Putting aside everything else, the arrow shot by the junior sister just now was very cool.

But now they met each other and kicked over eight big Kunlun slaves cleanly. He didn't even bother to draw his sword. He drew the bow string and pointed coldly at Liu Zilin's angry face, which was even more handsome.

Ouyang Rong began to suspect that the junior sister was the Qi practitioner Yan Wuxie claimed.

I just don’t know which lineage it belongs to, Confucianism or Taoism, because the Xie family of Chen County is a famous family of Confucianism and metaphysics, the latter involves Taoism, and Taoism also has some hidden gentlemen.

Ouyang Rong went to help up the Orchid on the ground, handed her a handkerchief and wiped it with her.

At this time, Yan Wuxie came to the street with a group of policemen, and was shocked to see the scene of two gentlemen suppressing the villains and scoundrels... Well, in fact, it seems to be the same if a certain gentleman is removed, but

The junior sister is his staff. Ouyang Rong currently agrees with this combination of one wise and one brave. His mentor has the foresight. In addition, "wisdom" is also very important, okay?

"Mingfu, are you okay?"

"You think something is wrong with me?"

"No, no, it's just a bit unexpected. I thought I was late, I was so anxious."

"It's not too late, I came just in time. Protect this... Hu girl, and then go find a doctor to see if she is injured."

"Yes, Mingfu."

At this moment, the man named Liu Zilin asked angrily: "The bird that killed me still wants to leave!?" He turned around and scolded the staggering subordinate: "Don't pretend to be dead on the ground, go back and shake people!"

"

Even though he was pointed at by a bow, he was acting domineeringly, his eyes coldly looking at Xie Lingjiang who was frowning.

But just as Kunlun slave was trying to get up from the ground, his leg was pinned to the ground by an arrow.

Yan Wuxie also shouted coldly: "Why are you talking to the county magistrate?"

Liu Zilin raised his chin and sneered: "County magistrate? Isn't he just a stinky beggar! Are you here to fight the autumn breeze in our Dragon City? Do you want money or a woman? Or a promotion? Okay, follow me home to my big brother.

Kowtow a hundred times!"

Ouyang Rong smiled.

Liu Zilin glanced at the arrow on his subordinate's leg from the corner of his eye.

"snort."

He sneered, not looking at the cold-faced girl in front of him who had a lot of strength, nor at the large group of policemen. He only stared at Ouyang Rong, pointed at his face, and said harsh words:

"If you dare to shoot my bird, today's work is not over yet!"

"It's definitely not over." Ouyang Rong nodded.

"Okay, yes. The dishes upstairs are all gone, let's go eat! Don't run away, let's wait and play slowly." Liu Zilin patted the dust on his robe and sneered as if no one was watching.

Turn around and walk away leisurely.

Ouyang Rong chuckled, turned around and walked back.

On both sides of the long street, scholars and young men walked with their backs to each other.

Xie Lingjiang turned to look at Ouyang Rong's back, frowning and wanting to speak.

Yan Wuxie's face was solemn, and the other county officials breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to follow the magistrate back to the county office.

However, the next second, Ouyang Rong's slightly strange voice came:

"Why are you just standing there in such a daze? He's about to run away. Catch him quickly. Well, you guys don't think he really fooled me with his acting skills, do you?"

When a new official takes office, he has no choice but to show his hands. There is really no tacit understanding.

"Go and take this good law-abiding resident of Longcheng who is walking around the streets and take him to the county government office. When I first came to Longcheng, I don't have much to offer, so let's do a repertoire that is loved by the folks...

"The case is being handled today."

Xie Ling Jiang suddenly showed his face, and everyone was stunned.

Liu Zilin's face changed slightly.

…

Longcheng County Government is located on Luming Avenue on the east side of the county seat.

The weather is good today. At the gate of the county government office, Diao County Prime Minister is leading a group of scribes, and the government servants are waiting eagerly at the door.

The name of the Prime Minister of Diao County is Diao Guangdou. He is a scribe about fifty years old, with a goatee mustache and a straight official uniform. He is waiting a little anxiously at this moment, and from time to time he looks towards the end of the street.

Finally, at a certain moment, Diao Xiancheng noticed a slender young Confucian scholar in front of him and a large group of people rushing towards the county government office. He quickly led his subordinates to greet him.

"Mingfu, you are finally here!"

Ouyang Rong felt a little awkward being greeted warmly by an old man who could have been considered a grandfather, wiping his hands and wiping his tears. He silently pulled out his hand and asked casually:

"There is no need to check the appointment letter and official documents."

"No, no, no, I saw you the other day. You are Mingfu, the great master of Qingtian that we in Longcheng County have been waiting for."

"Okay, let's go in and go to the hall first."

"Okay, okay...wait a minute, let's go in and ascend the hall? Aren't you going to catch the wind and wash away the dust? Hey, these people behind you...why are the third young masters of the Liu family here too?"

"If there is an injustice, of course it must be brought to court."

"But...but the floods rushed into the county government office before, and several buildings including the lobby collapsed."

"Then move the public cases out and do them outside. I think the street at the door is good and the flow of people is quite good."

"..."

Not long after, at the gate of the Longcheng County Yamen and on Luming Street, a unique interrogation began in the hall. Everyone was in their seats. People were everywhere who came after hearing the news, and the street was blocked.

Ouyang Rong changed into his seventh-grade official uniform and sat down.

"Shengtang."

Diao Xian Cheng, the second seat, patted Tang Mu:

"Who is here and why did you report the crime?"

Down the hall stood Liu Zilin and an orchid dancer named "Ying Niang".

The former puts his hands behind his back and curls his lips, while the latter lowers his head and makes no noise.

No one spoke for a while.

"Retreat without injustice..." Diao Xiancheng was about to turn around and confess.

Xie Lingjiang immediately walked over and helped Yingniang up, "It's okay. Tell your grievances and the county magistrate will seek justice for you."

Ying Niang wanted to speak but stopped.

Liu Zilin suddenly snorted coldly.

Yingniang immediately knelt down with a plop, "There is an injustice!"

But before Xie Ling Jiang could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Ying Niang turning her head towards Liu Zilin and kowtowing:

"It's the Third Young Master's injustice! The slave family accidentally spilled the food on his face, so he was chased by the Third Young Master's eagle, which caused the Third Young Master to be misunderstood by the county magistrate. It's the slave family's fault, and the Third Young Master's injustice!"

Liu Zilin raised his foot and stepped on Yingniang's head, stopping her from kowtowing. He pointed at her humble head and said:

"I was wronged by the eagle! It was all because of you, a bitch, that I was shot to death by a blind man. When you go back, build a grave for my eagle. You must be buried in sackcloth and mourning!"

"The eagle hurts people, but it still dares to show off its power!"

Ouyang Rong stood up, grabbed a bag of dead birds from Yan Liulang's hand next to him, and threw it hard on Liu Zilin's face, "In court, kneel down before me!"

Diao Xian Cheng stood up quickly to dissuade him, and said in a low voice next to Ouyang Rong: "This is the third young master of the Liu family, why don't we forget it."

Ouyang Rong didn't look at him, and nodded to Xie Lingjiang, who had been holding her sword and clenching her fist. She immediately took a killing stick from the timid government servant next to her and walked down.

Liu Zilin looked stern and said: "What are you going to do, dare to abuse lynching in court? I will sue the state!"

Ouyang Rong's expression did not change, Tang Mu slapped the table: "Kneel down."

"Don't kneel!" Liu Zilin raised his neck, "I am a scholar from the state official school. At the end of the year, my family will send me to Bailu Cave to study. I am a scholar, so it shows that officials do not kneel!"

Xie Lingjiang hesitated and turned around to ask for instructions.

Diao Xiancheng also advised: "Yes, I can't kneel down. This case should be retried another day..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly laughed.

"Who said he should kneel down as an official?"

He took out a jade pendant from his waist and threw it on the table, "What a coincidence, Brother Ling Jiang and I are also Bailudong scholars. The teacher is the deputy mountain chief. He is senior to you. Confucianism has an orderly hierarchy. Kneel down before me."

Down!"

Xie Lingjiang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ouyang Rong, seeming to be a little impressed, but the killing stick in his hand did not stop at all, and directly hit the evil young man's calf.

Liu Zilin said "Ah", knelt down in grief, hugged his legs and howled.

Hiss, this was so cruel that even the onlookers took a breath.

Xie Lingjiang, who went to help Ying Niang, felt the eyes of everyone and seemed a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he added with a cold face: "In the academy, it is normal to break a leg when dealing with the scum of the disciples."

With a reputation as a teacher, this little junior sister learns very quickly... Ouyang Rong suppressed a smile at the corner of his mouth and slapped the alarm:
To be continued...