In the past, I wouldn't even dare to think about something like this!

Because even some high-ranking families would not dare to abuse their servants who were sold into slavery!

If someone discovers this, at least he will be stabbed in the back by his neighbor on the street, or at worst, he will probably get into a lawsuit and be severely punished by the government!

Moreover, the county magistrates of the Tang Dynasty seem to like doing this kind of thing.

Punish the rich for being unkind and help the poor!

In this way, not only can you make a lot of money secretly, but you can also get the title of Lord Qingtian who makes decisions for the people openly. You can even be recorded once in the official examination. With so many benefits, why not

for?

But now? What about those rebels?

Even the government has clearly stated that they should be beaten! As long as they cannot be beaten to death, they will be beaten to death!

Of course, this does not mean that the government is inhumane!

If it weren't for these bastards, where would so many people have died in Shandong?

If nothing else, just look at Weizhou City. It is a truly big city several times larger than Ningcheng!

But what about now? They burned, killed, and looted once, and the whole city was almost empty!

This! They are all our own people! Unarmed common people, not some feuding foreigners! Maybe eight hundred years ago, we were in the same family as them!

How could they do it!

Therefore, when the scouts sent to Weizhou City came back, they told everyone what they had seen with their own eyes about the tragedy in Weizhou City.

The hard days of those rebels are coming again!

"What, you didn't kill anyone! Can't I whip you? Nonsense! The murderer would have been chopped down by the Marquis!"

"Now you know it hurts? Why didn't you stop them when they were killing people?"

Similar remarks were heard from time to time inside and outside the city, but more often, they were heard from the crisp sound of the whip being dropped, and the miserable howls of the person being beaten.

If they had known that such a day would come, they would probably rather starve to death than believe in King Nalaoshizi.

Now I don't get three meals a day, but I never miss three meals a day, and I even have to add a few more from time to time.

"Jingyuan is dead..."

In a dark room in Ningzhou City Yamen, Xiao Han looked at Ruan Nanzhu, who had a withered face and sunken eye sockets, and whispered.

Like a stone sculpture, Ruan Nanzhu, who was sitting cross-legged on a low platform, trembled slightly when he heard Xiao Han's words, and finally there was a trace of sadness in his dull eyes.

"The leader of the thief escaped. Our people chased him but failed to catch up." Xiao Han noticed the strangeness of Ruan Nanzhu, but did not pay attention to it. He just continued what he said, "In the past two days, we have killed more than a thousand people in total.

, these people basically had their blood stained in Weizhou City, their heads were covered with lime, and they were hung outside the city."

Hearing this, the sadness in Ruan Nanzhu's eyes slowly dissipated, but he remained motionless, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Han sighed slightly, stood up, and walked out. When he almost reached the door, he suddenly remembered something. He turned back to Ruan Nanzhu and said, "Master Ruan, since my old friend has passed away, how can the living person

, you should live well! After a while, I will have someone prepare another piece of food for you, so don’t waste it this time."
Chapter completed!