Dressed as a little farmer's lucky treasure, God sends blessings and asks for forgiveness

Everyone: Skinny monkey? That's really fitting, it really looks like a skinny monkey.

When Wang Batian saw the yamen runner, his face twitched unconsciously and he walked forward with a servile smile.

"Sir, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. My mother vomited and had diarrhea after eating his bamboo shoots. You said I'm here to argue with her, it's nothing serious."

"Yes, yes, it's no big deal. At worst we won't cause any trouble." The skinny monkey limped over and said.

Wang Batian winked at the skinny monkey. The two had a tacit understanding for so long that the skinny monkey immediately realized what was going to happen.

"Oh, officer, look how they beat me up, and I haven't settled the score with them yet. My legs are almost broken, and my waist is sprained. And he (pointing at Wang Batian), his eyes were blackened. Do we look like troublemakers?" The skinny monkey looked at the bailiff with a bitter face.

Everyone: It really doesn’t look like that. How could someone hit himself so badly?

But it is what it is.

The bailiff was also a little confused.

I looked at the people around me, trying to tell from their faces who was lying.

"Sir, there is really nothing wrong with my bamboo shoots. They are just looking for trouble on purpose. They have to compensate me for the loss. Those injuries were caused by them wanting to hit me but failed and ended up hitting themselves and falling. It has nothing to do with me. If you don't believe me, you can ask others." Zhao Guocheng didn't want to be the scapegoat.

These two people beat themselves up like this and they still want him to take the blame. Bah! They are just wishful thinking.

The bailiff's gaze shifted from Zhao Guocheng's face to everyone's face.

Sure enough, everyone nodded in agreement, and someone even whispered that it was indeed true, and that the two men had beaten themselves into that state.

Zhao Guocheng really didn't do anything. Everyone was watching, and it was obvious that he was an honest man.

When Zhao Shiying saw the bailiffs coming, she crossed her arms across her chest, with an expression of watching a show.

At this moment, she was placed on the ox cart by Zhao Shimin. Zhao Shimin was tired of carrying her, so she put her down to rest for a while, but one hand still held Zhao Shiying's arm to help her sit steadily.

All eyes are looking in the same direction.

Zhao Shisheng and Zhao Shihui were already standing beside Wang Ronghua.

"Take them all away. If you have anything to say, go back and tell the village head." The bailiff looked at Wang Batian and Shouhou and became impatient.

This month alone, I have to deal with no less than a hundred trivial matters, more than a dozen of which are related to these two people.

When the bailiffs saw Wang Batian and the other man, they felt so overwhelmed that they wanted to turn around and leave.

Because the yamen runners had no way to deal with them, they basically made a big deal out of a small matter, and since they had connections above them, they could rest easy.

This is also the reason why Wang Batian is called Wang Batian.

Wang Batian had no choice but to follow, but he thought the village head would not dare to do anything to him.

Zhao Guocheng was a little worried at this time. It is said that the people do not fight with businessmen, businessmen do not fight with officials, officials do not fight with politics, and the people are even less likely to fight with officials. He felt that this was not good.

[Mother, that bastard has a backer, the village chief doesn't dare to do anything to him, let's go to the town government office to take a look, I haven't seen it yet.] Zhao Shiying seemed to be in a playful mood and said happily.

"This is no joke, don't make things complicated." Wang Ronghua said with his head down.

But he still packed up his things and drove the ox cart to the yamen.

The person in charge of this yamen is the head of the village, not the county magistrate. Wang Batian is the brother of the county magistrate's concubine, so the head of the village is very troubled.

This month, Wang Batian alone caused more than ten troubles.

The group went to the yamen in a mighty procession.

Some people who loved to join in the fun quickly packed up their stalls and followed the others to the government office. They stopped doing business. Who wouldn’t like to watch the fun?

Many people flocked to the yamen.

Zhao Shiying will be held by Wang Ronghua.

All the things were put into the ox cart, and the children and she sat in the cart. Zhao Guocheng drove the cart and followed behind the yamen runners, Wang Batian and others.

The town government office.

Wang Batian came out not long after he was brought in.

Zhao Guocheng and his family were still inside.

He was not worried about having someone to help watch over the ox cart, but he was worried about how to solve the problem.

After the village head asked clearly, he obviously knew that it was Wang Batian who deliberately blackmailed, because Wang Batian's mother was chatting with someone yesterday, and then forced someone to be a matchmaker and ask her to find a wife for her son Wang Batian.

I want to ask the village head how he knew that.

Because the village head's wife was the one who was dragged aside by Wang Batian's mother to chat for an entire afternoon and was forced to act as a matchmaker. After she came back, she was so angry that she made trouble for the village head, which made the village head very angry. He almost got calluses on his ears from being nagged.

In the past, when it came to Wang Batian, the village chiefs would either keep things to themselves or just let it go, or just let the people pay some money to settle the matter.

After seeing Zhao Guocheng this time, the head of the village, for some reason, actually asked Wang Batian to compensate Zhao Guocheng for his loss with one or two taels of silver.

This confused Wang Batian.

After confirming it, he angrily threw out a tael of silver and left, without paying any attention to the head of the village.

Zhao Guocheng was confused and when he left the yamen he still hadn't figured out what was going on.

Zhao Shiying pursed her lips when she saw the tael of silver in her father's hand.

Just one or two taels of silver may seem a bit too little, but as the saying goes, one should not eat too much. One or two taels of silver seems to be a lot for these farmers.

My mother was very happy when she dug up one or two taels of silver last time.

"Dad, let's go home quickly. I'm scared." Zhao Shihui pulled Zhao Guocheng's sleeve.

"Yes, go home quickly, this government office is too scary, never come here again." Wang Ronghua felt goose bumps all over her body.

Just now they witnessed a scene of fighting between officials and the people.

It was too scary and not something ordinary people like them could bear to see. Even though they had this little ounce of silver to calm their nerves, it seemed like it couldn't help.

They'd better go home quickly. They can't afford any more trouble.

Zhao Guocheng looked at the children, nodded, thanked the person who helped watch the ox cart, and drove the ox cart away.

This incident opened the eyes of the people in the town.

It also made the village head's reputation spread faster. You know, some people used to know that the village head and Wang Batian were in cahoots.

Unexpectedly, the common people would be in the right this time and were actually compensated with one or two taels of silver. This made the people in the town feel that the head of the village was very fair.

Reflect on whether the previous rumors were false?