Some things, once you start doing, don’t have so much thought burden.

For example, Yang Mo is now.

It was confirmed that what the Yangzhou client did was not bragging, and he kowtowed and begged for mercy in tears. The dagger in Yang Mo's hand slid ten centimeters to the right.

He had no worries in his heart when his husband violated his wife, forced his brother to sell his sister, and deal with such a scum.

At the beginning, he thought that his riding skills were not good and that he could easily be caught by a servant if he made a mistake.

Although he already had a response.

But I didn't expect that the riding skills of the servants in various government offices were not much better than that of him.

What he did was a special term in this era: seeing injustice on the road and eliminating harm to the people.

Yang Cheng, the founding emperor of the Northern Sui Dynasty, was once a ranger in Guanzhong. He liked to help the weak since he was a child.

At the age of eighteen, he gained great reputation in Guanzhong, and people at that time were proud of recognizing Yang Cheng.

This was also the basis for his later battle for the world.

After the establishment of the Northern Sui Dynasty, this emperor, who was born in a rampant and very willful, added a word to the law: Rangers are legal.

Of course, it is difficult to obtain the identity of a ranger. The brands representing their identity have the words "Imperial".

In other words, each one is personally recognized by the emperor.

How powerful is the ranger with a card? Under the orders, he can kill evil and punish evil. He can kill people and then report them. He can kill people and commit crimes.

Because Yang Cheng was the leader of the world's rogues at that time, the rogues in the early Northern Sui Dynasty had quite similarities with the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty.

There are also detailed records of this group of people in history books, and the image is very glorious.

There was a ranger in Luyang, named Zhou Ji. One day he returned to Beijing to report his duties, and Yang Cheng complained to him that there was a minister named Zhao Feng who hated him and often humiliated him as the emperor in memorials.

But I had no choice but to be humiliated every day.

Zhou Jie was very angry when he heard this. As the saying goes, the king was humiliated by his ministers and his ministers, Zhao Feng humiliated his boss so much that he needed to kill him.

So he patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll leave this matter to me, I'll make it clear for you."

That night, he sneaked into Zhao Feng's home and assassinated him at the right time.

But he found that before dawn, Zhao Feng put on his court clothes and waited to attend court. Even at home, the sitting ceremony was very solemn.

When Zhou Ji saw him, he thought that Zhao Feng was very loyal to the monarch and could not bear to kill him.

But he promised Yang Cheng that he would kill him and vent his anger.

So he showed up to see Zhao Feng, explained his purpose, and committed suicide by slashing his sword.

There are many similar things, such as a Ranger named Zhang Zhen who accidentally injured an official after listening to slander.

Afterwards, I learned that this official was a good official who worked diligently for the people. I first destroyed the rumor-mongers, then blinded my eyes, deaf ears, and came to the door to apologize with thorns on my back.

In the history of the Northern Sui Dynasty, the Ranger was like this.

When you see injustice on the road, you can help with others, be extremely moral and rules, be cruel to others, and be even more cruel to yourself.

When Yang Mo first saw these biographies of the Rangers, he was still laughing.

Isn’t this just a bunch of 25 biographies?

But after thinking about it, I felt admired it again.

Although these people do things very extreme, the spirit of sacrificing their lives for justice is very rare.

When the Northern Sui Dynasty was first founded, it was also because of these imperial rangers that were present. Many county annals of states and counties had records that they did not close their doors at night and did not pick up their own remains on the road.

It’s a pity that after Taizu Yang Cheng’s death, later emperors could not control this force, so they banned their official identities.

But because of the soil of Rangers and their fruits, even if they weaken their existence, Rangers have a good reputation among the people for more than a hundred years.

However, there are not many people who can truly be called a raider.

Many young people want to imitate the gossip in history books and become famous, but because they are greedy for life and fear of death at critical moments, they gradually become jokes.

Over time, the people dressed up these rangers, but those who were not as strong as those are called Rangers.

This is also the synonym for the group of officers chasing him behind Yang Mo.

After inquiring about the way home, there was another horse under his crotch. Yang Mo would not have any obstacles on the way back to Taiyuan.

Follow the official road and head north.

There were more and more chasing people behind him. At the beginning, when everyone met, they communicated with each other what the Ranger had done to them.

Most of the officers have extremely bad attitudes and are cursing.

"The young master Zhou Junwai in the city just took away the cattle from the tenant's family who could not afford the rent. The thief sold Mr. Zhou's legs. It was really hateful!"

"Mr. Sun's son just robbed a young woman when he was drunk and was dealt with afterwards. However, the thief castrated Sun Yanei and tied him to the downtown area. He was really out of control and did not take us seriously at all!"

"The only son of Zhao's family killed a beggar. Although it shouldn't be, he also paid money. The master's family canceled the lawsuit, but the thief also killed Mr. Zhao and asked Mr. Zhao to send a black-haired man to the black-haired man, hey!"

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As the staff from all over the country gathered information and exchanged information, they stopped scolding.

Everyone's face sank and felt uncomfortable.

The ranger who was hunting did break the law.

But what he did was moral.

Many workers were wondering, what was the purpose of when they were in this industry?

Isn’t it just to protect the family and the people?

But what have I done over the years?

In the face of injustice, not only do they protect themselves and dare not speak, but sometimes they even have to do so for money because of the pressure from their superiors and are in harmony with these gentry and tyrants who oppress the people.

But more officers do not have this kind of original intention and reflection.

They either take over the job of their ancestors or make a living.

Although I have become accustomed to oppressing the people, I am not as entangled as those servants.

But after all, I grew up listening to the story of the Ranger.

Even the worst of a person will choose stories of loyalty, filial piety and etiquette when teaching his children.

Rangers, in the Northern Sui Dynasty, represented faith and righteousness.

They have heard the story of Rangers since they were young.

Even though I have been halfway through my life, I still have the desire for a ranger in my heart when I was young.

Isn’t the thief in front very similar to the ranger in his mind? No, it’s almost exactly the same.

Each person, one rider and one sword, and when encountering unfair things, take action according to your own morality.

If you hit, you will hit it. If you hit it, you will go away without leaving your name, you will not benefit.

Not afraid of how many people behind him were chasing him.

Isn’t that the ancient Ranger?

The sun sets, and the horse in the distance slows down—it’s time to slow down.

The officers chased after a day and a night. They could take turns to rest, but the ranger in front could not.

The setting sun shines on the wilderness, and a stale sun hangs in the sky, laying a blood-red curtain on the vast earth.

More than a dozen officers who had been chasing Yang Mo went forward without taking any shots.

They pulled the reins and stopped slowly.

No one spoke, but looked ahead silently.

The Ranger's horse staggered for a few steps and fell directly to the ground, running around for a long time to exhaust himself.

The ranger also fell down, sat cross-legged, looking towards them.

Although they were far apart, the officers could feel that the man was not afraid at all.

It seemed as if they were waiting for them to go over and fight to the death.

Seeing that he and others stopped and had not passed for a long time, the ranger stood up, walked to the riverside beside the road to take off the veil, picked up the water and drank it with a drink.

"Master, it's in Taiyuan before. If you chase it again..."

The young officer's eyes were filled with shock and admiration, and his voice trembled slightly.

Is this the ancient ranger in this world?

"Taibai, what do you think we should do?"

The old officer in charge was hesitant and turned to look at the disciple who was talking beside him.

The apprentice has just taken it away, but his eyes are so fierce that he has seen countless people know that this young man named Li Bai is definitely not an ordinary person and will definitely make a career in the future.

In the second half of your life, you will have to rely on other people to spend your old age in peace.
To be continued...