Chapter 281: The people have a grievance of heaven-shaking proportions and want to ask Chief Chen to make the decision!

Throwing this hot potato to Chief Chen is a good way........ Liu Bingzhong's Adam's apple rolled heavily. His left hand subconsciously pressed against the jade belt at his waist, his fingertips rubbing rapidly against the jade buckle until his fingertips felt hot. He quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart and said loudly:

"Take down these bold and reckless private soldiers who dared to gallop on the street and charge at the people!"

"Escort them back to the official prison for trial!"

As he spoke, his gaze had already locked onto the few private soldiers who were still clutching their whips like a hawk.

He didn't speak again, just lifted his chin toward the yamen runners beside him.

This trouble was very tricky for Liu Bingzhong to handle, but if it were Chief Chen, the situation would be different........

Since the people had made their choice, he was happy to go with the flow!

"As you command!"

The yamen runners responded in unison.

The two yamen runners in the front row gripped their water-fire sticks tightly, their knuckles turning white from the force, and rushed behind Chen Xiangqi in three steps.

One person's wrist flipped, and the tip of the stick hit the other's knee bend heavily. The private soldier leader felt the pain and fell to his knees with a "thump," the whip he had raised flying out of his hand.

The remaining few private soldiers saw this, some wanting to retreat, some with their hands on the swords at their waists, ready to move.

But they saw the yamen runners on the side had already formed a semi-arc, their water-fire sticks pointing diagonally at the ground, the copper hoops at the ends of the sticks glinting coldly in the morning sun.

One of the old yamen runners with a full beard suddenly shouted, kicked toward the ankle of the nearest private soldier, his movements as fast as lightning.

"Lord Liu, what are you doing?"

Chen Xiangqi, who had been taken down unexpectedly, struggled to no avail, looked at Liu Bingzhong in confusion, and questioned.

After a pause, he emphasized his identity again: "We are people of the Wei Duke!"

Liu Bingzhong took half a step forward, the hem of his official robe sweeping across the bloodstains on the ground, leaving a shallow mark.

His gaze was like a torch, sweeping over the tightly bound private soldiers of the Wei Duke's mansion, his voice suddenly raised high, every word smashing onto the stone slabs of the street, making people's eardrums tremble: "It doesn't matter whose people you are!"

"I only know that I am the parent official of the Jingji region!"

"You galloped and charged, injuring the people under my governance. How can I sit idly by?"

Liu Bingzhong seemed to be showing his righteousness and lack of fear of power.

In reality, he was going all-in!

Decisively seizing this opportunity to let Lord Chen Yan see his loyalty!

"Liu Bingzhong!"

Chen Xiangqi, who was pressed to the ground, gritted his teeth and threatened: "My Duke will not let you go!"

As soon as the words fell.

He and the group of private soldiers were quickly escorted away by the Jingzhao Prefecture yamen runners.

"The Wei Duke is like a clay bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to even save himself......."

Liu Bingzhong heard this, looked at Chen Xiangqi's back, smiled contemptuously, and snorted coldly in his heart: "Wait until you can escape from Chief Chen's palm before talking!"

Why did he, Liu, dare to choose to cooperate without hesitation?

Because no matter how you look at it, this looks like Chief Chen's handiwork......

With such a big formation and such surging public resentment, can your Wei Duke still escape?

"Lord Prefecture Yin is also a good person!"

The people watching from the sidelines witnessed this scene, saw everything Liu Bingzhong did, and praised him.

Regardless of whether it was a show, he was standing on their side.

Liu Bingzhong cleared his throat and said loudly: "People of Chang'an, I will...... I will lead you to the Mingjing Si office!"

Since he had chosen to do it, he had to do the whole play.

Chief Chen started the group, so he had to follow, and follow well, sending the Buddha all the way to the West!

Liu Bingzhong took the first step, his official robe breaking a path through the crowd.

The autumn wind rolled the fallen leaves, swirling on the bluestone road.

The people were extremely excited, clutching their petitions and supporting the injured as they followed.

Walking to the vermilion gate of the Mingjing Si, the two stone lions opened their mouths in the autumn wind, as if to swallow all the desolation around them.

"Stop!"

Yuan Zou, the Embroidered Attire Envoy on duty in front of the gate, looked at the mighty crowd coming, stepped forward to intercept, and asked: "What are you all gathering here at my Mingjing Si for?"

"We request to see Lord Chen Yan!"

"We request to see Lord Chen Yan!"

The people stopped and shouted in unison.

Yuan Zou immediately noticed Liu Bingzhong walking at the very front, quite surprised, and asked: "Lord Prefecture Yin, why have you come with them?"

Liu Bingzhong stood still in front of the steps, turned around, swept his gaze over the expectant expressions of the people, raised his hand to tidy his collar, and then said loudly to Yuan Zou: "The people have a grievance of heaven-shaking proportions and want to ask Chief Chen to make the decision!"

"I hope this envoy will go in and report to the Chief!"

"Heaven-shaking grievance?" Yuan Zou was startled, pondered for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, Lord Prefecture Yin, wait a moment, I will go report now!"

After speaking, he gave a few low-voiced instructions to the other Embroidered Attire Envoys on duty and walked quickly into the gate.

A moment later.

"Who wants to see me?"

The heavy vermilion gate was pushed open halfway from the inside, bringing out a chill mixed with sandalwood, blocking the fallen leaves rolled by the autumn wind outside the gate.

A figure in purple official robes appeared first, the jade belt at his waist tied meticulously, making his figure stand tall like a pine.

Clearly walking under the slightly mottled porch, yet it was as if he were stepping on golden stairs.

He carried an oppressive aura.

"It's Lord Chen Yan!"

"Lord Chen Yan is here!"

"The grievance of Taiping Village has someone to make the decision!"

Many of the people living in Chang'an had seen Chen Yan and recognized who it was at a glance, feeling extremely excited.

"Greetings, Chief!" Liu Bingzhong faced Chen Yan and saluted respectfully.

"Old Liu?"

"Why have you come?"

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze fell on Liu Bingzhong, and he asked knowingly: "What is going on with these people?"

Chen Yan and the five of them had returned to the Mingjing Si after watching the whole process.

Because the people's pace was not fast, he had plenty of time to change his official robes and brew the emotions for the performance after arriving.

"Chief, there is a major village-slaughtering case, with over one thousand two hundred people dead, and the impact is extremely bad!"

Liu Bingzhong faced the gaze of the person in front of him who was acting flawlessly, and after some wording, said loudly: "I had to come to trouble the Chief!"

"Oh?"

Chen Yan's eyes, which had always been calm, suddenly widened, his pupils shrinking slightly, as if he had been stung by the scene below the steps, and he asked suspiciously: "There is such a thing?"

The man in mourning clothes heard Chen Yan's question, knelt on his knees for two steps, and knelt at the very front. The petition he was clutching tightly in his arms was warmed by his body temperature.

When he looked up, the blood scab on his forehead had already congealed and turned black, mixed with the tear stains on his face, showing a bit of ferocious sorrow in the autumn sun.

With a "thump," he kowtowed heavily, his forehead hitting the stone steps and making a dull sound, the echo reverberating in front of the silent gate.

"Lord Chen Yan, this is the petition, please take a look!" His voice was as hoarse as if it had been ground by sandpaper. He took the petition from his arms and held it high with both hands.

The edges of the paper had long been frayed, but the ink marks on it were exceptionally clear due to repeated reading.

As he spoke, he moved forward half a foot on his knees, handing the petition closer.

Chen Yan reached out to take it, and after reading it, his voice was no longer clear, but like steel quenched by raging fire, carrying scorching anger: "Absurd!"

"Truly absurd!"

"Devoid of conscience, inhuman, snake-hearted, and lawless!"

Those eyes that had been calm were now like two flames burning, staring fixedly at the petition.

His eyebrows were twisted into a dead knot, and the veins on his forehead were jumping.

The autumn wind rolled his angry shout and hit the lintel, and even the golden characters of "Mingjing Si" seemed to tremble.

"A Xiong's acting is superb!"

Yuwen Ze, who was watching from behind the gate, took in this scene, suppressing the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise, and thought to himself.

If he hadn't witnessed the whole process, even he would have almost thought it was true......

"Chief, there is more than that......" Liu Bingzhong saw this and continued to add: "The culprit, that Duke, was just on Zhuque Avenue, ordering the private soldiers in his mansion to gallop and charge at the grievance-seeking people!"

"Bastard!"

Chen Yan was furious, gripped the petition tightly, and cursed sternly.

"Please, Lord Chen Yan, make the decision for the people!"

"Uphold justice for the over one thousand two hundred people of Taiping Village!"

Sun Geda was the first to cry out, "thump" hitting the stone steps, his forehead hitting a flush of red.

With his kneeling, the thousands of people behind him, like wheat waves blown by the wind, knelt down in unison. The rustling sound of clothes rubbing against the stone slabs mixed with the autumn wind, forming a sob in front of the gate.

"Please, Lord Chen Yan, make the decision!"

The people all raised their heads, their eyes filled with grief, expectation, and even more determination to burn their boats.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, please get up quickly. I can understand your desire to clear your names and have blood debts repaid with blood....."

Chen Yan raised his hand and said loudly.

After a pause, the conversation turned, and he continued: "It's just that I'm very sorry, I cannot take over this case!"

"Why?"

The people led by Sun Geda and Qian Xiaosi couldn't believe their ears and sighed: "Lord Chen Yan, are you not willing to stand on the side of us people anymore?" ===== CHAPTER 282 =====

The commoners, led by Sun Gedan and Qian Xiaosi, could not believe their ears and sighed, "Lord Chen Yan, are you no longer willing to stand on the side of us commoners?"