Ma Pole wanted to burn the coffin with a fire, and Xiao Qi immediately cried loudly when he heard it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

While crying, he shouted that the heavens and the earth were unfair, and his life as a grass man was no better than that of ants. The government bullied the people, and people could not be buried when they died.

At the gate of the city, except for the ninth and sixth degrees, the donkey cart pulled the coffin. There were still many people who entered and exited Qingyang City, and when they heard Xiao Qi crying, they all started talking about it.

In the crowd, someone took the lead and shouted:

"People are dead and still not allowed to enter the ground, this is too bullying!"

It was Lin Fei, a wonderful hand, who spoke, dressed as a cloth-clothed person who wanted to go out of the city, and blended in the crowd with his two hands.

Lin Fei's words caused the onlookers to be angry, and they shouted loudly.

The leading official had a cold gaze and looked at the hemp pole. Looks like it's none of your business.

The leader was indifferent, and the officials below hid even farther away, and no one was in front.

Near the city gate, there were also some soldiers with guns and bows.

The soldiers were ordered to reinforce the city gates to prevent the escaped bandits from forcing their way through. Officials can't mobilize them, let alone hemp poles.

The hemp pole stood beside the donkey cart.

Next to her was a little widow who had just died of a man, crying heartbroken and collapsed to the ground.

Those officials and errands all stood from a distance and watched coldly.

A face swelled with resentment.

But he couldn't help it.

Nor did he dare to offend the wrath of the people.

The most important thing is that there is no one to help him, relying on him alone, he can't set up the pyre, let alone carry a heavy coffin on the pyre.

Jiudu looked at the leading official.

The leading officer stood in the distance, not saying a word.

Nine degrees turned his head and glanced at six degrees, and drove the donkey cart forward. Liudu stepped forward, pulled up Xiao Qi, and followed the donkey cart into the city gate hole.

Ma Zhu watched, although he was unwilling, he had nothing to do.

Seeing that the donkey cart was about to pass through the hole in the city gate, the hemp pole suddenly roared again:

"Wait!"

As if he hadn't heard, Jiudu drove the donkey cart on.

Ma Pole shouted at several officials outside the city gate:

"Stop him!"

Then he pulled his legs to catch up.

Jiudu turned his head and asked with a frown:

"What are you going to do?"

Ma Pole jumped on the donkey cart and said:

"I'm going to open the coffin!"

The officials nearby all silently watched the hemp pole jump up and down alone, and no one moved.

Ma Pole is not an official, but he can spend money to buy the official master in the yamen.

They can't afford to mess with him, but they don't want to accompany him to entangle with a funeral person.

Jiudu raised his head and said to the hemp pole on the donkey cart:

"This master, the coffin is contained, but he was infected with wind disease and died violently. When you open the coffin, you are infected with a fatal wind disease, and I don't know if you can be cured. Don't say we didn't warn you in advance. ”

Ma Pole pouted, standing on the donkey cart and staring at Jiudu, trying to see some truth from Jiudu's face at the last moment.

He Mengxiong ran away.

Niu Hao, who was used to impersonate He Mengxiong, was also robbed from prison.

For hemp poles, even if he opened the coffin and didn't catch any fatal wind, and couldn't hand over the rebellious criminals, sooner or later he would have to pay for the crime with his life.

The other gates of the city were closed. If you want to leave Qingyang Mansion, you can only go through this south gate.

He stood guard at the gate of the city early in the morning, keeping an eye out for all those who wanted to leave the city.

When I came across this donkey cart pulling the coffin, I didn't look at what was inside, and the hemp pole was really unwilling.

The hemp stick didn't see anything on Jiudu's face, and then slapped the coffin with his hand.

Next to the donkey cart, Xiao Qi made a gesture and wanted to climb on the donkey cart and fight desperately with the hemp pole. Jiudu hugged Xiao Qi hard, and said to the hemp pole:

"Then please hurry up. The one that is packed inside is not afraid of delays and delays. Those of us who live cannot afford this sin!"

The hemp pole glanced at the ninth degree and pushed the coffin lid hard.

The coffin containing Niu Hao was not tightly covered, for fear that if it was tightly covered, Niu Hao in the coffin would be suffocated.

But even if it wasn't covered tightly, the thin hemp rod still couldn't be pushed.

Ma Pole raised his head and looked at the officials around him, trying to find someone to help him.

When the officials saw the hemp pole coming, they all turned their heads to the side, as if they were busy with the work in their hands.

I really couldn't find anything alive in my hands, so I simply squatted down and took off the official boots on my feet and cleaned up the sand grains in them.

Jiudu saw it, let go of Xiao Qi, jumped into the donkey cart, and said:

"I'll help you. Hurry up and see it, hurry up and let us go. ”

As he spoke, he pushed the lid of the coffin, revealing the dead man Niu Hao buried inside.

Niu Hao's face was swollen from prison, and the wound was coated with healing ointment by his biological mother. Even if Ma Zhu is familiar with Niu Hao and sees the head that is swollen like a pig's head, he can't recognize it as Niu Hao.

Before putting it in the coffin, the biological mother smeared a new layer of powder paste on Niu Hao's face. Let Niu Hao's face show the color of dead ash.

On the dead face, there are also broken wounds oozing red and yellow seru. Plus there's a suffocating smell in the paste.

The hemp rod probe glanced into the coffin, and couldn't help but retract his head.

Jiudu held the coffin lid in his hand, and did not rush to cover it back, and said to the hemp pole:

"Please, take a closer look. If you see enough at once, you can let us go on the road. ”

The space in the coffin was small, and there was a corpse parked here. It is possible that the corpse contained some forbidden illicit goods. It is impossible to hide a person in one person if you want to wrap people around and hide in them.

Ma Pole glanced at Jiudu, resisted the feeling of nausea, and turned his head again to look at the corpse in the coffin.

I really don't know that face. The gray face is indeed a dead face. And that smell of rushing to the nose.

The hemp pole turned around, but he always felt that he was still at ease.

Ma Pole shouted at an official who was closest to the donkey cart:

"Give me your knife. ”

The official turned his head to look at the leader.

The leader didn't know what the hemp rod was going to do, and looked at the hemp pole on the donkey cart.

Ma Pole then shouted at the official:

"Give me your knife!"

Jiudu looked at the hemp pole and asked:

"What are you going to do?"

Ma Pole did not hide it, and said:

"I'm going to stab him and see if he's dead. ”

Jiudu then asked loudly:

"Why are you doing this? When a person dies, he can't end up in a coffin, and he has to be opened and examined by you, and that's not all, he has to be poked with a knife by you. Let me ask, is this a regulation of the imperial court, or a regulation of the yamen of Qingyang Mansion?"

Ma Zhu said to the ninth degree:

"He's already a dead man, and he's afraid of being stabbed? ”

He snorted as he spoke.

"If that's the case, you should thank me. I have raised you from the dead. ”

Jiudu said to the hemp pole:

"We obeyed the law when we were alive, but now we are dead, but we are still poked around by you. I just want to ask, is it because we are in peace with ourselves that we are insulted by this?"

Ma Pole said no more than nine degrees, and yelled at the official:

"Knives!"