Chapter 1693 Is it really six doors?

Style: Historical Author: ZiweiWords: 2215Update Time: 24/01/12 04:35:49
The boss looked anxious: "Now is the Prince's Festival. The Emperor has issued a death order. Everyone must wear plain clothes and wear a plain scarf. If he violates it, he will be arrested and imprisoned immediately. He has also issued an order to sit down."

"Two gentlemen, you are not afraid of death. We have no control over it. After all, your life is yours, and you will do whatever you want to do with it. But when you drink tea with me, you have fulfilled the rules of sitting together, and even I will be implicated. Hey, gentlemen, please do your best, please do your best."

Yan Qi asked: "Did this order come from the emperor?"

The boss sighed: "Of course it is, how can this be false? Who in the entire capital does not know that the emperor has issued a decree on wearing plain clothes and wearing filial piety belts? If you dare to violate it, you will be arrested and imprisoned. If anyone knows about it and fails to report it, he will be jailed together. If you have any other conditions, you will also be imprisoned."

"Also, all sales, except food and drink, are suspended. The most terrible thing is that the prince's sacrifice requires a lot of expenses. Therefore, a special sacrificial tax has been set up, and the tax collector will collect the tax uniformly. Anyone who dares not to pay will be arrested. jail."

Yan Qi's face turned pale after hearing this.

What is this!

Snapped!

Someone on the seat threw the bowl and shouted loudly: "Hey, I originally thought that the emperor was an enlightened king, but I didn't expect that he would be so confused. Does this still allow people to live?"

There was a man next to him who couldn't hold it in any longer and yelled: "Just yesterday, someone forgot to wear plain clothes, and the six-door government officials actually took him away. The man struggled a little, He was hacked to death on the spot by the six-door policeman. Hey, he was like a pig butcher, so cruel."

A man in black clothes threw the tea cup and screamed: "This old fool really treats our people as human beings. I thought he was so wise, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a cruel tyrant. Why doesn't he die? Die. Forget it!"

When Lin Ruoshan heard this, he jumped up angrily: "What kind of breaking of the rules is this? How can it be unreasonable? Is the emperor confused? How dare you do such an outrageous thing?"

The boss was frightened to death: "Oh, sir, don't talk nonsense. You are not afraid of death. I am afraid of death. You go quickly and don't get into trouble. There are patrols here. If they are heard, you will be dead."

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.

Suddenly, a man jumped out of the teahouse with a ferocious smile on his face. He pointed at the boss, Yan Qi, Lin Ruoshan, and the three men who had just scolded the emperor, and said with a ferocious smile: "Okay, how dare you disrespect the emperor and insult the emperor? You have committed a serious crime, let’s see if I don’t catch you and put you in jail.”

Everyone was stunned and looked at this man.

The man suddenly jumped out and swayed.

The outer plain clothes were pulled away, revealing the official clothes underneath.

The word 'capture' is written on it.

"Ah? He's from Six Doors."

The boss was so frightened that his face turned pale.

The three angry and weak men just now were also trapped.

The detective yelled: "Brothers, come in and arrest someone."

A group of detectives rushed in like lightning.

That speed was like a burst of blue smoke, drifting in all of a sudden.

No one could see clearly at all.

At that moment, it was like seeing a ghost.

Lin Ruoshan was frightened: "Damn, there are so many masters in the six doors? I have never heard of them."

Yan Qi sneered!

There are so many masters in the six doors?

is it possible?

The six gates refer to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Criminal Department, and the Dali Temple, a powerful department under the Three Laws Division.

This is a joint law enforcement effort by three powerful departments.

Among them, the Department of Punishment is one of the six departments of Shangshu Province.

If others don’t understand Liubu, how can Yan Qi not understand Liubu?

There are not so many masters in the Criminal Department.

How could these masters flying around in groups come under the control of the Ministry of Punishment?

Who can control them?

There are no such powerful masters in Dali Temple.

Because the cases investigated by Dali Temple are all important cases for officials, most of whom are responsible for comprehensive literature review and clue analysis.

If you really want to take action, you can't go to Dali Temple.

As for the Metropolitan Procuratorate, there are really some experts there.

The masters of the Metropolitan Procuratorate will not be dispatched easily.

However, there are so many masters ambushing this small teahouse. This is unscientific!

The man who had just disguised himself as a tea guest was obviously the leader of this group of six-door policemen. He was standing at the door, blocking everyone's exit.

He pointed angrily at the teahouse owner and the three men who were angry and scolded the emperor just now, with a ferocious smile on his face: "Hey, you guys dare to speak ill of the emperor and slander the emperor. Do you know your guilt? Come here. , arrest them for me."

The boss and the three men were frightened and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Sir, please spare us. We are just ordinary people with no knowledge. Please, just treat me like a fart." "

The leading detective had a sinister smile on his face: "Let them go? Yes. Each of you can give us a thousand taels of silver to forgive your sins. Otherwise, I will chop off your heads immediately."

Yan Qi listened.

Holy shit!

Extort money?

In a grand manner?

flagrant?

Yan Qi was furious.

Rather than being a group of police officers, they were clearly a group of robbers.

The teahouse owner panicked: "Master, I only have a small teahouse, how can I come up with a thousand taels of silver? I don't have it, I really don't have it."

"No, right?"

The police chief sneered: "Catch him."

The boss was so frightened that he was covered in chaff: "No, no, no, don't arrest me. I will donate the teahouse. At least, this piece of land is still valuable."

The chief of the policemen smiled ferociously: "You know what I'm doing. If you hand over the land deed, if you dare to shirk it, I'll kill you."

He targeted the other two men: "What about you? Pay money or plead guilty? Hurry up, I don't have that much time."

The two men begged for mercy.

"We have no money."

"There's no room either."

"Please forgive me, sir."

"We don't dare anymore."



The two kept kowtowing.

The leading military guard chattered and laughed strangely: "Without money, it is not easy to use the gods. You just insulted the emperor and committed a capital crime. Come, arrest them and torture them."

A group of police officers rushed over to arrest someone.

"Wait!"

The leading military guard turned around and looked Yan Qi up and down: "You still dare to yell at me, I almost forgot about you."

"It doesn't matter if you forget, I won't run away."

Yan Qi strolled around the court, stood up, and looked up and down at the ferocious-looking head catcher: "This official has a great surname."

The head catcher said arrogantly: "I am a six-door catcher."

Yan Qi said: "There is always a name for the six-door catcher, right?"

The catcher was furious: "Who do you think you are, and you deserve to know my name?"

Yan Qi smiled: "I don't know the names of the officials, how can I honor you? I am a businessman, and my family has a lot of land. I really want to make friends with the officials."

When the head catcher heard this, he turned around and looked at the other catchers.

Laughing arrogantly.

"Brothers, you heard that, he said he was rich."

"Still want to make friends with us?"

"Is this person stupid or stupid?"

Lin Ruoshan snickered on the side.

Paralyzed, you dare to say that our boss is stupid?

I'm afraid that my life is too long.