In the race in the farmers' association, Xiong Qi brought a hundred golden gold as a reward.

The afternoon competition was only the first round, and only the husband participated.

The husbands in the top fifty got rewards, while everyone in the top ten got gold.

But at night, the top ten people were robbed and extorted in public, and seven were even killed.

"So, there are only two people who rob you of reward?" Ying Zheng looked at the three people kneeling in front of him coldly.

The three husbands nodded, without any hesitation.

"Two people rob ten people? Can they even kill seven people?" Ying Zheng asked again.

The three nodded again: "Yes."

Ying Zheng frowned, and his anger slowly calmed down: "An, go and invite my uncle to come."

This matter...is a bit inexplicable.

First of all, Ying Zheng could not guess the purpose of Xiong Qi doing this.

During the transaction with Empress Dowager Huayang, Ying Zheng traded the "position" of "President of the Farmers Association" and Xiong Qi took it together. At the same time, he handed over the nominal command of 500 people among the 1,300 soldiers in the Farmers Association.

Theoretically, Xiong Qi's interests have been bound to a certain extent with the Farmers' Association.

He didn't say that he would help the Farmers Association, at least he shouldn't hinder the Farmers Association.

But why is killing someone?

No reason to find.

If it was just because he lost the game in the afternoon and felt like he had lost face and killed someone to vent his anger, then this person's eyes were too short-sighted and narrow-minded, right?

Moreover... in full view of the peasant association, two people robbed ten people and killed seven?

This kind of thing is something that Ying Zheng can't believe in no matter what.

First, we need to figure out what's going on!

and……

Ying Zheng looked back at the women and children who were still complaining in front of everyone, and felt bored.

Everyone was killed, just crying, but they didn't see any anger, and they didn't want to take revenge. No matter what, is this wrong?

Ying Zheng looked at the relatives and friends of the deceased who were crying, shook his head and removed the distracting thoughts in his heart.

What should be done now is to find a way to avenge these dead people!

No matter what, these people are their foundation.

If you die for no reason and don’t ask for an explanation for them, then who will be willing to believe in you in the future?

Half an hour later, Xiong Qi rushed over.

Compared to the afternoon, Xiong Qi was so calm that he was covered in alcohol at this time, and his spirit was a little depressed, and his face was obviously impatient: "What's the matter with the prince asking me to come?"

Xiong Qi lost face in the afternoon and couldn't be happy.

The charcoal basin in the pavilion brought warmth, and the cold wind around continued to drain a little heat, and Xiong Qi's slight drunkenness was blown away.

He woke up a little, looked around, saw several women complaining to everyone on the platform not far away, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"It's just a memorial service." Ying Zheng smiled: "Did you drink?"

"A drink." Xiong Qi waved his hand: "I am not a good drinker."

"But Zheng heard from his eldest mother that his uncle could drink ten pounds without getting drunk."

"It's just a ridiculous thing for youth... the memorial service... was it because someone in the peasant association died?" Xiong Qi asked, pointing to the memorial scene in the distance.

"It was someone who died, and seven husbands died tonight."

"Seven people." Xiong Qi nodded: "In the winter, seven dead people were fine."

"These seven people are all strong and strong, and today they are in the rushing competition and have won the top ten."

Xiong Qi's smile froze. He glanced at the three people kneeling in front of Ying Zheng and asked, "Do you think those people were killed by me?"

"At least, it was yours who killed it!" Ying Zheng said seriously.

His little face was full of seriousness.

Xiong Qi frowned: "I will never know about this!"

"But I don't believe it!" Ying Zheng said firmly: "I can't believe it either!"

Xiong Qi took a deep breath: "Who is the one who killed someone? Can anyone identify it?"

"Uncle is willing to hand over the murderer to me?"

"But you can't bypass Qin Fa and kill them!" Xiong Qi took a deep breath and said, "There is definitely a problem with this matter. Although I want to play with you, I will never destroy the peasant association."

"I believe this." Ying Zheng nodded and smiled: "Then, uncle, are you willing to give me some compensation to the Farmers Association?"

"Seven people died, I will pay you seven kilograms of gold, okay?" Xiong Qi asked.

The commoner without a title has a very cheap life. Xiong Qi is willing to give seven kilograms of gold, which is considered to be a compensation exceeding the standard.

Generally speaking, if his disciples kill people, there is no need to compensate them at all, and even the so-called "instructions" are not required.

Although the Qin law is strict, the higher the status, the less the constraints the person will be. At this point of the nobles like Xiong Qi, they can despise most of the laws.

Naturally, his disciples have to be dealt with personally.

As for the only seven common people...

Common people and slaves, in this era, are not even "people"!

If Qin Fa wants to investigate them, Xiong Qi's disciples only need to pay some money to be exempted from punishment.

Ying Zheng looked at Xiong Qi without thinking, shook his head directly: "It's not enough!"

Xiong Qi frowned: "I don't want to conflict with you, but Prince, you must also understand my difficulties!"

Human life is not important to it, so he does not understand why Ying Zheng is like this.

Ying Zheng thought for a while and said, "Seven kilograms of gold and seven cows, it's okay."

Xiong Qi frowned.

Just seven common people's husbands... it's not worth the price of seven cows, not to mention that you have to add seven kilograms of gold.

Xiong Qi frowned, feeling that he had lost face.

He gritted his teeth and finally sighed: "Okay, then that's it. You will ask your people to identify them later. After the identification, you will deliver them to the official temple. At this time, you really cannot explicitly violate Qin's laws and give them excuses."

Ying Zheng smiled and bowed: "Then thank you uncle for your understanding."

"That's it." Xiong Qi frowned and left with his sleeves.

Ying Zheng watched Xiong Qi leave, and his face suddenly darkened.

He could see that Xiong Qi was telling the truth.

But it is his man who kills people, and it is also a fact.

and……

"Are you really robbed by the other two?" Ying Zheng asked.

The three people in front of him nodded with certainty: "Yes, yes."

"In the public eye!" Ying Zheng looked at the three people kneeling in front of him. The more he looked, the more he felt that these three people did not look like humans, but like... a dog.

But they are indeed very good at having human appearance.

Ying Zheng had never had much contact with common people, nor did he have much contact with low-level slaves.

He didn't know why these people were so humble.

There was no anger in their expressions, and they could not see anything like despair.

Only thankfulness, and numbness.

I am so numb to myself, to others, and to life.

But Ying Zheng remembers it clearly.

When we received the golden reward for the afternoon, these people and the seven dead people did not look like this!

Ying Zheng looked at them, took out two pieces of gold, and threw them on the ground: "You guys go by yourself."

The three of them looked at the two pieces of gold on the ground without turning, and their bodies were already very obedient and ready to leave.

That kind of gaze.

That desire.

Ying Zheng frowned.

wrong!

Something must be wrong!
To be continued...