Master Emperor, your wife is too poisonous

Chapter 217

When Ye Lingxi followed the city lord and Chang's to the gate of the city lord's mansion, the gate of the city lord's mansion was already surrounded by troublemakers.

Those people held shovels, wooden sticks, and even kitchen knives in their hands, and they gathered together and shouted various slogans.

To Ye Lingxi's surprise, most of the servants of the City Lord's Mansion also gathered here. They blocked the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, forming a thick human wall, insisting that the common people not step into the City Lord's Mansion.

"How can you say that about the city lord!"

Yuzhu, who was greedy for life and afraid of death, was also mixed in the wall of people.

Hearing the shouts of the people outside, she was also the first to argue with them, "Didn't the city lord do enough for you!"

"When there was a flood before, how many people's houses were flooded and destroyed by the water. At that time, the city lord opened the gate of the city lord's mansion and let you come in and take refuge!"

"The quilts you received when you were cold, do you think they were all for nothing? The city lord took them from the city lord's wife's shop! Those were sold for real money, but the city lord I gave it to you for nothing!"

"When you were starving, the city lord's mansion also cut down on food and clothing, just to save a little ration, so that it can be distributed to you. If you can save one, save one!"

"When the epidemic first broke out, people infected with the epidemic were isolated. No one wanted to contact them and take care of them. It was the city lord who took care of those patients every day, and ate and lived with them!"

"You only know that the young city lord took people who were not infected out of the city to take refuge. Have you ever thought that those hundreds of people don't need money for food, clothing, and use! Did the city lord let you go out? A penny! He is using his own money to subsidize those who have gone out to seek refuge!"

"The city lord has done enough for you, how can you yell at the city lord like this now?"

Yuzhu was anxious and aggrieved as she spoke, and couldn't help crying, "You people are too bad! You have no conscience!"

After Ye Lingxi heard Yuzhu's words, the corners of her lips could not help but smile slightly, she really couldn't see that Yuzhu was also a kind-hearted repayer.

Regardless of whether she stood up today because she was afraid that the fire at the city gate would harm the fish in the pond, Ye Lingxi looked at her with admiration just because of her courage to argue with the victims of the riots.

"Look, madam." The city lord patted Chang's hand lightly, with a look of relief on his face, "The things I did, at least someone saw it, and someone remembered my goodness."

Mrs. Chang nodded, "I was determined to punish Shizi Ji for being so negligent of Yuzhu before, but today she has made a meritorious service, and I have to remember that, what should be punished, what should be rewarded should also be rewarded. "

After Yuzhu finished speaking, the people in the city lord's mansion echoed, "That is, our city lord has never done anything bad, and all he wants to do is for the good of the people in the city. It's fine if you don't think of his kindness. How can you Doing such a thing to chill his heart!"

"The city lord is still sick! It is because he took care of those patients day and night that he contracted the disease, and you are still yelling at him now! You have no conscience!"

The aura of the city lord's mansion has risen, and the attitudes of the victims of the disturbance have become a little loose.

Some people in the crowd began to whisper, "The city lord is really doing a good job. My youngest son was infected with the epidemic before, and the abscess on his body was torn, and the clothes were stained all over the place. There is no other replacement in the quarantine area." The city lord took off his robe on the spot and put it on for my younger son. My younger son was still talking about this to me yesterday."

"When the torrential rains and floods came, the city lord was also carrying wood and sandbags with us. He was originally a frail scholar, so he could fight at that time..."

"That's right, I still remember what the maid said about distributing the quilts. My family was assigned a quilt at that time. The cotton is all new cotton, thick and soft, and the quilt is made of good material, which is better than all the quilts in my family. The quilts are all good."

"I didn't know it before, so it turned out that the city owner took it from his wife's shop, he is a good person."

"The city lord has done a lot of good things, we are wrong..."

Finally, a rational voice emerged from the crowd.

But as soon as the voice sounded, someone suddenly yelled loudly, "Bah! Don't be fooled by that maid's few words!"

"What do you mean the city lord uses his own money to subsidize the people! Don't even think about it, if he didn't search for the people's fat and people's anointing, where would he get so much money!"

"Why give back the quilts from his wife's shop? Isn't his wife's shop earning money from us ordinary people! When he gave you the quilts, he just gave back the money he earned from you."

"This is what it should be, why should we be grateful to him!"

"What else is there to say about fighting disasters with the people, eating and living with the sick, isn't he just putting on a show for the higher-ups to ask for rewards from the higher-ups?"

"If he doesn't do any superficial work, why should the Fang family have been the city lord for so many generations!"

"It is said that the city owner is pitiful for being infected with the disease, but what about us? Aren't we poor people who are also infected with the disease not pitiful?"

"So many main cities were affected by the disaster. Why did so many people die in our Xitong City? It's because the city owner has no virtue! This is a punishment from God!"

"The city lord deserves to die. We are doing justice for the heavens! As long as the city lord is killed, the illnesses of all the people in the city will be cured!"

If the words shouted before were just fanning the flames, then the last sentence undoubtedly stepped on the fate that the people care most about.

No one wants to die, but the disease cannot be controlled.

Now someone suddenly told them that as long as one person is killed, all of them can survive, which is tantamount to giving a life-saving straw to the drowning person.

They don't even think about whether this straw can really save their lives, they just think about trying their best to grasp this straw first.

"Kill the city lord and do justice for the sky!"

"Damn the city lord! Kill the city lord!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

The emotions of the victims were aroused again, and the shouts outside the City Lord's Mansion were loud, and some people even rushed up with weapons, trying to break through the human wall at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion and come inside.

The servants of the City Lord's Mansion stopped there stubbornly, refusing to give in at all.

Ye Lingxi stood aside, seeing everything in her eyes, only feeling that everything in front of her was absurd and ridiculous.

When he is needed, he is the city lord that everyone respects and loves, who can lift him up to heaven.

When he couldn't meet their demands and they thought he was useless, he became a villain who everyone wanted to punish, and they wanted to crush him into mud under their feet.

It's obviously the same person, doing the same thing, but they just want to say that black is white.

It's ironic, it's ridiculous, but it's reality.

Ye Lingxi couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to say something.The city lord who was originally standing behind a group of servants in the city lord's mansion suddenly spoke.

"Get out of the way, all of you." He put his hand on the shoulder of a servant in front of him, "Since they want to talk about my crimes, I'll talk to them face to face."

(End of this chapter)