Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

"Regardless of who did it, they have been punished, and this matter is now closed."

Rong Kun made the decision.

"Sir, how can this be considered? Just a few peanuts have ruined our child! We won't stand for it!"

The eldest child's father had a full beard and was filthy, looking like he had just come back from digging coal.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light, and it was unclear what he was planning.

“I won’t do it either!” Sang Ning said.

Rong Kun slammed his hand on the table: "You don't want to? Fine! Very well, I'll hear how you want to handle this! Ding Dafa, you go first!"

Ding Dafa's lips curled slightly, revealing a confident smile.

“Sir, we did break the law by stealing food. According to the regulations, as long as no one is killed and the circumstances are minor, we only need to be given 20 strokes of the cane as a warning to others. We accept this punishment, and I will take the punishment in place of my son.”

"But she crippled these children, which constitutes unauthorized criminal activity, and the circumstances are serious. She has ruined the children's lives and should be punished and required to pay compensation!"

After he finished speaking, everyone looked at him with admiration.

Ding Dafa's eyes grew increasingly smug.

"What kind of compensation do you want?" Sang Ning interjected.

"We want grain! We don't need much, just five liters per family. If you don't have that, we'll give you the cotton quilt you just bought!"

Oh wow, so he's after the quilt she bought.

"Five liters for one family, twenty-five liters for five families. If you add that shit-filled head on your head, I wonder if it's even twenty-five liters. You're dreaming!"

"With your dark, bony face, you look like you're about to die of heart failure and liver failure. Your hands and feet are numb, and you're not going to live much longer. If you die in a quilt, how will your family cover themselves? Wouldn't that ruin a whole quilt?"

The quilt she left at the door still hasn't been picked up. Since people are so superstitious about quilts used by the dead, they want to know if his family still uses them after he dies.

Ding Dafa's wife stared wide-eyed.

You're saying he's dying?

Ding Dafa turned around and slapped her: "You're the one who's about to die! You stupid woman, can't you tell she's cursing me? What good will it do you if I die? Do you still want to live with Liu San?!"

Unexpectedly, Sang Ning, who seemed like a delicate and easy-to-deal young woman, could be just as shrewish as those shrewish women when she started cursing.

Misreading!

Ding Dafa quickly rolled his eyes, trying to think of a solution.

Magistrate Rong scrutinized Sang Ning for a long time before slowly saying, "Then, Sang, how do you think I should judge her?"

"The magistrate is truly following the will of the people, even asking the parties involved for their opinions before deciding on a case," Sang Ning said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Everyone says the officials here hate people from the capital, and it seems they are right," Jintang muttered.

Rong Kun: "..."

This young man from the Huo family seems to have a close relationship with this woman surnamed Sang.

Sang Ning felt that Jin Tang was wrong.

It seems that the magistrate doesn't dislike Jintang, but only dislikes her.

"My lord, I demand that all of these people be severely punished, especially the ringleader. There are three reasons:"

First, based on their words and actions, I judged that they were repeat offenders. The reason they were not prosecuted was because they only bullied newcomers. Newcomers, being timid and afraid of causing trouble, could only swallow their anger.

Secondly, what they stole wasn't just some ordinary food, but our grain. Adults should know the importance of growing grain; our whole family depends on it to survive next year.

"By robbing us, they have taken our lives, which is no different from murder. According to the laws of Liangzhou and Dongyang, the death penalty is justified!"

Sang Ning pulled out a tattered cloth from his pocket, revealing a pile of crushed, muddy peanuts to everyone.

There were a few intact ones inside, and the peanuts were ridiculously big!

Rong Kun's eyes widened in disbelief.

He had never seen such plump peanuts in his life!

This is definitely going to be used for growing grain; who would be willing to eat it!

Damn it, it's just been ruined like this!

Heart hurts!

Upon seeing the magistrate's expression, Ding Dafa began to tense up.

He knew that the county magistrate and the prefect were extremely concerned about the grain supply in Liangzhou and could not tolerate any waste of food!

"Brother Fa, what should we do?" the children's parents asked anxiously.

Ding Dafa turned around and hit a child hard, ignoring the injury on his face.

"You debt collectors deserve to have your faces smashed forever. Who told you to destroy people's food supplies!"

The child was trembling all over in pain, unable to speak, and almost rolled his eyes back.

His mother hugged him tenderly, but dared not say anything to Ding Dafa.

One of the younger children cried out in fright, "No, we only managed to grab a few; they were all trampled on the ground!"

Crushed?

Who trampled it?

All they remember is the excruciating pain of being hit and running around like flies; who remembers the peanuts scattered all over the ground?

Jintang looked at the peanuts with a pained expression.

These were all found by Fourth Aunt from the rat's nest. She would only give them a few at a time, and she herself was reluctant to eat them.

Now, in order to punish those who bullied them, they took out all their resources at once, only to have them ruined by these scoundrels.

He squatted down, lifted his shirt, and picked up the peanuts that weren't completely crushed.

It made Rong Kun feel uncomfortable.

This is a young master from a wealthy family, yet he cherishes food more than children from poor families.

Compared to them, those dirty little boys were absolutely disgusting!

Those poor people who can't even afford to eat are just troublemakers!

Ding Dafa's self-inflicted injury was instantly neutralized by Jin Tang's unintentional action. He became even more nervous, his eyes bulging, his breathing rapid, like a patient with hyperthyroidism, and cold sweat pouring down his face.

"Sir, we were wrong. We will never do it again. We are useless parents, letting our children starve like this. Please punish us, however much you want."

He hung his head, looking very pitiful.

However, in private, he warned in a chilling voice that only Sang Ning could hear: "I advise you to drop the case, otherwise, I'll make sure you don't even know how you died! In Liuxia Village, no one dares to mess with me, Ding Dafa!"

Liuxia Village is where Sang Ning's family lives now.

Sang Ning glanced at him.

Ding Dafa's eyes narrowed, his expression sinister and bloodthirsty, carrying a threatening air.

"Don't worry, I'm not finished yet."

Sang Ning gave a cold laugh.

He continued calmly to give the third reason: "Thirdly, Liangzhou City is a mixed community with people from all over the world. Criminals make up half of the population, making it difficult to manage. What we fear most is the formation of cliques and the pursuit of personal gain."

Observing the behavior of these children, some still retain a glimmer of innocence, while others, alas! are probably beyond saving!

"My lord, I propose that, in addition to severe punishment, their families should be dispersed to protect other innocent people from being bullied."

Sang Ning's argument was reasonable and well-founded, and even Rong Kun could not refute it.

He stared at Sang Ning for a long time, as if trying to see through her.

Sang Ning met him without fear: "My lord, you must know that when one demon arises, ten thousand demons are born!"

Rong Kun's eyes widened in shock.

"My lord, no! My lord! We commoners have lived together for so many years, why should she kick us out the moment she arrives!"

"Yes, we're not leaving! You bitch! You think we're easy to mess with? Believe me, tonight..."

A group of people stopped pretending to be honest and revealed their true nature.

"Sir, you heard me! If anything happens to my family in the future, it will definitely be their doing!" Sang Ning shouted.

Looking at these menacing-looking people, Rong Kun realized they were hardly the people who had submitted to the religion.

His face suddenly turned fierce.

"Shut up!"

"Guards! Investigate! If it is found that these people have indeed been ganging up to bully other people, they will not be forgiven!"