Han official!

Chapter 138 Burning Firewood

"Guo Jie, the Imperial Officer! You are abducting and selling the concubines of the Five Scholars. This is a violation of Han law!"

The housekeeper in charge of this weaving house was the eldest son of Zhao Tingzhang, who often went in and out of Chang'an. He knew the heroic hero Guo Jie of Bianhu and glared at Guo Jie and his men who had rescued Xijun. The villain filed a complaint first, falsely accusing Guo Jie of abducting and selling Xijun from the Wushili.

"call out!"

"what!"

A feather arrow shot out at high speed, hitting Jia Cheng's throat and nailing him to the rammed earth wall on the spot. The power of the eight-stone bow was too great and penetrated deep into the rammed earth wall.

Wei Guang had an eight-stone strong bow in his hand, and he seemed like a different person. Before Guo Jie, Mang Tong and Su Jian could rush over, he had already shot and killed five or six villagers.

A distance of dozens of steps apart.

Arrow after arrow hit the throat.

The accuracy of the archery is amazing.

"oops!"

Wei Guang shot all the villagers, but soon regretted it: "I should have cut off their limbs and shot their palms, which would only injure them but not kill them. The villagers registered in the Wushili can be sent to Shanglin Prison and exchanged for farmland."

It is still a top-notch Meitian.

Wei Guang's face was filled with heartache: "It's all my fault that I only thought about showing off my archery skills in front of my brother-in-law, and forgot that the villagers could go to Minister Sang to do hard labor and exchange it for land in the neighborhood."

"It doesn't matter."

Guo Jie lifted the two villagers' futons and walked toward the small house, saying in a deep voice, "Even the finest farmland or the golden cakes are not as important as our lives. Don't lose sight of the important things. Ensuring your life is the most important thing. Everything else comes after that."

The several bodies at the back door of the weaving house were thrown into the small room one by one, and the wooden door was locked again.

Mang Tong was good at hiding his tracks. He found a plow and turned over the mud at the back door to cover up the blood-stained mud.

Guo Jie glanced around and saw no signs of fighting. He nodded with satisfaction and followed Xijun, who was leading the way, to the Huaishu Mansion.

The outer area of Wushili covers a large area. Near the corner of the ammunition room, there are rows of locust trees planted, covering the southeast corner.

From the outside, it looks like a locust tree forest with a narrow path leading to the southeast corner of the inner wall.

At the entrance of the rammed earth path, ten five-man soldiers were kneeling, and dozens of villagers were surrounding Lu Bo to gamble. The surrounding area was filled with piles of millet, cloth, three-zhu coins and other money. The five-man soldiers who were keen on gambling even put their two-foot swords on it.

Guo Jie was startled and looked around. No matter where he entered the locust tree forest, he would be seen by Wu Ren and the villagers.

Before Guo Jie could think of a way to get away quietly.

"Step aside!"

Wei Guang raised his head and shouted, "Cao Guo, go and look for the villagers who don't have a family register. Get out of the way and don't block Cao Guo's patrol."

He entertained actors and servants all day long and knew the temperaments of these low-class people very well.

Bully the soft and fear the hard.

The more arrogant Wei Guang became, the less likely the villagers were to provoke the officials in Chang'an.

If you act cautiously and in a negotiating tone, it will cause opposition from the residents.

Zhao He, the leader of the five men, saw a group of people approaching aggressively, trying to pass through the locust tree forest and head towards the weaving house in the southeast corner of the inner wall.

"Fu Ji?"

Zhao He held the hilt of his two-foot-long sword, blocking the way and frowning. "Behind the locust tree forest is the villa of Zhao Shiyuan, where his family lives. We are wandering knights who eat under Zhao Shiyuan's tutelage. No one, not even the officials of the government office, can trespass there without permission."

The shouting of gambling stopped abruptly.

One by one, the warriors and villagers stood up, holding two-foot swords, and many of them held hunting bows in their hands.

Block the rammed earth path and don't let anyone pass.

Behind the crowd, a copper cauldron was hung on a centuries-old locust tree, and a group of five men were holding gongs, ready to strike the cauldron at any time.

Upon hearing this, Wei Guang was furious: "He's just a guard dog, how dare he stop the official from the official temple!"

Guo Jie's face turned cold.

He has encountered this situation before.

The property management of some high-end residential communities treat the communities as private territory, blocking law enforcement vehicles from entering, which brings great difficulties to law enforcement work.

Some deadbeats deliberately refuse to pay back their debts, and use the wages owed to workers to live a life of luxury. They are proud of having swallowed up the workers' hard-earned money, and show off everywhere, claiming that they have profited from the blood of the workers.

Law enforcement officers went to the high-end residential complex where the deadbeat lived to check the cash and luxury goods in the house to pay back the workers' hard-earned money, but were stopped by the property management of the high-end residential complex.

This group of stupid and bad property managers took advantage of the developed public opinion in the information society and took out their mobile phones to shoot videos.

They used moral kidnapping through violent law enforcement to threaten law enforcement officers, delaying their entry into the residential complex and causing the deadbeats to transfer their property in a timely manner.

While Zhao He was stopping Guo Jie, a thief-looking villager sneaked away and ran towards the weaving house.

The villager ran to inform the steward of the weaving house that the officials from the government had arrived, and quickly took all the women away from Wushili and hid in a loess gully that no one knew about.

Zhao He had a look of contempt on his face. Not to mention a mere Gongcao, even if Zhang Tang came, he wouldn't be able to find a single person.

"boom!"

Guo Jie kicked Zhao He in the stomach, grabbed his bun, and dragged him in front of him: "Do you think I dare not hit someone in public?"

Can’t enforce the law violently?

nonexistent.

The Han Dynasty is not the modern era, and the court law enforcement officers cannot be stopped at the door with just a word of violent law enforcement.

"Ah! Broken limbs!"

Zhao He clutched his stomach and screamed, "According to Han law, officials cannot assault others at will. I hold the rank of a public official, and breaking a limb is a serious crime. Do you want to be punished with torture?"

Han Dynasty laws prohibited officials from using their power to beat people at will: If anyone beat or insulted an official in connection with county affairs, he would be punished. If the person beaten or insulted was a rank above rank, or if an official beat or insulted a rank of "Five Great Officials" or above in connection with county affairs, they would all be tattooed and forced to work as rice pounders in the city.

This means that if an official beats or scolds a clerk for no reason, he will be sentenced to life imprisonment. If the person who beats or scolds is a clerk of a higher rank, that is, a clerk with a salary of more than 100 stones, or a military rank of five great officials or above, he will first be tattooed on the face and then sentenced to work in the city as a thief.

Guo Jie beat Zhao He, a military officer, without reason and was sentenced to life imprisonment.

"Nai?"

Guo Jie touched his smooth chin and sneered, "I have long been a criminal sentenced to death. Oh, no, I have redeemed myself and can continue to serve as an official in the government."

Recruiting criminal officials to serve as subordinates is a serious stain on a senior official in the officialdom.

In the entire Chang'an, only the cruel official Zhao Yu did not care about the stain of recruiting criminal officials.

Skillful.

Zhao Yu happened to be Guo Jie's superior official.

"you"

Zhao He remembered an incident in which Guo Jie sentenced Princess Pingyang to death, which made his face turn red with frustration.

I couldn't utter a word for a moment.

"boom!"

Guo Jie suddenly stomped his white leather-shod right foot hard on Zhao He's neck. He smirked and said, "You all saw it. This man, holding a two-foot sword, was trying to kill the county temple official, but was caught red-handed by me."

"puff!"

Zhao He's neck was broken, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and died at Guo Jie's feet.

Killing in public!
Wu Ren and the villagers were in an uproar.

Guo Jie actually killed Gongshi Zhao He in public!

"How dare you kill Zhao He, who holds the title of Gongshi Jun."

"Report to the authorities! Report to the authorities immediately! Send the murderer Guo Jie to the government temple for questioning!"

"Hurry and knock on the cauldron to inform all the villagers that someone is trying to break into the weaving house!"

Wei Guang kept staring at the villagers holding the brass drumsticks next to the copper cauldron. Just as he raised his hand to hit the copper cauldron hard.

With a whoosh, a feathered arrow flew out from the eight-stone bow and hit the villager in the face, killing him in public.

The villager screamed, fell to the ground and turned into a corpse.

"call out!"

"what!"

The resident who was slipping away had already walked 150 steps away when he was hit by an arrow in the back and fell to the ground, becoming the second corpse.

Wei Guang killed two people in public.

The ferocity of Guo Jie and others.

He also had amazing archery skills that allowed him to kill villagers from a distance of 150 steps.

The dozens of soldiers and villagers present were shocked and stared blankly at Guo Jie, who was stepping on a corpse with his white leather shoes.

There is also Wei Guang holding a huge eight-stone bow.

Dozens of Wu people and villagers were silent, their legs in trousers and stockings trembling constantly, and they almost collapsed to the ground.

"Wei Tiqi!"

Su Jian was also shocked and said urgently, "You shouldn't kill people in public. If the Right Secretary denies that these villagers are bandits, you will be guilty of a serious crime punishable by beheading and public execution. These idiots took your life, and how can you repay them?"

The purpose of this trip to Wushili was to save the lives of his wife and children.

If Wei Guang’s life is harmed.

Su Jian will never be able to repay the guilt he feels in his entire life.

"It doesn't matter."

Wei Guang reached into his quiver and pulled out a feathered arrow, then handed it over, saying cheerfully, "Do you know why my brother-in-law didn't use his sword to chop off the leader's head, but instead crushed his neck with his foot?"

Su Jian looked confused.

When he saw that the arrow's tip was made of stone, not gold or iron.

Su Jian seemed to be lost in thought, as if he had thought of something.

"Fight each other!"

Wei Guang looked at Guo Jie with eyes filled with admiration. "Even if the Right Secretary of the Interior doesn't admit that these villagers are bandits, he must admit that both sides fought each other. My sister-in-law and I didn't use any metal. I will only sentence one of them to death."

Su Jian suddenly turned his head and looked at Guo Jie with a look of astonishment.

Is this also okay for a public one?

Su Jian suddenly remembered a rumor that a minor official named Guo Jie turned the magistrate of Maoling into a human pig, and in the end he was only punished with endurance torture.

Anyone who can read will know that this is impossible.

The Maoling Ling was the chief official of the emperor's mausoleum.

He was turned into a miserable human pig.

Guo Jie was doomed to be beheaded and thrown into the streets.

Su Jian now thinks about it and sees the scene before him.

It’s probably true!

This this.
Guo Jie simply played with the Han laws in all kinds of ways!
"Take the hemp rope and tie up these villagers."

Guo Jie found hemp ropes, tied up dozens of Wu men and villagers, and drove them towards the weaving house. "First, lock these people up in the weaving house. Then find Su Jian's wife Ying and his sons Su Jia and Su Wu. Then rush back to Yanmen and capture Zhao Tuo to buy time."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Suddenly, a cauldron was knocked at the door of the ammunition room near the inner gate. Zhao Tingzhang found an excuse to go to the toilet and slipped out to look for Guo Jie.

When Captain Zhao discovered the body in the small house, he was shocked and immediately ran to the door of the ammunition room and knocked on the cauldron.

The sound spread throughout Wushili.

The place, which was filled with the noise of gambling, suddenly became quiet, and all the residents turned their heads to look at the neighbors.

"Oh no! There are bandits!"

"Pick up the weapons at home and hurry to the Hell Gate."

"Hide inside the Hell Gate and wait for the nearby powerful people to come over after the beacon fire is over."

Guo Jie had successively killed many powerful people, including the Yuan family of Yangdi, Jia Ziguang of Nanyang, Qiu Jing of Nandao, and the Wan family of Liushi. He had frightened the powerful people and had already discussed a countermeasure.

If Guo Jie were to enter the neighborhood without permission, they would immediately raise the beacon and all the powerful people in the nearby area would bring their men over.

Gathering thousands of people in such a short period of time would mean death for not only one Guo Jie but even ten Guo Jies.

"boom!"

The residents of Wushili quickly gathered inside, and as the heavy gate of Yama closed, the five men on the inner wall began to burn the accumulated firewood.

The alarm signals at the frontier were beacons during the day and torches at night.

Watches, smoke and drums are also used to assist.

The village does not need to go through so much trouble. It only needs to burn some firewood to notify all the nearby villages.

A powerful man saw the burning firewood in the direction of Wushili and was shocked. He immediately rang the cauldron and led his clansmen armed with weapons to rush to Wushili.

The nearby loess gullies raised a large amount of dust, which was all from the powerful clansmen who were rushing to Wushili in a hurry.

Densely packed.

The winding ravines were filled with people wearing kimono.

"not good!"

Zhao Tuo's face turned stern. He stared at Chong Huangrou, who was kneeling in the guest room, and gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't come here to buy the coarse linen, you wanted to kill the host Zhao family!"

"Ah!"

Chong Huangrou drew her two-foot sword, stood up, and sneered, "You know too late. Come, follow me to the Hell Gate and order the Zhao clan to open it and surrender. Otherwise, I will turn you into a pile of dry bones today."

Zhao Tuo knew that the Insect King was good at fighting and swordplay, and that in the entire Chang'an, only Lei Bei could stop him.

No one among the five warriors could withstand the two-foot sword in Chong Huangrou's hand.

Guo Jie was no longer the village chief he used to be. With Chong Huangrou's sharp sword, no powerful group could hold him back.

"You can kill Weng."

Zhao Tuo knelt behind the table, not wanting to resist. "So many powerful people in the Chang'an area have died at the hands of Guo Jie. Do you think the powerful people are all fools and defenseless?"

He said calmly: "In an hour at most, thousands of people will rush over, and no one will be able to escape. In addition..."

A ruthless look crossed Zhao Tuo's face. "The powerful people have already agreed that if Guo Jie breaks into the gathering place and attempts to kill his entire clan, we will immediately burn down the warehouses and make his trip in vain. He will gain nothing."

If I lose my life, what do I need corn, money or silk for?

Chong Huangrou's face changed, knowing that Zhao Tuo was forcing her to make a decision.

Capture Zhao Tuo.

It’s better to keep the warehouse.

"boom!"

Chong Huangrou kicked over the table, rushed out of the guest room, and ran towards the warehouse. Before the warehouse was burned, she blocked the door of the boudoir to prevent the Zhao family from burning down the warehouse.

At the latest by evening, Yi Zong would arrive with a large number of thief catchers and prison officials.

It depends on who arrives first.

Yi Zong arrived first.

(End of this chapter)