After nightfall, the city of Fushun was still not at peace. In a street in the west of the city, several bailiffs dressed in black were holding torches and using knives and sticks to break open the door of a house. There were cries of pleading in front and behind the door. A few women collapsed on the ground. Some kowtowed, some cursed, and some even threw themselves at the bailiffs who broke open the door.
Behind the bailiffs, Wang Kunpeng, also dressed in black, shouted angrily, "Resisting law enforcement is an additional crime. Beat them." Today, when he had just taken power, Zhou Qingfeng had taught him one thing: to establish power, one must have a murderous aura. The matter at hand could not leave any future trouble, and one must not be soft-hearted.
When he held his confession document, Wang Kunpeng was both excited and nervous. Who would have thought of impersonating an official? But Zhou Qingfeng did it. Once he boarded Zhou Qingfeng's pirate ship, he could never get off again. Right now, he could only go down the dark path. When it came to the question of whether he or someone else would die, of course it would be someone else.
When he first heard Zhou Qingfeng's plan, Wang Kunpeng was actually frightened, thinking that he was going to be tricked by this kid again. But when he put on the black clothes and got the official documents, he became very awe-inspiring. From a commoner to a bailiff, the pleasure of holding power made him forget all his fears.
Fushun had tens of thousands of people, and the city was divided into more than ten districts. Han Gui was one of the constables in the city, responsible for the security of the dozen or so streets in the west of the city. The bailiffs under his command were all chosen from these streets. Now that the imposter Han Gui had turned around to deal with his direct subordinates, although others were surprised, they would not rashly ask about it.
Zhou Qingfeng's current actions were like cancer cells, and as soon as he took action, he broke through the security system of Fushun's bureaucracy responsible for arresting people. When Wang Kunpeng led people to confiscate the property of the former bailiffs, no one restricted Zhou Qingfeng's activities and development in the west of the city.
The new bailiffs were all Zhou Qingfeng's people. These unfamiliar faces had followed Zhou Qingfeng through trials and tribulations, so they could be considered loyal. He was extremely ruthless when dealing with outsiders. When Wang Kunpeng gave the order, they raised their sticks and smashed them on the heads of the crying women.
Those women were the family members of the former yamen runners. They were usually awe-inspiring, but today, disaster fell from the sky. After a few strokes of the rod, the cries disappeared, and the scene became quiet.
Outside of the torches, there were many neighbors watching from the street, even the owner of the street was there. Seeing the new bailiff knock someone unconscious and beat him to death as soon as he made a move, they were all frightened into silence.
"Go in and search." Wang Kunpeng was a native of Fushun, so he was most enthusiastic about this purge. He himself was just a thin and weak scholar. Two days ago, he almost froze to death in a deserted village outside the city. But in just one day, he had transformed into Zhou Qingfeng's fiercest lackey. When he saw his subordinates break down the door, he couldn't help but feel excited. In his heart, he shouted, "This feeling of power is really good."
Zhou Qingfeng's subordinates were originally slaves, so they weren't familiar with the work of the yamen runners. They were good at fighting and killing, but confiscating property was a bit like smashing things up. Wang Kunpeng stepped into the broken house and began to check the property's finances. This was his third time confiscating property today. Every time he broke down the door, he was excited and didn't feel tired at all.
On the other side of the street, the same thing was happening. However, the leader was changed to Cai Zhiwei. According to Zhou Qingfeng's orders, in order to avoid trouble, he had to completely replace the original people around Han Gui within a day. He also had to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots to prevent any possibility of trouble.
Compared to Wang Kunpeng's ruthlessness, Cai Zhiwei's actions were slightly gentler. He was from Shenyang, unlike Wang Kunpeng who hated the yamen runners of Fu Shun to the bone. When he arrived in Fu Shun, he asked for his resignation from Zhou Qingfeng and wanted to go home. Zhou Qingfeng persuaded him to stay for a few more days, but in the end, he also boarded the pirate ship and became the person in charge of confiscating property.
"Sigh, how pitiful." Cai Zhiwei looked at a woman lying on the ground and sighed. The woman looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old and was a young wife who had just married. Now that her husband had been punished, she had also been driven out of the house and had no home to return to. "This young lady is so lovely. She must have suffered an undeserved calamity."
The woman lying on the ground was holding a baby. It looked like she was still breast-feeding, and her chest was full. She was also quite pretty, and her pretty face was like a pear blossom in the rain, which made her look even more pitiful. Cai Zhiwei didn't care about the confiscation of property. Instead, he walked around the woman. The street was full of people, and they were all looking at him. He wanted to help her, but he was too embarrassed to reach out, and he didn't want to.
The woman on the ground kept crying, especially when Cai Zhiwei approached. She was so scared that she hugged her baby tightly. She could only see a pair of feet pacing back and forth beside her. She lowered her head and shivered. She was panicking, as if she was in a prison.
An auntie in the surrounding crowd couldn't stand it anymore and shouted at the young wife on the ground, "Wife of the Li family, why are you still in a daze? Your man is already finished. Why don't you quickly hug another thigh? "
The young wife on the ground was still in a daze. After a few seconds, she suddenly came to her senses and raised her head to look at Cai Zhiwei beside her. Cai Zhiwei was looking down at the young wife. After making eye contact with her, he waved his hand and said, "I didn't mean that, that's not what I meant. Don't misunderstand. Your man is corrupt and deserves to be punished, but I won't bully a weak woman. "
The young wife looked as if she had seen a life-saving straw. She rushed over with one hand holding the baby and the other hand hugging Cai Zhiwei's thigh, crying, "Sir, please have pity on me."
"Aiyo, don't be like this. I'm an official of the imperial court now. How can I take advantage of others when they are in a precarious situation? "Cai Zhiwei was still waving his hand and was about to leave.
However, the young wife hugged Cai Zhiwei's thigh tightly and begged, "Sir, please give me a way out. I'll do anything to repay you."
The young wife's bulging chest pressed tightly against Cai Zhiwei's thigh. Painter Cai suddenly felt half of his body was devoid of strength. He risked his life to go to Hetuala for ten taels of silver a month. It could be imagined that he didn't have a good life in the past.
Today, there was actually a pretty and delicate young lady begging him. Cai Zhiwei exclaimed twice, and his bones felt lighter by a few taels. He reached out to help the young wife up and shouted, "Aiya, look at what you're saying. This isn't a big deal. Since you asked, I'll naturally go to Officer Zhou for you. Uh, no … I mean, I'll go to Constable Han for you. I'm a soft-hearted person. "
The young wife was helped up. She felt the hand of the man in front of her go around her waist. Although she was married to a tyrannical yamen runner, she was a woman from a good family. When had she ever been subjected to this kind of castration? All of a sudden, she felt sorry for herself. Her tears kept falling.
Painter Cai was a person full of artistic aura. At this moment, he shouted wildly in his heart, "Damn it. Luckily I didn't go back to Shenyang. Luckily I stayed. If such a beautiful young woman was seen by that boorish Wang Kunpeng, wouldn't it be a waste? " He hugged the young wife's waist and comforted her with a few words, "Don't be afraid." When he raised his head and looked at the surrounding neighbors, he immediately roared.
"What are you looking at? I'm saving a woman who has lost her footing. Do you have the heart to watch this woman wander the streets and freeze to death? Do you have any conscience? Disperse, disperse! "
Painter Cai was pretentious and didn't accept Han Guifa's confession letter. He only wanted to go back to Shenyang. Now that he saw the surrounding neighbors looking at him with disdain, he shouted angrily, "What … You still dare to watch? This official will go and get the confession papers. That person is also an official of the official family. Let's see if you still dare to glare at me. Disperse, disperse quickly. "
The crowd gradually dispersed, but everyone was discussing behind their backs. Everyone agreed on one thing — there really wasn't a good person in this yamen. The new group of yamen runners were also the same. Breaking into houses, seizing women, running amok, there was no difference.
Someone sighed, "Mrs. Li is a vixen who brings misfortune to her husband. The original man is finished, but in the blink of an eye, she hooked up with another. As expected, people will like you if you're good-looking. "
On the other side, Cai Zhiwei was happy. He wasn't young anymore and had never married. Today, he got a beautiful woman for no reason. It was like a pie falling from the sky. Although he had a child, he didn't care. He just took it as taking a concubine. As the saying goes, "take a concubine and take a pretty face." As long as she was beautiful, it was fine.
Wang Kunpeng and Cai Zhiwei were making a big scene. Old Man Sun also brought some people to search houses. The old man didn't like to make a fuss. He was quiet even when searching houses. However, there were a few corpses hanging on the door of the searched house. It was really scary. There were even a few words written in blood on the door. The surrounding neighbors hid behind the doors and windows and peeked their heads out. The scene was very strange.
The old man brought people over. When he saw the corpses and the words, he only smiled. "They actually committed suicide themselves. That saves me the trouble. Where's Li Zheng on this street? "
Li Zheng, who was on the street, was already standing behind the old man. He took two steps forward to greet the old man. The old man glanced at him and said, "Get someone to throw the corpses into the 'Leaky Garden' to bury them. Tear off the words' Injustice 'on the door. Who are you trying to show with these depressing things? "
The 'Leaky Garden' was a government organization that buried unclaimed corpses. Throwing the corpses there would put an end to everything. However, Li Zheng shook his head. "This family of four were usually good citizens. Today, the entire family hung themselves. I'm afraid there's a big secret. I think it's better to report this to the yamen and ask the House of Thousand Households to send someone to investigate the grievances. It's also good to return justice to the world and let the dead rest in peace. "
He probably felt that Old Man Sun was new here and wanted to be forceful. However, the old man had mingled with the Jurchen barbarians for over thirty years. He had his own reasons for being close to Zhou Qingfeng. But now that he had returned to Daming, he revealed his true methods.
When he turned to look at Li Zheng, the old man sneered. "Looks like you're the one who caused this depressing matter."
"Old man, you're wrong." Li Zheng raised his head and said in a neutral tone, "Do you think that Han Gui can cover the sky with one hand? Old man, you'll suffer retribution for helping the wicked. In this world of Daming, there's still a place that's reasonable. "
"A mere Li Zheng dares to stir up trouble. If I let you live today, who knows how many people will pounce on me tomorrow." The old man only laughed contemptuously. "How hard is it to cover the sky with one hand? It's just killing a few more people. The dead won't seek justice anyway. I don't know anything else, but killing is easy. "
With just a glance, the two yamen runners behind the old man quickly stepped forward. One covered his mouth, the other pulled out a knife and stabbed. With the two of them working together, they immediately took down the Li Zheng on the street. Li Zheng's eyes were wide open before he died. He never thought that he would meet a living King of Hell. Even the original Han Gui wouldn't be so cruel. Even if he wanted to commit crimes, he had to pay attention to the means.
Under the light of the torches, Li Zheng's body fell to the ground. Although the doors and windows of the houses around the street were closed, a few gasps could be heard. Old Man Sun didn't take it seriously. He only ordered the yamen runner beside him, "Go knock on the door of the house opposite and ask where this Li Zheng lives. Find some people to help us. We'll have to raid another house tonight. Since we're establishing our power, we must do it to the end! "
The newly appointed yamen runner obeyed and knocked on the door. After a long time, he saw a few residents kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. Old Man Sun, on the other hand, put on a kind expression and comforted them gently, "Old folks, don't worry. Although we're new, we're reasonable people. We'll only kill the talkative ones, not the obedient ones. If you help, we'll give you money as compensation. "
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