The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 32 The super-sexy women's clothing boss (32)
Outside the courtyard, the old nest in the front hall.

Amidst the flames soaring into the sky, the bandit lair, which was still beaming just now, was burned out.

A group of bandits and officers and soldiers were so angry that they even followed behind many unarmed ordinary people. They were dressed in commoner clothes and rushed up with hoes and sticks.

The grievances have been accumulated for a long time, and they probably need to vent.

"Master Ji, look at the people behind you. Do you think that you can maintain the balance and maintain the situation in the court?" Xiao Zifan looked at the overall situation and the people rushing to kill, his eyes were red, "Back then You taught me that what the people want is that water can carry a boat or overturn it, and that everything depends on the people, and there is no need to be afraid of the powerful. What about now? There are people from the capital behind this bandit, so you dare not go up?! You Have you forgotten what you taught me?"

Xiao Zifan scolded Ji Zhengqing beside him with red eyes. Ji Zhengqing was his teacher. After leaving the capital, his mother invited him to teach in Yizhou Houfu.

Many principles are taught by Ji Zhengqing, and the content of the teaching is like Ji Zhengqing's name, Zhengqing!
But now, the one who is sorry for the name is the teacher himself.

"Master Xiao, it's because the old man is cowardly." Ji Zhengqing sighed, he didn't call himself "the official" again, and after Monk Xi solved it this time, he would resign and leave.

I have lost my heart, and there is no way to stick to it.

It's better to keep the last bit of conscience and educate future generations.

Ji Zhengqing's eyes were also full of water. For many years, he wanted to eradicate this place, and the lives of many innocent people were buried here, but he, a parent official, was unable to avenge them!

Thinking of it, Ji Zhengqing felt guilty in his heart.

He was in tears, squatting on the ground holding up a pile of loess, and said to Xiao Zifan: "It's just that you should be more careful when you return to Beijing this time."

"This Marquis is clear." Seeing that the overall situation had been settled, but Monk Xi hadn't seen anyone yet, Xiao Zifan felt even more anxious.

Ji Zhengqing is a literati, and he was beaten up in his early years, which left him with the root cause of his illness, so he could only watch from the back line.Seeing Xiao Zifan's expression, he guessed that Xiao Zifan couldn't hold back, and said, "Master Hou, go ahead and take the head of that monk Xi! I am on behalf of the people of Xishan, thank you."

Xiao Zifan glanced at Ji Zhengqing, Ji Zhengqing was no longer what he used to be, his back was a little hunched, and his temples were already grey.Mingming Ji Zhengqing was about the same age as his father, but now he looked more than ten years older than his father, and the emotions in his eyes became complicated for a while.

It turns out that the teacher is old...

Xiao Zifan gave Ji Zhengqing a firm look, drew his sword and rushed into the crowd with a pair of men and horses!
When the dust settled, all the bandits except those lying on the ground became prisoners.

The leader kneeling is the second master of the Xishan bandits.He held his head, without any fear, and looked like he was not afraid of death, "If you have the ability, you kill Lao Tzu, what do you look at? Our big boss is not here, and he is still dying inside!"

Xiao Zifan clenched his fist, raised his hand and punched him!
The second head was beaten to the side, and a mouthful of blood was broken on the ground. With a smile on his face, he turned his head and said to Xiao Zifan: "Hahaha, there are many people who died at my hands, and my life is worth it." That's right! By the way, the person brought by the head of the family this time is really a good guy, but it's a pity that everyone hasn't enjoyed it yet."

Xiao Zifan suppressed his anger, his body trembled slightly, pointed at the second head, gritted his teeth and said: "Drag it on, Xishan villagers, deal with it yourself! The rest, follow me into the backyard!"

Xiao Zifan almost trembled when he said the last sentence.

He is afraid.

(End of this chapter)