Seeing that the people were laughing louder and louder because of Feng Xi's words, and they were not as obedient as the people in the city. Seeing that they were like mice meeting cats, the government officials in the city finally became angry.
"I want to ask you one more question, are you going to this city or not? Are you listening to the prefect's order or not? I can tell you that no one in Mingzhou dares to..."
The leading catcher was already so angry at this trick that he couldn't even speak.
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a loud roar came from not far away:
"Whether we go to the capital or not, we will listen to the orders of the prefect! Well, I don't know that in the eyes of you state officials, this Mingzhou is not your majesty's Mingzhou, nor is it the Mingzhou of the lord of the fiefdom, Princess Zhaoming. State, but the Mingzhou of his Zhou Prefecture?"
"Bold! Who is talking arrogantly here!"
The head catcher was stunned when he heard this, apparently confused by the visitor's words.
In the eyes of the common people, they, these government servants, are officials and must be carefully provided for, but in reality they are just the lowest and most chaotic business in all levels of government offices.
There were a lot of people here who didn't know how to read, so they didn't care what they said, whether they were reasonable or unreasonable, and they had to behave like an official and scold them.
This miraculous doctor lady was brought back by the prefect's name. They can't easily beat or use violence, but it's hard to say anything to others~
Unexpectedly, when the crowd backed away as if they were parting the sea, revealing a familiar figure wearing an official robe and an official hat, all the government officials were stunned.
who?
Who else could this be?
It was Song Yichun, the magistrate of Qingquan County, who they had been looking for all morning!
"Is this county speaking arrogant words? You people, please watch, who is threatening the miracle doctor in front of you, asking her to leave Qingquan and so many people in the four counties and go to the only stable city in Mingzhou now."
Song Yichun didn't care about the expressions of those government officials, he just spoke impassionedly to the hundreds of people who were queuing up in front of the county government office to receive their jobs and make a living.
"Fellows and fellow villagers, do you think this should be done? Does our Qingquan need people, or does their city need people?"
Following Song Yichun's appeal, the Qingquan people in the rear who were already under the care of this upright official immediately responded:
"We, Qingquan, take the initiative to take in the refugees from four counties. The government doesn't allocate money to send people, but they still want to poach people from us! There are so many people in Qingquan now. If someone gets sick or hurts, will your government be responsible!"
"No, the lady, the divine doctor, even said she wouldn't leave, and they and their husbands work for everyone every day. Wouldn't they be missing the government office to fill the gap?"
"I have wanted to say this for a long time. This government office only collects taxes and does corvee work all day long. It has no intention of giving us people a way to survive!"
With the beginning of Qingquan Common People, those refugees who had gone to Fucheng and were rejected by surrounding counties belonging to other states, and had no choice but to come to Qingquan suddenly had something to say:
"What kind of chaos has Mingzhou become? In the past, the government and county government failed to act, leaving us with no rice in the vat and no silver in our bags. Later, the Green Forest Army rebelled, leaving our whole family homeless. Now we finally found a You are here to persecute me again..."
"Yeah, how about we just die! Don't live this life anymore, don't even live!"
Seeing that the refugees were agitated, each of them had obviously been punished by corrupt officials and hated their local county and Mingzhou government offices.
The government officials in the city could not help but feel their legs weakening, and their voices were no longer as confident as before:
"Master Song, this, that's not what you said..."
"What do you mean? Whose Mingzhou is this Mingzhou? His Majesty's or the princess's, or is it neither but your prefect's?"
Around Song Yichun, Li Cifu refused to let go of the topic of death, and wanted an explanation from the government officials in the city.
If you dare to kill their princess, you have to resist their torture!
Although the government officials in the city did not know who Li Cifu was, they did not dare to offend him rashly when they saw him next to Song Yichun:
"This old man is serious. This Mingzhou belongs to your majesty and the princess. We, the prefect, are also managing it on behalf of your majesty and the princess, right?"
"Then what you are saying is that while His Majesty and the Princess are away, the prefect is the biggest one. He issues all kinds of government orders and can do whatever he wants?"
Li Cifu's pit was dug accurately every time, and the sweat of the government's police officers was getting bigger and bigger every drop.
He has been working as an official in Mingzhou Prefecture for many years, so he naturally knows that what the other party says is true.
In the words of government officials like them, this powerful dragon can hardly defeat a local snake!
Didn’t their adults have the final say in Mingzhou long ago?
So who is Princess Zhaoming?
A scapegoat?
However, there are some things that you already know, but if you don’t dare to accept them, you really don’t dare to accept them.
So he hurriedly coughed and changed the subject:
"Sir Song, let's not follow you in circles. I'm here to bring back Mr. Deng Baochang, the third son of Deng who was imprisoned by you for no reason, and the lady doctor who put the third son of Deng in jail on the orders of the prefect. This is There must be an explanation for everything. As the head of a county, my lord, you cannot indiscriminately imprison people in the capital, right?"
"For no reason?"
Feng Xi played with the brush in her hand and laughed out loud.
With her taking the lead, many people around her who had seen yesterday's farce also started laughing.
The Fucheng police officer was about to ask them why they were laughing when he heard Song Yichun say:
"If the third son of Deng you are talking about, Deng Baochang, is the Deng Baochang who secretly entered a private house yesterday in an attempt to rob a daughter, and then wrote a letter in blood confessing that he raped Liu Yunu, the daughter of the Liu family, and teamed up with his father and brother to kill the parents of the Liu family, Then I’m afraid this county won’t be able to let him go.”
"this……"
The eyes of the police officer and several government officials behind him widened. They did not expect that Deng Baochang had so many charges, and he had already committed them.
"By the way, he also insulted the people in the street, and after entering the Yamen, he led others to injure five Yamen servants. I hope you can take this news back to the Yamen and ask the prefect to order the Deng family to provide compensation."
The detective is going to be stupid.
They are here to save people, why are they still sending messages to them to ask for money now?
Unexpectedly, this matter was not over yet. Li Cifu, who was beside Song Yichun, added:
"In addition, we must order the Deng family father and son to come to the court as soon as possible to hear the case and help Mr. Song settle the case of the Liu family parents. Otherwise, if the law of heaven is clear, some people may have to go to Abi Hell sooner or later."
The government officials in Fucheng were horrified, knowing that today's matter might not be possible.
It doesn't matter that their city has a high position, people are clear and the water is clear, and there are so many people who will die if they don't agree with each other.
Even if they can now argue that Deng Baochang was beaten into a crime, someone still has to believe it!
At least it is impossible for the refugees in front of me to believe this, and even more so for the people in Qingquan...
Anyway, how many of them want to take Deng Baochang and the miracle doctor back?
It’s a dream!
