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Chapter 1212

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This time …

The people from the Wang Clan's Blacksmith Shop panicked.

They had stocked up on these things long ago, waiting for the autumn planting season to earn a large sum of money.

However, they did not know why the owner of the shop suddenly stopped them from selling.

They were already feeling guilty and had no choice. Moreover, they were discovered by the commoners after the commotion. Although it was not to the extent of defying an imperial decree …

It was not a big deal to be locked up in jail for a few days.

The middle-aged shopkeeper was an understanding person. Seeing that Er Yazi was young, he hurriedly came forward and said, "Sir, may I have a word with you?"

Er Yazi saw this and asked, "What's the matter?"

The middle-aged shopkeeper looked around, gritted his teeth, and handed over a stack of banknotes from his sleeve. He smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum and said, "This is a little token of my appreciation. Could you please pretend that you didn't see anything?"

"Didn't see anything?"

Er Yazi smiled.

He took out the banknotes the shopkeeper gave him. Instantly, the commoners and officials who had been paying attention to the shopkeeper were enraged.

The smile on the shopkeeper's face froze. .

"Oh, this is a lot of money …" Although Er Yazi was young, he had replaced his father to enter the magistrate court. He was not even eighteen years old and was considered the youngest person in the magistrate court.

However, it was also because of this that Er Yazi's upright and plainspoken character made everyone in the magistrate court particularly fond of him.

At this moment, Er Yazi took out the banknotes in his hand one by one and waved them casually. The commoners who were watching did not pick them up.

Instead, they stared at the shopkeeper with bloodshot eyes.

When the shopkeeper and his workers saw this, their legs could not help but tremble.

"Er Yazi, what are you talking about? What do you mean by this? " When the shopkeeper saw that they had fallen out, he became unyielding. "Although Lao Tzu does not know if your lifetime salary is more than the banknotes Lao Tzu gave you, I will remember you!"

As he spoke, the innkeeper said fiercely, "You guys still don't know, right? Many of the businesses in Chang 'an City belong to my Taiyuan Wang Clan. If you dare to offend my Wang Clan, believe it or not, my Wang Clan will make sure that you won't be able to buy even a single grain tomorrow! "

"Heh, Wang Shi, you're really impressive!"

At this moment.

Niu Weili's voice rang out from behind the crowd.

Following him were more than a dozen burly men.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that those people were not from the Chang 'an local government.

Niu Weili's voice caused the shopkeeper's face to stiffen.

The next moment, the shopkeeper hurriedly turned around, his face brimming with a friendly smile once again. "Isn't this Lord Niu? What wind blew you here? Let's go to Chang 'an Hotel and talk about what happened today. "

"Chang 'an Hotel?"

Niu Weili was overjoyed.

"Do you know who owns the Chang 'an Hotel?"

At this moment, if the middle-aged man still didn't know what Niu Weili meant, he would have lived in vain.

He asked with a fake smile, "Then according to Lord Niu, what should we do about today's matter?"

"Smash it!"

"Yes! Smash the store. Damn it, we've been waiting for this autumn to plant some life-saving grain. But this son of a bitch, he actually hid the iron hoes and refused to sell them?

"Motherf * cker, such a person is a scourge. Let's just f * cking kill him!"

"Yes, Lord Niu, chop his head off!"

Niu Weili didn't say anything. With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked at the angry people around him with a smile. When they were almost done venting their anger, he said, "Well, well, let's go back to the government office and talk about this. After all, talking about it here will damage your Wang Clan's reputation! "

The shopkeeper of the Wang Clan, the middle-aged man, finally darkened his face. "So, Lord Niu, you don't want to give me face?"

Face?

You still know about face?

Niu Weili sneered.

Let's not talk about the consequences of this matter.

Niu Weili only needed to do things according to the rules. If it didn't involve his God of Fortune, Zhang Feng, then everything would be fine. But now …

Niu Weili could only mourn silently in his heart.

Brother, you're in trouble.

You're in big trouble!

"Men, bring Shopkeeper Wang and all the workers here back to the county yamen and close the blacksmith shop for the time being!"

"Yes!"

"Niu Weili, do you really want to go against my Wang Clan?" This time, the shopkeeper of the Wang Clan couldn't help but scold him.

He was even cursing.

Niu Weili didn't say anything.

He even waved his hand to signal the angry yamen runners and the people to not interfere. They watched as the shopkeeper pointed at his nose and scolded him as if they were watching a show.

After a full hour.

The dozen burly men behind Niu Weili couldn't listen to it anymore. They clenched their fists so tightly that they made cracking sounds.

At this time, Niu Weili was alert. He looked at the shopkeeper and said with a smile, "Are you done scolding? Do you know the consequences of insulting the imperial court and ordering officials? "

This time.

The shopkeeper finally came to his senses.

He took a few steps back cautiously. This time, he asked hesitantly, "It's nothing more than going to jail. Believe it or not, if Lao Tzu goes in today, you'll have to obediently ask Lao Tzu out in less than two hours!"

"Is that so?"

The smile on Niu Weili's face disappeared instantly. "Men, this shopkeeper called Wang something insulted an imperial court official. Moreover, he insulted him on the street. Everyone here is a witness. According to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, beat him to death!"

"Hahaha, Master Niu, you don't need your yamen runners to do this. Lao Tzu will do it!"

"Yes, yes, yes. Let's do it. This son of a bitch, we'll tear him apart alive!"

"Beat him to death!"

"…"

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