"It's gone!" Liu Qing waved his hand.

Yang Xuan stood up and saluted, "I excuse myself."

Lu Qiang asked: "Do you know what to do?"

Everyone who had been robbed of the counterattack looked at Yang Xuan, wanting to hear his analysis. If something was wrong, they would naturally point it out to see if the old man still had the nerve to favor him.

The old man sat there, looking extremely arrogant. But if you look closely, his ears were tingling.

Yang Xuan said: "The three major ministries crushed Chenzhou, and Taiping was defeated seven times... If Chenzhou makes a full counterattack, the three major ministries will gather under the leadership of He Lianchun. I, Chenzhou, won this battle, and Tan

The state army will definitely attack, so we, Chenzhou, will trigger a big war."

Chenzhou lost to the three major armies plus the Tanzhou Liao army!

This is true!

"The people in Beiliao are using humiliation to anger me, Chenzhou. They want me, Chenzhou, to abandon the fortified city and launch a full-scale attack. But why should they do what they want?"

Yang Xuanxiao said confidently, "Taiping was defeated seven times. Wherever you fell, you got up. As the former magistrate of Taiping, I will lead the Taiping army to get back those faces."

He looked at the crowd and said, "With capital and interest!"

…

Peace.

Qian Ji's life was difficult.

Cao Ying did not deliberately target him, and there was no problem with her daily arrangements, and she could even see preferential treatment... For example, all the difficult things were given to others, while Qian Ji's things were simple and easy.

For example, patrolling the streets.

There are two types of street patrols: one is the sergeant's street patrol, which is a public security inspection; the other is the official's street patrol, which is to observe and collect public sentiments.

Qian Ji's daily job is this.

He walked slowly on the street, his eyes constantly moving, like a thief entering Taiping City, worried that the next moment someone would come behind him to put a sack on him and beat him severely.

When patrolling the streets, you must visit Taiping City.

From the time he was assigned to patrol the streets, Qian Ji was touched more than ten times by old people, women, children... Each time, he was unforgettable.

His reputation is getting worse and worse.

There is a stall on the right, and the stall owner is a girl, but now the person sitting behind the stall is a new prisoner. The prisoner is a woman, and she looks quite pretty.

Qian Ji heard about the woman the day before yesterday. The woman's name was Zheng Wuniang, and she married a man who loved to drink. The days after the marriage were fine, but the man's job suddenly disappeared. After losing it, the man actively searched for her at first.

It's true, but the number of refugees has increased in recent years, and those businessmen are more willing to use them.

Compared with normal people, refugees ask for lower wages, and many even just ask not to die of hunger or cold.

This is the best coolie.

So Zheng Wuniang's husband met with obstacles at every turn. He drank at home all day long and yelled about injustice. After drinking too much, he would beat his children. When Zheng Wuniang tried to stop him, she was beaten until her nose and face were bruised and swollen.

She went back to her natal family and cried, saying that her married daughter was a waste of water. If her natal family was strong, she could stand up for the married daughter, but her natal family was also having a hard time. Ye Niang asked her to leave everyone alone for the time being, and men would wake up sooner or later.

She weaved in the morning and did some sewing and mending in the afternoon. Most of her hard-earned money was taken away by her husband to buy wine.

After drinking, he beat her and the child.

She can't see the end of days like this.

Desperate and numb.

Until one time, when her husband's eyes were red from drinking, and he walked towards the five-year-old child with a wooden stick, Zheng Wuniang didn't know what to think, picked up the scissors, and stabbed her husband in the lower back with the scissors.

At that moment she felt liberated.

The subsequent process was like a dream.

Imprisonment, interrogation, beatings... the officials let her know what it means to be "the hearts of the people are as strong as iron, and the laws of the government are as strong as furnaces."

After seeing Qian Ji, Zheng Wuniang reluctantly stood up and saluted, then lowered her head in panic, "I've seen the chief secretary."

Qian Ji looked at her nervously and took a step back subconsciously. Then he thought that Zheng Wuniang would be exiled to Taiping.

He looked around and felt that everyone was laughing at him, waiting to make a fool of himself, waiting to put a sack on him.

The long-term pressure made him crazy.

"Bitch!"

Qian Ji's hand was just a slap.

These bitches!

If they were somewhere else, he could put them in a dilemma of life and death with just one order.

But in Taiping, it was these bitches who put him in a dilemma between life and death.

Snap!

His eyes were red, and he beat Zheng Wuniang crazily.

"Bitch slave! Bitch! Bitch!"

Zheng Wuniang did not dare to resist, she said with tears: "I was wrong."

The weak Zheng Wuniang aroused the anger in Qian Ji's heart. He even thought of a trick to scare the monkeys, so he pointed at Zheng Wuniang and said, "Take it down! Take heavy responsibility!"

Zheng Wuniang knelt down and cried: "I am guilty of this sin, and my sin cannot be forgiven."

The entourage looked at Qian Ji and wanted to take action, but when he looked at the silent people around him, but with anger in their eyes, they became timid.

"Bitch!" Qian Ji felt that all his depression had been vented, and he continued to patrol with his hands behind his back feeling refreshed.

I don't know how long it took.

Zheng Wuniang suddenly found that the surrounding area had become quiet.

Then the sound of footsteps came slowly.

The young man's voice was nice and gentle, "What's going on?"

Zheng Wuniang said deliberately: "The crime of slavery cannot be forgiven."

The young man said gently: "I'm asking today."

Zheng Wuniang opened her mouth, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. She was worried about offending the nobleman, so she quickly wiped it, "I offended the master, and the crime is unpardonable."

"What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything."

"Then what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything."

"Then why did you say you pissed off the chief registrar?"

"Slave...just because slaves are sinners."

"Sinners should have laws to deal with them. Get up."

Zheng Wuniang looked up and saw a young man standing in front of her.

who is he?

"Mingfu!"

At this time, people around him rushed up.

"Sima!"

"I've seen Sima!"

When Zheng Wuniang saw the people saluting happily, her eyes were full of joy, as if she was seeing relatives she had not seen for a long time.

Sima?

Who is.

"It's Sima!"

The employer's voice came from behind, and the girl's voice was sweet and crisp. Zheng Wuniang could hear the girl's admiration, just like the voice she used when she met the boy she admired when she was fifteen years old.

"Zheng Wuniang, this is our original Yang Ming Mansion, now Yang Sima."

"Oh oh oh!" Zheng Wuniang nodded hurriedly, but she didn't know who this Yang Sima of Yang Ming Mansion was.

She saw the young man smiling and cupping his hands. After a while, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Why did you commit the crime?"

Zheng Wuniang sniffed, "The man in the family drinks and beats the children every day."

"Didn't he hit you?"

"beat."

Hit, not fight.
To be continued...