Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter Vol 2 798: More than 10,000 charges, when will it be written?

Chapter 800 More than 10,000 crimes, when will it be written?

"When encountering officers and soldiers, stay away and run as soon as you can. Don't rush to fight and hurt people. The nature of this matter will change."

Lin Qingluo exhorted again worriedly.

"Understood, master, don't worry, we will not act impulsively."

Wang Meng patted his heart, and kept making promises.

"Okay, that's it. If you encounter any trouble, please contact us in time."

Lin Qingluo nodded in satisfaction, no longer hesitated, entered the tent with the earthen pot in her arms, lowered the curtains, cut off the hustle and bustle of the outside world, and devoted herself to studying pathology and developing antidotes.

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"Brother Long, Wind Wing, Stone...you all come here."

Wang Meng followed the instructions of the little master and greeted his brothers to enter another tent.

"What's the matter?"

"What's up?"

The brothers all came when they heard the call, and sat down on the blanket casually, listening to the instructions.

"The prefect of Jizhou is full of crimes, persecuting Zhongliang, and taking human life on his hands. The evidence of the crime is solid. Master asked us to release the evidence of the crime to the public based on the information collected by the little kingfisher."

Wang Meng conveyed the instructions verbatim, and asked for everyone's opinions by the way.

"Look, what should we do about this?"

"It's not easy to release incriminating evidence."

Shi Shi came without thinking: "Write it on paper, and throw it into the crowd during the day when the street is the most crowded, and everyone will see it."

"no."

Wang Meng flatly vetoed it: "Master said, you can't reveal your identity."

"It's really not right during the day."

Lin Jinpeng suggested: "It's better at night, in the dead of night, when the soldiers guarding the city are changing guards, sneak into the city and stick them on the doors from house to house."

"There are at least tens of thousands of households in Jizhou City."

Feng Yi was stunned: "When will the postings of each family be posted?"

Lin Jinlong also disagreed: "It's fine to stick it on the door, it's easy to be spotted by soldiers patrolling the city."

"How about archery?"

The stone-headed man wandered around quickly, and his imagination was unconstrained: "If you attach a paper to an arrow and shoot it into each house, it will definitely cause a sensation."

"Do you have tens of thousands of arrows?"

Wind Wing rolled his eyes.

"Archery can not only cause a sensation, but also attract guards."

Lin Jinlong was also amused, and said with a smile, "All the guards in Jizhou City were lured out by you overnight."

"This doesn't work, and that doesn't work, you say, what should I do?"

Shi Shi was a little annoyed by his brothers, and fell back on the blanket without saying a word.

"First of all, the crime must be written. Let's write the crime first, and then discuss the next thing."

Lin Jinpeng gave pertinent suggestions.

"how to write?"

This is a big problem.

The elder brothers stared at each other, a little confused.

There are more than 10,000 charges, when will it be written?

"Ahem, I can help."

Mo Canglan coughed twice, then weakly raised his hand.

"You have a way?"

The eyes of the brothers came together in an instant.

"Um."

Mo Canglan nodded: "You guys first write down a crime statement, and I can rub the rest with spiritual power."

"Wow, Brother Lan, you are amazing."

"Brother admires you so much."

"I'll get you paper."

"I'll grind it for you."

"I'll move the stool for you."

The crowd of young men were ebullient, and six pairs of eager eyes focused on him.

"Well."

Mo Canglan was a little unaccustomed to the enthusiasm of the brothers, and weakly defended: "I just used spiritual power to rub the seal, and you still have to write the first indictment."

"I can't write, you can figure it out."

The stone thief is fine, and he got out of the tent after throwing down his words.

(end of this chapter)