"Are you sure you want me to go to your house? But you should know that it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send them away!" Li Yun kindly reminded.

"What are you talking about gods and ghosts? Let me tell you, if you want to live, just do as I say." The captain didn't know what that sentence meant and thought that Li Yun wanted to ask God to protect her.

Here, all gods and ghosts have to stand aside.

Doesn’t it say that if you are a dragon, coil up for me, and if you are a tiger, lie down for me?

Seeing that the captain didn't understand what she meant, Li Yun just sneered.

That's right, looking at their appearance, they are just a group of ruffians who were spotted by the county magistrate here and recruited to help him do some dirty things.

Since she was not a smart person, she did not bother to argue and said calmly: "Okay, I'll go with you."

So, the captain of the police took Li Yun and the constable arrested the girl, and Shangguan Feiyun and others followed behind and went to the county government office together.

Changjiang drove the carriage into a remote alley. It was obvious at a glance that the houses were from poor families. The whole row of houses were dilapidated and worn out.

He saw a house about to collapse and shouted, "Come out to that dilapidated house ahead! The people inside are getting scared and are about to crash into it."

There were seven or eight ragged children in the house, about two to five years old. When they heard the screams, they were scared and ran out.

Not long after the children ran out, the carriage crashed into the wall and Changjiang flew out.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, the house collapsed and the horse died on the spot.

The sound of the house collapsing startled the people nearby, and everyone came out to see what had happened.

They were all shocked to see the house collapse and the horse suddenly die.

"What happened?" the people asked Changjiang.

Changjiang watched as the people nearby gathered around him and asked him questions. He answered truthfully, “The horse was frightened and couldn’t stop, so I had to drive it in here and let it crash into the wall to stop.

I wonder who owns this house? I want to discuss compensation with him."

Hearing that the horse was frightened, it was understandable that it behaved like this.

As long as no one is hurt, destroying the house is ruining it.

An old man, supported by his grandson, came over and said, "Sir, the owner of this house has moved away. This is a dilapidated building, and usually only a dozen poor little beggars live here. If you want compensation, just give them some silver."

Changjiang looked at the ragged little beggars, frowned, and said in confusion: "Old man, although we have experienced drought, locust plague, and plague, didn't the court send food and silver? Why are there still beggars? Even if they have no family, the county government has a place to accommodate them." Ever since the master cured the plague, he knew there would be many homeless people, beggars, etc.

So she told the emperor and asked him to issue an order that each county government set up a conservation bureau to specifically take in those who could return home.

When the old man heard this, he became even angrier. The imperial court had issued such an imperial decree, but it was not implemented in Yixing County.

Because the county magistrate here is a local tyrant. He doesn't care about the lives of the people and takes all the grain and silver allocated by the court for himself.

"Sir, our county magistrate is not a human being! He doesn't treat the people as human beings at all. All the money allocated by the court was pocketed by him. We the people have never received a grain of food or a penny." The old man said to Changjiang with tears in his eyes.

His grandson tugged at his clothes, trying to stop his grandfather from speaking any further. He didn't know whether the young man in front of him was a good person or a bad person.

If they were bad people, he would go to the county magistrate and report them. Insulting an imperial official was a capital crime.

He whispered to stop her, "Grandpa, please be careful with your words!"

Seeing the old man's grandson being cautious, Changjiang knew that he was afraid that he was a bad person, so he said, "Little brother, don't be afraid, I am not a bad person."

"Old man, if you have evidence to prove what the county magistrate did, I can take you to see my master. She will seek justice for you and punish the county magistrate." Changjiang thought about it. The master is here now. If the master knew what the county magistrate did, he would definitely not sit idly by.

When the old man and the people around heard Changjiang's words, they looked him up and down. Judging from his clothes, he should be from a wealthy family, or a guard in the mansion of a high-ranking official. Could it be that his master was really higher than the county magistrate and could help them uphold justice and punish the county magistrate?

If this is the case, it is truly a blessing for the people of Yixing County.

The old man asked nervously, "Who is the master of this young master?"

"Old man, I can't tell you, but I can tell you that my mistress is a higher official than the county magistrate, and she hates evil as much as she hates evil.

If what you say is true, she will definitely uphold justice for the people of Yixing and severely punish the county magistrate." Before knowing what his master was thinking, he was not in a position to tell them his master's identity.

Changjiang didn't know that his master was on his way to the county government office at this moment.

Shangguan Feiyun was ready to deal with the county magistrate because his men dared to snatch a woman from him and even flirted with his future wife in front of him.

The familiar can be tolerated, but the raw cannot.

The old man, his grandson, and the people around him began to ponder. They were all trying to figure out how credible Changjiang's words were.

The ultimate goal is to punish the county magistrate so that the people of Yixing don't have to worry and the women captured by the county magistrate can be rescued as soon as possible.

"Sir, I believe in you, I will do whatever you say.

Although we have no evidence, we can all testify that the county magistrate did not send grain and silver." The old man said firmly.

"Yes, we can all testify!" the people around said.

"Okay, you stay here, or find some people who are willing to testify, and wait for me here. I will report this matter to the master, and then come back to take you to the county government office." Changjiang saw that so many people were willing to testify, and he believed that what the old man said was true.

"We all listen to you, sir." The old man and the people said.

Changjiang came to the beggars, took out ten pieces of silver from his sleeve and handed them to them: "Take this silver as compensation for the house that collapsed and left you with no place to rest.

But don't worry, once the master deals with the county magistrate, he will definitely make sure you are settled."

"Sir, this is too much, we don't want it! We will just take one or two taels of silver." An older girl, about five years old, nervously stretched out her dark little hand and took it tremblingly.

Changjiang stuffed the remaining silver coins into her hands and said gently, "Take it. This is what the master asked me to give you."

Finally, the little girl had no choice but to take the ten taels of silver. She carefully put the silver into her sleeve and hugged her brother and sister together: This young man is so gentle and handsome!

Changjiang looked at the fallen horse and said to the old man and the people around him, "My fellow villagers, please don't touch the horse. I'm going to report to the government office and have the officials come over to take a look. So please don't try to touch the horse."

Horses are used for marching and fighting. They are more expensive than cattle, and at the same time, their laws are stricter.

According to the laws of the Jin Dynasty, privately slaughtering a horse was a serious crime punishable by death.

If a horse died, it had to be reported to the yamen. A special person would come to check and confirm that the horse was dead. Only then would the yamen take it back and have the yamen's official butcher slaughter it personally.