The courtyard door opened, and outside the courtyard, the villagers of Yangliu Village were surrounded.
Di Ying looked at them and smiled as lovingly as a kindly grandfather.
He said slowly: "Don't think that all officials are bad. This Cheng County Master is not a bad person. He just acts a little rough, but his heart is good for the people.
He came from the military and had killed enemies and defended the country at the border. In order to protect the peace of the people, he had made great military exploits.
He was also demoted here because he was framed by a traitor. In fact, this is our blessing in Yi'en County.
Two strangers still need time to get along and get to know each other, and so do County Magistrate Cheng and you. If you have any problems in the future, you can go to him directly and I believe he will help you solve it.
Even if he speaks a little more directly and has a bad temper, as long as he can solve the problem, it's good, right? A county must rely on everyone's efforts, right? "
"Yes, yes, but who are you? You and he are in the same group. Officials protect each other, and your words don't count." A villager yelled in a low voice.
These words were recognized by all the villagers. Everyone nodded and then looked at Di Ying with suspicious eyes.
Di Ying smiled.
He cupped his fists and saluted, and replied: "My name is Di Ying. I'm not a big shot..."
"Di Ying?"
"Master Di?"
"Lord Di Yingdi!"
"..."
The villagers exclaimed, their eyes suddenly brightening.
Di Ying was surprised.
He asked curiously: "You also know me?"
"Hey, I know! We in Shezhou are so close to Hangzhou. We have all heard about Dou Ting and Lu Cha. You gave Dou Ting justice and killed those evildoers like Lu Cha. Such a happy thing Son, it has been spread a long time ago."
"It's not just that. Our Lord Sima Lin from Shezhou used to write your story and let the storyteller tell it everywhere. We already knew it."
"Also, the magistrate of Nanxi County in Shezhou is named Meng Zhenyao. That magistrate is the best. He always talks about you."
"And my sixth aunt's son's nephew's cousin works as a school captain in Dadu City. When he came back from Xiumu, he often told us about you."
"Yes, they all say that you are a great master. They say that you are not afraid of powerful people and can solve cases like a god. As long as the case is in your hands, no one can escape."
"Isn't that so? How many evil people and evil officials have you killed? That sounds very relieving. You are a man of God."
"..."
For a time, everyone rushed to tell the stories they had heard about Mr. Di.
I felt a little embarrassed to tell Di Ying.
He repeatedly cupped his hands and said, "This is my duty, this is my responsibility. I really don't deserve such praise."
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Mr. Di's somewhat red cheeks and started talking more and more energetically.
Di Ying wiped the sweat from his forehead.
This really made him become a god.
He quickly raised his hands and pressed them down and said, "Thank you so much, fellow villagers, for your support. I really don't deserve it. Let's talk about the case first, shall we?"
As soon as the villagers heard about the case, they became quiet and looked at Mr. Di with bright eyes, still feeling excited in their hearts.
Lord Di, that Lord Di who can redress the grievances of the people is alive and well before his eyes.
Only Cheng Ting silently took half a step away.
In the past, he looked down upon civil servants. I feel that those civil servants are useless except for their powerful mouths.
Only now do I know that being talented in both civil and military fields is more than just a word.
Military generals gain military merit by fighting the enemy with their lives.
Civil servants, on the other hand, rely on numerous, trivial matters that are related to people's livelihood and are of greatest concern to the people in exchange for political achievements.
The two are indispensable and support each other.
Di Ying didn't need to break through his city defense. His city defense was already broken at this moment.
Cheng Ting had no doubt that as long as Di Ying shouted, someone would help him open his city gate.
This is the charm of civil service.
Of course, among such civil servants, Cheng Ting only recognized Di Ying.
He remembered someone saying: Not all officials are named Di Ying.
Although not all officials are bad, people like him like Cheng Ting...
Is he considered a good official? Can they be like Di Ying?
As soon as the problem came up, Cheng Ting rejected it himself.
He can't do it.
It would be better for him to be honest and learn along the way.
Di Yingyou noticed Cheng Ting's half-step away, and he smiled at the villagers and said: "In Pu Zan's case, I can preliminarily conclude that Tu Liang was wrongly accused.
As for why it is said to be a preliminary judgment? Because the testimony of Park Chan’s brother alone is not enough;
We still have to find physical evidence and other witnesses.
Most importantly, we still have to find the real murderer. "
When Di Ying said this, she looked at Old Man Pu.
With an encouraging smile, he said: "You think so?"
Old Man Park: "..."
He took two steps back and shook his head slightly, his neck shaking uncontrollably, "Master Di, what are you talking about? Old man, old man doesn't understand."
The villagers looked at Master Di and then at Old Man Pu.
After looking back and forth twice, someone suddenly shouted: "The murderer is Old Man Park? Mr. Di, are you correct?"
As soon as these words came out, the villagers were in an uproar.
"How could it be Old Man Park? Park Chan is his son, his biological eldest son."
"Do you doubt Mr. Di? I'll beat you."
"I-I don't doubt it, I just...just...can't believe it."
"Huh? You can't believe Master Di? I'm still beating you."
"Go, go, let's go aside, let's listen to what Mr. Di has to say."
"Yes, yes, Master Di, why did Old Man Park kill his own son?"
"Hey, if it were me, with a son like that, I would also..."
"Oh, stop making any noise and listen to Master Di!"
It was finally quiet.
Di Ying didn't say anything, but looked at Old Man Park with a warm look, still encouraging in his eyes.
Seeing this, Old Man Pu squatted on the ground.
He held his head in agony.
Aunt Park was confused.
Shocked and completely overwhelmed.
Until I heard the truth told by Old Man Park with my own ears.
"Yes, I killed the person."
Old Man Pu choked with sobs and said aloud: "Pu Zan has been causing trouble to his neighbors since he was a child, and he has made such a village restless day and night.
It is said that if the son does not teach, it is the father's fault. But I really don’t understand: How did I teach him to be like that?
His mother and I always have endless work to do. We both really tried our best to teach him. Every time he gets into trouble, we both beat him so hard that we wish we could beat him to death.
But he still doesn't change and gets worse.
Tu Liang’s grandfather, do you still remember him? One night, he went to deliver work to the county, but because it was too late and his eyesight was bad, he fell into a ravine, broke his head, and died.
That's what everyone says, right? "
