The man in a civilized state stood up from the crowd, and all his eyes immediately looked at him. Even the servant who was the scepter Lin stopped and turned his head to look at the man in a civilized state.

Chu Huan looked at the man with an ordinary appearance, slightly dark skin, and a little thin. He was an ordinary person who would not be recognized by people even if he was thrown into the crowd. At this time, the man in the civilian body trembled slightly. I don’t know if he was nervous or angry, or even though he was righteous, he was still a little scared in his heart.

"Hey, isn't this Nian Xiucai?" Zhao Jingcheng handed the teacup in his hand to the policeman beside him, stood up from the chair, and said with a smile: "Why, Nian Xiucai is coming out to stand up?"

"Just come out and talk about the truth." Nian Xiucai, a man in a commoner, stared at Zhao Jingcheng, "Not whether he really owes taxes, even if he really owes the so-called taxes, there is no reason to beat people in the street. You... you are going to take human life aside."

"Treat human life?" Zhao Jingcheng laughed and said, "Scholars are scholars, and they use words when they speak. Nian Xiucai, you are scholars, and you want to reason, so I will talk to you. Lin, who is a tax owed for more than half a month, and the servants came to ask for it several times, and he always shirked his responsibilities and treated the king's law as nothing. Shouldn't such a person know what the king's law is? Since you have read books, you naturally know that the saying of using the double dictionary in troubled times. Now, if you don't use the double dictionary, how can you stabilize the people's hearts?"

"You...you are talking nonsense." Nian Xiucai said angrily: "If you do this, not only will you not stabilize the people's hearts, but you will lose the people's hearts and make the people even more frightened."

Zhao Jingcheng looked strangely and sneered: "What did you say?"

"I am speaking conscience." Nian Xiucai's health has stabilized at this time. "Now we should light the labor service and taxes to allow all walks of life to recuperate. You have a clear vision and randomly increase taxes. This... this is a nonsense."

"Arbitrary tax increase?" Zhao Jingcheng's face darkened, "This is what the above means. It is the northwest that needs to be rebuilt, so the reconstruction tax is collected. Could it be that the reconstruction of the northwest will be paid by the court? You are all people in the northwest, and everyone needs to do their best. Is this effort just a shout with your mouth?" Pointing to the shopkeeper Lin who was lying on the ground and unable to get up, he said, "He will not pay the tax, will the government let it do this? If he does not pay, you will not pay it, will the northwest be rebuilt?"

"The reconstruction of the northwest is not about asking them to collect taxes." Nian Xiucai said seriously: "On the contrary, for these people, we should pay less taxes and let them recuperate. It is difficult to do business in the northwest. They stay here to do business, just because they are from the northwest and have their foundations here. Opening the door to do business means maintaining the operation of business. If you pay more taxes, you will not only not be able to restore the northwest, but will force them to close or leave...!"

As soon as Nian Xiucai said that, the onlookers were talking, and some even nodded slightly and expressed deep approval of Nian Xiucai's words.

When Zhao Jingcheng saw that people around him seemed to agree with what Nian Xiucai said, he was immediately angry and pointed at Nian Xiucai and said sternly: "You little scholar, you are also here to speak wildly and incite people's hearts. Are you trying to rebel?"

Nian Xiucai argued with reason: "Would it be a rebellion if you say a few fair words?" He shook his sleeves and said angrily: "If this is true, the entire Northwest people will be forced to rebel sooner or later by you!"

"You...!" Zhao Jingcheng said coldly: "Come here, Nian Xinlan bewitched the people, made a lot of rhetoric, incite people's hearts, took it down for me, and rewarded him with twenty sticks on the spot."

At that moment, two servants rushed over like wolves and tigers. Nian Xinlan said anxiously: "What are you doing? You are still unreasonable. How can you do this bright world?!"

Two servants had already pulled Nian Xinlan over, and one of them kicked Nian Xinlan to the ground. Then the two of them pressed him down. The people were immediately talking, and many people glared at him, but they dared not speak out.

The man with a stick next to him came up and was about to take action. A voice came from the crowd and said, "All the way, it's still the most lively here. I'm spanking with taxes. I have to spank even if I say a few words. I wonder if this is the custom of Kitahara?"

I saw the crowd dispersing, and a man slowly came out from the middle with his hands on his back, his eyebrows were like a knife, his face was smiling, but his eyes were extremely cold and fierce. Although his clothes were ordinary, he had a compelling power.

When Zhao Jingcheng saw a young man come out, he immediately sneered: "There are strange things every year, and this year there are a lot of them. It seems that there are more and more people who are not afraid of death in Kitahara."

"There are strange things everywhere, there are a lot of them here." Chu Huan stared at Zhao Jingcheng and smiled faintly: "I also think that more and more people are not afraid of death these days."

"What did you say?" Zhao Jingcheng pointed at Chu Huan and said, "What do you want to do?"

"You have heard what I said, so why ask more questions?" Chu Huan said calmly: "What am I going to do? Why don't you guess yourself."

A thick man next to him cursed, "Okay, you guys, this is not a place for you to go wild. I tear your mouth apart." In order to show his loyalty in front of Zhao Jingcheng, he seemed extremely brave and rushed towards Chu Huan like a hungry wolf. A big hand like a palm fan caught Chu Huan's neck.

The figure next to him flashed, and one leg kicked out, kicking straight into the heart of the officer. The officer caught him off guard, and the kick was extremely fast. With a "bang", he was kicking the officer's heart. The officer's thick body flew backwards, and then he fell heavily to the ground with a "bang", and couldn't breathe for a while.

Everyone around was shocked. Zhao Jingcheng had changed his color. The servants didn't care about Manager Lin and Nian Xiucai. They immediately came around and saw that in addition to the young man who stood up, there was a man with a one-eyed blindfold next to him. The one-eyed dragon even had a knife around his waist.

"Okay!" Zhao Jingcheng saw the big knife hanging around the waist of the one-eyed dragon and screamed, "Beating the official officer, and violating the knife hunting order and wearing knives. This is to rebel. Come on, take down these two bold rebels!"

The official officer took a stick and took a knife and surrounded him. The people hurriedly retreated. At this moment, another cold voice in the crowd said, "Everyone has been taken down, and no one can escape." Then more than ten soldiers wearing armor rushed out of the crowd. One of them wore tiger battle helmets and black armor. The other soldiers were also exquisite armors and had already drawn their swords. They were extremely cold and fierce. If the officers were wolves, the soldiers who rushed out were tigers.

The officers were about to take down Chu Huan and Bai Xiaozi, but suddenly a group of people rushed out, and they were stunned. In the blink of an eye, these soldiers were already thousands of armored soldiers, and the sword light flashed. The seven or eight yamen servants who followed Zhao Jingcheng, and at this time, everyone had a big sword shining with cold light on their necks.

The people were all frightened, but they felt extremely happy when they saw the arrogant and domineering yamen officers facing these armored soldiers.

The general wearing a tiger battle helmet glanced at the officers coldly and said in a deep voice: "Don't move, if anyone moves, he will chop his head with one knife!" He looked cold, but he was Yun Wei Qi Hong, a guard guard who was guarding Chu Huan.

The sound of ping-pong was loud, and all the long sticks and swords in the hands of the yamen fell to the ground.

They really didn't know where these soldiers came from, but they knew that these soldiers were extraordinary. Not to mention the delicate black armor on their bodies, and the sharp and cold-sharp knife in their hands, just talking about the size and figure of these people, they were not comparable to ordinary soldiers.

The Guards are the Royal Guards. Although there are children of high-ranking officials, overall, the selection of Guards is extremely strict. It is no exaggeration to say that one in a hundred is selected. Almost all real Guards soldiers are strong, tall and strong. Chu Huan was ordered by the emperor to select a personal guard from the Guards, so he naturally chose the elite among them. Although he only obtained two hundred Guards, each of them was a brave and warlike elite, so he was naturally not comparable to ordinary soldiers.

Zhao Jingcheng had already killed his eyes at this time. Like those servants, he couldn't figure out what was going on. He had a small Jingcheng, and had never even seen the guards. He could not tell which army the soldiers in front of him belonged to. There was no such well-equipped army in the northwest. He was afraid and surprised in his heart, but he still came forward, thinking that Qi Hong was the leader of the group of people. He bowed and bowed and smiled: "This general is a misunderstanding. We are a family. The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple. They were all served by the imperial court. The subordinate official is Jingcheng, the house of Qingtang County, and the little surname Zhao, who offended the general...!"

Qi Hong said coldly: "What big flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple? Who is the family with a lowly person like you?" The Guards were the nobles of the Empire. They didn't even look down on the Twelve Guards, so the local state army naturally looked down on them even more, let alone the small servants of the county yamen. In the eyes of the guards, they were tigers. These yamen were just bed bugs, and they could pinch them to death with their fingers.

Although Zhao Jingcheng was angry, he knew that the soldiers in front of him were not easy to mess with, so he could only smile and said, "It's because the officials are wrong, the officials are wrong. General, what are you... what are you doing?"

"I want to ask what you want to do." Qi Hong looked at Zhao Jingcheng coldly, "Who do you want them to catch?"

Zhao Jingcheng immediately pointed to Chu Huan next to him and said, "By the way, General, you are here just right. There are two thieves here. They... They are so brave. Not only does they appear with swords, but they also block the yamen from doing the job. General, you... you take down these two thieves!"

Qi Hong looked at Zhao Jingcheng with a pity, turned to Chu Huan, and said respectfully: "Sir, how do you deal with these traitors?"

At this time, not only Zhao Jingcheng and those servants, but also the people around were stunned.

Zhao Jingcheng was already scattered at this time. He never expected that these soldiers were actually subordinates of the "rebels" he said. He knew that he had caused a huge disaster and said in a trembling voice: "This... this lord is..."

Chu Huan had a expressionless face and said lightly: "My name is Chu Huan!"
Chapter completed!