Chapter 482

Since its establishment, Yang Feng's temporary people's court has been in full swing. It is happy and harmonious from top to bottom. It is opposite to the ghost King's black soul sect pseudo court.

In particular, Yang Feng transformed the original regulatory court into a service-oriented court, which was people-oriented and happy with the people. Officials no longer had such a big shelf and were high above the top. At that time, they were unanimously welcomed by the people.

I think Yang Feng's reformed imperial court is more popular than the iron family regime before.

So after seven days in a row, the people have completely restored the prosperity of the former capital, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

"It's still such a prosperous capital. It looks more pleasing to the eye. Don't say that great Xia, the God loser, really has a way of governing the capital. It's better than before. Hehe."

On the noisy street, three figures dressed in black robes strolled around. A big man with a black beard, led by him, looked around at the lively scene and nodded slightly. In particular, when he saw the beautiful girl's slender waist, his eyes exuded a strange evil charm.

Seeing this, the people around him couldn't help flattering: "why, hall leader, have a crush on that girl? We'll take it back for you?"

"Ah, eat first and then after dinner, Jie!"

With a sly smile, the big man's eyes were full of lust.

"Steamed stuffed bun, steamed stuffed bun, just baked, steaming steamed stuffed bun!"

At this time, a cry came.

When the big man saw it, he winked at his men immediately, swaggered up, picked up two steamed stuffed buns, took a bite and was about to leave, but he was grabbed by the boss's sleeve before he took two steps.

"Ah, why don't you take my steamed stuffed bun without giving me money?"

"Give me the money? Hum!"

With a cold smile, the big man said noncommittally, "do you know who I am? I'm especially from the black soul sect. The whole capital is taught by our black soul sect. Eat your two stinky steamed buns and give you money? You dream!"

Black soul?

Hearing his words, the merchant was stunned. When the people around him saw him, they also stopped together. From here, they looked disgusted.

The big man was not surprised to see this.

Because in the past, when they heard the name of the black soul sect, they would be scared to flee. How can they not only stop running, but also watch the excitement now?

With a sneer, the merchant glanced at them with disdain and said, "find out, okay? This is the outer city, not the imperial city. The inner part of the imperial city is your territory. The outer city is managed by the general who subdues the devil. Tell the law, okay?"

"What can he manage? I don't believe it. Can he kill me for your two stinky steamed stuffed buns?"

"Yes!"

He nodded faintly. The merchant was expressionless, and the rest of the onlookers also nodded their heads together.

The man didn't understand, but just then, someone took out a notice and handed it to him.

The big man took a look and his eyes were almost staring out.

The general who subdued the devil ordered ordinary people to commit crimes and crimes. They were punished according to the Nanzhao law. Only those black soul believers who dare to disturb the people, whether the circumstances are serious or not, will be killed without amnesty!

I'll go. What a great Xia!

The man still didn't believe in evil. He roared, "I don't believe it. For your two stinky steamed buns, the great Xia will really chase and kill me? The notice is written like this, but it's another matter to actually implement it."

"If you don't believe it, I'll give you a try!"

Disdainfully, the merchant immediately shouted up to the sky: "come on, there are black soul believers who don't give money to eat my steamed stuffed bun."

"There are black spirits disturbing the people. Kill them!"

As soon as the voice fell, I didn't know from which corner, there was a deafening roar, and then the surrounding people scattered together. A pile of city guards rushed over with steel knives, with fierce anger in their eyes.

The big man blushed and almost cried: "no, he has such strong executive power. He just shouted and you came. Why didn't he be so active in catching thieves before?"

"Because General Yang graded all the cases, you black soul believers took to the streets to disturb the people, considered serious and important cases, and treated them specially."

The vendor explained again.

The big man in black was so frightened that he trembled and quickly waved his hand and said, "wait, I'll pay, all right, for a steamed stuffed bun, not..."

"Now regret, it's too late!"

Whew!

However, before he finished his words, a cold flash flashed, and the man in black trembled, his eyes burst, and fell straight to the ground without breathing.

Yang Xiaoyi took back the cold front in his hand. Without looking at the dead body, he murmured, "this is the jurisdiction of the people's court. General Yang enforces the law like a mountain and can't tolerate the black soul believers to go wild again. Did you... Rob people's buns together just now?"

With that, Yang Xiaoyi glanced at the two attendants.

When the two saw it, they immediately fell to their knees and kowtowed: "no, we didn't even touch the steamed stuffed bun."

"Well, since you are in the outer city, you should abide by the rules of the outer city. This is not your territory. Be honest!" sneered. Yang Xiaoyi left under the warm cheers of the people, leaving only the two minions who were scared to pee.

The vendor stared at them contemptuously and shouted, "General Yang is the master. No one in the whole capital is afraid of you anymore. Bah!"

"Ah, you..."

When the two minions saw that they were despised by a small vendor, they immediately glared at them. However, they looked at the body of the hall leader, who was not cool enough, and immediately smiled with him.

Alas, never before. Their black soul sect is so ashamed.

Unexpectedly, they occupied the capital, which was not as powerful as before. Why do you say they try their best to occupy such a broken city?

At the same time, other members of the black soul sect walked around the capital and were also subject to various runs. No matter how strong the strength is, even the master of Zhan Huang's magic spirit has to be a man with his tail.

Otherwise, they were either killed by Yang Xiaoyi and Mo Shaoqiu or killed by Yang Feng himself.

In the end, the followers of the black soul sect did not dare to go out of the imperial city anymore. They could only sigh and feel depressed in the back garden of the imperial palace.

Whose world is this? After we occupied the capital, it was the man surnamed Yang.

Did we make wedding clothes for others

In the imperial garden, an old man with red hair had a gloomy face and was so angry that he gnashed his teeth: "I have no face. Although it is governed by different cities, I can't get out of the imperial city. I have to abide by the rules set by him when I go out. I'm a third-class master of martial arts. I can't even provoke anyone who sells salted duck eggs. I'm really a loser."

"Oh, old man with red hair, don't be depressed. Everyone is the same. Who can't beat the great Xia and his two men. Who dares to cause trouble when they wander around the capital? Our current activity scope is one third of an mu of land in the imperial city."

A man next to him advised him. The old ghost with red hair turned his head angrily, but suddenly saw two figures coming from far and near.

"Your Majesty, you see how beautiful the lotus is. You should take care of the dragon's body. Don't worry too much. You still need to take care of the world!"