Chapter 45

Ran Meng urged the rein of the horse, and the wheels rolled.

The distance of a street is there in a blink of an eye.

Before the carriage came to a complete stop, Mengsun Heji's eyes widened with anger, and he pointed at the jailers who were fighting with Zilu in front of him and yelled.

"Our state of Lu is a state of etiquette in all summers, how can we allow prison officials like you to be reckless!"

His roar spread throughout the audience, and everyone turned their heads to look at him.

Zilu saw that it was Mengsun Heji who came, and he was about to say something, but Zi Gong covered his mouth and refused to let him speak.

Zi Gong persuaded: "Zi Lu, no matter how much you hate him, now is not the time to scold him. Zi I finally invited him here, you can't put the lives of Zi Chang and Zi Gao on the test just for the sake of quick talk. Don't care!"

The jailers were angrily reprimanded, and they were about to get angry.

But when they saw that the person who came was actually riding in a carriage, and the driver who was driving for him was a strong man who knew at a glance that he was not easy to provoke, they could only suppress the anger in their stomachs for the time being.

Because everyone knows that people who travel in horse-drawn carriages in the country of Lu are either rich or expensive.

It would be bad if they messed with someone they couldn't touch.

The jailers discussed briefly and decided to send someone to talk to the unexpected guest first.

The elected jailer walked to the carriage, first saluted Mengsun Heji and Zaiyu, but before he could speak, Ran Meng who jumped off the carriage picked him up by his collar.

"You villain, how dare you disrespect the students of Confucius!"

The jailer turned pale with fright, he thought that he was unreasonable enough at ordinary times, how could he expect Ran Meng to be unreasonable than him.

This is not going to leave him a chance to defend himself!

But the more unreasonable Ran Meng was, the less he dared to resist.

Because looking at his domineering style, he should be used to domineering.

Dare to be so ostentatious in the capital city of Qufu, it shows that this strong man must have a big background behind him!
The jailer repeatedly begged for mercy: "Gentleman, please spare me! Villain, I really don't know where I offended you, so please calm down. It's okay to punch me twice, but please give me a sigh of relief. I still have to support my family."

Jae Yu was stunned at the side.

Does this mean that the wicked need to be grinded by the wicked?
He didn't expect that even Meng Sun Heji hadn't appeared on the stage yet, and that a single Ran Meng could subdue the jailer.

Mengsun Heji glanced at the expressions of Zaiyu and the disciples of Confucianism from the corner of his eye, then smiled slightly, and then coughed violently.

"Ran Meng, don't be rude, put him down, I have something to ask him."

"Mencius, this kind of villain, you can just let me beat him to death. Is there any need to interrogate him?"

Mengsun Heji frowned, and his tone gradually became harsher: "When I was studying with my master, the master once taught me: If the name is not correct, the words will not go well. If the words are not right, things will not be accomplished. .

Even if he is guilty, he must first review according to the etiquette, then list the specific charges, and finally choose a suitable date for punishment or execution.How can you kill it at will? "

Zai Yu listened, and nodded again and again.

Meng Sun Heji is still a little level.

Quoting Master's words was for Zilu and the others, and he also wanted to use Zilu's mouth to say it to Master.

This proves that Mengsun Heji still has etiquette in his heart, and he always keeps in mind the teachings of his master in the past.

The purpose of preventing Ran Meng from killing people in the street is to show the Chinese people all over the street.

This shows that he, Mengsun Heji, is not a violent person who kills innocent people indiscriminately and avenges his personal revenge, but a gentleman who obeys the rules and acts according to the rules.

After hearing Mengsun Heji's words, Ran Meng could only put down the jailer, but he was still cursing.

"If it wasn't for Mencius' persuasion, I would have chopped you into mincemeat today!"

The jailer escaped from danger, his legs were so frightened that he couldn't help but knelt on the ground and bowed his head.

"Thank you for the gentleman's grace of not killing, and thank you Mencius for saving lives!"

The jailer had just muttered twice, when suddenly his whole body trembled.

He looked up at Mengsun Heji's face, his eyes widened, "Meng, Meng, Mencius..."

Mengsun Heji smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid, you just need to report to the public to handle the matter. Just now I heard from a distance that Zilu wanted to see a villager, why didn't you take him to see him?"

"I, I...he, he, he..."

The jailer's upper and lower lips were chattering, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Seeing him like this, Mengsun Heji couldn't help shaking his head, and he shouted at the gang of jailers.

"Who is in charge here?"

As soon as these words came out, all the jailers looked at a middle-aged jailer with white sideburns and jade around his waist.

Seeing this, the middle-aged jailer could only curse inwardly that his group of younger brothers were irresponsible, and then walked up alone.

He bowed his head and said, "Mencius."

Mengsun Heji was not annoyed, but asked with a smile, "What about your villager? Call him here."

"This……"

The middle-aged jailer raised his head, the corners of his mouth drooped, and the forehead lines on his forehead were barely able to squeeze out the word 'bitter'.

"Mencius, I, I dare not..."

"Oh? Why not?"

Meng Sun Heji was still smiling, showing no signs of getting angry at all.

But the more he was like this, the more frightened the middle-aged jailer became.

He would rather Mengsun Heji scold him now, even if he took out his sword and slashed at him a few times, but he dared not call Xiangshi.

The Xiangshi is his direct leader. If he listens to Mengsun Heji and goes to call the Xiangshi, how will he explain it to the Xiangshi later?
Jailer: My lord, let me introduce you to a great man.

Xiangshi: What big shot?

Jailer: Of course it is one of the three pillars of our state of Lu, Meng Sun Heji, Mencius!
Xiang Shi (flattered): Oh!Why did Mencius call me over?
Jailer (flattering face): Old man, he is planning to dismiss you on the spot!

How can you let the jailer speak such words?
Isn't this a joke?
If the Xiangshi knows the cause and effect, why not kill him with one knife?

But didn't Meng Sun Heji know the psychological activities of the jailers?

Of course he knew that this was what he wanted.

As a big boss who has been in the court of Lu Kingdom for many years, Mengsun Heji is well versed in the principle of killing and punishing others. If he wants to help Zaiyu and Zilu relieve their anger, he has to play like this.

Seeing that the jailer could not respond for a long time, Mengsun Heji smiled again.

"Forget it. Since you find it difficult, then you don't need to call the Xiangshi."

Hearing this, the middle-aged jailer felt as if he had been pardoned. He knelt on the ground and was short of giving Mengsun Heji three kneels and nine kowtows to thank him.

"Since the countryman can't shout out, then go and call me the judge in charge of this area."

As soon as Mengsun Heji said this, all the guards present changed their colors.

Their little faces are red with black, black with purple, purple with green, and green with white.

Who is a judge?

Judges are the leaders of the countrymen.

It was the leader of their gang of jailers.

Small leaders dare not shout, but big leaders dare to shout?
Seeing this, Jae Yu finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

If we talk about the whole person, we really still have to look at these old fritters who are in court!

He couldn't think of such a bad move.

The jailer fell on the ground, his knees seemed to be embedded in the soil, he did not dare to leave the ground for a moment, for fear that Meng Sun Heji would call him a judge if he did.

Meng Sun Heji was not in a hurry.

He pretended to be concerned and asked: "I see that your face is not quite right. Are you sick? If you are sick, I won't bother you to make this trip."

The middle-aged jailer looked up at Mengsun Heji. He, who hadn't shed tears for many years, burst into tears at this moment.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

"You're welcome." Mengsun Heji turned to Ran Meng and said, "Ran Meng, please go to the mansion and invite Xiao Si Kou over to see what's going on here."

"Little, little, little Sikou..." The jailers were all frightened.

Who is Xiao Sikou?
That's the leadership of the leadership they lead.

The middle-aged jailer's expression almost failed, and he was about to collapse.

When all the jailers heard this official name, their knees went limp, and they all fell to their knees with a plop.

"Mencius, gentlemen, what happened before is that we did something wrong. You are noble and unparalleled in virtue. For the sake of our seniors and juniors, please let us go. Don't invite the little Sikou. coming!"

 A true reader can read the sadness in your eyes,
  And fake readers believe the smile on your face.

  ——Excerpt from "Zaiyu's Diary"

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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