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Chapter 342 I'm going to the sky to find a clean official (by the way ask for a monthly ticket)

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    As Yang Ling walked, he introduced the general situation to Jiang Bin. Jiang Bin also laughed in horror. It was hard to imagine such absurd things in the world.  When Yang Ling was in Beijing, he heard that there was a village in the south of the Yangtze River. A villager declared himself emperor and made him a vassal. Because of the traffic congestion, the news did not leak out until ten years later.

    Fortunately, these bastards who were not afraid of death met a benevolent master. Emperor Hongzhi just took it as a joke, joked with Liu Jian, Xie Qian and other close officials for a while, and pardoned them with a decree of kindness, so that the tragedy of massacring the village did not happen.

    Although Yang Ling had heard of such absurd things, he always thought that it happened in a remote and desolate place, and that some ignorant villagers could do such absurd things.  Wang Mantang's father, Wang Zhi, is a well-known litigator in Bazhou. She has been in the market since she was a child, and she has seen a lot. How could she do such a foolish thing?

    When Jiang Bin heard that it was a group of villagers who conspired to rebel and proclaim themselves emperor, he was overjoyed: This is a great achievement, especially this time he is fighting with Yang Ling again.  Gotta shine.

    Thinking of this, Jiang Bin was in high spirits, and drew out his shining double knives from a long distance away, fiercely leading a dozen soldiers from Xuanfu and a group of servants in the capital to destroy a country.

    That place is not very far, stepping into the reed marshes, it is about three miles away.  In summer, there is plenty of rain, and the place is half-submerged. Bamboo rafts are needed to swing it. Carp and catfish in the water are frightened, and sometimes big fish weighing more than ten catties will jump on the bamboo raft by themselves. The water and soil are very rich.

    It's just that this reed marsh has gone deep and there are no people around, so no one comes here.  In the depths of the reeds, there was a higher ground, shaped like a small island. The guards all became nervous, their swords and guns were unsheathed, and they held their breath.

    But when everyone rushed to the front and looked ahead in the bright moonlight, they couldn't help but stay there.

    There is a thatched shed right in front of it, a big thatched shed, and behind it are four bungalows that are neither tall nor big, except for the one in the middle, which has bricks and tiles, which is still decent, and the other three are basically built of stones and loess.  .  The eyeballs of all the guards almost popped out, there were only so few things on the unobstructed empty land, and the moonlight shone faintly on these very ordinary houses.

    Jiang Bin had a strange expression on his face, and asked in a low voice, "Master Guo, is this what youare talking about?"

    Yang Ling also seemed to be dreaming. At this time, the guard who led them here had brought over Liao Si'er who had been ambushing here. Yang Ling said in disbelief, "This is what you're talking about?"

    Liao Si nodded and said: "Yes, Lord Guo, that's right, it's here."

    Yang Ling was dumbfounded for a while before he said, "How many people are there in total? How many guards are there?"

    Liao Si'er said softly: "They fell asleep just now. The humble officer saw that there was no risk, so he went in and caught a guy who woke up at night. Now I knocked him unconscious over there. After interrogation by the humble officer, this country is called Dashun Kingdom  , the year is Pingding, and now it is the second year of Pingding, there is a queen in the country, there are left and right prime ministers, and there are ministers of civil and military affairs."

    Yang Ling said calmly, "Thenhow many people are there now?"

    Liao Si'er said with a strange expression: "As soon as the woman named Wang Mantang came back, two men with sharp spears came forward to greet her, saying that she is Your Majesty. We were shocked and asked Song Feng to go back and report to the lord.  But just now, the guard who was captured by the humble job was tortured, and only then did he knowwell, there are only nine people in Dashun Kingdom now."

    "Clang!" A sound startled Yang Ling and the guards around him. Looking around, Jiang Bin picked up two sabers from the ground and said with a dry smile, "It's okay, it's okay, I missed it for a while."

    Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to ask: "Dashun Kingdomnine people? There are nine people in total?"

    Liao Si'er said embarrassingly: "It's more than that. It is said that there are more than 260 subjects in the country, and they don't need to come to see the emperor at ordinary times. Now living in the palace are the emperor, the empress and Prime Minister Zuo Feng Xiaomu, and there is another  Little girl, five guards, the guards were originally tenant farmers from nearby villages. As for the ministers, every three, six or nine days, they will be in that"

    He pointed to the thatched hut: "That golden palace is where the emperor meets and discusses state affairs. The right prime minister of Dashun Kingdom is Liang Dezi, a rich man from Liangjia Village, Shengfang Town, and the mighty general who protects the country is Fan Butcher from Fanjiazhuang  ".

    "Dang chi", Jiang Bin's double swords fell to the ground again, and every guard next to him looked at Yang Ling with weird eyes, with a dumbfounding expression on his face.  Yang Ling was stunned for a long while, then took a long breath, waved his hand, and said decisively: "Big stick, bring two people, take the?He walked slowly to the hall.

    There are flower beds and rockeries in the yard, and the surrounding walls have collapsed for some reason, and some places have newly turned up soil. It looks like the house is being expanded during the New Year, which is a bit weird.  Passing by four welcoming pine trees, I saw that the main door of the hall was only open for a while, and Jiang Bin could be seen standing there with two swords in the door, looking forward at something.

    Stepping up the steps, Yang Ling saw a bag scattered on the ground, with a few ginseng tumbling down beside it, which should be the goods brought by the merchant.

    "Brother Jiang, I found out" Yang Ling stepped towards the threshold, and stopped there just halfway through speaking, a chill came over his heart.  The hall is deserted, and the prosperity and wealth of the past can still be vaguely seen.

    In the empty hall, there are four people hanging, four people in blood-stained small clothes, the ropes are taken from the beams, the chairs are on the ground, the four people have long hair covering their faces, and the hanging bodies cannot be seen as male or female.  Female, because the door was open and the cold wind swept in, her body was still shaking slightly in the cold wind.

    Song Xiaoai let out a cry of surprise, then immediately covered her mouth and turned around.  The frontmost corpse was blown half a circle by the wind, and the wind blown away the messy hair on its face, revealing a staring face with its tongue half sticking out.

    Song Xiaoai pulled Yang Ling's sleeve and said in a low voice, "My lord".

    Yang Ling knew that although she was brave and good at fighting, she was not afraid of death, but killing people on the battlefield felt different from seeing the whole family hanged like this, so she nodded slightly and said, "Well, you get out first!"

    "No, my lord, youyou look behind".

    "The back?" The back is just a wall, what's there to see?

    Yang Ling turned around as he said, and saw three lines of large characters written in different shades on the snow-white wall, which seemed to be written with burnt wooden sticks, and the handwriting penetrated into the whitewashed wall.

    ?Dark clouds cover the sun, and the hateful place is full of power and rape.

    It's hard to justify a strange grievance, and I only hope that there will be an upright official in the sky.

    Injustice!  "

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    ps: I was so sleepy last night that I couldn¡¯t keep my eyes open, so I fell asleep just after 12 o¡¯clock, and the inspection team is still checking today.  I can't be free all morning~~

    ?I don¡¯t think I will travel far during the seven-day National Day holiday. At least I don¡¯t have such a plan at the moment. Generally speaking, my changes are not faster than the plan, haha.

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