Rebirth: Phoenix Riding the Ninth Heaven

The lawyer took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then asked calmly, "Who is the person standing below? Tell me your name quickly! If you have any grievances, tell me the truth." The old man fell to his knees with a plop, his face full of pain, and said in a trembling voice, "Your Excellency, my name is Chen Mao, and I live in Shilipo, about ten miles away from here.

Normally, I make a living at home, herding and farming. However, a few days ago, something catastrophic happened. Suddenly, a group of police officers arrived and, without explanation, insisted that my flock of sheep was sick and forcibly took them away for disposal. Naturally, I refused to comply, as these sheep were my family's only means of survival. I pleaded desperately, but the police officers wouldn't listen. Without a word, they started beating and kicking me.

"I'm old and frail, so I couldn't stand it. I was beaten so hard I couldn't fight back. Even worse, they even beat my underage son, breaking his leg. "Sir, please help me! These sheep are my family's only wealth and livelihood. If we lose them, how will my injured son and I survive?" At this point, the old man broke down in tears, grief-stricken.

The lawyer frowned, listening to the old man's story with an impatient expression. Finally, unable to contain his inner irritation any longer, he interrupted, "Alright! You keep saying your sheep have bayberry disease, but what evidence do you have to prove it? If every owner with sick sheep is like you, deliberately concealing the condition to protect their sheep, or even lying that the sheep are fine, then...

If a major epidemic were to occur, would you be able to shoulder the responsibility?" "With that, the lawyer slammed the gavel and raised his voice, slamming, "Stop fooling around here and go home! Considering this is your first offense, I will not pursue your punishment. But if you still don't know what's good for you and continue to make trouble here, don't blame me for disturbing the court. I'll drag you out and give you twenty lashes of the cane!"

Upon hearing these words, the old man felt as if struck by five thunderbolts simultaneously. He stood there frozen, trembling uncontrollably, his face as pale as a sheet of paper. He felt a surge of resentment and resentment, yet facing the awe-inspiring master, he could offer no rebuttal. Ultimately, he could only helplessly cover his face with his hands and sob, venting his endless frustration and deep sense of helplessness.

At this moment, upon hearing these words, the young man's brow furrowed tightly, a deep "川" (Chuan) streaking across his forehead. He pondered to himself, "How could they act so rashly? Without a thorough interrogation or a thorough investigation of the entire matter, they have already rushed to a conclusion. What can we do?"

"Thinking of this, the young man could no longer suppress his inner anxiety and worry, and he stepped forward involuntarily, clasped his fists and bowed, saying: "Your Excellency, please forgive my presumptuous advice. This matter concerns the well-being of many people, and we must not make rash decisions! I implore Your Excellency to collect evidence and conduct an in-depth investigation, and never let the innocent people feel disheartened and disappointed!" After saying this, the young man raised his head, looking at the official in front of him earnestly and firmly, expecting the other party to seriously consider his advice.

When the lawyer heard this, his anger instantly erupted like a volcano! He slammed the mahogany table next to him, making a loud "bang" sound that shook the entire courtroom. Then, he stared at the person in front of him with his eyes wide open, shouting, "Who the hell are you?

How dare you so boldly disrupt the order in this court! I've been an official for many years, and I've seen countless people like you acting recklessly and recklessly! I've made at least eight, if not ten, false accusations like this! How dare you speak so brazenly here, openly questioning my decision? Where does your confidence come from? Come on! Drag this man out immediately and give him twenty lashes of the cane! Ask him if he dares to raise any objection to my decision in this court again!

The young man stared intently at the group of yamen runners gradually surrounding him. They all had fierce glares on their faces, clubs in hand, and looked menacing and arrogant. A raging rage suddenly ignited within the young man, and a strong feeling of unwillingness welled up within him. "Fine, fine!" the young man said, his eyes wide open and his teeth gnashing. "Since you are so aggressive and unreasonable, I will no longer show you any mercy!"

At this time, one of the yamen runners shouted loudly: "You ignorant boy, you dare to openly disobey the government order and speak wildly to slander the adults. You are simply committing a heinous crime! We must catch you today and punish you severely!" After that, the yamen runners rushed towards the young man from all directions like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

In the blink of an eye, a yamen runner rushed over to the young man, extending a strong, powerful hand, aiming for his face. However, the young man remained undeterred, dodging the attack with ease. Then, taking advantage of the situation, he struck out, firmly grasping the outstretched wrist, yanking it forward, and using the momentum to pivot, delivering a beautiful counter-throw, sending the runner crashing to the ground.

Seeing this, the other yamen runners quickened their pace, brandishing their tightly grasped wooden clubs and striking fiercely at the boy's head. In an instant, the shadows of the clubs clung to the boy's head, and the wind whistled. But the boy's reaction was extremely nimble. He quickly turned sideways, dodging the series of fierce attacks with the agility of a ghost.

The young man flashed, weaving through the crowd like a ghost. His movements were like a whirlwind, dazzling the eyes. With a few muffled thuds, the usually arrogant yamen runners fell to the ground like sandbags, groaning in pain.

The runners lying on the ground, some clutching their stomachs, others hugging their knees, their groans rising and falling, a particularly harsh sound in this otherwise solemn hall. Meanwhile, the young man stood there calmly, his face devoid of fear.

At that moment, the old man standing nearby turned pale as a sheet, as if he had witnessed something horrifying. His legs gave way, and he stumbled, seemingly losing his balance as he ran toward the young man. As he approached, his calloused, rough hands trembled violently as he pushed and shoved at him, his mouth never idle, muttering incessantly: "Good man, good man! Please don't linger here any longer! The awful things I've encountered are not worth the risk! If I put you in trouble or even imprisoned because of you, I'd be a true criminal! Please leave! The farther you go, the better!"

Although people like them have experienced similar things many times, they still retain a trace of kindness in their hearts. Therefore, even at the bottom of society, they still have a beautiful wish - that those kind-hearted people can be rewarded, just like accidentally catching a glimpse of a faint but hopeful light in the dark abyss.

The young man looked up and saw that many people's faces were filled with concern for his safety, their worries evident in their expressions. In an instant, a surge of heroic spirit surged through his heart like a surging wave, rising thousands of feet into the sky!

With his blood boiling, how could he care about anything else? He reached out and grabbed the badge hanging on his waist, took a big step, and rushed towards the table where the master was sitting like a gust of wind.

Seeing this, the lawyer was horrified, his face pale, and he involuntarily stepped back repeatedly, shouting, "Help! Help!" However, his cries for help were of no use. Just then, the once-dignified yamen runners had already been beaten to the ground by this brave and fearless young man. Each one was struggling in agony to get up, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't.

The master was so frightened that he huddled beside his chair, hugging himself tightly with both hands, as if this would bring him some sense of security. He shivered as he retreated into the corner, shouting in a timid voice, "You bold lunatic! Do you know that I am a member of the imperial court? How dare you hit me? This is simply an act of rebellion!"

According to the law, you should be charged with treason. Not only will your body be torn into pieces, but your entire clan will also be implicated!" Although the master kept threatening and intimidating the young man, his trembling voice and panic-stricken expression completely exposed his deep fear, so much so that he simply did not have the courage to move from the chair.

The young man's lips curled up slightly, revealing a scornful smile. He casually dropped the gleaming golden badge on the worn wooden table with a thud. He lowered his voice and spoke threateningly, "Open your eyes wide and give me a good look at what this thing is! If you dare to make such a reckless judgment like you did just now, I'll make you pay for it!"

Upon hearing these words, the legal advisor began to tremble uncontrollably, his face instantly turning pale. Trembling and trembling, he approached the table in small, shaky steps, his eyes fixed on the plaque that read "The Prince's Mansion," as if he had witnessed something utterly terrifying. Suddenly, there was a thud, and the legal advisor was so frightened that he fell to his knees. Beads of sweat streamed down his forehead, and his entire body trembled with fear.