With trembling hands, Agent Li took off the whip from his body and presented it to Mu Yun'an.
After Mu Yun'an took it, he threw it to Xiao Chengyi behind him and said: "Today, the county master will take charge of the people of Xingping County and punish this bully. Beat him!"
Xiao Chengyi played the role of a bodyguard very cooperatively. He picked up the whip and walked up to Chen Zhiyong and waved his hand with the whip.
Hearing Chen Zhiyong's miserable cry, he fell to the ground, and the clothes on his back had been torn, revealing blood stains, which showed Xiao Chengyi's ruthlessness.
Every time Xiao Chengyi whipped his whip, Chen Zhiyong screamed. The people around him were frightened but felt a little happy at the same time.
You must know that Chen Zhiyong relied on his uncle who was the county magistrate to do many things to oppress the people. The people had complaints in their hearts but did not dare to speak out.
There were also people who wanted to go to the capital to file a petition, but they died on the way. I heard people said that Mr. Yang had someone behind him and no one could touch him.
Chen Zhiyong screamed miserably after being beaten. He collapsed on the ground and pointed at Mu Yun'an. His mouth was bleeding and he didn't know what he said. Finally, he fell down and fell unconscious.
Xiao Chengyi stopped. If he continued to beat Chen Zhiyong, he would definitely die. If someone died, his Yan Yan would also be in trouble, so he controlled his strength and did not dare to beat the person to death, but the injury was enough for him to wait until His Majesty beheaded him.
The imperial edict has come down.
When Mu Yun'an saw the man passed out, he said to Detective Li: "Send him back and tell your master that I was the one who beat him."
As if receiving an amnesty, Agent Li quickly ordered his men to carry away the bloody Chen Zhiyong.
As soon as they left, Mu Yun'an looked at the people who were still kneeling on the ground: "Just now you were so impassioned that you scolded this girl and the young master, and you did so quite happily.
So what if this young master is a monk? Is he bullying you, or has he done something heinous? You dare to hit and scold a stranger who has nothing to do with you.
How come you are so indifferent to that evil person named Chen? Actually, if you think about it carefully, what is the difference between you and that person named Chen? I would like to advise you to have kind thoughts in your heart to avoid retribution in the future."
The people lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word. They felt even more shameless.
Mu Yun'an snorted coldly: "It's all gone."
The people got up one after another and did not dare to stay any longer, and soon the street was empty.
Mu Yun'an walked up to Yuan Jiahe, looked her up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"
Yuan Jiahe shook his head with red eyes: "Thankfully, I have you, otherwise..." The worst outcome of what happened today is that she would be thrown into jail, and her identity would be leaked if there was no guarantee.
Because the county government must have her portrait, she really won't be able to explain it at that time.
Mu Yun'an breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Okay, it's okay, but I'm afraid you won't be able to go shopping in this street anymore, so I'll take you back."
Yuan Jiahe nodded. She was not in the mood to go shopping after such an incident, so she followed Mu Yun'an back to the hospital, while Xiao Chengyi took Xuan Du down to bathe and change clothes.
In the room, Yuan Jiahe was sitting at the table with a cup of tea in his hand, dumbfounded and silent.
Mu Yun'an sighed and said: "Now you know why I stopped you from going to Jiangnan with Xuandu, right? This is the prejudice of the world. If you stay with a monk, you will attract criticism.
They won’t care whether Xuandu has returned to secular life, or what your relationship is? They will only think that you are not allowed to live in the secular world.”
Yuan Jiahe lowered her eyes and said nothing. Then she suddenly put down the cup in her hand, walked quickly to the dressing table, untied her bun, and let her black hair flow out.
Mu Yun'an looked at her suspiciously, and was about to ask, when he saw Yuan Jiahe taking out a pair of scissors from the table and going to cut his hair.