Chapter 21: 21. A Reserved Program Loved by the Masses

21. A Reserved Program Loved by the Masses

Setting aside other things, Xiao Shimei's arrow just now was very handsome.

And right now, in one encounter, she neatly kicked over eight burly Kunlun slaves, too lazy to even draw her sword, and the action of coldly pointing her bowstring at Liu Zilin's angry face was even more handsome.

Ouyang Rong began to suspect that Xiao Shimei was a Qi Refiner in Yan Wuxu's mouth.

It's just that he didn't know which Dao lineage specifically. Because the Chen Jun Xie family was a famous Confucian and metaphysical family, the latter involved Daoism, and Daoism also had hidden gentlemen.

Ouyang Rong walked over to help up the Hu girl on the ground and handed her a handkerchief to wipe herself.

At this moment, at the end of the street, Yan Wuxu led a group of constables rushing over in a panic, and then was stunned to see the scene of two gentlemen suppressing the evil young master and his lackeys... Well, actually, it seemed the same even without a certain gentleman, but Xiao Shimei was his staff member. Ouyang Rong currently quite agreed with this combination of wisdom and courage. Still, the mentor had foresight. Besides, "wisdom" was also very important, okay.

"Magistrate, are you okay?"

"Do you want this official to be okay?"

"No, no, just a bit surprised. Thought I came late, was worried to death."

"Not late, came just right. Protect this... Hu girl well, and go find a physician to see if she is injured."

"Yes, Magistrate."

Just at this moment, the man named Liu Zilin asked angrily: "Killed my bird and still want to leave!?" He turned his head and scolded his subordinates who were swaying on the ground: "Stop pretending to be dead on the ground, go back and call people!"

Even though he was pointed at by a bow, he was still arrogant, his eyes coldly looking at the cold-faced young lady who was frowning.

But an arrow nailed the leg of a Kunlun slave who had just wanted to crawl up.

Yan Wuxu also shouted coldly: "How are you talking to the Magistrate?"

Liu Zilin raised his chin and sneered: "Magistrate? Isn't he just a stinky beggar! Came to our Longcheng to beg for autumn wind? Came here this time to ask for money or women? Or to ask for a promotion? Sure, go home with me and kowtow one hundred times to my eldest brother!"

Ouyang Rong laughed.

Liu Zilin glanced at the arrow on his subordinate's leg.

"Hmph."

He sneered, not looking at the cold-faced young lady before him who possessed explosive combat power, nor at the large group of constables. His eyes only looked down upon Ouyang Rong, pointing at his face, and he spat out harsh words:

"Dare to shoot my bird, today's matter isn't over!"

"Indeed, it's not over." Ouyang Rong nodded.

"Fine, you have guts. Young Master's food upstairs is cold. I'm going to eat! Don't run. Let's wait slowly, let's play slowly." Liu Zilin patted the dust on his robe, sneered, and walked away as if no one else was there.

Ouyang Rong laughed and turned to walk back.

On both sides of the long street, the scholar and the evil young master walked in opposite directions.

Xie Lingjiang turned to look at Ouyang Rong's back, frowning and wanting to speak.

Yan Wuxu's face was solemn, and the other county office constables breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to follow the magistrate back to the county office.

However, the next second, Ouyang Rong's voice with a slightly strange and surprised tone came:

"Why are you all standing there like fools? People are about to run. Hurry and catch them. Uh, you wouldn't really think his acting just now fooled me, right?"

The newly appointed magistrate helplessly spread his hands. There was really no tacit understanding.

"Go and arrest this good resident of Longcheng who is 'walking the bird' on the street and observing discipline and law, and press him to the county office. Since I just arrived in Longcheng, I don't have anything to show off, so let's have a reserved program that the elders and fellow villagers love to see...

"Handling the case today."

Xie Lingjiang suddenly smiled, and everyone was stunned.

Liu Zilin's face changed slightly.

Longcheng County Office was on Luoming Avenue on the east side of the county.

The weather was good today. At the gate of the county office, Diao the County Assistant was leading a large group of clerks and government office runners waiting expectantly, waiting a bit anxiously, occasionally poking his head to look at the end of the street.

Finally, at a certain moment, Diao the County Assistant discovered a young scholar with a slender figure leading a large group of people rushing toward the county office. He hurriedly led his subordinates to meet them.

"Magistrate, you finally came!"

Being enthusiastically welcomed by someone old enough to be his grandfather, Ouyang Rong felt a bit awkward. He silently pulled his hand out and asked casually:

"No need to check the appointment letter and the Ministry of Personnel documents, right?"

"No need, no need. Saw it that day. You are the Magistrate, the blue-sky great master that our Longcheng County has been looking forward to."

"Fine, go in and hold a court session first."

"Good, good, good... Wait, go in and hold a court session? Isn't it a welcome banquet? Hey, why did you bring these people... Why did the Third Young Master of the Liu family also come?"

"There is a grievance, of course, I have to hold a court session."

"But... but the county office was flooded by the big water before, and several buildings including the main hall collapsed."

"Then move the public desk out and handle it outside. I think the street at the door is not bad, and the traffic is quite sufficient."

"..."

Before long, at the gate of Longcheng County Office, on Luoming Street, a unique court session began. Everyone was in their places, and the people who heard the news and rushed over were everywhere, blocking the street entrance tightly.

Ouyang Rong changed into his Grade 7 official robe and sat down.

"Hold court."

Diao the County Assistant in the second seat patted the gavel:

"Who is below the hall, why report the case?"

Below the hall stood Liu Zilin and the Hu girl dancer named "Yingniang."

The former stood with his hands behind his back and curled his lips, the latter lowered her head and was timid.

For a time, no one spoke.

"No grievance, dismiss the court..." Diao the County Assistant prepared to turn his head and explain.

Xie Lingjiang walked over immediately and helped Yingniang up, "It's okay, speak out your grievance, the magistrate will preside over justice for you."

Yingniang wanted to speak but stopped.

Liu Zilin suddenly sneered.

Yingniang immediately knelt on the ground with a "plop," "There is a grievance!"

Just before Xie Lingjiang could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw Yingniang turn toward Liu Zilin and kowtow:

"It's the Third Young Master who has a grievance! Slave was careless and spilled the food on my face, which is why I was chased by the Third Young Master's falcon, harming the Third Young Master to be misunderstood by the Magistrate. It's slave who is cheap. The Third Young Master has a grievance!"

Liu Zilin raised his foot and stepped on Yingniang's head, stopping her from kowtowing, and pointed at her lowly head:

"It's my falcon that has a grievance! It's all because of this cheap goods that it was shot dead by someone with blind eyes. Go back and build a grave for my falcon. You have to wear hemp and filial piety to go to the funeral!"

"Using a falcon to hurt people, and still dare to be arrogant!"

Ouyang Rong stood up, grabbed a bag of dead birds from Yan Liulang's hand, and smashed it fiercely on Liu Zilin's face, "In the public hall, kneel down for this official!"

Diao the County Assistant hurriedly stood up to persuade, and pressed his voice beside Ouyang Rong: "This is the Third Young Master of the Liu family, maybe we should just forget it."

Ouyang Rong didn't look at him, nodded to Xie Lingjiang, who had been holding her sword and clenching her fist, and she immediately pulled a killing-power stick from the timid government office runner beside her and walked down.

Liu Zilin said fiercely: "What are you doing? Dare to abuse private lynching in the public hall? I'm going to report to the state!"

Ouyang Rong's face didn't change, and he patted the gavel on the table:

"Kneel down."

"Don't kneel!" Liu Zilin raised his neck, "I am a scholar of the state official school, and my family will send me to Bai Bai Lu Dong to study at the end of the year. I am a scholar, and I don't have to kneel when seeing an official!"

Xie Lingjiang hesitated and stopped, turning back to ask for instructions.

Diao the County Assistant also persuaded: "Yes, he can't kneel. Maybe we should change the day to try this case..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly laughed.

"Who said to let him kneel to the official?"

He took out a jade pendant from his waist and threw it on the table, "Coincidentally, I and Lingjiang brother are also scholars of Bai Bai Lu Dong. The teacher is the Vice Mountain Master, and our seniority is higher than yours. In the Confucian sect, there is order between superior and inferior. You kneel down for me!"

Xie Lingjiang raised her eyebrows and glanced at Ouyang Rong, seemingly somewhat impressed, but the heavy punishment staff in her hand did not pause in the slightest, striking directly onto the wicked young man's lower leg.

Liu Zilin let out an "Ah" sound, knelt on the ground in sorrow, holding his leg and howling.

Hiss, this was so ruthless that even the onlookers gasped.

Xie Lingjiang, who went to help Yingniang, felt everyone's gaze, seemingly a bit embarrassed. She thought for a moment and added with a cold face: "At the academy, it's very normal to break a leg when dealing with the scum of the sect."

Xiao Shimei learned quite quickly about being famous for a teacher... Ouyang Rong suppressed his laughter and patted the gavel again:

"Kneel, then continue to try the case. You have three crimes today: first, throwing objects from a height on the street, injuring passersby; second, letting the bird hurt people, obstructing the city's appearance, and frightening the public; third, being fierce in the public hall, threatening women, and confusing black and white."

Liu Zilin gritted his teeth and argued: "Those were the dishes I ordered. I was giving them food, doing good deeds!"

Ouyang Rong grabbed a cup of hot tea on the table and sprinkled it on his face, "This official's tea, given to you, is also doing a good deed."

A burst of laughter came from the onlookers.

Liu Zilin's face, covered with tea leaves, turned red.

Ouyang Rong's voice was orderly:

"Crime one, compensate each passerby hit on the street with ten taels of silver.

"Crime two, compensate each frightened member of the public with ten taels of silver.

"Crime three... you kowtow back to her."

"She is just a cheap slave who sells herself. Let me kneel to her??" Liu Zilin was full of disbelief, unconvinced: "Isn't it just silver? There's plenty. How much do you want? I'll pay, isn't that enough!"

Ouyang Rong didn't pay attention to him, turned to ask Yingniang: "How many kowtows did you kowtow just now?"

Yingniang hurriedly waved her hand: "I didn't kowtow, I didn't kowtow."

Ouyang Rong tilted his ear: "What? One hundred? Fine, one hundred!"

Yingniang: "..."

Liu Zilin stared and shouted grievances: "She clearly said no!" 【21-1

Ouyang Rong casually tossed a bamboo slip, "Strike!"

Liu Zilin was shocked and angry, wanting to speak, but Xie Lingjiang beside him had already kicked him over in front of Yingniang. Yan Liulang also brought a staff and began to administer the beating on his buttocks, while the onlookers cheered in approval.

"Ouch, wait... wait... I'll kowtow, I'll kowtow!"

"You kowtow, she counts. Once you finish kowtowing and hand over the silver, get lost."

Ouyang Rong drew a judgment slip and tossed it out, then stood up, brushed off his sleeves, and amidst the sound of each kowtow, he walked to the three-tiered high steps of the government office gate, turned around, faced the gaze of all the commoners, and said in a resonant voice:

"I have come to Dragon City to handle only one thing:

"Disaster relief.

"Flood control.

"And... justice!"