The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Chapter 153 When the water is clear, there will be no fish, reconcile and compromise (1)

When the old beggar handed out the pleadings, he walked staggeringly and disappeared behind the crowd.

Zhu Xulin only felt that the paper in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Pu Song patted Zhu Xulin who seemed a little confused, but said nothing.

As soon as he grasped it, he saw the real body of the God of the City God Temple, turning into a small shadow.

As Pu Song muttered words, the shadow-like real body directly submerged into the gourd on his waist.

Seeing this miraculous scene, the people in the audience looked at Pu Song with fascination and awe.

The means of ghosts and gods are already extraordinary to them.

As a result, when it comes to Pu Song, it is already in the category of not being able to understand, but not being aware of it.

When there was the first person to eat crabs, the people below finally couldn't hold back.

At first, one person tentatively told about the bloody experience in the past.

When they saw Song Lanyi on the side, carefully helping them write down the pleadings, the crowd was greatly encouraged again.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of chatter, saying everything.

Zhu Xu Lin Xuxu covered his bloody buttocks, but his face no longer had the same playful smile as usual.

After a while, he said a word, "I'm not as good as them."

Compared to himself who was raised by the jade grain golden octopus since he was a child, he is really not as good as these common people.

Regardless of his injuries, Zhu Xulin squatted aside, watching Song Lanyi write on the paper on the bluestone board.

The more he looked down, the more solemn his face became.

Collusion between government and businessmen, annexation of land, sale of children and daughters, sacrifice of virgins...

Where is the pleadings here?

From Zhu Xulin's point of view, this was clearly Du Juan's weeping blood.

Thinking of this, a rare murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

These people should be killed!

It doesn't matter if you say Zhu Xulin is reckless, or you say he doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Whether it is the officials in the southern border or the ghosts and gods of the Yin Division here, they are all like a dense spider web. The relationship between each other is disconnected, and it may affect the whole body at any time.

But... so what?
Zhu Xulin is the prince, and his father is the emperor.

Who else does he need to be afraid of? !
Uh... except for the saints.

Thinking to this point, Zhu Xulin suddenly took away a few pleading papers, dispatched troops and dispatched generals, and prepared to investigate the offending officials and ghosts and gods above.

Before leaving, he also took away Pu Song, who was the strongest fighter.

It wasn't until the sky was getting dark that Song Lanyi, who had been busy all day, raised his sore neck and shook his sore wrist from holding the pen for a long time.

At this time, the temple fair was over, and the flow of people gradually receded.

Song Lanyi looked at the thick stack of papers in his hand, rubbed the center of his brows, held the papers, and jumped down from the stands.

As early as in the afternoon, Niu Dali couldn't stand the warm sunlight, lay down on the bluestone beside him, and fell asleep, with his mouth slightly open, and a stream of saliva running down his cheeks.

Tangxi expressed disgust at this, and found an old tree far away, ran up the branch in two or three steps, closed his eyes and began to take a nap.

When the movement from Song Lanyi came, Tangxi opened her eyes vigilantly, and jumped to the ground.

Niu Dali looked sleepy, rubbing his eyes and yawning, while slowly crawling down from the bluestone slab like a bug.

In a half-dream and half-awake state, Niu Dali opened his eyes, "Hey, is it getting dark?"

Song Lanyi worked hard for a whole day, and her chest was already hungry.

She directly lifted Niu Dali, put it on the dragon horse mount, hooked the toes of the stirrup, straddled her long legs, and in the blink of an eye, she was already straddling the horse.

On the way back to the Bawang Mansion, Niu Dali couldn't help asking, "Sister Song, are you really going to kill all the corrupt officials and ghosts in the southern border? There are so many, can you kill them all?"

Niu Dali did not say a word.

Although he looks like a three-year-old child, he is much older than that.

What he was worried about was, if all the officials were killed, who would take the vacated positions... in a short time?
If this matter is not handled properly, sooner or later there will be chaos.

Hearing Niu Dali's concerns, Song Lanyi was surprised, "You can still think of this level?"

Niu Dali: "..."

There was a thin layer of red on his face, and there was a hint of embarrassment in it, and he said in a loud voice, "I'm already seven years old!"

Seven years old can think so much?
This is really... Zaohui.

Song Lanyi stroked the lanugo on the top of his head, and said with a smile, "There is a saying that when the water is clear, there will be no fish. If all the corrupt officials are killed, then this southern border will almost be ruined."

Seeing Niu Dali's pensive look, Song Lanyi spoke softly, as if talking to himself, and seemed to be telling Niu Dali, "Human race, since ancient times, has a nature called compromise. Tell them, we want to eliminate more than [-]% of corrupt officials and ghosts, do you think they will agree?"

Niu Dali shook his head quickly, "How is this possible?"

Song Lanyi also laughed, "Yeah, of course it's impossible. But if we first say we want to kill ghosts, gods and corrupt officials, and then in the actual process, selectively kill people according to the severity of the crime, do you think they will agree? "

Niu Dali had a faint realization at this time.

Without waiting for him to nod, Song Lanyi continued, "Furthermore, the root of human inferiority is always to suffer from inequality rather than scarcity. Some people are alive, while others are sentenced to death. It is easy to cause them to have conflicts from within, so that they will not twist together and think about dealing with us."

Hearing this series of words, Niu Dali looked at Song Lanyi in a different way.

If he remembers correctly, according to Zhu Xulin, Song Lanyi is only 15 years old.

15 years old ...

Was she born with one more heart than others, or was she full of holes and eyes all over her body?

The evening breeze in the early spring in the south is still slightly cool.

Niu Dali unconsciously touched the goosebumps on his arms, took a peek at Song Lanyi, and silently made his next decision.

Don't mess with Song Lanyi.

Be more obedient in front of her in the future.

Otherwise, Song Lanyi would foolishly count the money for her if she was tricked into the trap one day.

After a long silence, Niu Dali said tremblingly, "Sister Song, what are we going to do tomorrow?"

What are you doing tomorrow?

Naturally, so many papers cannot be processed overnight.

Song Lanyi didn't want to take care of everything, and had to do everything by himself.

Isn't there still Pu Song, Zhu Xulin and even Mr. Li?
Since they are responsible for the pleadings, what exactly is Song Lanyi going to do... She already has a certain decision in her heart.

When approaching the Overlord's Mansion, Song Lanyi jumped off the horse and took the reins.

The servant at the door saw the figure of their group, and immediately opened the gate of the feudal prince's mansion slowly.

(End of this chapter)