"Among scholars, there is no shortage of scumbags like Zhu Liren!"
Lin Yi hated this kind of person the most.
Scholars are favored by literature, have a literary heart, and have the ability to draw talent from words.
But instead of using this ability to protect the people, he instead oppressed the people.
What is the difference between this and scum?
Lin Yi put on his scholar's shirt and went to the Yamen main hall alone without waking Li Wenbo who was still sleeping soundly.
He would like to see what shameful things the scholars did who forced the common people to beat drums and complain about their grievances.
…
Outside the county government.
A woman in ragged clothes, with tears on her face, was beating the drum with difficulty.
"Injustice!"
"Injustice!"
The woman was about thirty years old, with blood bleeding from the corner of her mouth. The exposed skin was covered with bruises and blood marks. She had obviously suffered inhuman abuse.
She was stubborn and in tears.
With his weak body, he made a powerful impact sound.
Boom!
Boom!
The sound of drums is as loud as spring thunder, loud and harsh!
It resounded throughout the county government.
Uh-huh!
Uh-huh!
Hearing the commotion, the yamen servants filed out of the yamen gate and quickly surrounded the woman.
Form a protective circle.
At the same time, he looked around solemnly to prevent anyone from coming to hurt anyone.
"My lords, a common girl is wronged!"
The woman knelt outside the county government office, tears streaming down her face. The airtight wall of government officials gave her great courage.
"Long live Dayan!"
"Long live your Majesty!"
Women also know this allusion from books. If they are bullied by scholars, the yamen's hall is the talisman of the common people.
The officials in the yamen will never let the common people be bullied at will by scholars.
If the official doesn't care, then go to the capital and sue the scholars.
Lin Yigang came to the main hall of the Yamen and happened to see the gloomy-looking magistrate Zhang Dong walking towards the outside of the Yamen.
The two met each other.
Zhang Dong nodded slightly towards Lin Yi and walked out.
"grown ups!"
Master Song Fugui straightened his clothes and followed.
County Lieutenant Li Si and several agents from the Demon Suppressing Hall also rushed over.
Zhao Zhongcheng walked at the back holding a pen and ink.
"Scholar Lin, would you like to go and have a look together? See the behavior of some scholars?"
When Zhao Zhongcheng passed by Lin Yi, he asked in a low voice.
"I think so too!"
Lin Yi looked solemn and followed out.
…
Outside the county government office.
Zhang Dong's expression softened a little when he saw that the yamen officer was protecting the woman who was playing the drum in every possible way.
"grown ups!"
The officials bowed their hands and gave up their positions.
Zhang Dong entered the encirclement and saw the woman kneeling on the ground. Her fists under the sleeves of her official uniform were making a clicking sound.
"Damn it!"
As soon as he saw the woman's appearance, Zhang Dong roughly knew what happened.
Lin Yi and Zhao Zhongcheng stood aside. The latter took out a pen and paper and was responsible for recording the grievances.
"Sir, the people's daughter is wronged! I beg you to seek justice for the people's daughter... The people's daughter will work as a cow and horse in the next life to repay you!"
Woohoo!
The woman knelt down and kowtowed, making a banging sound.
When Lin Yi saw this scene, he felt a knife stuck in his chest.
"If I witness such a thing, I can't even get justice from a weak woman. How can I bear this righteousness?"
Lin Yi clenched his fists.
He knew that even if Zhang Dong didn't let him intervene, he would never be able to stand idly by.
Lin Yi didn't wait for Zhang Dong to speak, stepped forward and helped the kowtowing woman up.
When the woman looked up again, her forehead was dripping with blood.
"Don't be afraid. If you have any grievances, just tell the magistrate. No matter if the person who hurt you is a scholar or someone else, he will definitely pay the due price!"
Lin Yi comforted him, his eyes full of encouragement.
He awakened his literary heart the day after tomorrow. To him...he was born a commoner.
He is also an ant in the literary world.
It's just a matter of luck that I got the qualification to borrow the power of literature and art with the help of poetry in my previous life.
Zhao Zhongcheng's hand holding the pen trembled slightly. He looked at Lin Yi and recorded this passage.
My eyes were wet without knowing when.
Then there was a hint of imperceptible relief on his face.
When Zhang Dong saw Lin Yi's behavior, there was a hint of approval deep in his eyes. He looked at the woman who complained and said sternly: "He is right. If you have any grievances, just tell me, and I will take care of it." You demand justice!”
"But...if it is framed and unjustly accused, then I will also follow the laws of Dayan and the Yi tribe!"
The woman's delicate body trembled, and her tears burst into tears. She choked with sobs and cried heartbreakingly:
"Zhang Xiaoyan, a folk girl, is from Pingni Alley in the south of the city. She has a husband and three children at home. She makes a living by selling sesame cakes in the city..."
"Last night, a scholar wearing a Confucian shirt forced his way into the house of a commoner girl. He said he was searching for some evil spirit. My husband was worried that he would disturb me and the children, so he stopped him from entering, but..."
"But when the girl came out of the room and tried to ask, the scholar saw the girl... wuwu, when he saw my husband blocking him, he suddenly killed him!"
"After he killed my husband, he dragged the daughter to the room. My three-year-old child was woken up. Just because he shouted: Dad, there is a bad guy, he beat my child to death! Wuwuwu... …”
The woman cried heartbreakingly and was filled with grief. Lin Yiting felt a surge of rage in his heart.
I feel like my heart is bleeding.
Scum!
brute!
Even a three-year-old child is not spared. What does he know?
He may not understand at all why someone would throw him to death. What did he do wrong?
What did this woman's husband do wrong?
Is it because it prevents scholars from searching? Prevent readers from disturbing their sleeping wives and children?
What was he wrong about?
Why!
Why!
Just because of that sentence in the true interpretation of Wen Dao, all those under Wen Dao are ants...
Damn it, they are all ants under the literary system.
Lin Yi felt that there seemed to be something in his blood, hitting his heart crazily.
A sense of injustice made his body tremble slightly.
Although he is not strong.
But you just can’t see the suffering in the world!
Snap!
The pen in Zhao Zhongcheng's hand fell to the ground, and his body was shaking uncontrollably. The paper recording the case was stained with tears at some point.
Kick! Kick!
County Magistrate Zhang Dong suddenly took a few steps back, his fists clenched and his nails embedded in his flesh.
He gritted his teeth, his lips were bitten, and his eyes were filled with rage.
"Daughter of the people...Daughter of the people was also insulted by this man. I beg you to seek justice for my family and comfort the souls of my husband and children in heaven!"
"Husband, children, Yan'er is here to accompany you!"
The woman's emotions broke down. In excitement, she broke away from Lin Yi's hands, cried and bumped directly into the drum.
She has decided to leave.
I just want to use my own death to let the official seek justice for their family.
"what are you doing!"
Lin Yi was shocked and quickly stood in front of the woman.
boom!
The woman bumped into his chest. Lin Yi groaned, grabbed the woman's arm, and scolded: "You haven't seen that beast brought to justice with your own eyes, how can you die?"
"Who is the scholar who killed your husband and children? Does your Excellency know?"
"After you told your grievances, you couldn't wait to die. How did you ask the adults to arrest people, and who to arrest?"
"Do you still want that beast to laugh behind your back?"
"Live well, the county magistrate, me, Lin Yi, the scholar at Pingzhou Academy, and they... will all make decisions for you!"
"Whether he is a beast or a scholar...he is dead!"
Lin Yi felt angry and helpless.
If this woman was killed in a collision like this, how could they arrest her?
And that beast.
He will probably still be snickering in a corner, laughing at them, and continue to do such things that are outrageous to both humans and gods!
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