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Chapter 1217

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Ding Ning had been humiliated in front of everyone. Looking at the wolf guards who wanted to laugh but did not dare to, he rubbed his nose resentfully and did not want to argue with her in public.

However, he felt an itch in his heart. If there were not so many people present, he would have pressed her down on the spot and given her a good spanking.

"It's my bad mouth. I deserve to die. I shouldn't have spouted shit and offended the commander. I deserve to die, I deserve to die."

This Yuan Da was also a ruthless person. How could he pay attention to Ding Ning's humiliation? He knew that today's matter could not be resolved peacefully. His only way out was to obtain Ding Ning's forgiveness.

As a result, after admitting his mistake, he began to slap himself. He was really heavy-handed this time. After a few slaps, the corners of his mouth were covered in blood. Even a few of his teeth had been knocked out. It was painful just looking at it.

"Shopkeeper Lü, can I borrow a place to use?"

Ding Ning ignored him and said calmly to Lü Qifeng instead.

Lü Qifeng's heart trembled. He knew that Ding Ning wanted to interrogate Yuan Da. He wanted to refuse, but under Ding Ning's gaze that seemed to be able to see through everything, he did not dare to say no. He groaned inwardly, but put on a flattering smile on his face. "Commander, please come with me."

"En, then I'll have to trouble Shopkeeper Lü."

Ding Ning's tone was very polite. He strode behind Lü Qifeng with his head held high, making him feel a chill run down his spine. For a moment, his mind was in a mess. He wanted to hint to Yuan Da not to speak carelessly, but under the eyes of the wolf guards, he did not dare to do anything.

Behind him, there were already wolf guards carrying the blood-covered Yuan Da with a murderous aura.

Not long after, Lü Qifeng led Ding Ning to an empty accounting room in the backyard with a humble expression. After ordering people to prepare tea, he did not dare to look at Yuan Da's pleading gaze and retreated backwards with a bow.

"Little Six, quickly go inform the boss."

After leaving the room, the flattering smile on Lü Qifeng's face disappeared and became incomparably gloomy. He hurried through the courtyard and arrived at the entrance of the shop. He beckoned over a rather quick-witted shop assistant and ordered in a low voice.

"Shopkeeper, what about young master Yuan?"

Xiao Liu was obviously Head Shopkeeper Lu's trusted aide. He subconsciously glanced at the accountant and asked in a low voice, his face full of worry.

Lü Qifeng frowned and thought for a moment before waving his hand and sighing faintly. "Send someone to notify them."

"Alright, I'll go right away."

Little Six also knew that the situation was urgent, so he turned around and left.

"Wait."

Lü Qifeng seemed to have thought of something. He hurriedly called out to Little Six and whispered something into his ear.

Little Six nodded with a solemn expression and walked out quickly without saying a word.

In the accountant's room, Ding Ning stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He laughed softly and said, "You finished singing and I came on stage. It is getting more and more interesting."

Lang Yuansu stood by his side and glanced at Yuan Da, who was surrounded by the Wolf Guards and squatting in the corner with his hands on his head. He asked, "Marshal, are we not going to interrogate him?"

"What's the point of interrogating them?"

Ding Ning said indifferently.

Lang Yuan was slightly startled, but immediately reacted.

That's right, the slave trade was an extremely profitable business in the Demon Race. Even for some poor families, selling their children was a way to survive. Even though the Marshal had tried his best to ban the slave trade, the Myriad Demon Imperial Court was worried that it would affect the interests of too many people and affect the current stable situation. Thus, they had always been ambiguous and took measures to delay, not forming a law.

The trade of underage girls was also part of the slave trade. So even if they found out that Yuan Xiu had defiled an underage girl, not to mention that there was no evidence, even if there was evidence, they would not be able to convict him. At most, their reputation would be tarnished.

It was just sweeping the floor.

Thinking of this, Lang Yuan could not help but feel somewhat dejected. He did not understand why the Marshal had made such a big commotion even though he knew that he could not do anything to Yuan Xiu.

The leopard girl stood obediently by Ding Ning's side like a maid. Occasionally, she would glance at him curiously, as if wondering why this young Marshal had looked at her with burning eyes just now, but now turned a blind eye to her.

"Some ideas and habits have long been formed. They are deeply ingrained and difficult to change. It is easy to deal with Yuan Xiu, but it does not solve the root of the problem. If we kill Yuan Xiu, there will be more Li Xius, Zhang Xius, and Chen Xius. There is a limit to one's strength. What should we do if we can't touch them?"

As if sensing Lang Yuan's dejected mood, Ding Ning said meaningfully.

"This … If we see one, we'll kill one!"

Lang Yuan hesitated for a moment and felt that there was no good way. He could only scratch his head and say.

"Haha! The Myriad Demon Territory is so big. We might not even be able to find out what happens right under our noses, let alone the nine outer territories. "

Ding Ning shook his head and laughed.

"But … But we can't just watch them run amok and do nothing."

Lang Yuan said unwillingly.

"That's why we need to legislate."

Ding Ning's eyes shone with a wise light as he said frankly with assurance, "A country … Uh, I mean the imperial court. If the imperial court is governed like a country, then if this country wants to prosper, the first prerequisite is to establish a set of effective and standardized order that can protect the interests of the majority. The operation of this order requires a strong force to ensure that those who do good will be rewarded and those who do evil will be punished."

Regardless of Lang Yuan's bewildered expression, Ding Ning said straightforwardly, "Over time, every citizen of this country will form a code of conduct to restrain themselves. They will know what they can do and what they can't do. This is the meaning of legislation." Lang Yuan's face was filled with confusion.

"Then why is the imperial court unwilling to agree to the Marshal's legislation to abolish the slave trade?"

Lang Yuan did not quite understand, but he still asked humbly.

"To a certain extent, legislation to a large extent reflects the will of the ruler. After all, the ruler is not a god. They have their own selfish motives. The imperial court has always been perfunctory and unwilling to pass the legislation to abolish the slave trade because they are worried that this legislation will affect the interests of too many people. It is very likely that it will cause unrest and affect the foundation of the imperial court. This is where their most fundamental interest lies. Naturally, they will not sacrifice their own interests for the interests of the majority."

Ding Ning sighed faintly with a melancholic look in his eyes.

Due to his appearance and the vigorous implementation of the new policies, the social system of the Myriad Demon Territory took a huge leap forward. On the surface, it seemed to be very successful, but he was very clear that there were many drawbacks. Some of the sequelae had not erupted yet. Once they fully erupted, it was not impossible for the civilization to regress.

After all, he was not a capable minister. He was also extremely lacking in ideas and knowledge about governing a country. Many of his beautiful ideas were only at the level of idealism and could not be perfectly realized.

Moreover, the cultural customs, living habits, moral ethics, and even the three views of the human race and the demon race were fundamentally different. If he mechanically copied the development model of the human civilization onto the demon race, it would only backfire.

Of course, if he was given enough time and sufficient authority, with his modern knowledge that far surpassed the demon race, he would be able to reform and create an ideal country while pondering.

But the problem was that he didn't have much time left in this world, and he didn't have any desire or desire for power. The reason why he was willing to do so much was not because of how great his feelings were, but because of the kindness at the bottom of his heart.

He wanted to change the poor and backward situation of the demon race so that more poor people would not have to sell their children and would be able to eat their fill. This way, even if he left this world, he would feel at ease.

It was just that he thought things were too simple. With the implementation of the new policies, the Demon Clan exposed more and more social abuses and bad habits, which were far beyond his imagination, making him feel a strong sense of powerlessness.

The current demon race had become a nondescript abnormal product due to his reckless participation. The new policies implemented a feudal society and a modern social system, but in fact, most of them were still at the stage of primitive society and slave society.

Was this considered taking too big a step and dragging the egg?

Ding Ning laughed bitterly and mocked himself in his heart.

His original intention was good, but he neglected that the development of every social civilization was bound to have a gradual process. Correspondingly, a large number of large groups representing the interests of the privileged class would be born.

Every specific historical period had its own distinct characteristics and development foundation. The social system of modern civilization was built on the foundation of the industrial revolution. Carrying out modern civilization in the poor demon race was like rootless duckweed. There was no possibility of success at all.

The establishment of the Ten Thousand Demon Imperial Court was a prominent symbol of the historical transition period from a slave society to a feudal society. It represented that the centralized monarchy had officially stepped onto the stage of history. This step was already pulling up seedlings to help them grow. However, he still advocated for equality for everyone, implemented the laws and regulations of modern civilization, and tried in vain to use modern management concepts to achieve a historical leap. If this was not nonsense, then what was?

After pondering over the painful experience, Ding Ning realized that he had committed an extremely serious mistake. That was why he did not forcefully request the imperial court to insist on the abolition of the slave trade law to interfere with the normal process of history. Instead, he placed the focus of development on farming, fishing, and hunting. This was in line with the current development trend of the demon race society.

Although he knew that the slave trade was an inevitable product of the development of history, as a modern person, he still could not accept this kind of behavior that treated people as goods or livestock. That was why he was so angry and impulsive before.

This was also why he captured Yuan Da but did not interrogate him at all.

In reality, it was not important whether he interrogated Yuan Da or not. In this special historical period, it was a time when privilege was above the law. He was very fortunate to be a member of the privileged class, and one of the most privileged class.

Since he had to act within the rules, and the laws were made and implemented by Ding Ning, he could only act within the rules of the game.

Wasn't it just bullying others with his power? With his status as the Great Marshal of the Armed Forces that even the emperor and the eight king lords had to show some respect to, he could just bully others with his power.

Lang Yuan did not understand what he was saying, and did not need to understand. With his understanding of the Great Marshal, the Great Marshal would definitely not ignore those pitiful underage girls. That was enough.

After thinking this through, Lang Yuan immediately perked up. His expression was calm and solemn as he quietly watched the next development of the situation.

The owner of Nian Nu Jiao came very quickly. After all, this matter concerned the life and death of Head Shopkeeper Lu. Although the owner was very angry that Head Shopkeeper Lu had taken the initiative and accepted the order behind her back, things had already developed to this point. It was no longer Head Shopkeeper Lu who could bear this responsibility alone. Thus, no matter how unwilling she was, she had to personally deal with this matter.

"It's you?"

Ding Ning looked at the person who had come and was stunned. To be honest, the identity of the owner had really shocked him.

"Brother-in-law, I have come to apologize to you."

Bai Lian 'er's attitude was very proper. She had a bashful smile on her face, and like a primary school student who had made a mistake, she lowered her head and put on an attitude of allowing him to punish her.

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