Jiang Huaixu ignored Zhu, the yamen runner whose expression changed drastically, and dragged him in front of the yamen runners by the collar.

Li Ergou followed behind, wanting to help but not knowing where to start. He also didn't know how Jiang Huaixu could have so much strength in such a small body.

"Goodbye, sirs, I won't see you off."

Jiang Huaixu made a 'please' gesture.

The yamen runners felt very depressed.

Normally, when ordinary people see yamen runners, who wouldn't be respectful and bow? But all the prestige accumulated over the years was lost in one day, all thanks to this little girl...

"Just wait, you won't have a good time next time!"

After swearing, two yamen runners carried Old Zhu, who had an injured knee, and walked towards the county government office.

Zhu Yayi gnashed his teeth and said, "We can't act rashly with this group of people. Let's check what they rely on first."

The yamen runners had no choice but to hold back for the time being and wait until they had thoroughly investigated this group of people. Then they could find a reason to put them in jail.

But they underestimated the influence of Jiang Huaixu's actions and the outrageous operations Jiang Huaixu used in the process of spreading the incident.

On the third day, the storyteller in the teahouse told the story vividly to the tea drinkers.

The protagonists in the storyteller's mouth are a group of refugees who have gone through hardships and traveled thousands of miles. After they finally found a place to stay, they were bullied and slandered by local tyrants. The refugees began to resist in anger. Finally, the county magistrate was selfless and found out the truth and gave justice to the refugees. The local tyrant and his family were thus destitute.

Because the story was so tortuous and bizarre, this incident caused quite a stir in Beichuan County.