There were shouts of orders and the neighing of horses in the distance.
After the crowd commotion, the people moved out of the way.
A group of royal guards rode over and saw Angel teasing the black man.
When the black man saw the Jin Yiwei coming, he quickly lay on the ground and begged for mercy: "My lord, my lord, she unreasonably bullied me, please make the decision for me!"
"Ouch!"
As the black man spoke, he was hit to the side again.
The black man continued to beg: "Sir, this woman and this pretty boy are in the same group!"
"Please, sir, make the decision for me!"
The leader of the Jin Yiwei was Wang Chong. He was responsible for maintaining public order in the city. When he saw the people shouting and shouting here, he came over to take a look.
Unexpectedly, I came across this scene.
Wang Chong recognized Angel and frowned when he saw his mischief.
Just when he was about to scold her, Wang Zhong suddenly glanced at Zhao Xiaole beside him, ignored the black man, and immediately knelt down and said:
"Wang Chong has met the Marquis."
Wang Chong knelt down, and the imperial guards behind him also dismounted and knelt down.
People fell to their knees on the long street.
The noisy people suddenly fell silent.
The black man didn't dare to say anything.
Mr. Hou?
Marquis of Zhenguo?
Is it this pretty boy?
He belongs to the local emperor from the north!
How dare you call him a pretty boy?
For a moment, the black man wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide.
It's over, it's over, he's done.
Zhao Xiaole asked, "Wang Chong, you are responsible for public security in the city, why do you beat people in the street?"
Wang Chong looked at the old man on the ground, and he already knew the reason, and replied: "Master Marquis, I haven't heard about this yet, please wait for me to ask."
Zhao Xiaole nodded, "Ask."
"yes."
Wang Chong answered, stood up and asked the black man, and then looked at the old man with many whip marks on his body,
"Why do you hit people in the street?"
The black man pointed at the old man and said, "My lord, I am wronged. That old man took advantage of my master's absence and occupied his land privately."
"I punished him now. If you don't believe me, ask him."
Wang Chong looked at the old man and said, "Is this the case?"
The old man was beaten so much that he was in pain all over his body, and he replied in a weak voice: "Sir, that land is deserted if it is empty."
"Old man's food was robbed. If we don't plant more land, we won't have anything to eat next year."
The situation of old men is very common.
When you are old, you can work as a long-term worker.
Just enough to feed myself every day.
After King Zhenbei looted Xiaoliang City, the old man's remaining food was also confiscated. He had nothing to eat and wanted to hang himself with a rope.
Thinking about having a little grandson, I held back.
Fortunately, many large households followed them to Xiaoliang City, and their land became empty. The old man and many common people came up with this idea.
I didn't want him to memorize his ideas, but he was bumped into by a black man on the street today, and he was whipped.
Both of them are reasonable.
This is no longer easy to handle.
Wang Chong couldn't make a decision, so he looked at Zhao Xiaole.
Zhao Xiaole said nothing, he was thinking about another thing.
The big players have all left.
The ground is empty.
Why don’t I carry out land reform now?
Will there be any resistance?
"Master Hou?"
Wang Chong's voice reminded him.
"Um?"
Only then did Zhao Xiaole come back to his senses.
"Master Hou, how do you think this lawsuit will be decided?" Wang Chong asked.
It is wrong for a black man to hit someone.
It's not right for the old man to farm on other people's land.
According to the usual penalty, each player will get 50 hits.
Considering that the master of the black man went to Hongzhou, things became more delicate.
Wang Chong then asked Zhao Xiaole for his opinion.
Zhao Xiaole thought for a while and said: "It is wrong to hit someone, let's follow the normal procedures and punish him!"
"yes."
"Where is this person?"
Wang Chong pointed at the old man on the ground again.
The old man's face was full of despair. If he was punished, there would be no need to bother.
He found a piece of hemp rope and hung it by his neck.
It's death anyway, so what's wrong with dying easily?
Not only the old man, but other people also looked at Zhao Xiaole, waiting for him to issue a verdict.
What the old man did was wrong.
He was justified in doing so because he wanted to survive.
The whole place was silent.
Zhao Xiaole slowly said: "Send him to be treated."
"yes."
Wang Chong wanted to help the old man.
The old man was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and hurriedly refused: "No treatment, old man will not treat the disease!"
Wang Chong hesitated and said with a smile: "Don't worry, old man, the Marquis has pardoned you, so you can rest assured to get treatment."
The old man was stunned, "Really?"
After Wang Chong nodded, the old man quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Xiaole to thank him.
He was injured and physically inconvenienced.
At Zhao Xiaole's signal, Wang Chong supported the old man and said, "Old man, let's go treat your injuries first."
The old man quickly refused, "Old man, I won't go, old man, I don't have money to see a doctor."
Wang Chong was afraid that Zhao Xiaole would be angry, so he said: "Don't worry, old man, the Marquis has pardoned you, and you won't have to spend money on medical treatment."
"Really...really?"
Wang Chong nodded.
The old man quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Xiaole, "Thank you, Lord Marquis, thank you..."
Zhao Xiaole waved his hand and left with Angel.
He has already thought of a way to break the situation.
He had to get started quickly.
Zhao Xiaole returned to his study, first wrote a letter to the prince, and then sent an order to Chang Kun to see him.
After Wang Chong came, he ordered: "The king is causing trouble along the coast. You can take some of the Royal Forest Army and the Shenji Battalion to guard against pirates."
"Remember, there is no need to take the initiative, just be defensive."
Chang Kun was confused and asked: "Aren't we going to attack Hongzhou? What kind of credit does fighting pirates count? You'd better let others do it."
Zhao Xiaole snorted and said: "If we continue to attack Hongzhou, we will not be able to hold on any longer. If you follow my order and guard against pirates, you may gain greater merit."
Chang Kun said unhappily: "We entered the north with overwhelming momentum. How could we not capture a small Hongzhou?"
Zhao Xiaole's face darkened and he looked at him without speaking.
Chang Kun understood that he was wrong and said: "Her Royal Highness is in Chuzhou and is in a very bad situation now. You must keep your word."
Zhao Xiaole's eyes flashed and he said: "I know very well that if we don't attack Hongzhou, Hongzhou will soon be defeated."
"Let her rest assured."
Chang Kun said nothing more, clasped his fists and saluted and left.
After Zhao Xiaole finished handling everything, he discovered that there was a post under the document, which said, Qi Wensou paid a courtesy visit to the Marquis of Zhen Guo.
Zhao Xiaole frowned, picked up the post, and looked at it, "Qi Wensou? It's a post from ten days ago."
After taking it apart and looking at it, he thought for a while and said to himself: "It's okay to meet him and see what he will say."
Zhao Xiaole had an impression of this person. People who had never met him had heard of his reputation. He had never taken him seriously before.
After the attack on Hongzhou, this man jumped out.
Maybe the situation will change because of this person.
Zhao Xiaole knew in his heart that Qi Wensou was most likely working as a lobbyist for King Zhenbei. His coming would mean that King Zhenbei's situation was not good either.
After posting the post, Zhao Xiaole began drafting a plan for land reform in the north.