It was already evening on the street, but the streets on both sides were full of pedestrians.
Look at the place in front where the officers and soldiers are circled.
When Zhao Kang and his party arrived, they saw a chubby middle-aged man in official uniform sitting on a big chair.
His official servants were dismantling the porridge shed. The official was drinking tea and seemed a little dissatisfied with the progress of his men. He scolded: "Hurry up, there are still several of them!"
"stop!"
Seeing this scene, Wu Qingluan couldn't help but scolded him immediately.
The official turned around and saw Zhao Kang and his party pushing through the crowd and walking into the venue. Wu Longli stepped forward and saluted: "Master Zhou."
"Second Young Master Wu." The official who was called Mr. Zhou stood up without a smile and returned the salute.
After all, Wu Longli had the status of being a civil servant and had a reputation.
Wu Longli said hurriedly: "Sir Zhou, I wonder what kind of laws my Wu family's porridge shed has violated, so you want to demolish it?"
Mr. Zhou chuckled and said nonchalantly: "Someone reported that the porridge shed set up by your Wu family caused road congestion, so it had to be demolished."
"In addition, according to the latest regulations, private porridge relief. Disaster relief requires official approval. Master Wu, your porridge shed is against the rules."
When Wu Longli heard this, he looked relieved: "It's because we were negligent in doing things. Please show your respect to Mr. Zhou. Let's just make up for the approval document."
Lord Zhou raised his eyebrows: "Okay, then please ask Master Wu to pay."
Xiao Xuance, who was behind him, immediately opened his mouth when he heard this and gave out porridge. How could it make sense that he had to pay for the disaster?
But he was stopped by Zhao Kang.
Although Wu Longli is a scholar, he is obviously very organized about people and matters. He smiled and said: "Since it is stipulated in the regulations, of course you have to pay. May I ask how much you have to pay?"
"One...one hundred taels." Mr. Zhou stretched out his chubby fingers and said with a smile.
Hearing this, Wu Longli frowned slightly. Although one hundred taels of silver was nothing to the Wu family, the price was too expensive.
Just thinking that it was Zhao Kangrang who was responsible for giving out porridge to the disaster, Wu Longli suppressed his displeasure and said, "Please wait a moment, sir. I will send someone to get the money right now."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhou spoke again at this time: "Oh, by the way, Master Wu, I didn't make it clear, it's one hundred taels for a porridge shed."
"What did you say! Why didn't you go and grab it!" Wu Qingluan's eyes widened with anger.
Mr. Zhou turned his head and looked at Wu Qingluan, a greedy look flashed in his eyes, and his smile looked lustful.
"Third Miss, what you said is wrong. I am also acting in accordance with the regulations. By the way, I haven't finished yet. It's a porridge shed for one hundred taels a day. After all, your porridge giving is a private matter."
Mr. Zhou clicked his tongue and said: "If something goes wrong with the victims and they die, then I, the magistrate of Qingzhou County, will also be responsible!"
Now Xiao Xuance couldn't bear it anymore, "Fuck officer! You are hell seeking death! Who gave you the right to collect money? How come I didn't know that there is a provision in the Qianguo law for private relief. You have to pay for disaster relief!"
Since he worked hard to become stronger, he has memorized the decrees of the Qian Kingdom in his heart.
Hearing someone scolding him, Mr. Zhou immediately became angry and pointed his finger: "How dare you, a cunning man, to insult the imperial official. Come here, catch this kid and throw him into prison!"
"I wonder which of you fucking dares!" His Royal Highness the Prince angrily scolded.
But the official didn't care about the threats like you, a little brat, and immediately rushed over with a sneer.
Zhao Kang came out at this time, stopped in front of everyone, looked at Mr. Zhou and said calmly: "Sir Zhou, my brother is right, there is no provision in the laws of the Qian Kingdom that private private disaster relief requires payment to the government. statement."
"That was before, the latest Qingzhou City law has already issued this article." Mr. Zhou laughed sinisterly.
Zhao Kang's eyes darkened: "Really? But according to what I know, only officials at the state pastoral level can recommend laws on their own, and they must report to the court. Wu Qinghe, the state pastor of Qingzhou, committed suicide in fear of crime. I dare to ask Mr. Zhou what this law is. Who pushed it out!"
Hearing this, Mr. Zhou suddenly became panicked: "What nonsense are you talking about, you cunning man! Why don't you take action? Hurry and take down these people!"
"Let's see who dares!"
Wu Qingluan shouted sweetly, and the soft whip in his hand exploded in the air like a red lightning bolt.
Zhao Kang's eyes widened and he saw a strange smile appearing on the corner of Mr. Zhou's mouth. He clasped his fingers and saw a strange scene.
The long whip that Wu Qingluan swung was instantly shattered by a burst of infuriating energy from the ground, shocking everyone.
Wu Qingluan looked at Zhao Kang in confusion. With her seventh-level cultivation, she was able to release her true energy and was confident that these officers and soldiers were no match.
At this moment, she didn't understand why Zhao Kang blocked her from taking action. The officials were also startled and stopped their momentum to look at Zhao Kang and the others cautiously.
Zhao Kang sneered: "Master Zhou, if you want to arrest someone, you have to explain the charges clearly, otherwise it will be a violation of the law, sir!"
He raised the two fingers of his right hand together, and with a sudden clang sound, the swords in the hands of more than twenty officials were pulled out of their sheaths by Zhao Kang's true energy.
Floating in mid-air, Zhao Kang seemed to be alive, turning the tips of their knives towards Lord Zhou.
This scene stunned everyone. Most of them were ordinary people. How had they ever seen such a miraculous sight?
Wu Qingluan's eyes were filled with little stars, and she was so excited. Yesterday she said that Zhao Kang was ordinary in appearance, but now she looked at Zhao Kang's back and she looked so handsome!
Just one fucking word, damn!
Zhao Kang took a step forward, and the sword floating in the air moved forward. The officials opened their arms three times, and Mr. Zhou was so frightened that his legs went weak. He looked at Zhao Kang with sweating profusely and an inward look: "You, you, you... ...What are you going to do! I am an official of the imperial court, you dare to assassinate me in broad daylight!"
Zhao Kang chuckled: "Did I want to assassinate you? I just came here. I don't know what happened to these knives. Could it be that God doesn't like corrupt officials, so a miracle comes from the sky? What does it have to do with me?"
"You, you, you are talking nonsense!"
Zhao Kang's eyes were sharp and his tone was cold: "Master Zhou, I advise you to be more careful. If you do too much injustice, you will be killed. Be careful that someone acting on behalf of God will pick off your head without you noticing tonight!"
Words fall
In an instant, the long knife in mid-air was twisted into twists by Zhao Kanghao's strong energy, and fell to the ground with a clanking sound.
Mr. Zhou was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, his whole body trembling. Looking at Zhao Kang with evil eyes, he quickly screamed at the top of his lungs: "Go! Go! Go!"
The threat in Zhao Kang's last sentence was obvious, and he seemed to have felt that his life was in danger.
The official, who was already frightened, hurriedly ran over to pick up Mr. Zhou, whose legs were trembling, and ran away!
