The old thief's knife moved downwards.

"ah!"

Yang Xuan stood in front of Yi Niang.

"ah!"

A piece of bloody stuff was brought to the captive's eyes, and the old thief sighed, "Who doesn't like good leg meat?"

"I said..."

The old thief said seriously: "I am a bit unskilled, can you please bear with me?"

The prisoner tried desperately to retreat and shouted frantically: "I'll say anything!"

Then some questions were asked.

"We are horse thieves. Someone paid me to find out about the new county magistrate."

"Who?" The old thief wiped the dagger on his clothes.

"It's the Vashe tribe."

Cao Ying introduced: "The Waxie tribe is in front of Taiping County and its strength is not weak."

Yang Xuan squinted his eyes and looked ahead, "This is coming from an evil person!"

The old thief came to ask for instructions, "Mr. Lang, how should I deal with this person?"

Whoosh!

Everyone looked at Yang Xuan.

They came from all over the world and gathered around Yang Xuan for a common goal.

Now, it's the Lord Yang Xuan's turn to take the helm.

How to deal with it?

Yang Xuan rode his horse ahead.

"Hang yourself from a tree."

"No!"

The captives roared and begged for mercy in tears.

The old thief went to deal with the prisoners, and the others followed Yang Xuan.

Seeing Cao Ying's serious look, Yiniang asked, "How?"

"Yiniang, I am very happy." Cao Ying nodded, "Mr. Lang is decisive in killing."

There were no more troubles on the road. On the fourth day, when he saw a piece of cultivated land, Yang Xuan dismounted.

There were several farmers busy in the fields after the autumn harvest, and they all looked up after hearing the sound of horse hooves.

"It's an official!"

An old farmer hammered a hoe and squinted for a while, "Probably the new county magistrate."

Everyone gathered around, and someone said: "So young, hey! He even has a woman with him."

The old farmer shook his head and sighed, "This is a young man who doesn't know the world. If he can't stay here for a few days, he will get sick and leave." He spit into the palm of his hand, rubbed it with the hoe handle, and said: "No matter what.

Who is he to come? We all have to farm and work!"

The group of farmers dispersed without looking at Yang Xuan again.

Relations between the government and the people are very bad.

This is the first conclusion Yang Xuan came to.

Ping'an City is not big.

An earthen city stands abruptly on the grassland.

To the right of Tucheng is a mountain called Ermei Mountain.

Two hundred steps behind Tucheng there is a river called Yaoshui.

At the top of the city, several sergeants raised their eyes and saw Yang Xuan and others, and shouted: "Look below!"

It's very lively down there.

Hundreds of people formed a large circle, and two men were confronting each other in the middle.

The person on the left is called Diao She, a tall man with a rebellious look on his face.

The person on the right is called Zhao Youcai. He is a little thin, but he looks like he has a lot of wisdom.

"Yeah, yeah, Diao She wins the bet."

"Zhao is talented and smart, I'll play him!"

After placing some bets, Diao She shouted: "Is it ready?"

The person who opened the market shouted: "It's done."

Boom!

The two of them bumped into each other.

Then you came back and forth, alternating fists and kicks.

Diao She was tall and powerful, but Zhao Youcai was flexible and adopted a strategy of wandering around.

"This is to consume the opponent's energy, which is somewhat interesting."

Outside, Yang Xuan was watching the show on horseback.

A group of people shouted wildly.

In the end, it was Zhao Youcai who took the time to give Diao She a blow and won the victory.

Some cheered, some cursed.

One person turned around proudly and then was stunned.

His companions patted him, "What are you looking at?"

His companion slowly turned around and was also stunned.

People at the scene turned back one after another.

Then the city became eerily quiet.

Yang Xuan rode towards the city.

"Xinming Mansion is here."

At this time, a burst of shouting broke out from behind.

Yang Xuan swore he heard the ridicule.

When they arrived at the county seat, two petty officials came out carrying an official. The official, who was dying, handed over his hands and said, "Xiaguan County Prime Minister Liu Shun has been waiting for the Ming Dynasty for a long time."

After some handovers, Liu Shun gasped and said, "I'll take my leave."

Yang Xuan nodded.

Liu Shun walked to the door and turned around. He hesitated for a moment and then said, "Mingfu... take care."

Liu Shun is gone.

The old thief said: "Why do I think what he said is wrong? What is it like..."

Yang Xuan sat there and said calmly: "Last words."

He glanced at everyone and added: "Giving my last words for free."
Chapter completed!