Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 85 The Commoner Emperor
"You..." Wei Ying pointed at him, trying to change the subject in embarrassment, "You haven't slept all night?"

"What do you think, you grind your teeth so loudly, how can I sleep?"

"molar?"

"Not only was he grinding his teeth, but he was also talking in his sleep." Su Qingye on the side joked, with the same dark circles under his eyes, Zhaojun glared at him viciously.

"Oh." Wei Ying responded lightly, "But have you all forgotten about parading in the street today? Are you sure you won't be sleepwalking in the street halfway through the swim if you didn't sleep at night?"

Just as he was talking, the door of the prison opened with a bang, and Master Jin walked in with his hands behind his back, with a sinister smile on his face, "Everyone, how are you thinking?"

No one in the prison paid attention to him, as if they didn't see him.

Master Jin snorted coldly, "Okay! They are all hard bones! Come here! Handcuff them and drag them out to parade in the street!"

The cell door opened with a bang, several jailers walked in, put a pair of shackles on each of them, and then pushed them out, Zhaojun opened it angrily and pushed his jailer, "I I will go by myself!"

Several people dragged their heavy shackles to the street, and Zhaojun couldn't help but snorted coldly: "It's fresh, it's really fresh."

They were followed by a group of officers and soldiers with whips in their hands. When they walked a little slower, they came up with a whip. How could Zhaojun have been wronged like this?If eyes can kill, he probably killed everyone present.

"What are you staring at, go away!" An officer and soldier whipped Zhaojun's back again.

They didn't return all night yesterday, so Yuwenzhi and Ruolan searched in the city for the whole night. Today, Yuwenzhi walked to the street and happened to see the scene where Zhaojun was being whipped. The hand of the whip was cut off in a neat manner, blood was splashed all over the place, and the whip was still clutched in his hand when his arm fell to the ground.

The surrounding people screamed when they saw the blood.

"Someone is robbing a prisoner!"

The officers and soldiers drew their knives with a bang, and Yu Wenzhi went to Zhaojun first, chopped off the shackles he was wearing, and then cut off his shackles, and the two fought with the officers and soldiers together.

"Okay!" The two of them beat the officers and soldiers to pieces, but the surrounding people clapped their hands and applauded. Finally, the four of them broke free.

Back at the inn, Ruolan immediately ran forward when she saw the disgraced four people, and said aggrievedly: "Madam, where have you been? I'm so anxious for you, servant!! I didn't go there yesterday to bring you a basin of washing water. Nowhere to be seen, the slaves thought that the empress didn't want slaves anymore!"

"Silly girl, I'm coming back now." Wei Ying pinched her face and said.

"Your Majesty, there is news from over there that they have arrived at the next city." Yu Wenzhi said in a low voice.

"En." Zhaojun responded lightly, "Let them stay for a while, and the king will arrive immediately."

"Yes." Yu Wenzhi bowed and said again: "This place is too dangerous, do you want to call the shadow guards to secretly protect the king?"

Zhaojun frowned slightly, and shook his head, "The less people know about this matter, the better. In order to avoid revealing the identity of the king, it is better not to summon the shadow guards."

"But, the king's safety..."

"Don't worry, I will be careful, this time is really an accident." Zhaojun said coldly, "I must investigate the secrets of Qingyuan County."

"It's not good, all the criminals have escaped!" The remaining soldiers hurried back to report, Master Jin's expression changed immediately, and he shouted: "Search! Search for me! Seal all the city gates and docks, and we must not let them leave here alive !"

Overnight, the streets were covered with reward notices with portraits of several people, and a bounty of ten taels of silver for each person.

Several bags of grain were piled up at the entrance of the granary on the side of the yamen gate. An officer and soldier sat there carrying a table and chair, holding a thick blue book in his hand, and there was a long line in front of him, all from Qingyuan County. The common people carried a basket on their backs, which contained dried dried shrimps.

On the first and fifteenth day of every Lunar New Year, people can go to the side gate of the Yamen to exchange dried shrimps for food. At this time, Zhaojun pretended to be an ordinary person, wearing brown linen clothes, a pair of navy blue cloth shoes on his feet, and a black cloth strip tied around his waist. Belts and baskets on their backs were lined up behind those common people, and when they approached, they lowered their bamboo hats. Yu Wenzhi and Wei Ying quietly hid behind the stone lions and watched him secretly.

"What is he playing today?" Wei Ying yawned and asked lazily.

"I don't know." Yu Wenzhi shook his head, expressionless.

Wei Ying shot him a sideways look, "As his bodyguard, you don't know?"

"The humble minister only needs to be responsible for the safety of the king, and the humble minister does not need to ask what the king is doing."

Wei Ying looked at him from a distance, and she couldn't stop tsk-tsk in her heart. If she hadn't followed him all the way with Yu Wenzhi today, she really wouldn't have recognized that farmer was the peerless Zhaojun. She found that she didn't know him less and less. The cruel and stupid tyrant, the noble and arrogant king, who wears rich clothes every day, has ruined himself into this style of painting. Why is this?

The sun was scorching, and there was already fine sweat on his forehead, and he was still standing there in line, moving forward little by little.

The people in front of them left one after another, and a basket of dried shrimps could only be exchanged for a few small bags of food, which should be just enough to feed the whole family. Finally, it was his turn. He took out the dried shrimps from his back basket and handed them to the officer. The officers and soldiers weighed it, and then said: "Name, account number."

Zhaojun was confused, "I'm here to exchange my dried shrimp for food, do I still need to tell you my name and account number?"

"Of course." The officers and soldiers said impatiently.

"Name, Wu Zhao, no account number." Zhao Jun said.

The officers and soldiers threw the package of dried shrimps to him again, "If you don't have one, get out of the way, next one!"

Zhaojun looked confused, "No. Isn't it possible to exchange dried shrimps for food here today?"

"It can be exchanged, but the exchange is not just for you. Only those who have handed over [-]% of the land to the county government in exchange for fishing rights can exchange dried shrimps for food. I have records of all the people who have exchanged land. , don't try to get away with it!" The officers and soldiers flicked the blue book and said angrily.

"What? Exchange fishing rights with fields?" Zhaojun was dumbfounded.

"Are you still changing? If you don't change, go away." The person behind pushed Zhaojun aside impatiently.

Zhaojun finally understood what the fishermen meant when they said that there was no land. It turned out that they had given it all to the county government in exchange for the right to fish shrimps. However, what method did Liu Chang use to force the people to hand over their land? "

Zhaojun turned his head and looked at the people behind him who were exchanging dried shrimps for food, feeling heavy and shocked that so many people had surrendered their land.

Another commoner changed their food, Zhaojun stood in front of him with a cold face, and said in a deep voice, "Why did you give up your land in order to obtain fishing rights?"

The commoner looked up at him and said angrily, "What does this have to do with you?"

(End of this chapter)