I Was Already Rich Enough to Rival a Nation Before My Exile

Su Yue travels with spiritual space and just happens to encounter a family raid and exile. She doesn't hesitate, rolls up her sleeves to collect treasures. Raid on the family? How could the Dog...

Chapter 82: Court

Chapter 82: Court

These unscrupulous merchants have already made a lot of money, but they are still so unscrupulous. This time, we must teach them a lesson. No, we must teach the person behind the unscrupulous merchants a lesson, and make him remember today's lesson forever.

He wants to sit in that high position, but he doesn't treat the people at the bottom well. Even when there is a severe drought, he still exploits the little money they have left and gives him the last value.

Even if such a person were to sit in that position, he would be worse than the current one.

He was a more ruthless character, and people at that time were probably in real dire straits.

After collecting the rice from all the shops, Su Yue whispered to Murong Li, "Let's go first. It's done."

Murong Li nodded. They squeezed out of the crowd and saw Caixia and Su Yan looking around anxiously. Su Yue approached them and said, "You two should hurry back to the inn."

The two were already frightened, and hurried back after hearing Su Yue's words.

Su Yue and Murong Li then went to the county government to see how the county magistrate would handle the matter.

Don't let them down, otherwise I really won't be able to do it.

The overwhelmed county magistrate was now furious. At this time, a refugee came to file a complaint. What was he complaining about? Was he bored?

Didn't you see how overwhelmed he was? He woke up early in the morning and found that all the valuables in the study were missing, and the gold and silver jewelry of his wife's concubines were also missing. Now there was wailing in the backyard.

This is fucking ridiculous. His county government has such strong defenses that even a fly flying in would be swatted to death. How could a thief come and take things away?

The lost items seemed to have vanished into thin air. There were so many things that even several carriages could not hold them all. However, the scene was spotless, without a single footprint.

Is there a ghost?

This is so similar to the theft case in Beijing.

The county magistrate's eyes rolled around. Could it be that the mysterious thief had come to his territory?

Attack him as soon as he arrives?

This seems a bit ridiculous. Why would that thief come to such a remote place like Jiangnan? Shouldn't he have gone to a rich place like Jiangnan?

Could it be that the thief came here to seek refuge?

The county magistrate was terrified when he thought about it. If it was really the thief, what should he do?

As the county magistrate, he openly received a salary from the court, but in fact he was working for that person. If he reported this matter to the court, he might be able to gain some credit, but the things he lost would be in vain, as many of them were not what he, the county magistrate, should own.

I had no choice but to report this matter to that person first and let him make the decision. If it was really that thief who stole so many things, that person would probably find a way to use it for his own benefit.

Alas, no matter what, he can never get his baby back.

Fortunately, although the letters were lost, only the content was left without the signature or date.

After preparing himself mentally, the county magistrate heaved a long sigh and decided to deal with the external issues first.

These refugees are really ungrateful. No matter what, their lives are hanging by a thread. They are still not satisfied even if they haven't all starved to death. Are they forcing him?

Let’s wait and see how he deals with those untouchables.

The county magistrate came to the court with a gloomy face. Everyone in the court was present except him.

As soon as he sat down, the refugees outside swarmed into the court.

There was no other way. The yamen runners outside couldn't stop so many refugees, so they had to let them in.

The yamen runners looked nervously at the county magistrate, whose face was as dark as water. Only when they saw that his attention was all on the refugees in the hall did they breathe a sigh of relief.

As soon as the refugees entered, they all knelt down in the hall and cried out for justice: "Your Excellency, please help us. That black-hearted merchant didn't sell us good rice, but only sold us moldy rice. He has been selling us moldy rice for several months. That moldy rice is so bad that it can kill people. This is murder for money. Your Excellency, please seek justice for us. We have no way out!"

"Bang!"

The county magistrate slammed the gavel, and he looked at the refugees in the hall with his nose turned up, as well as the refugees outside the hall. He covered his nose with his hands in disgust, and the stench was so sour that it killed him.

He said sternly, "You say the grain store has good rice but won't sell it to you. Do you have any evidence?"

Humph! You are filing a complaint with empty words. This is not a county government office.

"Ah, this?"

The refugees in the hall were suddenly speechless. They had just heard what the girl said and came here without thinking. They had never seen good rice before.

"Hmph, you bunch of unruly people, full of lies and ungrateful for the businesses that give you a living, and yet you're still here making the first move to complain. Come on, take all of you away and give each of you twenty lashes of the cane. If anyone dares to make a false accusation again, next time it won't just be twenty lashes."

He just used the example of killing a chicken to scare the monkeys. The expressions of those refugees said it all. I just don't know how these untouchables heard that there was good rice in the grain store?

Oh, I was too hasty. I should have asked the questions first before calling him. He was also very angry.

He looked up and said, "Slow..."

"Oh, is this how the county magistrate judges the case?"

Before the county magistrate could finish his words, a cold female voice came from outside the hall.

The people who came were Su Yue and Murong Li. They had been there for a while and happened to hear that the county magistrate was beaten because he did not investigate.

Of course they were in the same group and would not investigate, so Su Yue spoke up immediately, otherwise these refugees would be beaten.

The yamen runners wanted to stop them, but how could they stop them? With a flash of their bodies, the two men entered the hall.

The refugees turned around and saw that it was the girl, and immediately made way for the two of them.

The two men walked towards each other with their hands behind their backs.

The temperament of the two men, the man's ordinary clothes, can't hide his nobleness and unparalleled appearance.

None of the characters in the storybooks are drawn like this, with both temperament and appearance combined.

Although the woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, she was extremely beautiful and had a cold temperament, just like the snow lotus on the iceberg, which could chill you to the bone at a glance.

There was also the terrifying aura emanating from her, as if she had walked out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses, making people shudder at the mere sight of her.

The refugees were terrified by such a girl. Some of them wanted to blame her, but they were instantly speechless.

The two men stopped and looked at the county magistrate at the top with a smile, whose forehead was already sweating.

Why them?

The moment the county magistrate saw Murong Li coming in, his breath stopped and his heart started beating wildly. Wasn't that Prince Li?

Even if he was wearing ordinary clothes, his elegance could not be concealed.

The murderous woman beside him must be Su Yue, the eldest daughter of the Marquis's Mansion and Prince Li's fiancée.

These two people were able to escape the master's continuous pursuit. After seeing them today, I know that they are not ordinary people.

No wonder it could provoke the refugees to cause trouble.