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Tong Zhongqian: "The victims are mainly interested in knowing where the relief funds went. This is within the scope of my investigation, and only I can give them any promises."

Watching the approaching victims, Master Yan was at his wit's end. He sighed and said, "I will go with you. I'd be willing to sacrifice my life if I can calm the anger of the victims."

Because the prisoner had been replaced before, some of the yamen runners of the Ministry of Justice were now also suspected. Tong Zhongqian arranged for several confidants to guard the prisoner and those yamen runners, and then went forward with a group of officials.

He stood before the victims and shouted, "I am Tong Zhongqian, the Minister of Justice. I will explain to you the case of the embezzlement of disaster relief funds."

The victims were so furious that no one could hear him. Su Qin was squeezed into the crowd and was pushed forward.

Seeing Tong Zhongqian, she grabbed Wang Er, who was desperately trying to squeeze forward, and shouted, "That man is the Minister of Justice. I heard he's a good person. Let's hear what he says."

Wang Er nodded and shouted at the people around him to stop and listen calmly to what Tong Zhongqian was saying.

The victims were grouped together in groups. Most of those who were with them came from the same place, and they stayed together all the way. So when he shouted, the people around him stopped, and when some people stopped, more people stopped.

After all, we are all ordinary people and no one wants to fight with the officers and soldiers.

Tong Zhongqian kept repeating what he had just said loudly. When Zou Tai heard it, he asked the imperial guards to shout the same words. Gradually, more and more people stopped.

Of course, there were still some radical people holding up their weapons and shouting: "Don't listen to them, they are stalling for time and want to send troops to kill us."

"Yes, we can't listen to them. Officials are not good people. They are all corrupt officials."

"That's right. They're living a life of luxury in the city, while we're starving and freezing here. It's not fair. Let's go into the city now, grab some food, and have something to eat."

Soon many people were instigated and wanted to take further action.

Su Qin frowned as she looked at the people who were constantly stirring up the disaster victims, then asked Xu Chunshan in a low voice, "Uncle Xu, have you seen those people?"

Xu Chunshan carefully identified it and shook his head, "I haven't seen it before, but that's normal. There are so many people here, from all the counties. It's normal that I haven't seen it before."

Su Qin stared at those indignant people, she felt that something was not right.

The victims of the disaster were all simple people. Their simplest request was to have enough food to eat and for the court to take care of them. Since ancient times, everyone knew that the people would not fight against the officials. Unless they were forced into a desperate situation, no one would be willing to go against the court.

Now that someone is willing to give an explanation, the victims generally won't be like those few people who want to fight to the death as if they have some deep hatred.

She thought about it and started to squeeze over there. Wang Er saw that she wanted to leave and pulled her back in confusion: "Su Da, where are you going? There are so many people here, your little chicken body will be squeezed into a pulp."

Su Qin pointed to the people who were still shouting and said, "I just want to go over and ask them where they came from. They don't look like disaster victims."

Wang Er took a look and said, "I'm stronger than you. I'll go ask."

Su tiptoed close to his ear and whispered a few words of advice.

Wang Er nodded and started to squeeze over there. Wang Er was a tall and strong man. Even though he had been hungry for more than two months, he was still stronger than the other victims, so he quickly squeezed in front of those people.

He asked around, but found that few had seen the man who was shouting the loudest. Even if some knew him, they had only recently met him and had not followed him all the way from Chanzhou.

Wang Er squeezed in front of one of the people who was shouting the loudest and reached out to grab the man's hand that was holding the axe.

The man who was shouting passionately was suddenly grabbed by the hand. His subconscious reaction was to attack Wang Er with his backhand. Because there were so many people around and he couldn't move his hands and feet, he directly used his other hand to strangle Wang Er's neck.

Although Wang Er was startled, he did not resist. Instead, he pretended to be frightened and asked, "My fellow villager, what are you doing?"

The man was stunned, then looked at him warily. Although he didn't exert any force with his hands, he didn't let go either.

Xu Chunshan saw this from a distance and said to Su Qin anxiously, "Xiao Su, is Wang Er in danger?"

Su Qin was also nervous. She guessed that those people were not disaster victims, but she didn't know their true identities. If those people were the death squads raised by some people in the novel, they would be completely inhumane and would kill people directly when there was danger. In that case, not only Wang Er would be in danger, but even the disaster victims around him would be in danger.

The man stared into Wang Er's eyes and asked, "Why did you arrest me?"

Wang Er smiled innocently: "Nothing, it's just the adults talking. Let's listen to what they say first. After all, what we want is the silver, not to fight with others."

The man relaxed his guard and took his hand off Wang Er's neck. He glared at Wang Er with disdain and said, "What do you know? Those officials are no good. If you listen to them, you will only be sold out. You might as well fight them."

Wang Er was free, took two steps back, and suddenly asked, "Where are you from?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then glared at me: "Why do you care where I am from? What do you want to do?"

Wang Er suddenly pointed at the man and shouted, "He's not a disaster victim. He's trying to incite us to rebel against the government and have it kill us."

His shouting caused another uproar at the scene. The man quickly reached out to catch Wang Er, but Wang Er had already retreated and hidden in the crowd. He did not catch him, but was instead squeezed into the middle by the disaster victims next to him.

Someone asked him: "Are you a disaster victim? Where are you from?"

The man was squeezed in the middle and could only show a pitiful expression and said: "My fellow villagers, of course I am a disaster victim. I am from Dali Village, Wu County."

Wang Er didn't give him a chance to quibble: "He's not. Look at his hands. The calluses on his hands don't look like the hands of a farmer. They look more like the hands of someone who has been holding a knife all year round."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone went to pull the man's hand. The man's eyes changed and the knife in his hand went towards the victims next to him.

Wang Er shouted, "Be careful, he wants to kill someone."

The victims all had weapons in their hands, and the crowd was so crowded that the man couldn't move his weapons at all. Instead, he was hacked to death by the indignant victims next to him.

As the saying goes, no matter how good your kung fu is, you are still afraid of a kitchen knife. Soon the man was seriously injured.

Tong Zhongqian stopped him immediately when he saw the blood: "Stop it, leave him alive."

The victims finally stopped, and Zou Tai tried to squeeze in among them: "Give me the man! He's trying to start a riot and needs to be sent to the Ministry of Justice for trial."

The few people who had been shouting fiercely just now quietly retreated when they saw this situation.

The victims made way for him to pass through, but as soon as Zou Tai grabbed the man, he realized something was wrong. He suddenly lifted the man up and saw that he was dead. Just like the replaced prisoners, his lips were purple and he died of poisoning.

He brought the person in front of Tong Zhongqian with a sullen face and said, "Sir, the person has committed suicide by taking poison."

Tong Zhongqian pinched the dead man's mouth and looked at him, then checked his hands. Then he looked up and said to the victims, "This man is indeed not a victim. He is a martial artist who has practiced martial arts since childhood. He mixed among you just to incite you to oppose the court.

If that brother hadn't discovered him just now, you might have been instigated by him to fight the imperial guards.

If the situation gets out of control and the imperial guards can only kill people to suppress it, then won’t you be the ones to die?

You are just trying to survive by stuttering, why risk your own life?"

The victims present were also frightened and broke out in cold sweats. Yes, how could they have the courage to go against the imperial guards just now?

How could these honest farmers all their lives defeat the imperial guards? They were being used.

The crowd gradually quieted down and the scene was completely silent.