"Kneel down and then continue the trial. You have three charges today. One, throwing objects from high in the street and injuring passers-by; two, sneaking birds and injuring people, disturbing the appearance of the city and frightening the people; three, being ruthless in court, intimidating women, and turning things upside down.

Black and white.”

Liu Zilin gritted his teeth and defended: "Those are the dishes I ordered. I was delivering food to them and doing a good deed!"

Ouyang Rong grabbed a cup of hot tea from the table and sprinkled it on his face, "I gave you my tea as a kind deed."

There was a burst of laughter from the people watching.

Liu Zilin's face turned red as he hung the tea leaves.

Ouyang Rong's voice was methodical:

"The first crime is to pay ten thousand guan to each person who was hit on the street.

"For the second crime, I will pay ten thousand dollars to each of the people who were frightened.

"Criminal number three...knock her head back."

"She's just a cheap slave who sold herself, and she asked me to kneel down for her??" Liu Zilin looked incredulous, and said unconvinced: "Isn't it just money? There is more, so I can pay for it as much as you want!"

Ouyang Rong ignored him and turned to ask Yingniang: "How many times did you kowtow just now?"

Yingniang waved her hands quickly: "I didn't knock, I didn't knock."

Ouyang Rong listened: "What? One hundred? OK, one hundred!"

Yingniang: "..."

Liu Zilin stared and cried out: "She clearly said no!"

Ouyang Rong casually threw the lottery and said, "Hit!"

Liu Zilin was shocked and angry, but Xie Lingjiang next to him had already kicked him down in front of Yingniang. Yan Liulang also brought a stick and started to spank her, and the onlookers cheered.

"Oh wait...wait...I'm knocking, I'm knocking!"

"You kowtow and she counts. After kowtowing, pay the money, and get out."

Ouyang Rong took a stick and threw it out, stood up, clapped his sleeves, and with the sound of kowtows, he walked to the third level of the county government gate, turned around, and faced the eyes of the people in the audience.

Said loudly:

"I came to Dragon City to do only one thing:

“Disaster relief.

"Water management.

"And...justice!"

Good brothers, pay tribute to these two chapters, there will be no more later. I really like this drama so much that I am not willing to change the lines QWQ. One of the initial impulses to write the first volume of Junzi came from it indirectly. I remember it was

In a popular science article introducing people from the Yuan Dynasty, I saw that the scholar who wrote about the "Great Hunger" in a historical book started his career as a small county magistrate, and went through the process of entertaining bullies, beheading him, and being treated as a dog. The article is only so interesting.
Chapter completed!