Bao Zheng whipped Chang Mi in a daze, and everyone around him was stunned.

Chang Mi rolled on the ground, screaming so harshly that a dog turned his head.

Bao Zheng is over 60 years old, but under Shen An's conditioning, his skills are still agile.

He held a wooden stick in his hand and chased him all the way, specifically attacking his legs.

"Bao Xiang... her legs are almost broken."

If he continues to hit, Chang Mi's legs will probably not be able to be protected, so the follower finally couldn't help but persuade him.

Bao Zheng kicked Chang Mi and rolled, then straightened his back and cursed: "Beast, it would be fine if he could not benefit the people, but he would even harm him. What if you are an official, what if you don't die?"

Chang Mi lay on the ground screaming. Someone went over and took a look and shouted, "His left leg is broken."

Everyone couldn't help but look at Bao Zheng with concern.

I broke the official's leg privately, and it was a crime wherever I went!

Even if you are the prime minister, you have to bear corresponding punishment for this matter.

Bao Zheng shook his head with a wooden stick and said calmly: "No obstacle, there are still a few legs on Chen An."

Well!

Everyone was puzzled, and the follower smiled relaxedly, "Yes, the Marquis of Guixin has made contributions again. I think he can earn a few contributions. When the time comes, let him stand up and talk. The official family hates such corrupt officials, so he will pass the situation."

If Zhao Shu heard this news, he would be afraid that he would fly over and break Chang Mi's leg with his own hands. So Bao Zheng just needs to find an excuse to get rid of the blame.

"Returning to the Marquis?"

Some farmers had heard Chen An's name and introduced: "That's a young hero. He always won battles at a young age. He had defeated the people of Jiaozhi, Liao, and Xixia. The officials said he was a famous general... and he was also a great scholar. We are all using the reading methods he passed down."

"He is still a miracle doctor. Didn't you go to the clinic and get the heart-saving pill without spending money?"

The old farmer nodded, "Yes, I can receive it every month."

The talking farmer smiled and said, "That is the medicine that the Congxin Hou spent money to ask people to get, and it will be given for free to those with heart disease."

The old farmer was surprised, then folded his hands together and said devoutly towards Bianliang: "The villain only wishes to return to the Hou family to be safe for generations..."

What generation of wealth and honor? After experiencing most of your life, you naturally know that peace is the most important.

So the old farmer's prayer was very pious, which made Bao Zheng nod his head secretly.

"Dig a well!"

Bao Zheng waved his hand, and the farmers smiled happily, following the craftsmen to find some excavation.

"Mr. Bao, I'm afraid it's too late!" The old farmer expressed his concern when he saw Bao Zheng being kind.

"Don't worry, the officials heard about the drought this time and ordered the three departments to prepare money and food. If the disaster is serious later, it will naturally be distributed according to the population."

Bao Zheng's words made the old farmer smile, but someone next to him questioned: "Mr. Bao, do you really have money and food?"

The old farmer was angry when he heard this, took off his shoes and patted the questioning farmer, cursing: "This is Bao Gonggong and Bao Qingtian!"

"I don't believe Bao Qingtian's words, who do you want to believe?"

Bao Zheng shook his head with a wry smile. He felt a little ashamed of his name in the sky.

He did not know how to solve the case, but had done some practical things for the people in the past, especially when Quan was in charge of Kaifeng Prefecture, he abolished the rules of not allowing criminals to meet officials, and made the people of Kaifeng Prefecture call out Bao Qingtian's name.

"Shame!"

He looked at these excited farmers and made up his mind secretly.

Since you are called Qingtian, I should make the decision for you.

He stepped back a little and ordered a follower to leave with one riding on his own.

In the next two days, Bao Zheng stayed in Weishi and stared at the clearing of ditches and digging wells everywhere.

"It's indeed Bao Qingtian!"

With Bao Zheng here, local officials did not dare to slack off at all, and they were almost in a row.

"Bao Gong, another official was exhausted."

On the edge of a freshly-drawn well, Bao Zheng was checking the water out. He frowned and asked, "Is it dangerous?"

"No, it's said it's heatstroke."

"waste!"

Bao Zheng said coldly: "I have been staring at the well digging since Chen Shichu. No matter how big the sun is, I have never avoided it. But has I suffered from heatstroke? This is fragile... What does it mean to be a fragile official? It means that I am used to being a Taiping official, and I cannot endure hardship or fatigue, just like Ouyang Xiu..."

Well!

The one who came to report to him was the escort official of the Sansi. Even though he knew his boss's troll nature, he was still a little embarrassed.

Ouyang Xiu was really comfortable as an official and basically never suffered much.

But you can't say he is a Taiping official, right?

"Who said Ouyang Gong is a Taiping official?"

A group of people came from behind, and someone pointed at this side and shouted: "The old thief turned around and let me see your shameless old face!"

The two men who were at the forefront were dressed in particular and had extraordinary temperament, but both had gloomy faces.

The man in the lead had a beautiful beard, which was called a beautiful beard. He had a gloomy face, and his beard added a bit of majesty to him.

Everyone present slowly looked back at them, with admiration in their eyes.

He actually dared to call Bao Zheng an old thief and even called him shameless... Brother, you are amazing.

“It tastes good.”

Bao Zheng took a sip of clear well water and smiled: "But remember to boil it before drinking it, otherwise it will cost a lot of medicine to get diarrhea."

Everyone around was smiling awkwardly, but the smile on Bao Zheng's face slowly stopped and then turned around.

He had to patrol the ground and help with work if necessary, which was inspiring, so he wore casual clothes.

"Old thief..."

Brother Meilang pointed at Bao Zheng and shouted, "Where did it come from?"

There were more than 20 farmers who dug wells around, and more than ten people came to the other party. Seeing that they were full of momentum, they were a little bit like fighting if they had a disagreement.

Bao Zheng said lightly: "It's from the north."

For Weishi, isn’t Bianliang just north, and is a little east.

The beautiful beard pointed at him and sneered: "Let's go back and settle the score with you."

He hurried to the well, and saw the water light fluctuations below, and couldn't help but sigh: "What can you do! What can you do!"

The farmers were whispering and gradually showing excitement, and some were gloating.

Brother Meilang walked over, patted Bao Zheng on the shoulder hard, and said, "Old man, remember, disaster comes from the mouth."

Bao Zheng was silent.

The word "old man" now has a derogatory meaning, probably some old things, the meaning of an old guy.

Brother Meilang left in a hurry, and some voices came faintly.

"Where is that old man?"

"I don't know... I'm afraid it's in the county."

"Go and find out and see when he will return to Beijing."

“…”

The group of people left, and a farmer said timidly: "Bao Gong, that is Liang Ying and Huang Gu, the gentry of our Wei family."

"The one with beautiful beard is Liang Ying and Bao Gong. Why don't you do it? As long as you say it, the villain can kill these people."

In the eyes of farmers, Bao Zheng can crush those two people without any pressure, but why didn’t he take action?

Several cavalry came quickly, but they were officials of the Weishi.

"Bao Xiang, the well in the village next door has already been poured out of water. The farmers are shouting long live the official family!"

Bao Zheng nodded, and some farmers were angry, so he told the story of the two of them just now.

The official was furious, "Bao Xiang, as long as you say something, the official will immediately take someone to deal with Liang Ying."

Bao Zheng ran around the Wei family these two days, and at his age in his sixties, he compared many young people. His behavior of leading by example was praised by the people and officials, and Bao Qingtian's cry resounded throughout the sky.

Of course, the people cheered sincerely, and most of the officials who were driven away by Bao Zheng to work were complaining.

It’s not possible! Look at Bao Zheng, he is in his sixties, but he is more energetic than us, and he can’t bear to be lazy!

Moreover, Bao Zheng's name as a troll is widely circulated around the capital, and everyone thinks that his behavior just now is too abnormal.

"Forget it." Bao Zheng said lightly: "Doing things is important, but my personal honor and disgrace are nothing."

"Bao Xiang is so kind, but we are not as good as us."

The officials bowed to express their admiration, and they were sincere.
To be continued...