Dare to ask this son, but the Yang Inspector sent by His Majesty?"

"If that's the case, I'll be saved in Qinghe Town!"

"Please also inspect the envoy, for the sake of us being bewitched by the Qinglian Sect, give me a chance?"

As soon as these words came out, other victims reacted one after another.

They didn't say a word, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed one after another.

"Please give me another chance!"

"This time, we will work hard and not let the inspection disappoint the adults!"

Seeing this, Yang Dong's eyes flashed with a touch of unbearability.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"Rise up, everybody!"

"Since you have repentance, this inspector will make an exception and re-order someone to repair the high-speed official road in Qinghe Town."

"But if you wait for him to come, you will have to wait for two or three days."

When the victims heard this, they couldn't help but breathe a deep sigh of relief.

Just wait for two or three days, but no one will starve to death.

These days, they are repairing the official highway on the highway, who can not save some rations?

Just as the matter was satisfactorily resolved, a dull voice suddenly came from far and near.

"Who is so bold as to detain my beloved disciple?"