Chapter 94: Parade the streets

Two men in black night clothes jumped over the wall, landed lightly in the shadow at the base of the wall, and gestured to each other. Today, he saw Li Yuhan giving King Jian a lot of silver notes, but he himself left in a hurry. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Because the city has recently been wanted thieves and there is a curfew at night, the two high-level military guards are now in the patrol camp. As long as Li Yuhan is not here, this royal palace will be like paper to them.

After looking around, they found the way to the main courtyard. The two of them climbed up the roof and ran quickly along the ridge. Soon after, they arrived at the courtyard where Chen Ziqi lived.

The yard was quiet and soundless, the window was half open, and the room was pitch black. The two of them cooperated tacitly, one of them stepped forward and took off the wooden support from the window, and the other quickly caught the window that was about to fall and let the companions turn over and enter, without making any sound from beginning to end.

People who have been exploring in the dark all year round have better vision than ordinary people at night. With the faint moonlight, they touch the Bogu Shelf and look for boxes to store silver notes. This royal palace is also poor enough. There are only a few books on the Bogu Shelf, a celadon incense burner, and not even a decent jade ornament.

"Brother, what are you looking for?" The hoarse voice of the boy during the voice change period suddenly rang, which scared the little thief in front of the Bogu rack and almost exclaimed.

The stole the thing turned around and left. Chen Ziqi lifted the curtain of the bed and rushed over. He couldn't see clearly in the darkness. The thief felt a gust of wind blowing over, and then hit his chest heavily. Before he could win his luck, he slapped him out and broke through the window and fell into the yard.

The companions in the yard knew they were about to be heard when they heard the exclamation, so they turned around and ran away.

"Buzz——" The buzzing sound of the sharp sword breaking through the air came to his head. The thief quickly took a few steps back and barely avoided the sword's edge to avoid being cut off. However, the sword's momentum did not end with one sword, but was like flowing water in the mountains, falling three times. When the sword momentum reached its end, it quickly returned and slapped him with a "bang".

The sword energy containing powerful internal strength cut Ye Xing's clothes and also shot people firmly on the ground.

Chen Ziqi lit the candles in the house, illuminating the surroundings. He only wore an underwear and stood barefoot on the cold ground. Only then did he feel cold and couldn't help curling his toes.

Dan Yi jumped out of the bed, walked over quickly, and picked up Chen Ziqi, "Why don't you wear shoes?" He himself was naked and only wore a pair of scarlet underwear.

"Where is catching a thief, there is no time to wear it." Chen Ziqi secretly touched the chest with a very good touch, jumped down and put on his shoes, put on his shirt casually and walked out.

When the door was opened, the light in the house immediately shone out, illuminating the face in the yard. The person holding the sword was Li Yuhan who should have left.

The two thieves saw Li Yuhan's face clearly and their legs were immediately weak. The movement here also alarmed the guards of the royal palace, ran in with lanterns, and secretly surrounded the two thieves.

"Prince, what should I do?" The guard looked at Chen Ziqi.

Li Yuhan took the sword into the sheath and was a little excited. He thought he was a martial arts master, but he ended up being vulnerable.

Chen Ziqi looked at the two people who were silent while covering their wounds. They looked at them all over 30 years old, with small eyes and small mouths, and a stinging eyebrow. They stood up straight, raised their chins slightly and said, "You two broke into the palace late at night, but are you going to assassinate me?"

"No, it's not that I want to assassinate the prince. I'm just looking for some money." The man who was slapped by Chen Ziqi looked at Chen Ziqi with a little fear. Didn't it mean that no one in the royal family could do martial arts except King Wan? Why is King Jian so powerful that his internal organs are so painful now that he is obviously injured.

"Have you found money and came to the palace?" Chen Ziqi smiled angry.

"Ripping the rich to help the poor, and helping the weak to help the weak is a righteous man in the world," another man covered the sword on his shoulder and said with a stern voice. "The prince only knows how to enjoy wealth and honor in Jianyang City, but he knows that people starve to death every day in the suburbs! The prince is the vassal king here, but he ignores the lives and deaths of the people. I can't stand it, so I can only borrow a few taels of silver from the prince to save those who are about to starve to death."

These words were said very well, as if they were just stealing things, and Chen Ziqi did not take out the money for them to steal it because he was rich and unkind and fish in the countryside.

Chen Ziqi smacked his lips. The ability of the people in the Jianghu to open their eyes and tell lies is really worth learning. "Since that's the case, I won't kill you. I will go to the palace hall of the yamen tomorrow. You can tell the prefecture again." After that, he waved his hand and signaled the guards to take care of the two of them and send them to the yamen tomorrow morning.

It is very easy to kill these two people, but these two thieves have great uses, so Chen Ziqi is reluctant to kill them just like that.

"I am the disciples of Lushan Mountain, you can't send us to the yamen!" When the man covered his shoulders said this, he was obviously a little lacking in confidence and took a sneak peek at Li Yuhan's expression.

A disciple of Lushan? Li Yuhan frowned and walked to the two of them, "Who are you from?"

The two looked at each other, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Li Yuhan, calling them uncle. The two of them were Liang Shangfei, a famous thief in Jianyang. They were originally outer disciples of Lushan. Because they were not good at learning skills, they could not become direct disciples. They only learned the basics of Lushan swordsmanship, but they practiced light skills well.

The direct disciples of the inner sect must always stay in the sect. To put it bluntly, the outer disciples are just nominal servants, doing some chores for the sect and learning some kung fu. Chen Ziqi's uncle Changsheng is the outer disciple of the Vajra Sect.

"As a disciple of the Lushan Sect, he actually came out to do evil. I will take you back tomorrow to deal with the rules." Li Yuhan tightened his scabbard and was very angry.

When the two of them heard that they were going back to the Lushan Sect, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, uncle, this won't work," Chen Ziqi reached out and stopped Li Yuhan. "If the matter is in Jianyang, I have to follow the rules here. No matter which sect disciple is, if you break the law, you have to send it to the yamen and deal with it according to the rules!"

The next morning, someone beat the drum in front of Jianyang Prefecture's yamen.

Jian Yang, who was incompetent in the government, had never heard the sound of the drums of injustice for many years. The people came over curiously and looked around, and found that the one who beat the drums was the guards of the palace, and they couldn't help but be even more surprised.

The thick wooden door creaked open, and the yawning yawning runner walked out of the door, "Who is beating the drum?"

"We are waiting for the guards of Prince Naijian's mansion. We caught two little thieves last night. The prince asked us to send them here." The four tall and powerful guards said, carrying two people tied up.

When he heard that it was sent by the prince, the yamen runner immediately woke up and turned around and trotted back to report.

Go to the court, interrogate.

Chen Ziqi was wearing a moon-white prince's dress and sat leisurely on the side. The prefect had not been to the court for a long time. He carefully recalled the order of the ceremony, and then raised his hand to look for the gavel, but found that there was no givel on the table.

"Master!" The prefect shouted, and when the master looked over, he whispered, "Where is my official's gavel?"

The master was stunned for a moment with his brush in his hand, and pointed to the shiny piece of wood that was placed on the corner of the table.

Chen Ziqi glanced lightly

After a glance, he took out a handful of melon seeds from his sleeve and kowtowed a little red bird that was rising from his clothes.

Seeing that the prince did not pay attention to him, the prefect quickly called two yamen runners to come and take out the gavel, and found a brick to set up the lame table. Then he tidied up his clothes and slapped the givel on the table, "Get to the hall!"

"Enter the hall--" The yamen runners holding black and red paint sticks shouted together, knocking on the ground with sticks.

The people gathered outside to watch the fun. Chen Ziqi refused to let the yamen runners stop him, but instead put them in and stood outside the hall.

The two confessed to theft and admitted that they had committed the recent theft cases in the city, but insisted that they were robbing the rich and helping the poor.

"Is this the thief Liang Shangyan?"

"Tsk tsk, you're a thief at first glance."

"Don't talk nonsense, they are the heroes who rob the rich and help the poor!"

"Bah! Why do you rob the rich and help the poor? I'm so poor that I'm so poor that I still steal my?" The owner of the braised food store heard that the prince caught the thief and showed the store to his wife. He spread his legs and ran to the yamen. He heard someone talking for the two thieves, and immediately choked back. Then, he looked up at the young man sitting next to the prefect, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The young man was wearing a moon-white prince's dress, embroidered with bright silver threads, bright moonlight, bright jade trees, and natural noble majesty, which was not reduced by his lazy sitting posture. Needless to ask, this person is Chen Ziqi, the vassal prince of Jianyang.

Isn’t this man the young man who brought a pot of braised ingredients a few days ago? The owner of the braised food store almost exclaimed, and finally knew why he was exempted from renting because of his little unintentional act that day.

Chen Ziqi listened to the so-called righteousness of the two men, stuffed the little red bird into her clothes, stood up and walked to them, "Your so-called robbery of the rich and helping the poor, I heard some truth from this. I would rather ask the yamen runners to take you outside the city to identify them, find out the money you stolen in the past few days. If you send them to the poor, you can get the sentence exempted. How about it?"

When the two of them heard this, their bodies became stiff. Chen Ziqi did not give them a chance to repent and asked the master to write down the property reported by the people in the city in recent days and handed it out to the yamen runners to take it out for identification.

After walking all day, two families were found. The ones who were found looked confused and said that they had only received a few cents. They did not find the lost things. The two were beaten by the yamen runners, and then they changed their words, saying that they had not had time to share the things they stolen, and they were all hidden in an old house in the city.

Chen Ziqi touched his chin, "Since you think what you do is a heroic righteousness, why not parade tomorrow? Will the people in the city be grateful to you?"

The next day, the two men with ropes were led by the yamen runners and walked around Jianyang City. While walking, they beat the gong and shouted: "This is the thief Liang Youde and Qin Fei. They stole more than 100 taels of property within three days. Today they will be paraded in the streets to show punishment!"

The sound of gongs echoed on the east and west streets. The people looked at the dirt-faced two people, and felt a complex and unspeakable feeling in their hearts. I haven’t seen the yamen in charge for many years!

I don’t know who started to throw a rotten vegetable leaf at the two of them. Many people followed suit and threw things they didn’t use at hand. Without the vegetable leaf, the rotten eggs, they spit out in a mouthful of spit.

"Bah! What a thief, it's just a martial arts thief!" The owner of the braised food store picked up a basin of blood from the pork and poured it out. These unarmed people were bullied by martial arts people for so many years and had nowhere to complain, so they could only steal and rob. Today, they were finally able to take revenge.

The people were throwing things while cheering. The affairs of Jianyang City were actually based on the rules and regulations. No matter whether they were from a noble or low family or martial arts, they would be arrested and punished if they violated the law. Only in this way can the people truly experience safety.

Chen Ziqi stood on Feng Ling's third floor, looked at the situation below, and smiled slightly. This was his purpose, to warn him and let the people know that Jianyang City only talks about the laws and laws but not the origin. Mr. Luo once said that only by governing the country according to the code rather than the level of martial arts can this country have hope.
Chapter completed!