Fu Shuo touched the rain sword on his waist, but he had not spoken yet. Yan Chixia sneered: "He dares, let's talk to him with his fists! Ning Caichen, where are you?"

Ning Caichen said, "After I pass over Xiaoqian, I will go back to my hometown. This world is so chaotic!"

Fu Shuo patted his shoulder and said nothing. Such a world is about to be in chaos. No matter where he hid, he could not escape it.

"Oh, it's good that you go back to the countryside. It's about the time when the disaster of heaven and earth is a disaster. All the people in the world will be involved, and even the noble gods are no exception. I hope you will have a good life!"

The disaster of heaven and earth? This is the first time Fu Shuo has heard of this word when he came to this world!

The Ning'an Mansion's government office was covered with a light red color in the darkness, and it was almost impossible to see clearly. The government office represented the ruling power of the court. In theory, there should be a red official spirit to suppress it. However, even the matter of cannibalism under the rule of the rule means that the power of the government has declined to the extreme. This kind of thing damages the luck of the dynasty the most!

"There is no official spirit in the yamen to suppress it," Yan Chixia lowered her voice and said to Fu: "We just broke in directly and tied up the dog official before talking about it!"

At this time, the two of them had already arrived in Ning'an Mansion. The sky had just turned dark and every household had closed. There was only one bleak on the street that could not even see a mouse, but a small whirlwind blew from time to time. It looked like there were more ghosts than people.

If you look at it carefully, you can see blood that has long turned black and purple in the inconspicuous place on the corners and streets. I don’t know if it was left behind when the horse thief robbed the city last time?

When the world was ruled, there were many people and all industries were prosperous. Naturally, the popularity was stronger than the ghost energy, so few ghosts and other things dared to approach the settlement of the population. Only in this end of the world, when the sky was not yet dark, even the little ghosts dared to wander around.

"Although the official spirit in the yamen has declined, there are still ya gods who worship it." Fu said. The two of them were standing in front of the rich gate at the yamen, discussing how to deal with the prefect.

In this place, the whirlwinds circling around the streets are afraid to approach. They represent the last trace of majesty of the yamen. If there were at least two yamen runners standing here, it was still early at this time, and even the yamen would close early.

"Yan God?" Yan Chixia sneered: "What are you afraid of that kind of god? Only those people in the yamen worship it. How capable can they be? If he dares to come out and get in the way, I will slaughter it with one knife!"

Of course, Yan Chixia knew much more about the gods in this world than him. He had no experience in dealing with other gods except for one land and one wild god. But Fu said naturally had a solution in his heart!

He didn't say anything, and went up to the closed door of the yamen to pick up a hanging drumstick, aiming at a big drum that looked old and covered with dust at the door and swung it hard. "Dongdong..." The dull drum sound almost spread across several streets at this dusk.

This is the old system of dynasties in history. There must be such a drum to shout for justice on the east side of any yamen gate. The etiquette says: "There are flags for food, trees for slander, and drums for dare to advise." The trees for slander evolved into Huabiao. This drum to encourage advice has become a drum to shout for justice for the people who have been wronged and wronged.

According to the system, the drum of injustice must be placed under the corridor on the east side of the gate to be used as a drum of injustice for the people to call for injustice and respond to officials. However, the person who calls for injustice can only hit three times at a time. If you hit randomly, you will be beaten first and then the case will be tried. There are two stone tablets on the back of the drum of injustice, which are engraved with "False accusation plus three levels, and the flogging of fifty more than the complaint". This shows that the king is above the superior and creates obstacles for the people to shout for injustice!

But according to the system, no matter when the drum is shouting, the case must be tried. This is the rule. Otherwise, the imperial envoy will be able to impeach officials who are not open to the court.

It is also a way to guide injustice by dynasties in the world. There must always be a narrow door for the injustice and dissatisfaction in the world to vent!

The three-way drum sounded, and after a while, a mess of footsteps came from inside. The door would never be opened except Shangguan coming, and the side door next to it opened. A yamen runner cursed: "Who is the fucking one's food and has nothing to do to beat the drum!"

Fu said he hung the drumstick back, took a step back calmly, stood with his hands behind his back, and said, "It's me!"

Someone who knew Fu said among the yamen runners suddenly smiled grimly: "Does this nerd really think that he can get justice by beating the drum of injustice? After passing the court, I will put him in prison first!"

Then he saw Yan Chixia again and was stunned: "This big bearded man is so fierce. Could it be that he is here to complain!"

Yan Chixia's temperament was so leaping away, and she laughed: "That's right, that's right. This scholar was so unreasonable that he actually snatched my wallet. I went to argue with him, and he also falsely accused me of saying that I snatched him from the wallet, so I asked my brother to make the decision!"

After hearing this, several yamen runners burst into laughter: "Look at your beard so fierce, even a weak scholar dares to steal things from you, it's useless!" As he said that, he held them inside.

When you enter the main gate, you will be Yimen. There is a lotus pond on the east and west sides of the corridor in front of Yimen, which is six zhang long and two zhang wide. There are three stone bridge holes under the corridor to connect the east and west lotus ponds. Lotus ponds are planted in the lotus pond to raise fish. The lotus pond is homophonic with "integrity and shame", which means a clean water yamen, honest and clean government, and it is not stained with mud. However, now the lotus pond is neglected, and the lotus inside has long died, which really becomes shameless!

Yimen means "having rituals can be used as a symbol", which means that the behavior of the county magistrate can set an example for the people. It is the first door of etiquette after entering the county government. In addition to major celebrations or the trial of major cases, the main door is usually not open. There are doors on both sides of the ritual door, and the east side is the "people's door", also known as the "life gate" for ordinary people to enter and exit; the west side is the "ghost gate", also known as the death gate, which is usually closed and only opens the door when the dead criminal is executed.

Fu Shuo turned around and looked at the main gate to this side. There was a small wooden niche in the middle, which was a small statue of the god. People called him "Don't Move God". The so-called "Don't Move God" is actually the yamen god. The yamen runners and officials in the yamen were most worried about being scolded and driven away by the officials. If the deadbeat did not move in the yamen, they would rely on serving the yamen god respectfully and begging him for blessing. Fu Shuo looked at it and knew that the god was very weak, not much stronger than Linhe land. After all, only the dozens of people in the yamen worshipped him, and the incense was pitifully less.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Said just glanced at him for a few more times, and a yamen runner was impatient and pushed Fu Saw hard. He used a lot of strength now. He thought he was a little good-looking scholar who was not open to his eyes and was fine, but he didn't push him. The yamen runner muttered in his heart: This is so powerful!

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