Volume 1, Chapter 280: The Four Young Masters of South City?
quiet!
Deathly quiet.
Although there were huge crowds of people at the entrance of the government office, everyone was silent.
The palace soldiers shivered subconsciously.
The two constables who had just taken action were almost frightened to death at this moment.
The people stared blankly at the black spot in the sky that was moving farther and farther away.
That scream is still echoing in the sky.
But it gradually became farther and farther away until it could no longer be heard.
Ye Tingmu’s eyes widened and his Adam’s apple moved subconsciously.
He looked up at the sky; it was very blue.
He turned around and looked at Yang San, who was very arrogant.
His white teeth were fully displayed, and he looked like he was seeking credit.
"Oh my god, what are you doing? Why did you throw him out?"
Facing Ye Tingmu's question, Yang San shrugged and said as a matter of course: "Didn't you, Boss, tell me to throw it away?"
Ye Tingmu recalled what he had just said.
"Did I say that?" He looked at Captain Song beside him and asked in confusion.
Captain Song only felt his scalp tingling at this moment.
A dignified fourth-rank official threw it away just like that.
Moreover, the other party is a civil servant with no cultivation at all.
There is only one outcome waiting for him, death.
There is no suspense.
He shook his head first, then nodded.
He opened his mouth but no words came out.
He was afraid that he would say something wrong and end up like the other person.
Everyone looked at each other, saying that this scholar from Shangyun was cruel, but they didn't expect the other party to be so cruel.
And he is cruel and crazy.
At this moment, no one dared to look directly at Ye Tingmu.
At this time, Lin An said something inappropriate.
"The Marquis did say that Yang San should throw that man out of South City."
Ye Tingmu took a deep breath.
He said to Yang San earnestly, "Have you ever considered that the throwing I'm talking about isn't this kind of throwing?"
Yang San spoke frankly and nodded seriously.
"I've thought about it..." Then he changed the subject and said, "But this will be faster. Lord, didn't you say that when doing things, we should pay attention to efficiency on the basis of achieving the goal? I think this is the fastest and most efficient way."
Ye Tingmu was speechless at this moment.
He could accept this explanation.
He shook his head. Since it had happened, let it be.
I didn't kill anyone, and I died from falling.
It's because he can't fly.
He looked at the yamen in front of him.
With a wave of his hand.
"Someone, bring the old man in."
"Today, this marquis will personally handle this case and redress the injustice done to the people."
After saying this, he strode forward and headed towards the government office.
The old man immediately knelt down to express his gratitude.
"Thank you, sir..."
Following Ye Tingmu into the government office.
There was a sudden noise all around.
The noise was deafening, filling the entire South City.
"Oh my god, that's so fucking cruel."
"I was so scared, just throw it away."
"This Tian Hou is so awesome. He will be my idol from now on."
"My Lord, it seems that Nancheng will be blessed in the future."
"Hahaha, I told you, based on my understanding of the Marquis, the outcome of this matter is still uncertain."
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go and watch the Shaoqing judge the case."
“Go, go, go…”
At this time, above the government office.
Ye Tingmu sat upright in the hall.
Lin An stood respectfully beside him.
Above his head, four large characters "Ming Jing" (bright mirror) hung high, standing out prominently.
Captain Song and Captain Liu stood respectfully in the lobby.
I dare not even breathe.
It was really the action just now that completely shocked the two of them.
Although they are at the extraordinary level of cultivation.
But according to rumors, the little Tianhou in front of him has killed saints. Who would dare to provoke him?
Behind him is the Fourth Prince, and he has a younger sister who just became a disciple of the Sage of Literature a few days ago.
They are totally insignificant and are like flies in front of others.
There were detectives standing on both sides.
A seventy-year-old man in the hall was kneeling on the ground.
There were crowds of people outside the door, but it was very quiet at the moment and no one was making loud noises.
In addition, a steady stream of people flocked in from all around the South City.
"Brother Zhang, are you also going to watch the new Shaoqing solve a case?"
"That's right. I just heard that this little Tianhou threw out that black-hearted Zhou Tongpan."
"Yes, I heard that, too."
"You two stop chatting. If you don't hurry up, there won't be any seats left..."
"Yes, yes, run!"
Ye Tingmu looked at this scene and felt it was so familiar.
I feel deeply moved.
I have been to court three times in my life.
Once as a spectator, once as the defendant.
This time he became the judge. He stroked the gavel with his hand and a smug look on his face.
Three months kneeling in the hall, three months sitting in the hall.
It’s me, the child of destiny.
He looked at Lao Gou in the audience and slammed the gavel down.
With a "pop..." sound.
Eye-catching and amazing.
Then he said loudly: "Asking for the court!"
Everyone in the hall looked solemn.
The detectives held clubs in their hands and struck the ground.
Shouting: "Mighty!"
Everything stopped. Ye Tingmu straightened his body and looked at the old man with sharp eyes.
"Old man, what grievances have you suffered? Tell us in detail in this hall today. I will make the final decision for you."
Upon hearing this, Lao Gou burst into tears and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes from time to time.
"My name is Ai Daqing. I live outside Zhulu City. We have been farming for generations. There are five of us in my family. A month ago, my son and daughter-in-law brought my granddaughter to the city to sell vegetables."
"I never thought I would meet the Four Young Masters of South City..." Having said this, he wiped away his tears.
"Old man, please continue..."
"Those four men were worse than beasts. Not only did they take a fancy to my daughter-in-law and molested her in the street, they also kidnapped her. My daughter fought back desperately, but she was no match for them and ended up having one of her legs broken."
"My granddaughter was beaten to death by those four beasts. She was only six years old."
"Later, my son came to Nancheng to file a complaint, but he was charged with disrupting the court and was imprisoned. When my daughter-in-law came back, she was so upset that she jumped into a well. When my old wife found out about this, she became so angry that she died as well."
"My family of five is now left with only a half-dead old man like me and my son who is about to be beheaded."
"Master Qingtian, you must make the decision for me!"
Ye Tingmu's brows twitched after hearing this.
This was horrific. A six-year-old child was beaten to death. This was what he could not tolerate the most.
Because he also has children, he knows that kind of pain.
There was anger in his eyes.
He looked at Captain Song and Captain Liu standing by the side of the hall and asked, "Gentlemen, is this true?"
The two of them trembled all over, not daring to hide anything.
"My Lord, I have heard of this matter, but the case was personally tried by Judge Zhou."
"Oh...you mean, what the old man said is true."
The two were speechless.
Just keep your head down.
For them, they could not afford to offend the Marquis in front of them.
But they also couldn't afford to offend the Four Young Masters of Nancheng.
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