Traveling through the barren years, I have a system and am not afraid of anything

Master Ba led a group of reluctant old ladies directly out of the city gate.

"No, something happened!"

Just as he was about to reach the parking place, Master Ba noticed that something had happened.

A group of handlebars stood together and pointed. Not far away, the Tian family was confronting a group of people. The three bison behind them were about to lose control.

"Stop! What are you going to do?"

Ba Ye hugged Tian Tian and rushed over.

"Hiss~ This old man runs so fast that he can compete with a dog!"

"You are the dog, and your whole family is the dog!"

The old lady who was following behind scolded the onlookers and ran away. They almost got into a fight and would definitely stop them from scolding.

"What are you going to do?"

There were several old men in Tian Quan who were protected by Da Zhuang and the others. Da Zhuang had already raised the stick in his hand and was about to take action.

"Master Ba! They are soup pot heads!"

"It's okay if you didn't pay back my cow last time. Now you're thinking about my cow again. I'll fight with you!"

Tian Quanyou stared at the soup pot head with red eyes, and his heart was filled with hatred.

"You still have a knife? What are you going to do?"

Tian Tian's sharp eyes saw the flash of the knife, and his little face collapsed.

"What are you doing? Where did your cattle come from? Why aren't they registered with us?"

"We can take the cattle without records and deal with them directly. Get out of the way! Otherwise, we will all put you in jail!"

These guys came here for the bison, and the one who reported the news was the old man watching the scene.

"Our cattle master knows it, and the county magistrate also knows it. This is a bison, and there is no need to register it!"

Master Ba did not expect that after decades of being a beggar, Qi would become like this, and he suddenly felt anxious.

"Bah! Are you just a bunch of idiots claiming to know the county magistrate? If you knew the county magistrate, I would be the emperor!"

Tang Guotou, a low-level official with no rank, has great power. He will harm other people's livestock just because they don't like them, causing everyone to follow them.

Following along will develop their lawless character.

"Zhuang Zhuang, these guys are going to rebel, fight!"

He already said that he was the emperor, so why should he be polite?

The big and strong dog-beating stick immediately greeted him. The old village chief had been blocking him just now, almost suffocating him to death.

"What a good guy, he's still a practicing master!"

"We are not afraid of Lian Jiazi, we are from the Yamen, and anyone who beats the Yamen will be put in jail!"

The soup pot head is not a strong opponent, and even if he was beaten to the ground, he would not let Tian Tian and the others leave.

"Where is that dead old man? He ran away again?"

The old man watching the car ran away again when he saw the momentum was wrong, probably to greet someone.

"I'm not leaving yet! I want to see how the county magistrate solves the problem!"

The eighth master's temper also rose. The last time he asked the county magistrate, he didn't expect that not only was it ineffective, but these people even dared to steal it openly.

"Yes, I'm not leaving!"

This era is really too dark, so dark that even Tian Tian can't stand it.

"They were the ones who not only raised private cattle, but also injured the soup pot heads. All five soup pot heads and their men were beaten!"

The old man was panting as he ran, followed by five or six government officials.

"Ouch! Isn't this the eighth master of Tianjiacun? What's going on?"

The government officials' eyes lit up again when they saw Da Zhuang. They tried to trick Da Zhuang into working as an errand in the county government, but Da Zhuang ignored them at all.

"What's going on? This soup pot head belongs to your county government, right? Why are our cattle not registered? Master knows very well. I will stay here and wait today. If the county magistrate doesn't give me a satisfactory answer, I will file a lawsuit. Where is King Wu!"

Qi State has clear laws and regulations that all cattle must be registered, firstly to facilitate statistics, and secondly to facilitate management.

The so-called soup pot head is just an official position created by the local government and is not recognized by the superiors at all.

"Master Ba, don't be angry, we'll go ask the county magistrate right away!"

The county magistrate once told the government officials that the eighth master should not be messed with, so they did not dare to disobey the eighth master.

"what happened?"

The few soup pot heads lying on the ground pretending to be dead opened their eyes subconsciously.

"What's going on? Did Master come to you to ask you to restrain yourself? It's good for you, you've learned to work harder, just wait for Master's punishment!"

The yamen servant's words frightened Tang Guotou and begged for mercy again and again. No matter how stupid they were, they knew that this time they were kicking down the iron plate.

The county magistrate was having a deep affection with his concubine in the back office, and after finally resting for a while, he also wanted to relax.

"Sir, Zhang San reported that the ancestor was furious outside the city, and said that if you don't go, you will find King Wu!"

The master rushed into the inner room without even knocking on the door, and almost scared the county magistrate to death.

"Old Wu! Go and wait outside!"

Not caring about comforting the frightened concubine, the county magistrate threw on some clothes and ran out.

"Didn't I ask you to handle the soup pot head matter? How could it still cause trouble?"

The county magistrate rubbed his eyebrows vigorously.

"I've already knocked it once, who knew these things don't have eyesight!"

These soup pot heads in Lingshui County are all relatives of rich families. Anyway, they all spent real money to get this position.

"This is not easy to handle!"

Although the county magistrate is good and loves the people like his own son, how can there be a clean county magistrate in the world?

It’s hard to deal with people’s money after collecting it!

"Sir, isn't the eighth master of Tianjiacun just an ordinary old man? There is no need for him to offend several big families because of him. Why not just make symbolic plans in the past!"

"What bad idea did you come up with? The master has his own decision to make!"

The master kicked the government servant off the carriage.

"master?"

The master is partial to Ba Ye in his heart. Although they have not known each other for a long time, he also regards Ba Ye as his confidant.

"..."

The county magistrate didn't say a word. Zhao Junxian was a great god and could not be offended. The rich men in the county were all brats and very difficult to deal with.

When the county magistrate arrived, Tang Guotou had already been beaten again.

Tang Guotou saw that the momentum was not right and wanted to run away. Tian Tian directly let Da Zhuang give him another fat beating, and the Yamen servant couldn't stop him.

"Master, is the county magistrate here?"

Master Ba’s face remained calm.

"Come on, come on!"

The master jumped out of the carriage and ran to the eighth master. The county master could only lift the curtain and get out of the car with resentment.

"Are you okay? Are you all okay?"

When the master saw that the young and old in Tianjia Village were not injured, he felt half at ease.

"Master, help me! These thugs are raising private cattle and hurting people!"

Tangguo Tou planned that the bad guys would complain first. Since they had already been kicked onto the iron plate, it would be better to just say that the iron plate hit them.

"Help? Are you not dead yet? What did I say last time? Did I tell you that there are bison in Tianjia Village and there is no need to take any measures? Did you say that you are not allowed to abuse your power to oppress the people in the future!"

The master went up and kicked the soup pot head so hard that he doubted his life.