Chapter 994

Now, there is such a situation in the royal family. It is clearly a means of collusion and mutual solicitation. It is the common people in the city who suffer in the end. If Ni Zheng is in power, he will kill as many people as he sees. It is not a pity to die.

"Too much! That's too much! " Ni Zheng was a little upset, and his whole body suddenly burst out with great momentum. He clenched his fists tightly, hoping to go out and kill these city managers now.

Seeing this, Shi Xian said to Ni Zheng in a hurry: "calm down, didn't you say that before. Now the royal family is no longer under your rule. Moreover, we are all ancestors. As for the development of future generations, it's their business. It has little to do with us. "

"Why doesn't it matter?" Ni Zheng frowned and said to Shi Xian, "these rulers of the royal family are descendants of the royal family. Although times have changed and the royal law has changed, they should not be like this."

Shi Xian laughed and said to Ni Zheng, "it really doesn't matter. You can think about it. Since your rule, the royal family has experienced many generations of rulers, so their character will gradually change. It's also very normal. What's more, the ruler's will in the royal family is on the one hand, and these people around him? And the temptations they go through every day? For a variety of reasons, you can guarantee that you will stay calm, but you can't guarantee other people. Am I right

According to Shi Xian's words, these things really have nothing to do with him. After all, so many generations have passed. Although he has left some inheritance, he can't do anything about it in the end. As for which generation he started to do this, it's impossible to verify.

Zhang Fan also felt that this matter was a bit unreasonable. What's more, the city management department also formulated so many unreasonable rules, which was clearly to make a lot of money and deliberately oppress these merchants.

What's more, these city managers are all people with a certain realm. Although the realm is not high, they are just some shackles, but they are more than enough to deal with those mortals.

At this time, an old man came over from one side. The old man was dressed in coarse cloth with white hair. He was tall, but he didn't look old and hunched. His face was ruddy and his eyes were very smart. He seemed to be an innocent child, and he looked like a ghost horse.

Zhang Fan's eyes swept over the old man, and he was stunned. From the momentum of the old man, he should be a rare master. It's just that there seems to be something in his body that blocks his channels. It seems that he is somewhat difficult to deal with. Therefore, he looks a bit like a mortal now.

The old man also stood by and watched for a long time. He saw all the actions of the city management department in his eyes. He twisted his beard and thought about it. His eyes turned and his mouth curved. It looked like a child had some bad ideas.

When he came to the crowd, the old man laughed and said to several spectators, "I've heard a story recently. Why don't I tell it to you?"

After listening to the old man's words, several people looked at the old man in front of them strangely. They didn't understand what he meant. On such an occasion, would he tell a story? Is that ok?

Although no one answered, the old man said to several people in a loud voice: "it's said that there are peanut stewers who are angry and want to punish them when they meet Erhuang. They are in the first team of soldiers and horses. They don't have numbers or numbers. They bully the weak. But they don't know what kind of arms they are?"

After hearing this, everyone was stunned. Some people were curious, and some people seemed to have guessed the answer. They took a sneak look at the city management department and worried about the old man.

He frowned one after another when he heard the story, but he didn't know what it was.

After listening to this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile. He held his shoulder and looked at the old man with some appreciation. He thought that this man was still a bit interesting, just like an old urchin. At this time, he would use this way to express his grievances for the stall owner.

After hearing the old man's words, the bald man was also curious. He separated the crowd and came to the old man. He asked the old man, "old man, why didn't I understand the story you just told me? What kind of arms are you

The people around were curious, whether the bald man really didn't know or pretended to be confused, which was clearly scolding them. Why should people explain so clearly.

Of course, the people around them overestimated the intelligence of these city managers. Although everyone in the city managers present was tall and big, no one understood what the old man said.

The old man looked at the bald man, laughed and explained to him, "it's very simple. The story just now means that there is a small peddler who sells peanuts and stewed meat. When he meets two yellow dogs robbing bones, the stall owner is angry and wants to beat the dog. At this time, a group of people come to bully the weak, but they don't know what arms they are?"

"What arms are they?" Although bald man listened, but still did not guess."City manager, how simple." With that, the old man suddenly burst into laughter, and laughed back and forth, looking like an innocent child.

After hearing this, several city managers turned gloomy and looked at the old man one after another. Their eyes were full of killing intention and they rubbed their hands.

At this moment, everyone stepped back. They knew that these city management departments were directly under the direct management of the ninth prince, and they were not the ones they could offend. If someone didn't obey, they would be arrested by the experts in the palace. It was a pain of flesh and blood, even torture in the palace, which made life worse than death.

"Old man, I think you have lived enough. You dare to challenge our city management department openly. It seems that you are really curious about the torture in the Lord's mansion?" The bald man narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him with a murderous look in his eyes.

Zhang Fan is calm, in his opinion, if these people dare to fight against the old man, Zhang Fan will not stand by. What's more, Zhang Fan thought in his mind that it would not take much effort to deal with these people.

However, Zhang Fan was also curious about the old man's ability. Although his meridians were slightly hindered, he dared to challenge these city managers.