It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

An Xin and the others were sitting in the carriage, and there was a burst of noise from outside, noisy, accompanied by crying and screaming.

An Xin moved her position to push Kong Xun aside, stretched out her hand to open the curtains of the carriage, and looked in the direction of the sound.

The others also leaned their heads over and looked outside.

An Xin, who was pushed aside, gritted her teeth and looked at the backs of the heads of the brats, feeling the urge to blow them up.

Under the sunny day, there is a simple village faintly.

There seemed to be two groups of people confronting each other under the big locust tree at the head of the village.

From the gap between the crowd, An Xin saw a man lying in a pool of blood, kneeling beside a woman with patched clothes and three or four children, crying and wailing in a miserable voice.

"Stop." Just as the carriage was about to pass through the village, An Xin stopped the carriage.

Kong Xun looked out the window and said, "It seems that something happened there."

"Well, it seems to be, let's go and have a look."

An Xin took the lead to get out of the carriage, and the others followed.

The reason why An Xin, who has always been calm, went to have a look there was because she found that the people who confronted the villagers were wearing clothes very similar to those worn by the big landlord and family member.

Reminiscent of what she said out of the steward's mouth, most of the fields in the surrounding villages were bought by that big landlord.

As far as An Xin knew, the land was the life of the people.

If it were not for a life-and-death emergency, ordinary people would not easily sell their fields.

Under such circumstances, the big landlord can still buy the fields of the surrounding people.

An Xin thought with her toes, it must not be that the people voluntarily sold the fields to him, but were forced by irreversible coercion.

Sure enough, before An Xin and the others approached, they heard a wrinkled old man standing in front of the villagers, his eyes were red with anger, and he shouted:

"You want to forcibly buy the fertile land worth fifteen or six taels of silver in our Zhengjia Village at the price of two or three taels of silver per mu. How is it different from those bandits and robbers?"

"God! Is there any justice in this world?"

"That's right! Landlord Qian is someone who wants to kill our Zhengjia Village."

"The land is our life, we must not be forced to buy the land by the Qian family like other villages with mixed surnames.

Then he indirectly became a cheap tenant of their family, living a life of not having enough food, not warm clothes, and being enslaved. "

"Yes, if I live like that, I would rather fight with them."

The villagers of Zhengjia Village glared at a group of scoundrels at Landlord Qian's house across the street.

The leader of the group of people standing opposite them was a fierce-looking man with a thick stick in his hand and a stern smile.

Looking disdainfully at a group of ragged people opposite, he said contemptuously: "Fairness, in Moshan County my Master Qian is justice.

I advise you little poor people to be more sensible. At this moment, our Master Qian is still willing to use money to buy the wasteland in your Zhengjia Village, if you are still so ignorant.

At that time, if our master goes to the county town to talk to the county magistrate and say that you gangsters refuse to obey the imperial court's control, it is very likely that you have something to do with the bandits on Qingyun Mountain.hehe……"

"My... my lord will not believe you." A villager said.

"Yes, the county magistrate will not believe your words of slandering our kind people without evidence."

The man smiled mockingly, "Ha, stupid, haven't you heard that in several other villages, the idiots who refused to sell their fields to us, Mr. Qian, are now being held in the prison of Moshan County and haven't come out yet."

The old village head of Zhengjia Village was dizzy when he heard this. The surrounding villages are not far away, so how could he not hear about such a thing.

The old man lowered his head and glanced tearfully at the three or four men lying on the ground covered in blood. They were all injured when they fought to prevent the village's fields from being forcibly bought.

The doctor Chi in the village was looking at their wounds. If they had an emergency, how could he, an old man, be right? Kneeling there, the women and children of the family were heartbroken and weeping bitterly.

An Xin and the others who had been standing behind the big tree came over and listened to the whole story, which really made her guess right.

At that time when she saw in the carriage that these people were wearing the clothes of landlord Qian Da, An Xin guessed.

Sure enough, if you can raise a big landlord's family who does not pay for work, but also pays for food and management, it is really a kind of master and servant who are like-minded, helping each other with evil, and there is no difference.

An Xin raised the corners of her lips and smiled slightly. She seemed to be familiar with the vicious man's tone when he mentioned the Qingyun Mountain bandits.

I don't know if this is her illusion.

An Xin frowned slightly, thinking.

It's actually not that difficult to prove whether it's your own illusion.

They want to eliminate harm for the people, and they will find out if they find out the bandits in Qingyun Mountain and ask them.

"Teacher is going to fight." Yu Chiyi, who couldn't understand that group of people bullying the common people, asked, "Shall we help them fight the bad guys?"

An Xin regained her senses and looked at this little overlord in the capital. Seeing that the people were being bullied, her eyes were filled with anger.

Although this kid was a bit reckless in his actions, his heart was not bad after all.

"Do you want to fight?" An Xin stroked her chin, and looked at the dozen or so members of the Qian family who were holding sticks not far away. Judging from the way they held sticks, their hands should look like military handles.

This made her even more suspicious that the master of the Qian family had something to do with the Qingyun Mountain bandits.

If it was a servant of an ordinary landlord's family, he would not find so many servants with some skill in his hands.

The monthly wages of servants with skills are not low, and as ordinary landlords, it may be difficult to persuade these people.

Jiang Chenxi also turned sideways and asked, "Shall we help?"

An Xin saw the flame of justice burning in the eyes of the boys, so she put aside the better solution she had thought of.

These boys are different from Li Ziyu and the others.

Li Ziyu and Leng Xiangbai are on the road of civil servants. They will come up with several solutions when they encounter problems, and then find the best solution among them.

And Yu Chiyi, Jiang Chenxi, Gao Tai, and Chen Qibao must inherit their father's way of generals in the future.

Such enthusiasm cannot be extinguished easily. If they are not full of enthusiasm on the battlefield to support them in fighting, they will think twice about doing things like civil servants and waste time.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and when he has time to think about solutions, every battle is over.

"You have to learn to judge the disparity in the strength of the enemy and ourselves. If you think you can beat those people, then do as you think."

An Xin reminded them at the right time, she didn't want to teach a few stunned youths in the future, regardless of whether the enemy was strong or weak, they would fight without using their brains.

Just thinking about it, Yu Chiyi and the other four, who went up to help those common people beat up the bad guys with all their enthusiasm, were persuaded by An Xin.

Only then did a few people observe their strength compared with that group of people, and see if they had a chance of winning.