When Jiang Haoguang met, he was beaten and beaten, which made everyone very angry.
Everyone's eyes showed anger, but they dared not speak when they were angry. The people were afraid of officials, because they were scholars, and there was someone in their family who was a high official.
Dongming Ziyu said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Village chief, please rest assured that we want to settle here, and we also care about our face. We will definitely abide by the laws and regulations. We have been here all the way, and it is not an exaggeration to say that we walked over corpses. We can get through it." A happy birthday is the best."
There was something in his words, and with a quick glance, it was like a large army pressing down on the enemy, causing those people to take a few steps back involuntarily.
Jiang Haoguang looked shocked, he didn't expect this man to be so powerful.
Realizing that he had been frightened back a few steps by someone's look, he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He bravely took a step forward and said, "You just have to know what's going on!"
Shuan Zhu snorted coldly and said: "We keep to ourselves. But I won't offend others unless they offend me. If anyone wants to bully us, we are outsiders, and we are not easy to bully!"
Immediately, some villagers came out and angrily said: "Hey, you stinky beggars, do you still have any reason?"
"That's right! What haven't you done along the way, cheating, kidnapping, robbery, and stealing? Why don't you allow us to tell the ugly story?"
"Who are you trying to scare? Do you think we can do anything here?"
"That is, the victims of the disaster in my second aunt's village stole chickens and dogs, climbed on the widow's wall, harmed the crops, and did everything!"
"The same goes for my cousin's grandma's village. Since the village took in the victims, things have been thrown away every now and then, and I have been caught on the spot twice!"
"Go, go, go! Don't harm our village!"
"You are not welcome in our village!"
"Get out of here!"
Shuan Zhu saw that he had stirred up a hornet's nest and shrank his neck, but he couldn't back down and cursed: "Fuck! Who cares about your village? Let's go and find the county magistrate, let's pick another good village!"
Only then did Mrs. Qian and the others remember that they also had a backing, and Rong Chuan was the prince's son!
Suddenly, they all shouted: "Let's go, let's go! If you don't welcome us, we won't be treated as a treat!"
"Looking at how big your place is, we came here because we didn't want to be separated. We thought we were interested in the people here?"
"Go back to the county magistrate and choose a village again!"
Some villagers sneered: "Do you think it's your family that runs the government office? Are you allowed to pick whatever you want?"
Mrs. Qian pinched her waist and said: "You have officials above you, and there are people above us! Who knows if there are people outside the world? Just because there are officials in the clan, they bully us outsiders!"
The imperial court arranged for us to come here, but you drove us away and ignored the imperial court! Who gave you the courage? Is it your official master? He is bigger than the imperial court?!"
Mrs. He also rushed out, sat on the ground and cried: "Oh my God! Open your eyes! Look at these people, they are going to kill us just because someone in the family is an official! Your Majesty, you Save us!"
Several old men and women also came out one after another, cursing, crying, and full of fire.
These people are not stupid either. They still remember the warning given by the guards of Prince Chen's Mansion not to cause trouble to Rong Chuan and Prince Chen's Mansion. They only said that there were people above, but they did not dare to pull out Prince Chen's Mansion to make a big banner.
Shangguan Ruoli almost laughed, but don't underestimate these people at the bottom, they have their own wisdom to survive.
Ling Yue covered her mouth and laughed, "When the second wife cried, made trouble, and hanged herself against our family, she was so hateful that people couldn't help but feel itchy. She used this trick on others, and it was quite satisfying."
When Jiang Haoguang heard this, these people almost said that they were plotting rebellion, and their faces turned pale. He also understood that these refugees were all from the same group, and were not temporarily collected by the county government. Moreover, this group of people was so rich.
The momentum, I guess it means there are really people up there.
The villagers in Nanxi Village were also stunned. How could these beggars who were fleeing for safety be so crazy? They dared to make trouble and refused to accept the imperial court's control.
So those who rolled up their arms and sleeves began to quarrel with Mrs. Qian and the others. As long as someone took the lead, they would rush out and start a fight.
"Shut up, everyone! What are you making!" came a majestic and cold voice!
A man in his forties walked over, surrounded by servants and villagers carrying torches.
He is of medium height, slightly stout, has a beautiful beard, and looks very majestic.
But no matter how majestic it is, can it be compared to Dongming Ziyu, who was born a prince, later became a prince, and then emperor, supreme emperor, and supreme emperor?
When he saw Dongming Ziyu standing out from the crowd, he immediately felt inexplicable, and his aura unknowingly dropped a bit. He was surprised in his heart, how could Dongming Ziyu, a disaster victim in ragged clothes, have such an aura?
However, on his territory, he was not afraid anymore. He only glanced at Dongming Ziyu and the others, and said to Jiang Haoguang: "What are you arguing about? Didn't you make an agreement with the county government before? How to arrange it!"
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When Jiang Haoguang heard the scolding tone, a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he still said: "Chief, I just gave you a few warnings, but these people are not happy."
Jiang Hexuan's face was as dark as water, and he said to Dongming Ziyu and the others: "It's getting late. We'll talk about anything tomorrow. You go and settle down first! It's in the wasteland by the stream at the foot of the mountain.
It’s just... there are too many of you, and there are not so many idle yards in the village to rent to you, so you have to find a way to find a place to live on your own. This was all made clear when the county government came to do the statistics."
Dongming Ziyu said: "Okay."
Jiang Hexuan ordered a servant and said: "Bring them over."
After saying that, he led the people back in a mighty manner.
"Patriarch!" Jiang Haoguang chased after him and asked, "How should we treat these victims?"
As he said that, he handed the document in his hand to him, "Look, these people are all from the same village, and there are several relatives from the village. They can escape here in a group, which shows that there are capable people among them."
Jiang Hexuan took the document, looked at it under the torch, and said: "Treat them normally. If they are committing crimes and committing crimes, we are justified and take the opportunity to surrender them. If they abide by the law, there is no need to do anything to them.
Anyway, there is a vegetable field separated from the village. If they refuse to obey the rules, wait until the world settles down and apply to the Yamen to make them a village."
Jiang Haoguang bowed his waist and said: "Yes!"
Jiang Hexuan said: "Let Xiang Yong pay attention and don't let them enter the village casually."
Jiang Haoguang said: "Yes!"
There was indeed a cold light in the lowered eyes. These victims were trying to humiliate themselves in front of everyone. They had to see whose land this was!
Jiang Hexuan returned the document to him and took the people away. He was the head of the village and was in charge of five villages with a population of more than 3,000. He did not need to worry about these small things.
A quarter of an hour later, Dongming Ziyu and everyone looked at the vast wasteland with waist-high grass in front of them by the light of torches, feeling desolate in their hearts.
"Oh my god, how can we live like this!" Mrs. He sat in the wasteland and cried.
Mrs. Qian felt a little hopeless and murmured: "I miss home..."