Everyone present was stunned. No one expected that the person who came was the Prime Minister.

The people knelt on their knees, and their respect was beyond words.

The old man and the young master were so scared that their faces looked like dirt and they were limp and weak.

However, many people were happy again.

The young master calmed down and said to the county magistrate with a calm voice: "Is it the prime minister with a token? Maybe someone pretended to be a fake!"

When the county magistrate heard this, he was furious and slapped the young master in the face with another backhand.

"Don't talk nonsense! How could anyone dare to pretend?"

The young master's cheeks suddenly became red and swollen. He covered his face, dared not speak out.

At this time, Xi Yu looked around, his eyes were as sharp as a torch, and everyone felt an invisible pressure.

Xi Yu cleared his throat and said slowly: "You don't have to panic, you can get up."

His voice was not high, but he had unquestionable majesty.

The county magistrate hurried forward and said respectfully: "Prime Minister, please forgive me for the crime of neglecting the matter."

"You kneel down to me, I just let the people get up."

The Prime Minister had to kneel down.

The old man and the young master walked to the prime minister tremblingly and kowtowed repeatedly.

"The villain knows his mistake, please spare your life!"

"Tell me, what evil things have you done in your daily life?" Xi Yu said.

In this case, the old man had to tell the truth.

Xi Yu stood in the middle of the crowd, looking firmly at the people around him.

He said loudly: "Dear fellow villagers, what are their sins? Just tell me, Xi Yu is here to take charge of everyone!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing in the air.

The people looked at each other and were hesitant at first.

But with Xi Yu's encouragement, they gradually gathered up courage.

A middle-aged man walked out first.

"Sir, this old man and the young master often bully us small vendors in the market. We are so angry that we dare not speak out!"

His words resonated with other people, and everyone agreed.

"Yes, they also occupied our land and left us homeless!"

"The county magistrate doesn't care about it, and he still colludes with them to help the evildoer!"

Xi Yu's face became increasingly ugly. He clenched his fists, and his anger burned in his heart.

"It's unreasonable! There is such a bad thing in broad daylight!" he said angrily.

The wind blew the corner of Xi Yu's clothes, and his figure looked particularly tall among the crowd.

Xi Yu turned around to face the old man and the young master, his eyes as if they were torched.

"What else do you have to say?"

The old man and the young man were already scared and pale.

They tried to quibble, but under the accusation of the crowd, their words seemed so powerless.

"Sir, this is all a misunderstanding. We...we were also wronged..." the young master stammered.

Xi Yu snorted coldly.

"Unfortunate? Everyone sees what you do. I will definitely find out the truth about this matter and give the people justice!"

His voice was like thunder, which made the old man and the young master tremble.

At this time, an old man walked up and he grabbed the corner of Xi Yu's clothes.

"Sir, you must make the decision for us. This county magistrate does not do anything and let us live in dire straits."

Xi Yu patted the old man's hand.

"Old man, don't worry, I won't let this situation continue."

A firm light flashed in Xi Yu's eyes.

He said loudly: "As a parent official in the county magistrate, he does not seek welfare for the people, but instead colludes with evil forces. It is a very serious crime!"

After saying that, Xi Yuda deposed the county magistrate's position on the spot.

The county magistrate's face suddenly turned pale as paper, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Then, Xi Yu ordered people to take the county magistrate, the old man and the young master to the death row and take strict guards.

Seeing this, the people applauded and praised Xi Yu for his wise decision.

"Okay! The Prime Minister is so satisfying!"

"Now we can finally get rid of the oppression of these evil forces!"

The cheers of the people resounded like thunder throughout the county.

Xi Yu looked at everyone with a smile.

Amid the cheers, Xi Yu turned around and left.

In the death penalty, the county magistrate, the old man and the young master were locked in a dark and wet cell.

Their faces were filled with despair and regret.

"How could we end up like this..." the young master murmured to himself.

The county magistrate bowed his head and said nothing. He regretted it and felt ashamed of what he did.

In the streets and alleys of the county town, the people were celebrating Xi Yu's feat.

People were full of admiration and gratitude for him.

The morning sun shines on the ground, and Zhuge Jin leads the horse and is anxious.

He couldn't wait to move on, but the new horse seemed unfamiliar with him and kept a slow pace.

"Why is this horse so unruly!" Zhuge Jin complained in a low voice.

He patted the horse's neck gently, trying to establish some tacit understanding with it.

But the horse just shook its head and continued to walk slowly.

The hunter looked around and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhuge, this horse may take some time to adapt to you. Don't be anxious, take your time."

Zhuge Jin frowned.

"I'm short of time and can't delay any more."

He sighed helplessly and his eyes turned to the distance.

Zhuge Jin held the reins tightly and tried to guide the horse to speed up.

But the horse seemed to deliberately oppose him and still do whatever he wants.

"Damn horse!" Zhuge Jin couldn't help but curse.

His mood became more and more irritable, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

The hunter came forward and comforted: "Mr. Zhuge, you don't have to be so anxious. Horses also need rest and adapt. Forced driving may backfire."

Zhuge Jin gritted his teeth.

"I know, it's OK, it's still late, so you don't want to send it."

As the sun rises, the weather gradually becomes hotter.

Zhuge Jin's clothes were soaked with sweat, but he still insisted.

On this day, Zhao Qiang secretly wanted to take Wu Guotai to the dilapidated temple.

"Wu Guotai, I will take you to a place." Zhao Qiang said softly.

Wu Guo looked at him in confusion. "Where are you going?"

"It's a broken temple. I told Xi Yu in the letter and asked him to go there." Zhao Qiang explained.

His heart was full of expectations, and there was also a hint of worry. He hoped that Xi Yu would arrive as promised.

But I couldn't help but worry about whether Xi Yu would come.

Because Wu Guotai was not his biological mother, he was unwilling to come.

Along the way, they passed through the fields of green grass and passed by the gurgling stream.

While walking, Zhao Qiang observed the surrounding environment and thought about how to deal with this matter.

The two of them seemed to be a mother and son, as if they had no hostility at all.

Zhao Qiang also hopes to deal with this matter quickly and then go to see Liu Bei.
To be continued...