In the sun among the clouds, people can't open their eyes, but they can't feel any temperature.

The matter of the fields in Gengjia Village has reached a critical moment. The letter of Geng Qing written with fingerprints cannot be faked. Now it has been taken to collect the fields. No matter how much the whole village makes trouble, it will not be tenable.

Of course, if you make trouble, you will succeed. But when the trouble comes to the yamen, the lion is standing on Liu Miao's side, and if you don't take any reason, Tian Qi will eventually be taken away.

"Everyone, I feel sorry for you because of a fool who is incompetent nephew." On the ox cart, Liu Mang asked his subordinates to support him, broke the quiet and choked atmosphere, and smiled at the villagers over there: "But the contract is clearly written in black and white. At this point, I don't think there is any need to fight for it. You will plant the fields in the future. As for the harvest, I will make a charter and we will follow the ones above."

He finished speaking, at the entrance of the village, Dachun rushed out with a shoulder pole and was stopped by his father. He pushed him for a few times, but he didn't break away. He shouted and scolded with red neck: "Get out, stop saying hypocritical words. You must have tied up Dazhu and forced him to write this shit."

"Yes, if Dachun doesn't say it, I haven't reacted yet. It must be because of this black-hearted person who did something shameful, otherwise Zhuzi wouldn't have seen anyone yet, and he would have been locked up by this fat man in his house in the woodshed."

"Don't believe his nonsense. If you dare to come, don't hold back and beat him to death!"

.........

The shouting words made a group of thugs in the hospital ready to beat the enemy. They had never been afraid of anyone, especially the people in the village. The two villages in Niujiaji were so arrogant before, and they had taught a lesson before they became honest.

"Master, just teach them a lesson. If you say so many nice things, these unruly people may not be able to listen to them."

A man who had been a hospital guard for several years in Liu's house held a whistle and said in a low voice. Liu Mang, who was standing beside him, did not speak, and walked forward with his hands in his arms and bulging belly.

"Everyone, Mr. Liu talked to you, but he didn't hide anything. He said anything. Now that things are clear, there is still something I can't tell you. If you insist on making trouble, that's not good."

"I'll beat you to death!"

Old Man Geng raised his stick and walked with a staggering two steps, and was pulled back by Wang Jinqiu. He lived so old that he had never red eyes. At this time, he was crying. While saying sorry to his fellow villagers, he struggled hard in his wife's arms, trying to fight with the other party and atone for his son.

"Hmph." Liu Mang stepped back with his hands. He had already done it. Since these villagers were unreasonable, they had to give them all their brains, looked at the entrance of the village and said lightly: "Beat!"

When the surrounding guards heard the order, the thugs twisted their necks, shook their wrists, and smiled grimly with their weapons. They stood for a long time and were eager to start the fight, so they could go back early to have a reward banquet.

"Master, please come back and take a look."

At the beginning, he shouted that he wanted to teach the villagers a lesson. He carried the stick and rushed over first. Looking at the old man who was being helped in front of him, he shouted "Ah--" and the stick in his hand slammed away angrily.

Around the ward guards and thugs rushed up. The next moment, a sound of breaking through the sky passed through the sunshine, passing through a mu of acres of land, and crossed the running ward guards, and inserted into the middle of two groups of people. The splashed soil and fine stones immediately made the other person's face hurt.

Everyone present stopped instinctively and saw clearly that it was a long spear inserted obliquely, and the long pole still swayed slightly with endless strength.

"This...this is a long spear."

"Weapons on the battlefield..."

Naturally, some people in the yard recognized it. Following the direction of the throw, the mud road at the entrance of the village was about fifteen meters away from the mountain road. A group of people were carrying something and were coming here. There was also a figure riding a horse on the side of the road.

"So far...spent?"

Liu Mang looked over there and his vision was a little blurred. If the other party really threw the long spear over... the thought that came out would make him a little confused.

Around the distance, a group of people came over there, and the copper bells hang on the horse's neck jingling. An Jingsi stroked his mane and turned his head slightly, curious about what would happen next.

He glanced at Geng Qing who was walking next to him, "What do you do next?"

"You can see." Geng Qing answered him lightly, looking closer and closer at the trembling old man Geng at the entrance of the village. The bright sky shone on his face, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Remember to shout later."

On the side, An Jingsi looked at him and blinked his eyes, and smiled on his face, then rode his horse wildly, looked back through the opposite side, stopped to protect the yard, and the speeding horse leaned over and stretched out his hand and pulled up the long spear inserted in the mud and the mud block. He tied the reins and pulled the horse up. Xi Lulu-

The horse roared angrily, and its hooves fell back. An Jingsi blocked the middle with a long spear, his eyes swept across the surroundings with a cold look, and finally landed on the fat man next to the ox cart.

"I am An Jingsi, Feihu County, and the soldiers under the county magistrate, and you and others gather to argue with each other?"

The sudden momentum shocked the group of guards. The thugs looked anxious and pulled each other and quickly retreated, looking at their master. On the other side, Liu Mang saw Geng Qing who was slowly walking towards him, his face looked a little ugly. At this time, the other party suddenly appeared. The two servants he sent had no news and could not figure out what was going on. He quickly raised his hands and said to the young man on the horse's back: "It's for the field."

He pointed to Geng Qing who was walking behind, "This man sold me one acre of land and asked Li Zheng as a guarantee. He swears to write a deed and sell me thirty acres of fertile land in the middle of Gengjia Village. Si Bing. This black and white deed is still in my hands, and this deed from Gengqing's family's land deed, which is not my nonsense."

When everyone at the entrance of the village saw Geng Qing coming back, they were happy first, and then asked him one by one what happened to him and whether he had done something sorry for everyone, so that he could explain it clearly.

"No."

Geng Qing smiled on his face and shook his head to deny it. He looked at the contract book in the other party's hand, "I can't read, so how can I write anything?"

Liu Mang was not in a hurry there. He didn't believe that the public would do whatever he wanted and shook the letter of the deed in his hand.

"Even if it wasn't yours, you always wrote the name?"

Geng Qing glanced at it, then turned his head back, and put his hand behind him: "Master Liu, my surname is Geng, you have Geng Qing written on it, and on the Dinghu Book of the county yamen, my name is Geng Dazhu."

He chuckled and leaned over, stared at the round face and thin eyes, and said, "What does it have to do with me, Geng Qing, writes it?"

Everyone was stunned. An Jingsi on the horse's back opened her mouth slightly, and unexpectedly there were such inconspicuous details inside.

The old people in the village told everyone what they understood, and they widened their eyes. It took a long time to understand the twists and turns in it.

Dachun waved his stick and shouted excitedly: "Look, I just said Dazhu is very powerful, you don't believe it!"

.........

"you!!"

The details of the matter emerged, and perhaps I knew that some things were in it at the earliest, but Liu Mang never thought that he would fall into such an inconspicuous place, and there was no calmness before, and his beard was so angry that he was trembling.

"You are making trouble. There is also a guarantee in the contract book. Your family's land is here, which means you handed it to me personally, and indirectly, you have come to my house. This contract book was not written by you, so who else can you?!"

"But...so what?"

Geng Qing looked at him with a smile, looked at the officer side, and picked his chin: "Are you right, Wang Lizheng?"

Behind the three officers, he was lowering his head and moving his feet slowly from behind the man's back. He didn't dare to look at Liu Mang, who was almost staring at him, and nodded in agreement.

"As for my family's Tianqi? I'll change it to a new one." Geng Qing waved to the other side. Two officers came here with baskets and uncovered the green cloth on it. The whole of the new Tianqi was still in the fragrance of ink. The red official seals stabbed into Liu Mang's eyes like a sharp sword. The fat body stumbled backwards, hitting the car before stopping. They covered their chests with one hand and pointed at the young man smiling at him with trembling hands, unable to say a word.

Twisting his fat neck and looking at the inner corner of his eyes with his eyebrows down, Liu Miao suddenly said, "Ah--" and picked up the stool in the car and smashed it angrily towards the back of the opposite side.

Geng Qing, who weighed the basket of Tianqi, raised his hand hanging down beside him suddenly. Just as his fat body rushed over, he looked angry and shouted loudly: "Sun... your mother--"

Turning around, a ingot of silver in his hand hit the other party's forehead, and his head was covered with blood. Liu Mang's stool slipped off, subconsciously covering his head, staring at the figure opposite, and then he fell to the ground with his eyes rolling.

"This ingot was made for my father!"

Geng Qing threw the silver ingot in his hand and threw it to the servant beside the basket. He glanced at Liu Miao, who was fainting on the ground, patted the dust on his hands, and turned around to the entrance of the village.

A guard rushed over to raise his stick to beat him, and a long spear swept him to the ground lightly. An Jingsi cursed at the guards: "Get out!"
Chapter completed!