"Who are you? Let me go quickly!"
Qinglian Shengzi's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to break free from Hong Laoliu's wrist.
However, Hong Laoliu's wrist was as strong as iron. No matter how hard he struggled, he remained motionless.
It wasn't until this moment that Qinglian Holy Son realized that he might have kicked an iron plate this time.
He pondered for a moment, then suddenly gave up struggling and said in a deep voice:
"This old senior, what happened just now is indeed the junior's problem. There is nothing wrong with the senior taking action to teach him a lesson."
"I just ask senior, for the sake of our master and the Qinglian Sect, how about letting this junior go?"
Hong Laoliu smiled disdainfully, looked at Qinglian Holy Son, and said playfully:
"Who is your master, and why should I give him face?"
"Let him come out quickly, I want to see if he can afford my honor!"
Hearing this, Holy Son Qinglian felt a cold light flash across his cheeks again.
But now that the form is stronger than the person, he can only hold his nose and admit it.
"Senior, please wait a moment. Junior will send someone to ask for the tutor immediately."
As he spoke, he winked at one of the Qinglian cultists.
When the Qinglian cultivator saw this, he immediately stopped hesitating, rushed out of the circle of victims, and ran towards the mountain.
Hong Laoliu flipped his palm, and a burst of energy and blood suddenly burst out, sealing the dantian of Holy Son Qinglian.
After doing this, he turned to Yang Dong and said:
"Boy, your twenty taels of silver can only buy my protection. Murder and arson are not included in this!"
Yang Dong frowned slightly when he heard this.
What does Hong Laoliu mean by this? Is it possible that he is not sure about killing the opponent?
It shouldn't be, this old guy's strength should be very strong.
After pondering for a moment, he tentatively asked:
"Lao Liu, if I give you another twenty taels of silver, then the leader of the Green Lotus Sect..."
"Twenty taels!?"
Hong Laoliu's expression was slightly startled, and then a touch of unconcealable excitement flashed across his face.
"If you give me twenty taels, I can send this pair of master and apprentice to the west of Hexi!"
"Uh... no rush."
Yang Dong waved his hand gently. It is still unclear who the Qinglian Sect in Luozhou is. Taking action rashly may not necessarily be the best choice.
It is better to wait a moment and see what the mysterious leader has planned.
If you are obedient and can cooperate, then let's talk.
If you don't have enough brains, just like crazy criticizing the witch, just kill him!
Yang Dong was thinking this, and suddenly realized that all the eyes of the victims in Qinghe Town were focused on him.
There was a flash of confusion in his eyes, and then there was a hint of clarity.
It seems that these disaster victims want their own help.
Can you help yourself? Of course it is possible.
But how can the person who made a mistake not bear the corresponding responsibility?
He pondered for a moment and suddenly said loudly:
"As you know, the matter of high-speed officialdom was originally a win-win situation. But because of your own selfish desires and laziness, this win-win situation turned into a win-win situation."
As soon as these words came out, many victims lowered their heads in shame.
But there were still a few people who squinted their necks and asked:
"Young Master, what you said is wrong! We are His Majesty's subjects, and Your Majesty should protect us."
"That inspection envoy, since you got a lot of food from your majesty, why don't you just give it to us!"
"Exactly! We are also citizens of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Why do we have to work hard to get the food rewarded by His Majesty?"
A heated debate immediately broke out among the victims.
One side believes that it is only natural to pay for labor in exchange for food.
But the other side thinks that since it is food given by His Majesty, why do they have to work to get it?
Yang Dong's expression was as usual, and his calm eyes swept over the victims present.
He suddenly coughed forcefully, interrupting the discussion of the victims.
When the victims saw this, their eyes immediately focused on him.
A sneer appeared on Yang Dong's cheek at this moment.
"Do you really think that the food allocated by His Majesty will reach your hands?"
As soon as these words were spoken, a flash of thought flashed across the cheeks of most of the victims.
Yang Dong didn't give them time to think, and continued:
"You guys still think of this matter too simply!"
He sighed softly and began to talk.
"The food your Majesty rewards has to go through several layers of officials. You should know better than me."
"Whenever the officials deal with it, they have to peel off a lot. Then the wealthy businessmen and landlords have to divide some more."
"As a result, how much of the already stretched disaster relief food will be left?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the victims instantly became extremely gloomy.
They knew very well that what Yang Dong said was true.
Several young victims were about to speak out to refute, but were held back by the older victims beside them.
"Don't be impulsive. What this young master said makes sense."
"If those corrupt officials and wealthy businessmen and landlords come to have a hand in the disaster relief food. In the end, it is not certain whether His Majesty's disaster relief food will fall into our hands."
"Yes, if it hadn't been for those corrupt officials, the disaster in Luozhou wouldn't have been so serious! My youngest son wouldn't have starved to death. Alas..."
When Yang Dong saw the victims, he already understood his good intentions. He breathed a sigh of relief and began to comfort them.
"In this case, do you understand the good intentions of this inspector?"
"People with money and power don't bother coming here."
"Most of the people participating in the labor are disaster victims."
"And the real victims of the disaster will also be able to get food. In this way, how many more people do you think can survive in Luozhou?"
After hearing this, the victims looked ashamed and bowed their heads in silence.
At this moment, a disaster victim suddenly realized that the "inspection envoy" Yang Dong mentioned just now.
His eyes immediately lit up and he said excitedly:
"I dare to ask this young master, but is that Inspector Yang sent by His Majesty?"
"If this is the case, Qinghe Town will be saved!"
"Please, Sir Inspector, for the sake of me being bewitched by the Qinglian cultivators, please give me a chance, right?"
As soon as this statement came out, other victims reacted one after another.
Without saying a word, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed one after another.
"Please, Sir Inspector, give me another chance!"
"I will definitely work hard this time and not let the inspection disappoint you!"
When Yang Dong saw this, a flash of unbearability flashed in his eyes.
He pondered for a moment and then slowly said:
"Everyone, please get up!"
"Since you all have repented, I will make an exception and order people to repair the official highway in Qinghe Town."
"It's just that if you wait for him to come, you still have to wait for two or three days."
When the victims heard this, they couldn't help but heave a deep sigh of relief.
Just waiting for two or three days will not kill anyone.
They are repairing the official highway these days. Who can not save some food rations?
Just as the matter was being resolved satisfactorily, a dull voice suddenly came from far away.
"Who is so bold as to detain my beloved disciple?"
