The next morning.

Cao Hua woke up in a mansion of Baizhang, put on a silver military uniform and a gauze hat under the service of Yutang Luzhu, and headed to the Diankuisi Yamen in a carved chariot carried by eight people.

The Black Feather Guard was waiting at the door early, and stood neatly outside the gate by pressing the official sword in his hand.

Han'er had long forgotten the matter of serving the bed, and returned to her former cold appearance, holding a long sword in her hand and staring at everyone with a cold look.

I haven't been to the Diankuisi Yamen for a long time, but Cao Hua was a little unfamiliar. Sitting on the carved chariot and turning his head to look, it was very different from the past.

The cold Wu'an Marquis Mansion is now full of people, and the servants and maids are standing respectfully at the door, watching the master go to work.

Because it was the first time, Zhao Tianluo dressed up grandly and stood at the gate in a palace dress. He really smelled like "the wind was whistling and the Yishui was cold, and the heroes never returned once they left."

Cao Hua shook his head and chuckled, raised his hand and greeted him, shaking to the half-street Denkuisi.

Li Bairen and Xu Ning, two deputy envoys, were training with the Black Feather Guard, and the fist was like a tide and the tiger was full of wind.

Seeing him coming in, more than a thousand people immediately surrendered.

In order to welcome the reinstatement of the governor, Li Bairen shouted on the high platform with a wink, "Prepare, get up!"

Hei Yuwei sang a song at the top of his voice.

Jing Feng, who was with him, was shocked to see this scene for the first time and came to Cao Hua to ask:

"Governor, who taught this song is really unpleasant."

“……”

Han'er and the dog legs were covered in cold sweat, and their eyes looked at Jing Feng as if they were looking at the dead.

Only you know how ugly it sounds?

Who can teach me how to sing even though I know it’s ugly?

Cao Hua was quite embarrassed and thought for a while: "Well... I taught you."

"Ouch!"

Jing Feng slapped his thighs and looked full of admiration: "As the saying goes, playing the piano against a cow, I really can't understand the elegance of this song..."

Look, what a straightforward man in the past, he has only been here for a few months. He has not learned anything and has perfected his flattery skills.

"Excessive award."

Cao Hua raised his hand and signaled not to sing and continued to practice, so he came to Diankuis's office.

The desk was not moved, and even the paper was no different from May. Han'er's desk was filled with case files, almost piled up into small hills.

Cao Hua sat behind the desk and asked casually: "Have you had anything happened recently?"

Han'er sorted out the case files on the desktop and thought a little bit: "The spies from Shu have heard news that a group of people have disappeared, and they don't know where to go, and it's normal for others to come."

Cao Hua nodded, and didn't take the matter from all over the world to heart.

After reading the case files over the past few months, there are all big and big things. Among them, he naturally knew that Han'er, the other small officials, also handled them according to his style of conduct, and did it perfectly and could not find any faults.

As for the firearms forged in Diankuis, the range of 100 steps cannot be mass-produced. Many ordinary hand guns have been made, and each guard has received one. However, in terms of convenience, it is still not as convenient as crossbow arrows. It is purely a reward situation and cannot play an immediate role.

After roughly reading the messy trivial matters, Cao Hua ordered a hundred Heiyu Guards and left the city to go to Luojiazhuang to do business.

The scene where Kyoto Tai Sui led the team out on the street was about the same number of times in the past few months. Suddenly, the people on the street were stunned for a little while, and they were in a mess after they reacted.

The Black Feather Guards are commonplace, but Jing Feng is a little embarrassed, thinking that it is too powerful and will harm the chivalrous spirit of the people in the martial arts world.

Cao Hua had no choice but to spread his hands on this, and he had no choice.

There are thousands of acres of fertile land near Luojiazhuang, mainly scattered with Luo. The Liu family’s tribe is called ‘Luojiazhuang’. Naturally, the Luo family occupied the majority, and 70% of the land belonged to the Luo family.

Yesterday, two families fought each other. He listened to him for a while and it was probably because the Luo family and the Liu family had changed a piece of land, but after the change, they found that they had been cheated.

The land of Luo's family was invincible and it was not enough to be fattened for a few years, so the Liu family regretted not wanting to change it, but a trivial matter was so bad that it was bloody. The Liu family was stubborn and believed it, and the official sentiment came over and couldn't resolve it.

It’s probably such a small thing. Using the Black Feather Guard is equivalent to killing a chicken and using a slaughter knife.

It is often said that it is difficult for a clean official to make a decision on family matters, and Cao Hua is not easy to make decisions about such a breakup, so he specially prepared a poem: "Thousands of miles of books are just for the wall, so why not let him have three feet...' Then the time comes to light up and mix.

More than a hundred black cavalrymen came outside Luojiazhuang. They thought they were still quarreling, but what they saw was shocked by Cao Hua.

"It's dead!"

"father-"

"You Luo family must not die well..."

A messy sound came, and a hemp rope was tied to it under the archway at the entrance of Luojiazhuang, and a figure in a robe hung on it, his neck was twisted and obviously hung.

A dozen men and women below cried and cried continuously. A young man was the most excited. His face turned red with a kitchen knife. He was pulled by other relatives and friends and didn't rush in.

In Luojiazhuang, dozens of tenants holding their hands stood inside and watched. Suddenly, they saw that the familiar old man Liu was dead, and they didn't know what to do.

The leader was an old man wearing a man's outer robe, with a gloomy face and his hands behind his back, looking at the relatives and friends of the Liu family: "Liu Wu, Old Man Liu's death has nothing to do with my Luo family. I was inexplicably hung at the entrance of my Luo family. I didn't go to cause trouble for you, but you scolded me for being a little sad!"

"Your Luo family bullies others with power. If it weren't for a piece of wasteland to exchange for my Liu family's good land, how could my father be angry to death?"

"It was him who agreed..."

There are constant quarrels and sorrows.

The Black Feather Guard rushed over, Han'er rushed forward and said loudly:

"Wu'an Hou arrived, kneel down for me!"

When the village saw a large group of cavalry rushing over, they stopped in an instant and hurriedly knelt inside and outside the village.

The Black Feather Guards were guarding all over the village, and the carriage stopped at the entrance of the village.

Cao Hua came outside Luojiazhuang and looked up at the corpse on the archway. He was an old man about 60 years old and was considered a long life in this era.

There are no scars on the body, so they must have been hung on the stone pierre of the archway.

After looking at it for a few seconds, I didn't see anything, so I looked at the Liu family:

"What's going on?"

Liu Wu, who was in charge, was the youngest son of the deceased. Although he had heard of Cao Taisui's reputation, the young people who farmed were in charge of these things. Seeing that he was a high-ranking official, he knelt on the ground and cried loudly:

"Sir, my father was deceived by Luo Jiameng and signed Tian Qi, but was later tampered with by Luo Jiazhuang..."

"You're swearing!"

Mr. Luo immediately became angry and hurriedly ran to Cao Hua to kneel down, saying sarcastically: "The little old man was wronged, Tian Qi signed it in black and white, and the Liu family regretted it later before slandering the little old man..."

"Okay, okay!"

Cao Hua waved his hand, looked at the big belly of the man, and stretched out his hand: "Is Tian Qi here? Show me."

Mr. Luo quickly took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it on both hands.

Seeing this, Han'er wanted to call the experts who accompanied him to check it out, but she didn't expect that the young master would just squint his eyes in the sun.

Cao Hua had never made fakes before, but he was even more real than real. Although he was not a profession for calligraphy, painting, painting, and painting, his requirements for details were almost harsh.

Tian Qi was obviously true, and he pressed his handprint.

Cao Hua came under the stone, raised his hand and pinched the corpse's thumb and compared it carefully, and there was no problem with the tight lines.

He looked carefully for a long time before he found a stroke of a character on the Tianqi. Due to time, there were subtle differences in the ink traces, which ordinary people could not see at all. He changed the "Daliang" to "Tianliang". The two places were about twenty miles apart, and I am afraid the problem lies in this place.

Seeing this, Cao Hua turned his head and looked at Mr. Luo:

"It's not a big deal, let's be honest."

Mr. Luo's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "The little old man is wronged..."

Cao Hua raised his hand gently.

The sound of sword drawing came one after another. More than a hundred black feather guards rushed into the village in an instant, pressing all the elders and young people of the Luo family to the ground, and putting the official sword on their necks.

Mr. Luo's voice of injustice came to an abrupt end, and he lay on the ground, trembling: "The old man knows the crime, I... I have some friendship with the Chief Wu County..."

Cao Hua threw Tian Qi to the ground and pointed to the corpse on it: "It's useless to have friendship with the king of heaven. How can you force someone to die and tell yourself that you can just be willing to take your life."

He wanted to follow the law, but the old man of the Liu family was hanged himself after all. At most, he would be beaten up for this matter, so it would be better to give the victims some financial compensation.

Mr. Luo's face turned pale. He dared to do something again. He said in a trembling voice: "Young man can compensate, but I really won't go back to that piece of land. It was the favorite of the adults in the city. The old man is just doing a favor..."

"That adult, speak up."

Cao Hua took a breath and asked Han'er to bring a chair over to sit down.

Mr. Luo hesitated for a little, but still gritted his teeth: "The old man didn't know that he was the adult, as the county magistrate Wu told me."

Since Cao Hua has taken care of it, he will take care of it to the end. He turned to Han'er and said, "Go and bring the one named Wu here."

"promise!"

Han'er immediately turned over and led more than ten black feather guards to speed away.

Crying sounds continued one after another, but without the resentment just now, everyone in the Liu family looked at the young marquis sitting in front of him with gratitude.

Jing Feng hesitated for a moment and walked up to him: "Governor, do you think you want to put the body down and ask the Liu family to find a place to bury it?"

Cao Hua shook his head: "How can I call for justice after taking it down? At the foot of the emperor, these princes and princes began to be lawless. If it hadn't been for the encounter yesterday, this matter would have been left unresolved."

Jing Feng felt that it was the same. Everyone was dead, and it was not bad for a while, so he stood beside him and waited quietly.

After about an hour, a pair of people ran over from the official road.

The middle-aged man wearing an official robe was tied up in all kinds of things, and was directly held in his hand by the Black Feather Guard, and kept crying out for justice.

To Cao Hua's surprise, Qi Yan, the housekeeper, also rode here sweating heavily, and kept talking to Han'er on the road.

Outside the Luojiazhuang, the tenant villager stood tremblingly inside and outside the village, and the crying of the elders and young people of the Liu family came one after another.

Mr. Luo knelt down and made Shi Chen's knees hurt, but he didn't dare to get up.

Han'er brought the man to Zhuangkou, looked unhappy, got off his horse and walked quickly to Cao Hua, leaning over and whispering:

"Young Master, the land belongs to our family..."

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Chapter completed!