retaliate

Chapter 380 The sky has eyes
For local tyrants, dignitaries and senior officials are their tonic.

Even if they have already eaten their brains full of fat, after seeing the resources, they will still hiccup and happily post them.

In Zhao Cun's view, Yang Xuan, the governor of Chenzhou, was just blindly taking a tonic.

As for why Yang Xuan appeared here, this question just flashed in my mind and then dissipated.

These years of smooth sailing have already made Zhao Cun feel that his destiny lies with me.

Even if the emperor came, he would feel that it was the destiny, that the ancestors were protecting the family, and then it was.

He smiled and said: "This is a great tonic, and I will wait until the old man swallows it!"

Just about to go out, the door came in.

Kneel down.

But there is no such rule!
Zhao Cun was taken aback.

Menzi put his hands on the ground, raised his head, and shouted in panic, "Ah Lang, Yang Xuan is here!"

Zhao Cun laughed and scolded: "He came here when he came, why, did he come with soldiers and horses?"

Menzi took a breath.

"Yes!"

The smile on Zhao Cun's face gradually froze and disappeared.

he knows.

I can't make up for my emptiness!

"Look, go and see!" Zhao Cun kicked the door down, "Say!"

The door climbed up, followed Zhao Cun out, and said: "That man looks young, so majestic, when he came, people surrounded our house..."

Zhao Cun stopped.

turn around.

"go back!"

The steward smiled wryly, "Ah Lang."

"what?"

"Can not go back."

Footsteps came from the door.

Zhao Cun turned around slowly.

Teams of sergeants rushed in from the gate.

Cao Ying shouted: "Control the backyard, especially the bedroom and study, who dare not obey orders, kill and talk!"

"Order!"

The echo is powerful.

This is the army, which makes people feel chilling and mighty.

No one cared about the three masters and servants standing there, Yang Xuan didn't care, but looked at Zhao's house and praised:

"Something."

He nodded slightly to Zhao Cun.

"It's a blessing that the whole family is here."

"Oh...hahahaha!"

Amidst the loud laughter, Zhao Cun walked slowly, smiling all over his face.

"I have seen Yang Shijun, and I have heard about Yang Shijun's fame as a young man, but I have never met him, and I have always regretted it. Seeing Yang Shijun today, I will die without regret."

Yang Xuan looked at him.

"Then why don't you die?"

Zhao Cun's cheeks trembled.

Wang Laoer said: "Mr. Lang, is this head considered money?"

daddy...

Yang Xuan had a splitting headache, "It doesn't count!"

Zhao Cun shivered for a while, "I have long admired the prestige of Yang Shijun, come here, call the third lady, hurry up, hurry up!"

The steward did not dare to move.

The door shouted at the top of his voice: "Third Lady, Mr. Yang wants to see you!"

"what!"

There was a scream from the backyard.

"Help!"

"Who are you waiting for? Get out!"

"Aye! Aye! Here come the rebels!"

"help me!"

Hundreds of men, women and children were pulled out.

"The servant side."

The servants came obediently.

A woman with a child in her arms followed.

"register!"

Cao Ying asked someone to find the roster.

"check!"

One by one, the servants came out after their names were read.

"Qian Shi!"

A woman walks over with a baby in her arms.

"Whose child is it?"

The woman looked up, "Slave."

"Why isn't it in the roster."

"The child is still young."

"Look, old man."

Cao Ying took a look, "Are you rich?"

Woman, "Slaves have no money."

"Where did the boy get the gold collar?"

The woman subconsciously stretched out her hand to cover it, and then felt that something was wrong, so she quickly let go, "It was a reward from Alang!"

"Oh!" Cao Ying looked at the servants, "There are often secrets in big families, so they can leave incense at critical moments. But Zhao's life has been smooth these years, and I don't believe that the secrets are perfect."

The woman knelt down, "I dare not lie."

Cao Ying smiled and said: "Whoever can point out the Zhao family among the servants will not only be pardoned, but will also be rewarded!"

Zhao Cun's complexion changed drastically.

A servant woman shouted: "Slave, slave!" She was afraid of being preempted, so she jumped up and said, "That's Mr. Sanlang's child, and he is with Mr. Sanlang every day..."

Cao Ying looked at the woman with a smile, "Look, your days are coming to an end, but hers are just beginning."

The woman kowtowed to Zhao Cun, "Ah Lang, I am incompetent, I can't protect Mr. Xiaolang, I deserve to die!"

Zhao Cun shivered, "Dare to ask Mr. Yang, what did the Zhao family commit?"

Yang Xuan ignored him and walked over slowly.

A young girl looked at him stubbornly, and the woman beside her gently tugged on her sleeve.

"Kneel down! Third Lady!"

The girl refused, and asked Yang Xuan: "My family donates a lot of money and food every year, why arrest people?"

"How much food does your family donate in a year?" Yang Xuan asked back: "How many fields and shops did your family take by stealth every year?"

He pointed to the girl's headgear, "Seeing that you are used to living a rich life, but you know that your basic necessities are stained with other people's blood and tears. You, can you still eat with peace of mind and sleep with peace of mind?"

With tears in her eyes, the girl raised her head and shouted: "You are talking nonsense! Those are all earned by my family!"

Ha ha!

This girl's stubbornness made Yang Xuan think of Zhang Siniang.

Every morning is the only time when Zhang Siniang can hook up with Yang Xuan.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of waiting for Yang Xuan to wash up, Zhang Siniang would bend down and squat down with her back to Yang Xuan...

In a word, use various movements to bulge up the curves of your body.

man!
Maybe one morning I was eaten by an impulse?
Yang Xuan knew Zhang Siniang's idea well.

Yang Xuan has always turned a blind eye to it, but Zhang Siniang still stubbornly shows off her figure every day.

Don't say it.

It seems to be plump.

When a woman gains weight, she is called plump.

Why is it called obesity when a man gains weight?

Yang Xuan thought about this question, and then dispersed.

Cao Ying walked up to Zhao Cun.

"The Zhao family has colluded with officials over the years, embezzled countless fields, and even killed and disabled many people... In addition, how many people has the Zhao family packed into the officialdom these years? The emperor? Suicide!"

Zhao Cun's knees trembled, and he knelt down slowly, "Mr. Yang, I am willing to give all the savings of the Zhao family over the years to the envoy."

"Do you think the envoy will accept it?" Cao Ying smiled very gentlemanly.

Zhao Cun turned around on his knees, "Third lady, hurry up, hurry up!"

The girl was taken aback, "Ah Weng... what are you doing?"

"Quick... go and serve the envoy!"

The girl said sadly and indignantly: "Ah Weng, didn't our family be wronged?"

Yes!

The women in the back house always know from the mouth of the man that their annual income comes in an aboveboard manner.

Zhao Cun shook his head, "They were all snatched."

The girl froze for a moment.

Then he knelt down towards Yang Xuan.

He said calmly: "I am willing to serve the envoy."

Yang Xuan walked to the wall and kicked it, "It's very strong."

He turned around.

"Unfortunately, the building will collapse."

Zhao Cun's eyelids twitched wildly, and he shouted: "This old man knows the noble man in Chang'an, Mr. Yang, don't force him too much, otherwise both sides will suffer!"

"Who do you know?" Yang Xuan smiled.

"Old man..."

What kind of nobleman in Chang'an can a local tyrant know?
Even if we know each other, our fellowship is limited.

The old thief chuckled, "My lord knows six books, do you know them?"

Zhao Cun's body softened, he got up, staggered to the middle of the children and grandchildren, and knelt down.

He whispered: "Report!"

The children and grandchildren were stunned.

Zhao Cun shouted: "Wu Lang report!"

Only then did everyone understand what he meant, which was to let Wulang report Zhao's crimes in order to obtain leniency.

"Ah Weng, what about me? Why not me?" A teenager asked unwillingly, "Don't you love me the most?"

Zhao Cun smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch his face, "The family is peaceful, and Ah Weng loves you. The family is not normal, and whoever can suffer, Ah Weng will love him."

Goro knelt down, "Ah Weng, I won't go."

The boy said happily: "I'll go! I'll go!"

Zhao Cun shook his head, "Goro is stubborn, he was disobedient in the past, and the old man wouldn't listen to him when he quarrels, so I don't like it. Now that the family is in trouble, I'm afraid he will suffer a lot in the future. The old man thinks that only Goro can survive..."

Goro shook his head, "Let them go."

"Good boy!" Old Zhao Cun burst into tears, "This is not the time to express family affection. You go to the head. If you can get leniency, remember to have a good life. Marry an ordinary woman as a wife, and don't be an official for the rest of your life. There is one rule Remember, let your children and grandchildren must study...Only by studying can you be a master!"

Goro looked at him blankly, his eyes gradually turning red.

"it is good."

The young man was angry, "Ah Weng, you are biased, I don't accept it, I..."

Under Zhao Cun's cold gaze, the boy shut up.

"If you dare to stand out, this old man will strangle you to death right now!"

He rubbed the top of Goro's head, "Good boy, remember, live on, ah!"

Goro nodded, "Ah Weng, I understand."

"Don't hate anyone." Zhao Cun said with a wry smile, "This is fate."

"okay, I get it."

A young man raised his hand, "Shijun Yang, I will report..."

To betray a loved one is undoubtedly a embarrassing thing.

Wu Lang knew many things, and after reporting them one by one, Yang Xuan saved a lot of things.

"Release him after verification!"

Keep your word, this is Boss Yang's life creed.

A group of criminals were escorted out.

"Someone came out with his life."

Three servants and a member of the Zhao family stood up.

"Your Majesty!"

Many people came around.

"It's from the Zhao family!"

Seeing Zhao's misfortune, the people couldn't believe it at first.

Until a Zhao family member knelt down with the servants.

A woman's cry was heard from the crowd.

Heartbreaking.

"Husband, take a look! Mrs. Zhao is out of luck."

The crowd stepped aside.

The woman came out slowly, knelt down, and looked up at the sky.

"Heaven has eyes!"

Yang Xuan raised his hand.

Behind the four people, four sergeants raised their horizontal knives.

"cut!"

Knife light flickered.

Four heads rolled to the ground.

This is a private murder, if someone impeaches him, he will be dealt with.

But that's somewhere else.

This is Northern Xinjiang.

Many things can be decided independently.

Cao Ying coughed dryly, "These four people are all behind the bloody case, and the people are very angry. If they don't kill them, they may cause civil chaos."

The people suddenly realized.

"It turns out that Yang Shijun killed us in private to relieve our anger."

"You can't let Shijun Yang suffer."

"Shout!"

"If we don't kill Zhao's beast, we will rebel!"

"Yes, rebellion!"

"Rebellion!"

Yang Xuan's head was full of black lines, "Why don't you find a slogan with positive energy?"

Cao Ying said darkly: "Although Mr. Lang offended the local tyrants, he won the hearts of the people."

The old thief said: "The local tyrants are not small!"

"You are a bit stupid!" Cao Ying slammed the old thief mercilessly, "It is said that once the emperor and the courtiers, the gentleman is going to do great things, how many local tyrants will be wiped out along the way? When the gentleman is squatting on the throne, those The loyal generation who follow Lang Jun will become a new generation of local tyrants, and the old tyrants will either get out of the way, or kneel down and shout...Long live Lang Jun."

Squat on the throne.

Yang Xuan thought about that posture for a while.

Isn't that a monkey?

Lao Cao said that I was crowned as a monkey?

"You said that Mr. Lang is a monkey!" the old thief laughed.

Uh!
Cao Ying saluted, "This old man made a mistake, but there is a precedent for this matter. There was an emperor in Chen State back then. After he became the throne, he was very kind to his courtiers. Some old officials had poor eyesight and couldn't see the emperor clearly. They said that the emperor was too short, so the emperor squatted down. On the throne, I asked him if he was taller."

This is a matter of mutual benefit between the monarch and his ministers.

Yang Xuan asked: "Squatting, isn't that still the same?"

"Yes!" Cao Ying felt that this loophole was becoming more and more difficult to plug.

"That emperor, I'm afraid he is not a fool, is he?"

Cao Ying lowered her head, "The old man was wrong."

Make you stupid!

The old thief gloated and said, "It's rare to see Lao Cao apologize!"

Cao Ying said flatly: "It's better than your stupidity."

Cao Ying used to have a bit of a sharp temper, and she spoke with a gun and a stick.After leaving the Eastern Palace, after many years of tempering, it is considered to be better, but occasionally I will fall ill.

The old thief chuckled, "You're not afraid to go later, the old man robbed your tomb?"

"You will definitely die before the old man."

Hey!
What a shame!
The old thief sneered, "The old man taught his children and grandchildren, and told them before he died, that he must steal your tomb."

"You marry a lady first." Cao Ying said flatly.

The old thief blushed with anger.

Can't live anymore!

Yang Xuan returned to the county office and explained the matter.

"Murdered?"

"Four, there are lives at hand."

"Why?"

"The people are very angry. If they don't kill them, the people say they will rebel."

"Very good."

Liao Jin ordered: "Ask clearly, and the case will be settled."

After an hour, the matter was basically over.

"All confessed."

Mrs. Zhao, who is usually coquettish, knows how many women or men he has raised outside after knowing that he is doomed.

Goro was released.

He walked on the familiar street, all the way to the old house, and took a closer look.

Then leave.

He turned around, looking back from time to time.

Finally out of town.

All the way to an abandoned house outside the city, go in.

There is nothing wrong with it.

Food, drinking water, clothes, weapons.

He ate something, changed his clothes, smeared some ashes on his face, packed his bow and arrows, and went into the city again.

He was squatting diagonally opposite the county hall.

Head down, like a beggar.

There was a wall behind him, and he leaned against the wall, panting continuously.

"Ah Weng, you often say that I am irritable and like to be a knight-errant. That's right! I really like being a knight-errant and doing things recklessly."

"They said that the men in the family and those in charge will probably be killed, and the women will become slaves."

"If I don't kill that bastard Yang Xuan, I won't feel at ease even if I'm alive."

He looked up suddenly.

In the county gate, Yang Xuan came out surrounded by people.

Goro lowered his head, groped slowly in the burden with his right hand, and held the bow and arrow.

"Next, I'm going to Deng's house. The local tyrants in northern Xinjiang will be afraid."

Cao Ying felt that Liao Jin's handwriting was a little too big, which might cause some backlash.

Goro stood up abruptly, ready to draw his bow and nock his arrow.

opposite.

Yang Xuan looked up.

His expression was calm, even with some inexplicable pity.

Goro just drew his bow.

Someone behind him said: "You actually want to ambush Mr. Lang, old thief, do you think he is stupid?"

"right!"

Bah!
Goro fell down.

(End of this chapter)