Chapter 112 If you want to grow, you must first learn to be yourself
As the crowd gathered, the last wave of soldiers returned to the queue.
Wu Qidao had calmed down a lot now. After counting the number of people in the queue, he nodded to Yan Bing.
After Yan Bing nodded in response, his air immediately surged up and gathered in his throat, directly increasing the volume of the vibration of his vocal cords several times, and said loudly: "Fellow folks of Tongshun County! Be quiet!!! I have something to say!
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"Hou!? Lord Hou!?? She is the legendary Marquis of Fu Guo, right!?"
"Yes! Yes! It has spread all over the capital. I am the only woman in the Central Plains who has been granted the title of Marquis in three thousand years!"
"Good girl! She's quite beautiful. No wonder the emperor gave her a title!"
"You don't want your life!? What are you saying here!?"
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If it were anyone else, it would have been fine as long as it was almost quiet down there, but Yan Bing had a good ear and could hear every murmur clearly, and every dirty word was like a needle pricking her heart.
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Just when Yan Bing was about to use his high decibel volume to demonstrate the "Lion's Roar Magic", a childish young man's voice suddenly stood out from the crowd with a volume ten times higher than the others.
"Folks!! Be quiet!! I recognize her!! She is a good person!! She said she would eradicate Zhang Zheng and his group for us!!"
As soon as these words came out, the crowd fell silent instantly...
Afterwards, everyone scrambled to stay away from the young man who made the noise.
It was obvious that the crowd was crowded at this moment, and a no-man's land nearly ten feet wide was created around this young man...
And this young man was instantly exposed to everyone's sight...,
He was the waiter at dinner in the afternoon...
"Is there something wrong with this kid's mind!? Do you believe this!?"
"That is to say, who doesn't know the principle of officials protecting each other? No matter how big the marquis is, can he be as big as the one in the palace?"
"Stop talking. If you keep pushing over there, I'll stay away from him. Don't trick me."
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Xiao Er stood alone in the "vacuum zone" among the crowd. From the beginning, his face was expressionless, and gradually fell into helplessness, confusion, and panic.
He couldn't move, he couldn't move, and he was afraid of hurting his family, and his eyes were filled with tears.
At this moment, Yan Bing spoke...
"Zhang Zhengji is dead!!! I killed him!!!"
The sound is so loud! It is deafening! It spreads widely! It echoes from all sides!
And in her tone, there was only anger, determination, and responsibility!
The crowd fell silent for an instant, and you could hear a pin drop……….
Only the waiter standing in the "vacuum zone" let out aggrieved and happy sobs.
Yan Hanbing looked at this group of people who were like "submissive lambs" and shouted again: "I cut off his hands first!! Then his left leg!!! Finally his right leg!!! When I saw him
When he was lying dying in his own blood and urine!! Another sword cut off his throat!!! I just want to say!!! I am very happy!!!"
This is Yan Bing's letter of war to the wealthy Zhang family in Tongshun County in public...
Wow~~~~~~~~~~~
The crowd was instantly excited!!!
The waiter's vacuum disappeared, and instead, people knelt down spontaneously, and kowtowed to Yan Bing at the Yamen Gate. Some of the people in this group were laughing and kowtowing, but more people,
I was crying and sobbing at the same time...
This poison has been harming the local area for nearly fifteen years!! How many families have been left with permanent scars because of it...
Even the bones and blood of the whole city were almost sucked dry by him, but no one dared to care about it, and this continues to this day.
This day... they had been looking forward to for so long.
The most ironic thing is that among the crowd at this time, only the waiter was still standing upright and looking at the group of "folks" who were vying to kneel down and worship with indifferent eyes.
He believed that he had the right not to bow, because as early as two hours ago! He had knelt down for himself! He also knelt down for the people in the city who had just isolated him!!
Yan Bing looked at this young man and smiled.
Then he waved, called a soldier, and gave a few instructions in his ear. The soldier nodded and accepted the order, then walked into the crowd, stepped over countless people kneeling on the ground and kowtowed, and took the waiter's hand, clearly
Di said: "The Marquis of Fu Guo has ordered me to protect you. Let's go to the Yamen Hall together and wait for dispatch."
The waiter was stunned immediately. The soldier didn't talk nonsense to him and directly grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the crowd to the front of Fu Guohou.
The waiter looked up at the Marquis of Fu Guo who was standing on the steps, his eyes full of excitement and gratitude, but he was speechless and couldn't say a word.
Yan Bing smiled, bent down and grabbed his shoulders, turned him slowly in a circle, and asked him to face the crowd of people who were kneeling and kowtow. Then he said softly: "Look at it.
They, tell me, do you hate them?"
The waiter thought for a moment... and shook his head.
"Then do you want to be like them?" Yan Bing continued to ask in a low voice.
This time the waiter didn't even think about it and shook his head desperately.
"Okay! From now on, you can stay in my palace, and I will teach you how to far surpass everyone here!" After Yan Bing finished speaking, he patted the waiter's shoulder lightly, and then stood up straight.
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And the waiter, half understanding, swayed his body and walked aside, because his brain is still confused until now...
"Stop kneeling!!! Get up!!!" Yan Bing shouted again.
The crowd gradually stopped commotion, and then looked at each other in confusion. There were one or two people who took the lead in getting up, and then a large group was brought up in an instant. The last one was not left, and everyone stood up.
Yan Bing immediately walked down the steps and slowly walked to the front. He grabbed the master who was lying on the ground and was about to pee his pants, and said cruelly: "You have two functions for me now. One is to be my master."
You pushed into the crowd and vented the people's grievances for many years..." Yan Bing paused, looked at the master's legs that were shaking crazily, smiled, and continued:
"The other one is that you go up to the steps now and publicly list the dirty things Zhang Zhengcheng has done over the years, and tell them in front of the people in the city that you will hand over the secret accounts you have been keeping.
Give it to me!! Now you choose.”
Master Zou thought to himself: Is there really a choice? I can only choose the second one...
He quickly replied: "I'll go up!! I'll go up and tell you!!"
Yan Bingbing laughed, pushed him towards the steps, ignored him, turned around and came to Li Lingyue and the others, looked at the three of them, and asked with a smile on his face: "How about it!? Being a hero is better than stealing.
Chicken is more interesting, isn’t it??”
Wang Li and Zhou Zeng nodded in agreement, and all kinds of flattering words kept coming out, but Li Lingyue didn't take it seriously. In her opinion, Yan Bing's words were deliberately trying to get rid of her, and she didn't want to pay attention to them.
Yan Bing looked at Li Lingyue's attitude and was not angry. He just pretended to be thoughtful and said: "Oh, you said that if Mr. Li from Baolong Pavilion one day knew that his granddaughter was in Gyeonggi, okay?
How gratified would it be for him to be a chivalrous person and do justice for heaven? If the marriage cannot be successful, it is not necessarily a matter of retreating."
Heroine, breaking off the engagement, Mr. Li, being proud.
Four steel needles pierced Li Lingyue's heart...
Li Lingyue stood up slowly and walked up to Yan Bing. Her originally dull expression instantly blossomed into a smile like a peach blossom in full bloom.
Yan Bingxin said, it's done.
But I heard Li Lingyue said with a smile: "The method of provoking generals!? Haha, it's useless! It's not impossible if you want me to help you, just give me a year's salary in advance..."
Yan Bing immediately showed a confused expression... Thirty thousand taels... Where can I get it!?
Then his eyes slowly glanced at Master Zou who was talking endlessly on the steps...
