Chapter 615: The mirror hangs high, and the evidence is as solid as a mountain
At the foot of the imperial city, there is infinite prosperity.
The bright sunshine shines brightly on the capital, and the red bricks and green tiles are illuminated by gold. Shops, workshops, and wine shops line both sides of the streets. The vendors setting up stalls in front of the stores add to the excitement of the capital. There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, including pedestrians with their children, drivers driving their cars to deliver goods, people stopping at shops to select goods, and scholars chatting and laughing with their confident smiling faces, all of which reflect the prosperous age of the Ming Dynasty.
Ta, tap, tap
There was a rhythmic sound of footsteps in a small alley leading to the street, and then a cool person appeared in everyone's sight, and then it was lively The noisy streets suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify.
"Oh, what's going on!"
"Damn, that's awesome, my brother."
"Oh, my eyes, these people."
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the popular man who appeared on the street. They were stunned and couldn't say a few words for a long time. Then he pointed and the street burst into flames.
In everyone’s sight, at the corner of the alley leading to the street, a figure appeared, with his bohemian hairstyle, his clothes without a belt, his majestic steps, and his bare clothes. The powerful big feet stepped on the ground, and the belt wrapped around the hands.
It’s so cool
It’s simply the killer of Ming Dynasty!
Then
Eight more similar killers appeared one after another around the corner, and a long queue appeared on the street. One kill has little impact, but a row of kills The special influence is not simply added up, but increases exponentially. This neat and orderly row of killing horses captured the attention of everyone on the street as soon as they appeared.
Shamat, with a swollen nose and face, and the person carrying a knife to supervise him, added to the appeal.
What's going on?
Lynching in broad daylight? Is this a big family punishing their subordinates? Or what happened?
People were pointing and talking.
Not leaving people confused for long, Zhu Pingan walked out from behind the Matt-killing team, walked to the front, bowed his hands to the people who were talking about it, and said: "Fellow folks, my name is Zhu Pingan. I live in Xicheng District. I got up early this morning and went out for a walk in a nearby alley after breakfast. Then these gangsters robbed me of my belongings without any explanation. I had too few belongings with me, so I threatened to break my dog’s legs, and also said I would break three of my legs, and was really ruthless. If it weren’t for the few strong men around me who passed by to save me, I, Zhu Ping’an, would probably be dead today. There’s no coming back!”
When the eight barefoot people heard this, they looked at Zhu Pingan like a fighting cock. Whoever robbed you of your property or thought you had too little money, why didn’t you tell lies? Here’s the draft! However, the cold contact of the hunting knife from their waists made them wise enough not to speak.
After Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, he specifically asked several barefoot killers, "Did you just block me in the alley?", "Did you say you were going to break my legs?" "Did you say you were going to break my legs?" "Breaking two legs?", "Did you say you were going to break three legs again?"
On the one hand, these three questions asked by Zhu Ping'an are true, and on the other hand, the Orion next to him is watching eagerly. Looking at each other, several barefoot killers nodded vigorously in agreement.
After they nodded, Zhu Pingan walked up to two of them, reached out and took out some things from their arms, including a bag of broken silver, a hairpin, a writing brush, an inkstone, and an The ancient books are obviously not theirs.
Facts speak louder than words. How can people doubt it when they see it with their own eyes.
“It turns out he is really a gangster!”
"It's so unscrupulous. You robbed someone's things and broke their three legs!"
"This is to make someone cut off their descendants. It's so cruel and ruthless. You deserve it!"
People's public opinion suddenly turned towards Zhu Ping'an, with all kinds of indignation towards the barefoot eight people and applause for their current situation.
Zhu Pingan bowed his hands to everyone again, and then said: "Thank you all for your concern, I, Zhu Pingan, was lucky today and was saved by a few heroes, but what about next time? What about next time? , will good luck always favor you today? It’s me, Zhu Pingan, who is it next time?”
“The existence of these gangsters seriously threatens our personal safety! Property breaks three legs, right?”
"As the saying goes, there is heaven above, and there is Shuntian below. We Shuntian people live at the foot of the imperial city. We Shuntian people are not afraid of honor and disgrace, have a peaceful atmosphere, are full of a sense of justice, are warm-hearted, understand etiquette, justice and shame, and do things with dignity and reason. . But these people have no sense of etiquette, justice and shame. They get something for nothing and enjoy it. Their actions are inhumane. Their actions discredit our Shuntian!" br>
"So, in order to prevent my fellow villagers from repeating my tragedy, and to prevent these people from smearing the face of our Shuntian people, today I, Zhu Pingan, will turn these ruffians to the government. Give us a bright future "
Zhu Ping'an spoke impassionedly, as if he was from Shuntian, with a hint of the local dialect in his accent.
“That’s well said.”
“We can’t let these scum discredit our Shuntian anymore.”
"Okay, these people should be sent to the government to accept punishment."
"These people have no bottom line. They are smearing our imperial city! They should be sent to the government. Well done, we support them."
Onlookers They expressed their support one after another. Zhu Ping'an's words made them agree. No one wants to be robbed or beaten while eating breakfast. Besides, we are the people at the foot of the imperial city and represent the face of the Ming Dynasty. We cannot let these scum discredit us. face! Moreover, Zhu Ping'an's move to turn him over to the government won their trust in one fell swoop.
The mirror hangs high, and the evidence is as solid as a mountain.
People in ancient times were afraid of the government, and those who dared to see the officials had a clear conscience.
Next, Zhu Pingan asked Liu Dadao to buy a piece of rice paper and an ink pad from a nearby study. He wrote down the case on the rice paper, signed his name, read it in front of everyone, and pressed his thumb on the ink pad. Go up and put your fingerprint on the name.
Liu Dadao took it and asked the eight barefooted people to press their fingerprints one by one.
“Count me in.”
“And me.”
Inspired by Zhu Pingan’s words “full of justice and warm-hearted”, the onlookers also They all spontaneously stepped forward and left their fingerprints on the rice paper, one, two, dozens, and nearly a hundred.
Soon, the handprints of nearly a hundred people were left on the rice paper, a large red fingerprint.
"Thank you, thank you fellow villagers. I have caused trouble to you fellow folks. Please supervise me. I, Zhu Pingan, will escort them to the government."
Zhu Pingan closed it with satisfaction. Fold the rice paper and put it in your arms, thank everyone and ask for their supervision. (End of this chapter)