"It turned out to be Meng Qianhu. If I had told you earlier, the flood really hit the Dragon King Temple, and there was almost a misunderstanding!"

Hearing that the young Tiqi showed familiarity and softened his attitude, the mangy man breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that he would bump into a dumb guy who didn't understand anything and make this trivial matter a big deal.

That would be a failure!

After all, Lin Lu's former backer was none other than Meng Qianhu.

Before his bones were cold, his subordinates immediately planned to kill his father and seize the butcher shop, fields and other family property.

If word spreads, the reputation will not be good.

Even the most despicable scoundrels in the outer city would care about a little bit of affection and would not be so bad in appearance.

That Mr. Meng has already swallowed people without spitting out their bones, and has done everything possible.

So cruel and ruthless!

No wonder he could go from being a handyman in a martial arts hall to becoming the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuai of the Jin Dao Yan Mansion, and finally secure his position as a thousand households in Beiya.

The leperhead sighed in his heart.

"Brother, since you have received Meng Qianhu's orders, do you think there is anything I can do to help you?"

Ji Yuan's smile did not diminish and he asked enthusiastically.

"Why do you need to take action, sir? If this thief hadn't blocked the way, we would have rushed into the house and made him miserable!"

The leper's head was called "brother" by Tiqi from Beiya. His bones seemed to have become lighter by two ounces, and he smiled and said:

"This thief is so skinny that he is begging for food with a broken bowl. I'm worried that if he pushes hard, he will die and he will be sued for his life for nothing. It's not worth it!"

Ji Yuan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect this rogue to know the laws and regulations of Da Jing.

Anyone who knows manslaughter will be caught and imprisoned.

It can be as light as three hundred sticks, or as serious as life.

"In my opinion, this Lin Mansion has been overthrown and scattered, and there is no one to look after the house or courtyard. Brother, why do you have to worry so much?

If it were me, rushing into the door with a knife, and smashing things whenever I see them... Women are timid, and I scared her half to death, so naturally I wouldn't have the confidence to resist.

Don't worry about making a big fuss. Anyway, Bei Ya will support you, so what are you afraid of?

I'll be a doorkeeper and stand outside to see who dares to meddle in other people's business!"

Ji Yuan made suggestions with good intentions.

It seems like I really want to share some of the credit.

"What the officer said makes sense! Don't worry, the matter will be done. After we return,

I will definitely stand in front of Meng Qianhu and say a few nice words!"

The man was full of energy and straightened his back.

He ignored the old monk sitting at the foot of the steps blocking the way, took out the sharp knife from his waist, and showed a ferocious look on his face.

"Lin Bai's family has a big business, dozens of shops, and hundreds of acres of land. Such a wealthy family is unwilling to repay the gambling debts it owes? How unreasonable!

Now that all the members of Lin’s family are gone, Father Lin is also dead in prison, and Mrs. Lin is guarding such a huge family property, and she doesn’t know which wild man can take advantage of her!”

These words are like a basin of sewage. No matter whether the person is clean or not, as long as he splashes it, he will inevitably get some dirt.

The other gangsters started making noises and blurted out all kinds of obscene words.

"Shameless! Shameless! Shameless..."

No matter how much Madam Lin eats food and chants Buddha's name, she is still a woman.

Suffering this insult, his eyes turned red and tears flowed down his face.

I wish I could die to prove my innocence!

She originally hoped that the young Tiqi with the stern eyebrows would be able to uphold justice.

But he didn't expect that the other party was also a bastard who was colluding with these gangsters!

"Come in and see if there is any wild man of unknown origin hidden inside! Catch the adulterer!"

When the fire was almost done, the maniac shouted at the top of his lungs and started to walk inside.

"Donor, if you step into this door today, I'm afraid there will be bloodshed and prison."

The old monk, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and holding a broken alms bowl, recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Damn this disaster to your mother! You thief and bald donkey, I will deal with you after I finish my errands!"

The maniac snorted, took a few steps up the steps with a sharp knife in his hand, and opened the door like a mad cow.

"You...can't do this!"

Mrs. Lin was furious and her head was dizzy.

Unable to stop the swarm of rogues, he staggered and almost fell down.

Seeing how lively it was, more onlookers gathered outside.

There were whispers and discussions, but no one came forward.

The Lin Mansion, which was about half a stick of incense and had three entrances and three exits, was smashed and smashed, and the floor became a mess in an instant.

Ever since Lin Lu died in Yizhuang, the concubines who were newly married to a few houses had either taken the gold and silver and gone away with their servants.

He just hooked up with other men and plotted to divide the family property, creating a mess.

In the end, only Mrs. Lin, her maids, and the old housekeeper were left.

How can the old, weak, women and children resist the arrogant thugs?

"Mrs. Lin, I advise you to take out the title deed of the butcher shop as soon as possible to offset your gambling debt.

Otherwise, my brothers and I will come over every now and then to cause trouble!

Next time, those pretty little maids in your backyard...hehehehe!"

The maniac threatened coldly.

He has been hanging around gambling houses all year round to collect loan sharks, and he thinks he has no means at all.

No matter how tough a gambler is, he will sell his wife and daughter obediently when he meets him!

Mrs. Lin's eyes were full of despair. She had long thought that she would not be able to keep her family fortune, but she was unwilling to take advantage of this group of bullies and scoundrels.

Even if it is donated to a temple or Taoist temple, a few more porridges will be given, and a few people will be saved!

"Sooner or later you will suffer retribution!"

Mrs. Lin said helplessly.

"Hahaha, Lin Baihu of your family has done many evil things and has indeed received retribution!

I don’t know which evil god I offended, but he was killed with a knife and his body was burned!

As for me, young master? I’m afraid of retribution! I have the ability to let the devil come and take my life!”

The maniac head consciously felt proud and swaggered out of the door with a group of scoundrels.

Everyone's arms were bulging, and they obviously took the opportunity to make a fortune.

"My lord, I need your share. How about we go to Huairenfang for a drink later?"

Seeing Ji Yuan standing outside the door, as if guarding the wind, the man couldn't help but realize the beauty of power, and felt extremely satisfied.

He just mentioned Meng Qianhu's name, and the attitude of this extraordinary young Tiqi changed drastically.

No wonder everyone wants to be an official!

"You took a lot this time? Jade bracelets? Gold and silver jewelry?

It’s worth three or four hundred taels, no problem! Let alone the other brothers!”

Ji Yuan's eyes were like lightning, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Master, don't be impatient, you have all these things..."

The scoundrel frowned, thinking that this Yunying Tiqi was just young and had never seen the world.

In public, these jewelry items were actually counted without covering up any of them.

Could it be that we are afraid of corruption?

"According to the laws of the Jing Dynasty, one breaks into a private house, robs the house, injures the owner, and steals more than 200 taels of property... The punishment of the rod is 300, and the person is thrown into prison!

It ranges from waiting to be sent to the army, exiled to the border, and slaves with armored men! At the most severe, he will be executed after autumn."

Ji Yuan's face suddenly turned cold and his tone became cold.

Those sharp eyes stared at the seven or eight rogues, scanning them one by one, and suddenly there was an intimidating majesty.

The maniac was the first to notice something was wrong and said with a smile:

"Master, what do you mean? Let's give it to Meng Qianhu..."
To be continued...