As soon as the news of Ling Yun's appearance in Si County came out, there was a frenzy in Nanyi Prefecture. Most of the people were happy and dancing... After all, having such a magistrate who cared about the people and dared to punish rape and eliminate evil was a blessing to their people.
When the news reached Yang Buwei's ears, he immediately became furious and threw everything in the room that could be thrown. But before he could wait for him, the news that the Nanyi Army had set up an army in Liujia Village came again.
He was furious and panicked at the same time.
Because Yang Buwei knew clearly what Ling Yun wanted to do with this move, it must be to avenge an arrow. What's more, he shot and killed the people twice, and he must have wanted to give an explanation to the people.
Regardless of victory or defeat in this war, Ling Yun's status in the hearts of the people will be indestructible, and his chances of revenge will only become slimmer.
Before he could think about it, there was a sudden sound on the door. The moment Yang Buwei turned around, the door had been opened. At the same time, four people broke in from outside and surrounded him.
Yang Buwei's expression suddenly changed and he panicked. He took a deep breath to calm down. He turned around and was surprised to find that he recognized the four people who broke in through the door because they were all guards of the Lord of Tujia Fort.
Cheng Yan said: There is no need to go to the Three Treasures Palace, but now the guard of the Tujia Fort Lord has dispatched four people at once, which is obviously not a good sign.
As expected, the four people who came in looked at him with stern expressions and stared at him. The leader said with a cold face, "Yang Buwei, my castle master invites you!"
Although it was an invitation, there was no gesture of invitation at all, as if Yang Buwei refused and was unwilling to go, he would be coerced by them.
It is true that there is no one who does not bow his head under the eaves.
Hiding in Tujia Fort, Yang Buwei did not dare to refuse any request from the Lord of Tujia Fort. Otherwise, the Lord would not need to personally take action. The people who followed him would be able to torture him to death.
As soon as he entered the front hall, Yang Buwei immediately noticed that something was wrong. At this time, the front hall was filled with various people, each of whom was dressed differently. After careful observation, he found that these people were from various places in Tujiapu.
The leader of the ethnic group, and the person to the lower left of the fortress owner is none other than Pan Changhe, the leader of the Zhuang ethnic group.
There is no doubt that when he stepped into the front hall, there was a "swish" sound, and the eyes of these people all fell on him without exception. Their eyes were fierce and sharp, with no intention of restraint, just like the above
The gods of the lower world are overlooking the mortals and ants in the lower world.
"Who are you?"
Yang Buwei had not taken two steps when he heard a voice. It was not loud, but it was full of interrogation. Obviously, this small but sharp voice was coming towards him.
He immediately raised his head and looked at the speaker. He was shocked to find that it was Pan Changhe, the patriarch of the Zhuang tribe. His heart couldn't help but tremble. He immediately said respectfully to everyone present, "I'm Yang Buwei. I've met the fortress master and the patriarchs."
Pan Changhe frowned and said coldly, "Are you Yang Buwei, the criminal wanted by the magistrate of Nanyi Prefecture and wanted by the whole city?"
As soon as these words came out, Yang Buwei frowned instantly, and his face turned white and blue for a while. It was as ugly as possible. But even so, he couldn't pretend to be deaf or dumb, otherwise he would respect Pan Changhe.
For this reason, I could only suppress the anger in my heart, grit my teeth and nodded.
Pan Changhe was slightly startled, and suddenly realized, "Oh! It turns out that you are a criminal who escaped from Guangxin City. No wonder I felt that you don't look like a good person just at the first glance of you. The ancients said: Face comes from the heart, and indeed the face comes from the heart.
It’s so heart-warming!”
The corner of Yang Buwei's mouth twitched, and a flash of struggle flashed across his face, but it disappeared briefly. Before he could defend himself, another person suddenly stood up and ridiculed him.
As Pan Changhe's voice fell, another person in the hall laughed and said, "Hahaha, what Brother Changhe said is absolutely true. As soon as this guy came in, I felt something was wrong. Now that I heard Brother Changhe mention it, then
It suddenly dawned on me that this guy was a corrupt official who brought trouble to everyone. During his tenure as an official, he committed many evil deeds and preyed on the common people. He even allowed his children to bully men and dominate women. As a result, he was hunted down by the Nanyi Zhizhou. However, he never thought that this guy would actually hide.
It’s really unbelievable that I, Tujiapu, have come to me. When did I, Tujiapu, fall to the point of being associated with such people?”
This person was none other than He Xinghuai, the chief of the Maonan tribe. The Maonan tribe has always had the best relationship with the Zhuang tribe, so as soon as Pan Changhe opened his mouth, He Xinghuai laughed and agreed.
As the saying goes, one wave does not end, but another wave arises.
Being humiliated by two people one after another, Yang Buwei paused and stopped moving forward. He stood in the front hall, his face was as black as coal, and his heart was filled with anger and hatred.
…
After struggling for a long time, Yang Buwei suppressed the anger that almost burst out of his mouth. He lowered his head and said with a smile, "Patriarch Pan, Patriarch He is joking. Yang can't do such a heartless thing no matter what."
It’s just that someone confuses the public, distorts the facts, and frames Yang.”
After a brief pause, he said with grief and anger, "As for why Yang fell to this point, it was all because the Nanyi magistrate had different political views with Yang, so he used his official position to oppress me, framed me, and then ransacked Yang's home on unfounded charges. But
However, the thieves were so powerful that Yang could not resist them, so he could only escape to the precious land and survive. Yang suffered unfair injustice, if not for the sake of one day meeting an official who can distinguish right from wrong, for Yang himself, and for those who were wronged.
His wife and children have cleared their grievances, and Yang would rather die to prove his innocence, so how can he survive until now..."
He Xinghuai chuckled and said with contempt in his eyes, "Haha... Mr. Yang is really sharp and eloquent. He can speak black things into white things. His ability to reverse the facts is really admirable. He is indeed a corrupt official.
Origin."
Pan Changhe said thoughtfully, "A few days ago, I heard that my soldiers from Tujia Fort went down the mountain to shoot the villagers in Liujia Village. I thought it was incredible at the time. But now that I see the existence of this guy, I suddenly wake up."
Then he shouted loudly and asked, "Yang Buwei, please call me truthfully. Was it because of you that the magistrate of Nanyi Prefecture led an army of 10,000 people to attack our Tujia Fort yesterday?"
"this…"
Yang Buwei was suddenly startled. In panic, he could only look at Yang Siye, the master of the castle above, with a look of begging in his eyes.
Yang Siye said in a deep voice, "That's enough. No matter what, Brother Yang can be considered a friend of my fortress master. This matter is settled here and no one is allowed to argue anymore."
As soon as they finished speaking, Pan Changhe and He Xinghuai looked at each other, their voices suddenly stopped, and the scene returned to silence.
Thanks to Yang Siye's intervention, Yang Buwei was able to avoid the embarrassment. Knowing that he was ashamed, he found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, lowering his head and saying nothing.