Rise From the Humble

At the foot of the imperial city, there is infinite prosperity.

The bright sunshine shines brightly on the capital, and the red bricks and green tiles are filled with light. Shops, workshops, and wine shops line both sides of the streets. The vendors setting up stalls in front of the stores add to the excitement of the capital. There is an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, including pedestrians with their children, drivers driving their cars to deliver goods, people stopping at shops to select goods, and scholars chatting and laughing with their confident smiling faces, all of which reflect the prosperous age of the Ming Dynasty.

Ta, Ta, Ta

There was a rhythmic sound of footsteps in a small alley leading to the street, and then a cool person appeared in everyone's sight. Then the bustling street suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify.

"Ouch, what's going on!"

"Damn, that's awesome, my brother."

"Gee, my eyes, these people."

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the popular man who appeared on the street. They were stunned and couldn't say a few words for a long time. Then he pointed and pointed, and the street suddenly boiled up.

In everyone's sight, at the corner of the alley leading to the street, a figure appeared, with his bohemian hairstyle, his clothes without a belt, his majestic steps, and his bare feet stepping on the ground powerfully. The big feet, the belt wrapped around the hands.

So cool

It is simply the killer of Ming Dynasty!

then

Eight more similar killers appeared one after another around the corner, appearing in a long queue on the street. One kill had little impact, but the impact of a row of kills was not a simple addition, but Growing exponentially, this neat and orderly row of killers captured the attention of everyone on the street as soon as they appeared.

Sha Matt with a swollen nose and face, coupled with the supervisor with a knife on his side, added to his attractiveness.

What's going on?

Lynching in broad daylight? Is this a big family punishing their subordinates? Or what happened?

People were pointing and talking.

Without leaving people confused for a long time, Zhu Pingan walked out from behind the team to kill Matt, walked to the front, bowed his hands to the people who were talking about it, and said: "Dear fellow villagers, my name is Zhu Pingan. I live in Xicheng District. Today, I got up early and left the house. After breakfast, I went for a walk in a nearby alley. Then these gangsters robbed me of my belongings without any reason. They thought I had too few belongings and threatened to break my legs. They also threatened to break my legs. He broke three legs and was really ruthless. If it weren't for the few strong men around me who passed by to save me, I, Zhu Ping'an, would never have come back today!"

When the barefoot eight people heard the words, they all looked at Zhu Pingan like fighting cocks. Whoever robbed you of your belongings, who thought you were short of money, why are you talking nonsense and not writing drafts! However, the cold touch of the hunting knife coming from their waists made them very interesting and did not speak.

After Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, he specifically asked several barefoot killers, "Did you just block me in the alley?", "Did you say you were going to break my legs?" "Did you say you were going to break my legs?" Break two legs?", "Did you say you want to break three legs?"

On the one hand, the three questions asked by Zhu Ping'an were all true. On the other hand, because of the eager gazes of the Orions next to them, several barefoot killers nodded vigorously in agreement.

After they nodded, Zhu Pingan walked up to two of them, reached out and took out some things from their arms, including a bag of broken silver, a hairpin, a writing brush, an inkstone, and a volume of ancient books. It was obvious that they were all Not their stuff.

Facts speak louder than words. How can people doubt what they have seen with their own eyes.

"It turns out he is really a gangster!"

"It's really unscrupulous, stealing other people's things, and breaking their three legs!"

"This is to let people cut off their children and grandchildren. It's really cruel and merciless. You deserve it!"

People's public opinion suddenly turned towards Zhu Ping'an, with all kinds of indignation towards the barefoot eight, and applause for their current situation.

Zhu Ping'an bowed his hands to everyone again, and continued: "Thank you all for your concern. Today, I, Zhu Ping'an, was lucky enough to be saved by some brave men. But next time, and next time, good luck will always be with me." Today it’s me, Zhu Ping’an, who will it be next time? Who will it be next time?”

"The existence of these ruffians has seriously threatened our personal safety! No one wants to have their property robbed and three legs broken just after breakfast, right?"

"As the saying goes, there is heaven above, and there is Shuntian below. We Shuntian people live at the foot of the imperial city. We Shuntian people are not afraid of honor and disgrace, have a peaceful atmosphere, are full of a sense of justice, are warm-hearted, understand etiquette, justice and shame, and do things with dignity and reason. . But these people have no sense of propriety, justice or shame. They get something for nothing and enjoy it. What they do is inhumane. Their actions discredit our Shuntian!"

"So, in order to prevent my fellow villagers from repeating my tragedy, and to prevent these people from smearing the face of us Shuntian people, today I, Zhu Ping'an, will turn these ruffians to the government and give us a bright future."

Zhu Pingan spoke impassionedly, as if he was from Shuntian, and his accent was full of the local dialect.

"well said."

“We can’t let these scums smear our Suncheon anymore.”

"Okay, these people should be sent to the government to receive punishment."

"These people have no bottom line. They are smearing our imperial city! They should be escorted to the government. Well done, we support them."

The onlookers expressed their support one after another. Zhu Ping'an's words made them agree. No one wants to be robbed or beaten while eating breakfast. Besides, we are the people at the foot of the imperial city, and we represent the face of Ming Dynasty. We cannot let these scum Disgraced our face! Moreover, Zhu Ping'an's move to turn him over to the government won their trust in one fell swoop.

A bright mirror hangs high, and a mountain of ironclad evidence.

People in ancient times were afraid of the government, and those who dared to see the officials had a clear conscience.

Next, Zhu Pingan asked Liu Dadao to buy a piece of rice paper and an ink pad from a nearby study. He wrote down the case on the rice paper, signed his name, read it in front of everyone, and pressed his thumb on the ink pad. on the phone, and then put his fingerprint on the name.

Liu Dadao took it and asked the eight barefooted ones to put their fingerprints on it one by one.

"Count me in."

"And I."

Inspired by Zhu Pingan's words of "full of justice and warm-hearted", the onlookers also spontaneously stepped forward and left their fingerprints on the rice paper, one, two, dozens, and nearly a hundred.

Soon, the handprints of nearly a hundred people were left on the rice paper, a large red fingerprint.

"Thank you, thank you folks. If you are causing trouble to your folks, please supervise them. I, Zhu Ping'an, will escort them to the government."

Zhu Pingan put away the rice paper with satisfaction, folded it and put it in his arms, thanked everyone and asked them to supervise.