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Chapter 182 The law is clear

"Actually, my relationship with Xueyang goes beyond that!"

After saying that, Yang Qingyuan felt that he was a bitch, why would he tease her if he didn’t marry!!!

Isn’t it enough to have Ji Yaohua’s lessons learned? It’s the hardest thing to live up to the kindness of a beauty!

Just when Yang Qingyuan was looking at me, Cao Xueyang's eyes really lit up, "It seems that I really saw it right, Brother Yang's sword..."

Yang Qingyuan nodded, then took off the sword from his waist and handed it to Cao Xueyang.

Taking Yang Qingyuan's sword, Cao Xueyang gently pulled it out, and an ancient sword appeared in front of him. Near the hilt, there was a Qin seal inscription. Perhaps because it took too long, the inscription was blurred, but it could only be vaguely seen.

The word "green".

"This must be the Qingzhi that our ancestor was snatched away by the Holy General Longyin!"

Yang Qingyuan nodded and found out that Qingzhi was indeed Wei Wu's sword. During the bloody battle in Yang, it was captured by Zhao Suoxiang and became Zhao Suoxiang's sword.

It was originally just a sharp sword, but it became famous all over the world because of Zhao Xiang, and because of this, the murderous aura in the Qingzhi Sword was even stronger than that of Tunhong just now.

After playing with it for a while, Cao Xueyang sheathed the sword and handed it back to Yang Qingyuan.

"Brother Yang is a master of swordsmanship. If this sword is in Brother Yang's hands, it will live up to its prestigious reputation!"

Although it was a famous sword from the ancestors, when it was taken away by Zhao Xiang, the Cao family lost the legal basis for owning this sword.

After the drill, Yang Qingyuan took Cao Xueyang and the others to briefly visit Dali Temple, and then took the three people back to his home.

Yang Qingyuan's mansion is not big in the capital, but it is still very grand compared to other houses.

"Pack out the east wing. These three guests will stay here for a few days."

After Yang Qingyuan finished his instructions, he said to Cao Xueyang and the others, "It will take some time before the imperial edict is issued and the rewards are ready. The three of you can live here. If you want to go out to play in Xueyang, you can go on your own and be careful.

These, there shouldn’t be much movement in the divine capital.”

After all, we are at the feet of the emperor, so we can't play tricks like drugging, right?

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Cao Xueyang and the other three settled down in Yang Qingyuan's mansion.

And Yang Qingyuan still has to deal with cases. Although the water transportation case and the granary case have been reported, the judgment and punishment have not yet been completed.

As for the main culprit, Emperor Zhou had written and approved the execution.

At six o'clock the next day, Pan Qianweng, Huang Yuesheng, Du Jinrong and other senior members of the Cao Gang who had been imprisoned in Dali Temple were all shackled and were about to be taken to the execution ground.

"This is Gang Leader Pan's last meal!" Yang Qingyuan walked into the cell where Pan Qianweng was imprisoned.

Pan Qianweng had strong martial arts and was good at other martial arts, so Yang Qingyuan not only sealed his martial arts skills by tapping acupoints and cutting off pulses, but also locked him up with iron chains.

Pan Qianweng glared at Yang Qingyuan, his pupils bloodshot. If Yang Qingyuan had not had to embarrass him, he would not be in this situation today.

"Why on earth do you insist on putting me to death!! Just because I was born in Shaolin? I am a lay disciple of Shaolin?!" Pan Qianweng still didn't understand why Yang Qingyuan wanted to do everything possible?

It was obviously just to investigate the case of the granary. Now that the food was found, why bother to kill everyone in the Cao Gang?

Even for the money of the Cao Gang, he could completely control himself. Once he died, Yang Qingyuan would have to find someone to control the world's water transportation. This process was so laborious that Pan Qianweng couldn't figure it out.

Yang Qingyuan walked into the cell and walked to Pan Qianweng's desk with a smile on his face.

"Gang Leader Pan doesn't understand?!"

Yang Qingyuan paused and continued, "Not only Gang Leader Pan doesn't understand, but those who were abducted and trafficked by the Cao Gang also don't understand! Why do they become other people's goods when they live a good life?"

"Those children who were tortured to death by you on the dock don't understand!?"

"Those workers who were tortured and killed by your men and then buried in a hurry don't understand!?"

"Those women who were defiled by you and sold to other countries don't understand either!?"

"Gang Leader Pan, your Cao Gang is bleeding with the blood of these innocent people from head to toe!"

The smile on Yang Qingyuan's face became the evil ghost of Yama in Pan Qianweng's eyes.

"If it's just smuggling and tax evasion, then your crime is indeed not worthy of death. Even if His Majesty wants to kill you, I might spare your life! So, when I find out these things, Gang Leader Pan, you are already dead.

It's over! Even if Haotian comes, I can't protect you! I said so."

Pan Qianweng thought of many reasons, such as intimidating the remaining Cao Gang members, such as removing Shaolin's peripheral forces, etc., but he never thought that the reason would be so unexpected and so reasonable.

"Just for those untouchables?!"

Yang Qingyuan sneered, "Gang Leader Pan, where do you get the confidence to call yourself 'untouchable'?"

If this phrase "untouchable" were spoken by the King of Chu, the Prince, or Kong Qinli, although it would not be recognized by Yang Qingyuan, it would still be in line with the national conditions of the Zhou Dynasty at this time.

But although Pan Qianweng was the leader of a gang in the world of martial arts, he was essentially a businessman among scholars, farmers, and merchants.

"Clan leader Pan, does he think he is very noble!? Well, let it go, you are going to die anyway! It doesn't matter what you think!"

Pan Qianweng looked at Yang Qingyuan who was walking towards the cell door and suddenly shouted.

"Master Yang!!! I am willing to serve as a slave and be loyal to the death! Please spare me and I can help you reintegrate the Caobang. I know you also want to control the Caobang, but if you retrain others, it will take at least three years.

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"No need!"

Looking at Pan Qianweng kneeling on the ground, Yang Qingyuan had to admit that this man was indeed decisive and courageous.

If it's a mafia novel that kills people at the slightest disagreement... no, in a fantasy novel, if you control it, you are indeed a very good tool.

But this is the Great Zhou Dynasty, which has its own laws, and Yang Qingyuan is also a staunch supporter of the good and lawful camp.

"If I agree to this, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep or eat well from now on!"

Yang Qingyuan looked at Pan Qianweng, "I'm even more sorry for the countless dead souls surrounding your head!"

There seemed to be countless ghosts with blurred faces on Pan Qianweng's head, their eyes filled with hatred, glaring at Pan Qianweng angrily.

"Gang Leader Pan, go on your way. There are many people waiting for you on the Huangquan Road."

After saying that, Yang Qingyuan left the death row directly.

At noon, a group of Cao Gang rebels headed by Pan Qianweng were taken to the execution ground.

Onlookers in the divine capital, all the major docks stopped working, and a group of workers came to see the fate of this evil gang of Cao Gang.

Yang Qingyuan held the sentence order in his hand and stood on the execution platform. "The former leader of the Cao Gang, Pan Qianweng, Du Jinrong, Huang Yuesheng, An Cheng, An Xiao, An Jie...Liu Erming...is guilty of intentional homicide, intentional injury, and tax evasion."

Crime, crime of human trafficking, crime of organization and leader participating in a mafia-type organization...Several crimes are punished concurrently, and the sentence is: execution!"

After reciting it, Yang Qingyuan pulled out a lotus from the bucket beside him.

"It's three quarters past noon, let's kill!"

The lot fell to the ground and the butcher knife was raised.

Today, the docks are filled with the cries of workers, and countless people have been avenged.

In the end, the law of heaven is clear and the legal net is restored.

Those who do evil will inevitably die.


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