The best county magistrate

The left and right Yiwei handed over the captured people to the Nancheng government office and left Zuiyue Tower.

Several ministers and temple officials present surrounded Yang Xuanchen and Jiang Li.

"Tell me, how do you want me and the adults to cooperate?" Wei Ting, the oldest minister of Dali Temple, spoke first.

Jiang Li had never experienced such treatment in his life. He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and kept glancing towards Yang Xuanchen.

"Xiao Jiang, I have watched you grow up, win the imperial examination, and step into the position of governor. What's wrong? I just want to say something."

Wei Ting seemed a little angry, and his words were full of yin and yang.

Ai Yuan, the Minister of Punishment on the side, echoed: "It's getting late, and we are all old bones. If we need our cooperation, how about we talk about it tomorrow?"

"Prince Jing has already told us that we will definitely cooperate. It's not a big deal if we all just stand here. Why don't we leave." Kong Lingchen, the imperial censor, suggested.

Several big bosses said this when they saw the respected ministers and ministers, and they all clamored to go back home.

Jiang Li lowered his head and frowned, thinking about the pros and cons, but Yang Xuanchen next to him was angered by their words and actions.

By now, he had figured out who invited this troupe and who they were performing for.

If it were just a simple sideshow coupled with power and sex trading, it would be a trivial matter.

But this troupe has touched Yang Xuanchen's bottom line!

Not only did they treat the children as giant monkeys, they also stuck the monkeys' fur on the children's bodies. The most cruel thing was that half of the children's tongues were cut off.

Having lost their rights as human beings and living worse than animals, this troupe is simply crazy.

"Master Wei, instead of embarrassing Master Jiang, why don't the adults take a look at the child next to me."

Yang Zhen, who stayed behind to protect Yang Xuanchen, at his signal, slowly peeled off the monkey fur stuck to the child's flesh, revealing the horrific wound.

"Hiss!" The onlookers couldn't help but gasped.

"Look at his mouth again. There is still pus in some places, and half of his tongue has been cut off!"

Speaking of this, Yang Xuanchen raised his voice a little higher.

"The monkey show just now was performed by this child. Our happiness is based on a child who was bullied!"

"You can honestly say, should such a troupe exist? Should it be banned? Should it be killed?"

The last four words were shouted hysterically, and the anger from the heart instantly infected all the diners around him.

The eyes of the people in Zuiyue Tower were red, and they were shouting with all their strength while raising their hands.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"They deserve to be killed!"

Yang Xuanchen raised his hands to stop everyone's shouting. He shouted again: "My lords, you have also seen the beauty in the bottle. Do you know what she is?"

He waved his hand, and Yang Zhen immediately carried the vase to an Eight Immortals table.

"The thing in this vase is neither a demon nor a fairy. She is a living person! She is a human being!"

"She can't speak either, no! She can't speak. She is even more pitiful than that child. She doesn't even have limbs."

At this time, he pointed at the leader of the troupe and shouted: "You will do whatever it takes to get money! You are so unconscionable!"

"Cut off a living girl's hands and feet and keep her in a vase, calling her the beautiful girl in a vase over and over again!"

"You think you're the only one who knows your tricks?"

After Yang Xuanchen finished speaking, he felt a little exhausted and found a chair to sit on.

He was breathing heavily, and his sharp eyes swept over the officials in front of him one by one.

These high-ranking officials felt uncomfortable being stared at, and each of them lowered their heads and wondered what they were thinking.

After resting for a while, Yang Xuanchen stood up again and bowed deeply to Jiang Li.

"Master Jiang, I, Yang Xuanchen, have never worked as a clerk in the Ministry of Punishment, and no one from Dali Temple can judge cases, but I am a person of flesh and blood and emotions!"

"I can't bear to see our children and our women being bullied!"

"Please ask Mr. Jiang to plead for their lives, give them justice, and give Dayan a bright future!"

At this time, the red eyes of the diners in Zuiyue Tower were covered with mist, and almost everyone bowed to Jiang Li.

"Please, sir, pray for their lives!"

"Please, sir, give them justice!"

"Please, sir, bring peace to Dayan!"

Jiang Li's eyes sharpened, his face was solemn, he straightened his official uniform and gently helped Yang Xuanchen up.

The moment Jiang Li raised his head, his aura changed significantly from before.

He was moved by Yang Xuanchen's true feelings, and he seemed to be ten or twenty years younger in an instant, as if he had returned to the age when he only served the country and the people as an official.

"I, Jiang Li, hereby swear that if this case is not investigated, I will resign and start farming!"

As soon as his words came out, the atmosphere in Zuiyue Tower was instantly pushed to a climax.

Everyone shouted loudly, "Master Yang is so righteous, Master Jiang is so righteous!"

In the midst of a loud wave, Jiang Li walked up to the big bosses and bowed politely.

The cold eyes are no longer afraid of these ministers and temple officials.

"Master Wei, Master Kong, Master Ai... I would like to ask all of you to go to Nanya to analyze the case. After the court tomorrow morning, the three courts will interrogate!"

He didn't care whether these big guys agreed or not, and said calmly to the two Xie brothers, "Xie Tianjie and Xie Tianhua, you two are the most suspect."

"Come here, take me to the prison cell first!"

"Six doors under one roof!"

"The humble Shin Bo-in is here!"

Jiang Li said in a bone-cold tone: "I order you to take this group of Southern Barbarian troupes into custody immediately. Anyone who dares to resist will be punished on the spot!"

"Yes!"

As the scene in Zuiyue Tower came to an end tonight, Yang Xuanchen's reputation completely spread among the people in Shangjing City.

People have sung that he angrily denounced the prince, treated the officials of the three provinces coldly, and safeguarded the dignity of the disadvantaged groups without being arrogant or humble.

The sonorous and powerful words were like thunder in the night sky, shaking everyone's hearts.

Yang Xuanchen is not only a talented writer, but also a good official who is not afraid of powerful people and dares to speak out.

It's still snowing at the second watch tonight, the lamp is still on in the imperial study, and Emperor Jianwen is still correcting memorials.

"Xiao Wuzi, how long has our Lord Xiao Yang been standing outside the door?"

Wu Dahai glanced at the black shadow outside the window, with a little worry on his face, "It's almost half an hour before I get back to Your Majesty."

Emperor Jianwen closed the memorial he had just approved and rubbed his sore eyes, "Xuan him to come in, and give him a pot of hot tea by the way."

After Yang Xuanchen trembled and walked into the imperial study, he saw Emperor Jianwen sitting behind the case with a cold face, and his heart trembled.

"Your Majesty, Yang Xuanchen, bows to your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

With a snap, Emperor Jianwen slapped the desk hard and said, "You Yang Xuanchen, you are so courageous!"

"The reason why I asked you to do Shao Zhan's work is to teach my prince the truth and solve his doubts!"

"It would be better for you to beat him up indiscriminately first, and then take him to Jiaofangsi's Fireworks Alley..."

"Even if you have a meal, you can invite all my left and right guards to fight!"

Having said this, he took a deep breath, and the hand pointing at Yang Xuanchen started to tremble, "You are really pissing me off."

At this moment, Yang Xuanchen was in a state of confusion. He glanced at Emperor Jianwen secretly, trying to figure out how to deal with him through deception.

Unexpectedly, there was another snap, and some of the memorials on the table were knocked down by this sound.

"Have you ever taken me seriously?"

Yang Xuanchen was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, "Yes, yes, I have not only put His Majesty in my eyes, but also in my heart..."

He said a lot of flattery, but today he flattered Ma on the leg. Instead of flattering him, he was scolded.

When Emperor Jianwen was so angry that he wanted to beat someone, he didn't expect that the eldest prince Zhao Yanli was outside the door asking to see him.

He took a few sips of tea and said, "Let Yanli come in, I want to see what this kid wants to say!"