"Don't want to provoke? It's too late!"

As soon as his eyes stared, Yang Feng roared: "come on, put this old thing into the prison immediately... Er, no, it's into the death prison. At 3:45 tomorrow afternoon, he will be executed in the street outside the Dharma field!"

Yes!

With a loud drink, the two city defense generals immediately came forward and took the censor doctor.

The censor doctor was shocked and looked at Yang Feng with a flustered face. Finally, he was afraid: "General Yang, why did you kill me?"

"Just now I saw you do these things. Every one of them is a capital crime. Killing you once won't dispel the general's hatred. Come on, copy his family and send them to the border to feed pigs!"

"Yes!"

With a nod of his head, a general will go out to give orders immediately.

All of a sudden, the whole Imperial Palace began to jump, crying and wailing.

But the urban defense forces were not at all soft hearted. Men, women, young and old all caught it.

Looking at all this, the censor doctor, who was as stable as Mount Tai, was finally anxious and roared: "Yang Feng, your majesty said that any past sins of all officials can be forgiven except colluding with the demon cult. Why should you copy my family?"

"Just because I'm a great Xia!"

Staring at him fiercely, Yang Feng said word by word: "even if the emperor forgives you, you will be dead in my hands. If I don't kill you, I'm sorry to be called my great Xia."

The body suddenly shook, and the censor couldn't help being stunned.

Yes, he's a great Xia. He's not from the court. He won't pay attention to the rules of the court.

He only abides by the great Xia's mission, punishes evil and asks for orders for the people.

Great Xia, why, hot-blooded man.

How can the emperor's will be fully obeyed when even the emperor dares to kill him?

Although the great Xia has become an official in the dynasty, this official hat has not lowered his head.

On thinking of this, the censor couldn't help laughing up to the sky, but the laughter was full of sadness: "wrong, I'm wrong. I really regarded you as the general and supervisor of your majesty, but I don't know that you are still the great Xia from the Jianghu, ha ha!"

"Take it away!"

Looking at his crazy appearance, Yang Feng drank coldly, and the generals took him away.

Yes, he was really wrong.

At first, the censor dared to rely on the emperor's pardon. As long as he didn't collude with the evil cult, all his previous sins, even if found out, are understandable.

Unfortunately, he did not expect that the people who investigated him this time were not officials like them. Officials who regarded black hats as more important than their own old lives would listen to the emperor.

It's a Jianghu Xia who works by heart. He doesn't care about the black veil on his head and the emperor's edict.

After all, officials represent imperial power, and great Xia represents the will of the people.

Those who violate the will of the people, even the emperor, will be a great Xia!

Ho ho ho!

Gasping for breath, Yang Feng raised his hand and picked up a cup of tea on the table. He gulped up and drank it all. He was so angry.

Yang Feng is also a civilian. No matter what happens, he will look at it from the perspective of civilians.

It's hard to imagine how helpless he would be if the injustice and misery in the account book fell on him.

Fortunately, he is a full-level God now. Don't be afraid of these rich and powerful sons of bitches. But he knew that there were still many weak, poor and helpless people who lived in such an environment of fear and suffering.

As a God who collects the beliefs of people all over the world, he feels it necessary to give his believers, both now and in the future, to come forward and help them get rid of this helplessness and panic.

"Eh, what's the matter with you? Why are you so angry?"

At this time, Ji Shishi came into the room and said suspiciously, "don't you catch another official colluding with the demons of the evil cult?"

"He didn't collude with the demon sect!"

Yang Feng said faintly, Ji Shishi was stunned: "no? Then you ordered to copy his family?"

"See for yourself, another Murong mountain, hum!"

Pop!

He threw the account book in his hand onto the table. Yang Feng was still secretly angry. Ji Shishi took it over and looked at it, but his face was calm: "isn't this very normal? What's the matter?"

"Normal? Look at what he did..."

"I know, but this is officialdom. If he doesn't do so, how can he take the post of censor?"

Looking at Yang Feng's furious appearance, Ji Shishi smiled and said, "do you think an official can be promoted by the reputation of some people? There must be someone on it? Even when you were a baron, someone on it spoke to you and your majesty sealed it. Do you think a universal people's post can play such a great role?"

"Well, don't be angry. There are only such rules of the game in this circle. If you don't open up the channels above, even if the people below love it again, there will be at most one Qipin county magistrate in your life."

"I understand!"

Clearly nodded, Yang Feng couldn't help but breathe: "since ancient times, power and money are not divided. They have to climb up and make money. After climbing up, they have to get money, but the eating appearance can't be too ugly. I don't object to them getting money, but you can't rush people's lives and force others to break down and die. This nature is completely different, okay?"

With a slight smile, Ji Shishi looked at Yang Feng's rare solemn cheek, and a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes. Then he came behind him, stretched out his arms, gently wrapped his neck, and smiled: "Ah, you're so funny. You don't look like a normal person. At this time, you're serious. Just like when the eunuch collected money recklessly in Huai'an, you beat him without thinking about it. It seems that you're really suitable to be a great Xia. You like to fight against injustice, hee hee!"

"I just can't stand it!"

With a hard shake, Yang Feng couldn't help sighing: "Who is not a son of his father and mother? Come to this world and provoke anyone. It's just that when you encounter such an immoral and smoking bastard, you have been destroyed and killed. There's no place to reason. Murong mountain, the censor doctor, and Wan Yanshuo, who almost killed you, are not involved in the demon cult and will not endanger the emperor."

"But what they do is different from the devil's sect? It's not as good as the devil's sect! Especially last night, if I hadn't shot in time, you would have been hurt by the bastard Wanyan Shuo. But you have me around, but what about the other little beauties? What should they do? Pigs arch the good cabbage, alas!"

Yang Feng looked sad and shook his head.

When Ji Shishi heard this, he stabbed him in the forehead, smiled and scolded, "are you pitying those poor people, or those little beauties who were arched by pigs but not by you?"

"Poor people!"

"Fuck you!"

Yang Feng nodded sadly, but Ji Shishi gave him a charming white look, and then said, "what do you do about the censor? Are you really going to kill him?"

"Kill!"

There was a cold flash in his eyes. Yang Feng had never been so firm as today