Chen Feirong took a step towards the young tax collector and said in a clear voice: "My lord, why don't you take out the things in your official robe so that everyone can see clearly."
A look of horror flashed in the young tax collector's eyes. He took a step back unconsciously, but subconsciously said harshly: "How dare you slander me like this? There is nothing in my official robe!"
His subconscious scolding was indeed the most correct response at this moment.
Because no matter how many doubts he has, they are just doubts and have no meaning until they are confirmed. Only this kind of support without any regard for face can make him survive the crisis at hand.
However, Lin Xi had already told Chen Feirong how to do it.
Moreover, Chen Feirong is also a practitioner, a powerful practitioner in this world.
Faced with the scolding of the young tax official, Chen Feirong just took it one step further.
This step is not as gentle and slow as before, but as fast and sharp as Chen Feirong usually practices sword skills.
With just one step, he was already in front of the young tax collector.
The young tax official never expected that Chen Feirong would take action without saying a word. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to block, but Chen Feirong's sword-like right hand had already landed on him.
With a "tsk", the young tax official's front half of his clothes was instantly torn by Chen Feirong. With a soft "peng" sound, the young tax official subconsciously counterattacked with his arm, but was blocked by Chen Feirong's left hand. These hands
During the collision, Chen Feirong looked as normal and stood still. However, the young tax collector felt that he had hit a carriage and took two steps back.
Just as he took two steps back, a cloud of white powder exploded among him and Chen Feirong.
White cloth bags wrapped in brocade fell from his waist and from between the sleeves of his torn robe. Two of them had already cracked under Chen Feirong's tug.
Faced with the spread of white powder that was several times whiter and more delicate than the finest white noodles, Chen Feirong just took advantage of the situation and fluttered the half of the official robe in her hand like a flag and threw it away.
The scattered fine white Guanyin stone powder was blown all over the young tax collector by the wind she shook out.
The front half of the young tax collector's body was completely covered in white powder, and even his face had completely turned white, and no change in his expression could be seen.
Under the uncontrollable trembling of his body, the corners of the young tax collector's mouth twitched, and the thick white powder on his face fell and floated down one after another.
This was a very funny scene, but there was silence inside and outside the water mill, and no one was laughing.
"Sir, you have so much White Guanyin Stone Powder on you, do you want to put it all in our water mill, or do you want to add it to the rice vats at the homes of our customers?"
Chen Feirong asked coldly as she looked at the ground in front of her that seemed to have fallen like a layer of white snow, and at the young tax collector who was in despair and trembling all over.
Her voice once again focused everyone's attention on her, and also made everyone recover from the shock.
The workers in Dadexiang Water Mill Factory immediately became angry.
They knew the purpose of these officials' coming, and also knew the news that the shopkeeper of Qingyuan City's Dade Xiang Branch was publicly punished with a stick. When they came back to their senses, the faces of these usually kind and honest people suddenly turned blood red, and some people's
His hands even involuntarily grabbed some sticks, wood chips and other objects beside him.
Countless people who were watching began to understand and became angry.
Previously, Da Dexiang had a very good impression on the people of Qingyuan City, especially those who were not well-off. After hearing that Da Dexiang might be a profiteer, they felt angry that they had been deceived. But at this moment, this kind of
The anger completely turned into sympathy and support for Da Dexiang, and surging anger towards the officials in front of him!
These ordinary people are more thoughtful... They can't help but think that it is because Da Dexiang has given them the greatest benefits that they have offended the interests of some powerful people, so those powerful people use such despicable means to get what they want.
Destroy Da Dexiang.
Suddenly, countless angry shouts and curses rang out, and the government officials at the door could not control it. Large groups of people were about to rush in.
"Fellow folks, since this matter is clear, there will definitely be an explanation. If something happens here, I, Da Dexiang, will not be able to escape the involvement, and it will be of no benefit. For my sake, please calm down... I, Da Dexiang,
Dexiang's goods will not let you down, and I will certainly not let you down."
At this moment, Chen Feirong calmly turned around and saluted everyone who was pouring in at the door. Amidst the chaos, her clear voice reached everyone's ears very clearly.
This voice seemed to have infinite magic power. The surging crowd was still angry, but they all stopped and slowly backed away.
The young tax collector's face looked even more ridiculous at this moment.
His sweat flowed down like earthworms, washing away the thick white powder on his face, forming clear ravines.
…
After the young tax collector's official robe was torn off, Zhang Lingyun's expression had changed countless times.
Practitioner!
This big shop owner from a remote village turned out to be a practitioner!
He couldn't figure out what went wrong, so Chen Feirong was sure that Feng Zhengming had White Guanyin Stone Powder hidden in his body, but he knew very well that putting Feng Zhengming aside at this moment was the only feasible way.
"Feng Zhengming! What on earth is going on!"
When the angry shouts and curses around him subsided slightly, he was extremely frightened and angry, and he was very resentful towards Chen Feirong. He looked at the young tax collector and scolded him very sternly.
"I..." Faced with the severe scolding from his usual friend, the young tax collector Feng Zhengming opened his mouth and was speechless.
Zhang Lingyun sneered and turned to look at an official from the Criminal Department beside him: "Master Lu, if Yunqin officials break the law and frame the company, what crime should they be punished for?"
The Criminal Division official suddenly woke up from the shock. He thought that the public opinion test of the Civil Affairs Bureau in the next year would probably depend on his attitude at this time, so he immediately shouted with sweat on his vest: "Officials know the law and break the law.
, the crime will be increased to one level, and the position will be reduced according to the law. If the circumstances are serious, he will be imprisoned for a minimum of two years."
"Everyone, please rest assured. I never thought that an official who received a salary from Yun Qin would do something like this instead of serving the people wholeheartedly." Zhang Lingyun spoke up again and said coldly: "We will definitely get to the bottom of it and we will not let it go.
After this person is brought back, I will definitely recommend that the Criminal Division conduct a public trial!"
Listening to the words of the young official Zhang Lingyun becoming more and more severe, and hearing the words "public trial", the people outside suddenly felt a lot relieved. Zhang Lingyun and other criminal officials also looked upright and cute in their eyes.
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With the peripheral vision of his eyes, he saw the reactions of these people, and the Criminal Division official breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally saved some of his scores in the public opinion test for the coming year.
While Zhang Lingyun was trying his best to play the role of an upright and selfless Yunqin official, no one collected the bags of white Guanyin stone powder that fell on the ground.
With so many people having witnessed it, these powder bags have lost their value as evidence.
No one knows that the person with the highest status in Da Dexiang here is not the shopkeeper Chen Feirong, but his boss Lin Xi.
No one noticed that with the blow that Chen Feirong had already planned in her mind, with a shake of half of her official robe that was torn off, several powder bags flew out, and several of them fell into the hidden place behind the stone mill.
at.
Just now, when the crowd was raging and people outside were pouring in, no one noticed that an ordinary green-coated attendant of Da Dexiang had quietly walked out of the hole in the spare parts warehouse in the workshop.
…
A coachman sat in a carriage beside Watermill Avenue.
This carriage belongs to Zhang Lingyun. It is not conspicuous among the copper-clad and iron-clad carriages of many wealthy businessmen.
These carriages originally arrived earlier than those who were watching on foot, but at this moment the crowd gathered near the entrance of the water mill, but these carriages fell behind the crowd and were scattered among the crowd.
This coachman was a sergeant. He was wearing the clothes of a household servant, but he still sat upright.
At this time, he didn't know what was going on inside the water mill. He just thought that with so many carriages, crowded together in such a mess, it would be a mess when he was about to leave, and it would take a long time to adjust.
Suddenly, he felt a thump in his heart and felt a chill behind him.
His pupils shrank slightly, and he subconsciously grabbed the long knife at hand, but the moment he turned his head, he only felt a strong and even blow to the main artery on the side of his neck.
The other party is a master.
This thought just flashed through his mind, and he didn't have time to think about why a master who could sneak up and knock him out without alerting anyone around him would deal with him like this at this time.
A coachman's eyes darkened, he lost consciousness and fainted.
…
Naturally, it was impossible to continue the search in Dadexiang Water Mill. Zhang Lingyun and officials from the Criminal Division escorted Feng Zhengming out of the water mill among the separated crowds.
Many people spit at the place where Feng Zhengming passed to express their contempt and indignation.
For Zhang Lingyun, who had previously been impassioned and extremely strict with Feng Zhengming, these people developed respect and love for him.
In their view, those who do not defend bad officials are naturally upright and good officials.
At this moment, everyone suddenly heard several horses neighing.
The horses in several carriages were frightened for some unknown reason, became confused, and rushed forward with the carriages.
On Zhang Lingyun's carriage, the driver, who was unconscious but still sitting peacefully, suddenly woke up due to the movement of the carriage and raised his head sharply.
Several carriages in front of him were immediately controlled by their drivers. However, because he had just woken up and his body was shaking, before he could figure out what was happening, the carriage under him rushed forward.
In the eyes of everyone who looked at these carriages at this moment, the driver in Zhang Lingyun's carriage was dozing off and fell asleep, so he did not react in time.
Amidst the exclamations, the wheel of the carriage hit a big rock. The axle on one side of the wheel broke under the impact, and the whole carriage jolted violently.
With a sound, it suddenly fell to the side where the wheel fell off.
The driver on the front of the car couldn't control himself and jumped off the front of the car in shock.
The horse was startled, the axle broke, a wheel fell off, and the carriage vibrated and tipped over. This is a very normal thing for a carriage. Even an ordinary coachman can repair it quickly if he has a spare axle. Moreover,
No one was hurt at this moment, it was just a minor incident. However, when the carriage collapsed and there was a huge earthquake, the curtains shook, and many people could clearly see a large cloud of extremely white and very fine powder falling from the carriage.
A white thick mist floated out from within.
Zhang Lingyun's body suddenly froze completely, and his face, which looked resolute and upright, began to twitch uncontrollably.
"Whose carriage is this?"
"This...is Guanyin white stone powder?!"
"Isn't this the carriage of Lord Si Zhang?"
A burst of sounds rang out.
Suddenly, the venue suddenly became quiet again, and most people's eyes were focused on Zhang Lingyun.
They were all looks that made them even more angry after discovering some truth and being deceived.
"This is truly unparalleled..."
A faint, sarcastic voice sounded.
"I thought he was really a good and upright official...it turned out to be the mastermind behind the scenes...even more sinister...even the carriage guarded by the guards was equipped with Guanyin white stone powder. This kind of hypocrisy and shamelessness, even God can't stand it.
Already."
When this voice sounded, most people reacted immediately and shouted angrily: "Tianpo, it's Tianpo!"
Tianpo, in Yunqin, means those cases that originally had no clues and could not be solved, but due to some sudden accidents, the flaws and evidence were inexplicably exposed, allowing people to discover who the real criminal was.
However, Zhang Lingyun knew very well that there was absolutely no Guanyin white stone powder in his carriage, and how could the carriage and horse be frightened at this time, and collide with each other at this time, breaking the axle?
This light, full of sarcastic voice completely guided the opinions of the people around him. He instantly felt that something was wrong. His body stiffened and he immediately turned his head. But at this time, there were countless people around him yelling and scolding, and he could still distinguish clearly.
Where does this sound come from?
"you…!"
His face was completely livid, and he suddenly faced Chen Feirong.
Chen Feirong frowned and said disdainfully: "My lord is so scheming and has good acting skills."
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