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One hundred and eighth chapter drumming injustice

The group of scattered officials instantly divided into two factions. One was not given a position, and he was completely unfair to watch the fun and was full of trouble. He was all excited and hoped that Lei Chiyan would make a big fuss. It was obviously unrealistic to expect Lei Chiyan's big fuss to ruin the previous order of the official.

But it's enough to be able to breathe well.

Another faction was Kong Xiang and others who were actually missing, and they all surrounded Xu Yi and spread the terrifying consequences of alarming the heavy drums of Jiaole, but the worries on their faces could not be hidden.

Because it is obvious that Lei Chiyan has no good ending, but this matter will be a big deal, which is obviously predictable.

If there are some uncontrollable consequences and implicate each other, it will be very worthwhile.

Xu Yi ignored everyone, and looked like everyone was drunk and I was awake, so angry that Kong Xiang and others stopped scolding.

It was obvious that when I was angry with a silly Boyi, the final result was that I was so angry that I was like a silly Boyi, and I was defeated by the silly Boyi using her rich experience in silly Boyi.

With the crowds of people, a yellow-robed guest suddenly came to the sky, followed by two armored soldiers.

The yellow-robed guest held yellow paper in his hand and looked down at the air, "Who beats Jiao Lei and comes forward?"

Xu Yi strides forward, the yellow-robed guest waves his hand, and two armored soldiers soar into the air, one on the left and one on the right holding Xu Yi in the middle.

Xu Yi did not resist, but Kong Xiang couldn't wait. "I dare to ask the best man, this guy who beat Lei Chonggu was a serious crime, but he didn't know where he wanted to escort him."

The yellow-robed guest said, "Who is this? How dare you talk nonsense? The heavy drum set up by Giorgio, who is the world's grievances, can reach the heavens' listening, and how can you be guilty? You don't need to ask, but you are ordered to ask the drum beater to enter the meeting hall for a while."

After saying that, he waved his hand and two soldiers took Xu Yi hostage and followed him to the east.

Kong Xiang and others were all silent, but this result was unexpected.

It was amazing that this incident alarmed Yang Wushang, the commander of the official department, but he did not expect it to be involved in the meeting hall.

As for what the yellow-robed guest said, he was guilty of hitting Jiao Lei and the heavy drum, and Kong Xiang and others didn't believe it for a long time.

As today, there are so chaotic, countless people have wronged. If you have no guilt on hitting the Jiaorai heavy drum, I am afraid that these two Jiaorai heavy drums will have been broken long ago.

The yellow-robed guest took Xu Yi away. Suddenly, he turned back alone and said to Kong Xiang and others who had not left, "I will go together to prove it."

Kong Xiang was overjoyed, "It is precisely this principle that this guy is so arrogant that we cannot speak out. Lord Zhuang asked me to go and testify, and he would be wise."

After more than a hundred breaths, Kong Xiang and others followed the yellow-robed guest to the official hall, and then they were able to see each other. The joy in Kong Xiang's heart was gone and filled with a strong shock.

He never expected that such a terrifying lineup would be encountered in this official lobby.

There was a round table in the main hall, not only Yang Wushang, the official commander, but also the twelve commanders of the front office of the Twelve Halls. There were also two chief officials of the Eastern Mingjun and Western Mingjun.

In front of these absolutely high-ranking officials, Xia Sibo, who was in a high position, couldn't even make a seat and stood aside.

The terrifying majesty of so many high-ranking officials in the purple talisman swept the audience, even Kong Xiang, a self-conceited family background and pride himself on seeing countless noble children in the world, could not help but be frightened.

Kong Xiang couldn't help but glance at Xu Yi, but was surprised to find that the big bearded man had his nostrils facing the sky, and he was still filled with righteous indignation, as if he had never felt the majesty of these purple talisman bosses.

"Are you all here?"

Yang Wushang, the commander of the official department, stared at Xia Sibo and said.

“It’s all here.”

Xia Sibo reported.

Yang Wushang snorted coldly, "It's good to be here, tsk tsk, how many years have passed. The last time the Jiaorai heavy drum was beaten was still seventy years ago. At that time, I was still in the front office of the palace, but I didn't expect that Yang would still encounter this strange thing in his lifetime. Xia Sibo, you are so bad."

Yang Wushen really felt a lot of anger in his heart.

Not only was the sound of Gioree's heavy drum, wind and thunder rose on the flat ground of his territory.

More importantly, the time is that the wind and thunder are really not the time. Today is the day when the King of the East and West came to discuss with him. It is not easy for the King of the East and West to come. They also made an appointment with the governor of the Front Office of the Twelve Halls. After discussing with him, they went to visit him separately.

By chance, so many purple talisman officials gathered in this Fengdu City at the same time.

The wind and thunder on the flat ground exploded in the official office and fell into the eyes of many purple talisman officials. His skin was peeled off.

When Yang Wushen said this, he was no longer complaining, but blaming him.

At this point, Xia Sibo could only apologize, but he felt deeply that he was innocent. Huihui followed this process, and he was not biased. The list was not planned by him, but a monster like Lei Chiyan appeared.

While he was frustrated, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Seeing that Xia Sibo had resisted all his sins, Yang Wushang's anger was relieved, and he knew that it was not his fault. His eyes suddenly settled on Xu Yi's face standing in the middle.

With just a single blow, Yang Wushang judged that the one standing in front of him was a stuffed product.

If it weren't for the stuff, how could it be beaten with a heavy drum?

When the establishment of the Giorgio Dramatic Drum was just a proposal by an elder of the Convention Hall with a circumspect institution. He believed that to give the people below the people the opportunity to appeal for grievances, we should not completely block the access between the people below and the uppermost level.

Due to the face of the elder of the Council, this proposal was also a harmless act, so this proposal was carried out.

In fact, the heavy drum of Gioree also sounded several times, because this thing was really too loud, and every time it sounded, it would inevitably shock the world and cause a big circle.

At first, the big guys felt new and were willing to be fair and show their style.

After a long time, I realized that this was not the case at all. Almost all the knocking of Jiao Lei heavy drums were private affairs, and no matter how big the private affairs were, they were small matters. I was doing such a move.

The big shots changed their minds, and those who dared to beat the thunder and heavy drums would be desolate.

Even though he won the court at that time, he was secretly removed by tacit approval.

As time goes by, everyone knows what happened. Gradually, the heavy drum of the giorai became a decoration.

It has not been ringed for seventy years, but now it has been ringed. What is the guy who beats the heavy drum of Gorre or not?

What's more, this person has a curly beard and big and thick face. Facing such a high-ranking official, he still feels unaware of his official power and is still angry. Only the legendary wandering cultivator who was stupid in the pit can do such a brainless thing.
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