There is infinite prosperity at the foot of the imperial city.
The bright sunshine shone on the capital, and the red bricks and green tiles sparkled with gold. Shops, workshops, and wine shops were lined up on both sides of the street, and vendors selling goods in front of the shops added a bit of liveliness to the capital. There was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, pedestrians carrying children, drivers driving carts to deliver goods, people stopping at shops to select goods, and scholars chatting and laughing... ... The confident smiling faces all showed the prosperity of the great Ming Dynasty.
Ta-ta-ta
Rhythmic footsteps were heard in a small alley leading to the street, and then a cool guy appeared in everyone's sight. Then the bustling street suddenly became quiet, and the air around seemed to freeze.
"Ouch, what's going on!"
"Fuck, that's awesome, my brother."
"Oh my eyes, these people..."
Everyone looked up at the cool guy who appeared on the street, stunned, unable to say a word for a long time. Then they pointed and talked, and the street suddenly became lively.
In everyone's sight, at the corner where the alley leads to the street, a figure appeared, with an unruly hairstyle, no belt on his clothes, a heroic and proud gait, big bare feet stepping on the ground with strong power, and a belt wrapped around his hands... ...
It's so cool
It's simply the Shamatte of the Ming Dynasty!
Afterwards
Eight more similar Shamattes appeared at the corner one after another and formed a long line on the street. The impact of one Shamatte alone is not great, but the impact of a row of Shamattes is not a simple addition, but increases exponentially. This neat and orderly row of Shamattes captured the attention of everyone on the street as soon as they appeared.
The shamatte with a swollen nose and face, and the person supervising him with a knife, added to his appeal.
What's going on
In broad daylight, lynching? Is this a big family punishing its servants? Or what
People were pointing and talking.
Before people could be puzzled for long, Zhu Ping'an walked out from behind the Shamatte team, walked to the front, bowed to the people who were talking, and said, "My fellow villagers, my name is Zhu Ping'an, I live in Xicheng District, I left home this morning, had breakfast and took a walk in a nearby alley, and then these hooligans robbed my property without saying a word, and also thought that I had too little property with me, so they threatened to break my legs, and even said they would break three of my legs, and they really did it... ... If it weren't for these brave men around me who passed by and rescued me, I'm afraid I, Zhu Ping'an, would never come back today!"
When the eight barefoot men heard this, they looked at Zhu Ping'an like fighting cocks. Who robbed your property? Who complained that you didn't have enough money? Why are you lying without thinking? However, the cold contact of the hunting knife on their waists made them tactfully keep silent.
After Zhu Pingan finished speaking, he specifically asked a few barefoot shamattes, "Did you just block me in the alley?", "Did you say you were going to break my legs?", "Did you say you were going to break two legs?", "Did you say you were going to break three legs?"
On the one hand, the three questions Zhu Ping'an asked were all true. On the other hand, because of the hunter's eager eyes next to them, several barefoot killers nodded vigorously.
After they nodded, Zhu Ping'an walked up to two of them and took out some things from their arms, including a bag of change, a hairpin, a brush, an inkstone, and an ancient book... It was obvious that none of them belonged to them.
Facts speak louder than words. How can people doubt it when they see it with their own eyes
"So he's really a gangster!"
"How heartless! Not only did they rob someone, they also broke his three legs!"
"This is to make them exterminate their descendants. How cruel and ruthless! This is all their own fault. They deserve it!"
Public opinion suddenly turned to Zhu Ping'an. People were indignant at the barefoot group of eight and applauded their current situation.
Zhu Pingan bowed to the crowd again, and then continued: "Thank you all for your concern. Today I, Zhu Pingan, am lucky to be saved by a few brave men, but what about next time, and the next time? Will good luck always favor me... Today it is me, Zhu Pingan, who will be the next time? Who will be the next time?"
"The existence of these hooligans is a serious threat to our personal safety! No one wants to have their belongings robbed and three legs broken just for breakfast, right?"
"As the saying goes, there is heaven above and Shuntian below. We Shuntian people live at the foot of the imperial city. We Shuntian people are not shocked by honor or disgrace, we are calm and peaceful, full of justice, warm-hearted, polite, honest and modest, and do things with dignity and reason. But these people have no sense of propriety, righteousness, and shame, they get something for nothing, and they sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor. Their actions are inhumane, and their actions have discredited us Shuntian!"
"So, in order to prevent my fellow countrymen from repeating my tragedy and to prevent these people from smearing the reputation of us Shuntian people, today I, Zhu Ping'an, will hand these ruffians over to the government. I will give us a clear and bright world."
Zhu Ping'an spoke passionately, looking like a man of the heaven, and his accent was full of the local dialect.
"Well said."
"We can't let these scums smear Shuntian anymore."
"Well, these people should be sent to the authorities to be punished."
"These people have no moral principles and are bringing shame to our imperial city! They should be escorted to the government. Well done, we support them."
The crowds who were watching expressed their support. They agreed with Zhu Ping'an's words. No one wanted to be robbed or beaten for breakfast. Besides, we are the people at the foot of the imperial city and represent the face of the Ming Dynasty. We can't let these scums tarnish our reputation! Moreover, Zhu Pingan's act of handing him over to the government won their trust in one fell swoop.
The mirror is hanging high and the evidence is as solid as a mountain.
People in ancient times were afraid of the government, and those who dared to see the officials had a clear conscience.
Next, Zhu Ping'an asked Liu Dadao to go to a nearby study to buy a piece of rice paper and an ink pad. He wrote the case on the rice paper and signed his name. After reading it in front of everyone, he pressed his thumb on the ink pad and then pressed his handprint on his name.
Liu Dadao took it and asked the eight barefoot men to press their fingerprints on it one by one.
"Count me in."
"And me."
Inspired by Zhu Ping'an's words "full of sense of justice and a warm heart", the onlookers also spontaneously stepped forward and left their handprints on the rice paper, one, two... dozens of them, nearly a hundred.
Soon, nearly a hundred people's handprints were left on the rice paper, forming a large red fingerprint.
"Thank you, thank you all, fellow villagers. I am sorry for causing you trouble. Please supervise me. I, Zhu Ping'an, will escort them to the government office right away."
Zhu Ping'an put away the rice paper with satisfaction, folded it and put it in his arms, bowed to everyone to express his gratitude, and asked everyone to supervise him.