Ximen Qing cried loudly, and Li Waizhuan, who was nearby, had been stunned. In his imagination, Ximen Qing could only slap his palm on the wall, and said angrily: "The person I bought with hundreds of dollars has made Old Madam Li miserable.
My wife is dead, how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart without extorting a large sum of money from her?"
This kind of Ximen Qing is the Ximen Qing that Li Waizhuan is familiar with!
At that moment, he cautiously advised: "My condolences to you, the official! Although Li Jiaoer was not blessed and passed away like this, we still need to arrange her funeral affairs properly!"
Ximen Qing took a deep breath, barely suppressed his sorrow, and looked at Li Waichuan with squinted eyes: "How are you doing?"
Li Waizhuan said with a flattering smile: "Officials, what happened today is an opportunity to make a fortune. Madam Li is very stingy on weekdays. She has accumulated so much gold and silver. Why don't we let her keep her mouth to support her? Why not?"
Taking advantage of Li Jiaoer's opportunity, everyone should work up and kill this old godly woman with a knife!"
Ximen Qing slowly wiped away his tears and said: "This morning, all of you male brothers went to see Mrs. Li's house. I think all the male brothers are old. Have you noticed any flaws?"
When Li Waizhuan heard the meaning of Ximen Qing's words, he smiled and said: "There were no visible or hidden injuries on Li Jiaoer's body. The marks made by the rope also went straight from both ears, and the eight characters were not crossed. He hanged himself to death. It was a decisive death."
There is no doubt about it.”
Ximen Qing nodded: "It seems that the old Madam Zi Ling was wronged when she said she forced someone to death."
Li Waichuan sneered and said: "So what if I have wrongly accused her? As long as the high official Ximen takes charge of this matter, why don't we just do whatever we say? If the high official Ximen goes to the Lichun Courtyard now, we can take advantage of the opportunity.
While the old madam was still in court with the magistrate's husband, and there was no one in her house to preside over, she just said she wanted to express her condolences, but she made some bruises on Li Jiaoer's body, and then she started shouting that she was wronged, "You are that person?"
A fan-headed buyer, but he’s not a legitimate buyer?”
Ximen Qing's whole body trembled, but he smiled and said: "What a plan! What a plan!"
When Li Wai's legend started to rise, he didn't pay attention to Ximen Qing's face, and continued to say triumphantly: "At that time, in front of the county magistrate, we will have a group of brothers to support us. Are we still afraid that Madam Li will not break the family to pay for his life? What if?
She really has nothing to lose, and our brothers only need to use a stick to get her to confess to "beating, scolding, bullying, and forcing people to kill." Does she think that the Song Dynasty has no royal laws? Then the high officials will issue a warrant.
Pass it in and confiscate her family property, which is also a big investment. Even us brothers, who are so miserable, can also benefit from the blessings of high-ranking officials and share the profits. It’s good to have some oil and water to shed the poor skin!"
Li Waizhuan was laughing and talking happily when suddenly he was slapped hard on the left side of his face. Involuntarily, he was pressed against the wall. For a moment, stars were flashing in his eyes, but his ears seemed to be shaking the whole hall.
In the dojo, the bells and bells rang together, and even the souls didn’t know where they had flown.
After being stunned for maybe a long time, or maybe just for a moment, Li Waizhuan suddenly woke up, turned his head, and cried out in pain: "Is this Ximen Qing really the reincarnation of some star? Why does he have two heads?"
When he shook his head, he realized that it was not Ximen Qingtian who appeared as a saint, but that he was dazzled by a slap in the face. Now everything he saw was a double shadow.
When he saw the two-headed Ximen Qing in front of him, he poked him with ten fingers and scolded him: "I'm going to treat you bastards who are wolf-hearted and self-improving! It turns out that you also know that there is still the word 'King's Law' in this world."
?!Today I will let people like you know what the real king's law is!" He scolded, punched and kicked him.
Li Waichuan knew that Ximen Qing had learned martial arts from famous teachers, but he never expected that he would have a personal experience today. Struggling with difficulty, he begged: "Great... high official, please don't... fight me.
It's time... I'm going to die, this little guy..." Before he could finish his words, Li Waizhuan was kicked hard on the leg, and he fell to the snow, suffocating.
Ximen Qing looked at his face and sneered: "Since I can't survive, I might as well kick him in the crotch to vent my anger!"
Before he could finish his words again, Li Waizhuan had already climbed up, knelt in the snow and kowtowed violently: "Official, please forgive me! The little one is not a human being, he is just a fart, high official, just let him go."
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Ximen Qing grabbed the big-brimmed hat specially provided by Zaoli from his head, threw it on the ground and stamped on it hard. He pointed his halberd at Li Waichuan and cursed: "In the past, the dynasty Mahan under Bao Longtu and Bao Zheng was
My reputation has been ruined by you bastards all my life! If I don’t deal with you happily today, how can I eliminate the hatred in my heart?"
As he said this, he grabbed Li Waizhuan's hair with one hand and pulled him horizontally and vertically in the snow, and went straight to the lobby where Li Zhixian was hearing the case. At this time, the neighborhood had already been shocked, and everyone ignored the cold weather.
, all followed Ximen Qing to watch the fun.
Arriving in front of the county government office, Ximen Qing grabbed the grievance drum and was about to beat it, but there was no drumstick. Wouldn't the grievance drum look like a decoration? He thought to himself: "This is really the tradition of the government office. Today's injustice
The drum has no drumsticks, but in the Ming Dynasty there were interceptions, what kind of world is this?"
Taking a breath, he punched the grievance drum, and only heard a "dong" sound that resounded through the gloomy county government office; just as the first punch passed, the second punch came again, and the "dong" sound was heard.
Everyone in Maodong, Qinghe County, was alarmed; by the third punch, with a "bang", Ximen Qing's fist had smashed the injustice drum.
The people watching all cheered: "The Star Lord official has such a hard fist!"
Huwei Zaoli had already come out and shouted angrily: "Who is the brave one... Oops! I said it was who it was, but it turned out to be a senior official from Ximen! Why are you old enough to come here today? You are carrying this in your hand
But what is it?"
The Li Waichuan in Ximen Qing's hand had already been beaten so hard by Ximen Qing that his face looked as if he had opened a fruit shop. It was green, red, blue, and purple, and he looked like an imp without makeup when placed in the City God's Temple. With his big-brimmed hat, he looked like a kid.
He also fell off, and his body rolled like a mud pig in the snow. Even his usually fair-weather brothers didn't recognize him when they saw him.
With a flick of his hand, Ximen Qing threw Li Waichuan at the feet of the slaves like a broken sack, and said calmly: "What I'm carrying is not a thing!"
A slave wanted to please Ximen Qing, so he stepped forward and kicked him: "You guys, if you dare to make the official Ximen angry, it's like bullying my father! I'll give you a hard time!"
When he was about to kick again, Li Waizhuan grunted on the ground: "Brother Zhang San, Grandpa Zhang San, for the sake of the fact that we are both prostitutes, please give me some mercy today!"
All the officials were startled, and then they recognized him as Li Waichuan. At this moment, another clerk who was in charge of punishment came out and asked: "What's the fuss about? Why don't you accuse that person?"
Bring the drummer in?"
Suddenly he saw Ximen Qing, and the clerk hurriedly laughed and said, "It turns out that the high official from Ximen is here. But I don't know if the high official is here to hear the trial? Or to testify?"
Ximen Qing said loudly: "I'm here to complain!" As he said this, he pushed away the officials and kicked Li Waichuan from outside the county government office into the county government office. He followed suit and entered proudly. This is exactly what he said:
Since ancient times, the government offices have been dark. When will Qin Jing be bright again? But I don’t know what the merits of this lawsuit are. Let’s hear the explanation next time.