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Chapter 210: What happened to the promise that immortals will return to immortals and mortals to mortals?

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The rich man was not a native of Baishou City. He fled north for fear of war. He had some wealth and after entering the city, he bought a house and moved in.

Although I have heard that all the people guarding the city are kind-hearted, I still feel uneasy. The money I have on me is a huge sum of money. I feel like I will lose it if I hide it.

He thought about it day and night, and finally decided to bury it!

He divided the silver into several parts and buried them in his own yard. In order to prevent people from knowing that there was silver there, he even put up several signs, one of which read - There is no silver here.

But the money was stolen. When he got up the next day, he found that the soil where the three hundred taels of silver were had been dug out, the sign had been discarded, and a new sign had been put up instead - Wang Er next door had not stolen anything.

"Didn't Wang Er steal it?" Su Yougen said.

"No, the sign says Wang Er never stole. If he wanted to steal, why would he write it?" The rich man scratched his head.

Su Yougen: “…”

"Where is Wang Er?" he asked.

"I don't know, is he at home?" the rich man said again.

Su Yougen sighed and said to a row of soldiers, "Bring the man here, and check if he has any silver at home."

A group of soldiers went out of the lobby and ran towards Wang Er's house. When they got there, they saw Wang Er digging a hole in his backyard to bury the silver. They caught him red-handed and arrested him.

When the rich man saw the silver, a look of shock appeared on his face.

Facts have proved that whether a person is rich or not seems to have nothing to do with IQ.

Whether you are a loser or not is related to your IQ.

Although the man named Wang Er refused to admit it, it didn't matter anymore. There were marks on the silver, which were exactly the same as the silver brought by the rich man. Even the workmanship was the same. Wang Er was a commoner in the city. When Pu De was alive, he just lived on free food and drink and never asked for blessings. Now everything costs money, and he has no money. Just then a rich neighbor came, and he came up with an evil plan and stole his money.

In order to avoid being discovered, he not only stole the smallest burial site, but also thoughtfully put up a sign.

"Learning to read? There's nothing wrong with being able to read. Our government is in need of people right now."

Su Yougen shook his head, slapped the wood, and said, "The master has three rules: those who kill will be put to death, those who injure will be punished, and those who steal will be punished. You stole, and the amount was huge, hmm."

He looked at Zuo Yizi and couldn't continue talking.

The master just said this, but did not specify the specific punishment. It is easy to kill the murderer, just execute him.

However, there is no sentencing standard for this punishment and crime.

Zuo Yizi couldn't explain it either. The Nanping Kingdom didn't have any standards in this regard. Everyone brought their own weapons and practiced boxing and kicking. When they encountered robbers, they were either killed or killed in return. There was no other option.

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

Su Yougen gritted his teeth, looked at the people outside the hall, and said: "This is my first time in court, I have no experience, and I am not careful enough. This person is guilty, but the crime does not deserve the death penalty, so I ask you to discuss it. From now on, it will be the law of the city. This law will be discussed by the people, so let's make an agreement with the people in the future!"

Zuo Yizi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but nodded.

Great idea!

The people outside the lobby looked at each other, and their bodies were swaying slightly.

What do you mean

Sir, do you want to discuss with them how to punish them

"Kick him out! He's harming people!"

"Yes, drive him out. The gods said that this man cannot be killed, so we won't kill him. If he is killed by some wild beast or demon outside, it has nothing to do with us."

"Yeah, that's a good idea."

“Don’t!”

Wang Er was so frightened that he almost lost his temper. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the people outside the hall: "I just stole some money, why are you kicking me out? Isn't this clearly a request for my death?"

There are too many people fleeing here, and now people are saying that there are demons and ghosts everywhere outside. Even if there are no such things, those robbers might have kidnapped him and cooked his meat for food. Isn't it seeking death to go out

These days, there aren’t many places that are watched over by gods, and places that are supervised by gods are even rarer!

"It's wrong to expel them." Su Yougen also nodded and said, "The people in the city are all protected by our Jinxianmen. Even if they are guilty, they will be punished within the protection of the Jinxianmen."

"Why don't you make some money? Wouldn't it be nice to return the money?"

"Ah? But he has already returned it. What will it look like if he returns it again?"

"That's what you said."

A group of people were talking at once, each one saying something more ridiculous than the other. Just when Su Yougen was feeling overwhelmed, a man walked out of the crowd, entered the lobby, and said in full force:

"There are many arable lands outside the city. Why not make it a prison and let the guilty do all the labor such as cultivating the land, repairing the buildings, etc.?"

"Huh?"

The rich man in the lobby was stunned when he saw this person. Wasn’t this the person who had just advised him to report to the police

He just bowed to Su Yougen and said, "Sir Governor, what do you think?"

"Um?"

Su Yougen was stunned for a moment and looked at the man carefully.

The man had a pale face and thin body, as if he had been hungry for a long time, but his eyes were very bright and his body was very straight.

And what you said makes a lot of sense!

"good!"

Su Yougen nodded and said, "This is a good idea. The master will be happy to hear it, but how long will it take?"

The man said, "Three hundred taels of silver can be punished with five years of imprisonment, which can be increased or reduced based on performance."

"Excuse me, who are you?" Zuo Yi, who was standing aside, bowed unconsciously.

"I"

The man was about to speak, but suddenly his eyes froze, his whole body swayed for a while, and suddenly fell down again.

"Name."

At this time, in another part of the city, Zhang Feixuan stood outside a residence, holding a booklet in one hand and a pen in the other, looking at a family of six in the house who looked a little nervous.

Those people looked at each other but didn't dare to answer.

This is a god!

They've seen it before.

"Don't be afraid, I don't eat people. Name." Zhang Feixuan repeated.

"My lord, whose name are you asking?" A middle-aged man among the six people asked boldly.

"Just ask whoever is in charge, who is the boss of this house?" Zhang Feixuan said.

"My father." The middle-aged man replied.

Zhang Feixuan nodded, looked at the old man, and said, "Old man, what's your name?"

"My Lord, my name is Li Qijin. When my mother gave birth to me, I weighed exactly seven pounds." The old man said tremblingly.

"Okay, the owner is Li Qijin, how old is he and what does he do?"

"I am fifty-three years old this year, and I pick herbs."

"Okay, this old lady is your wife, right? What's your name, what does she do, and how old is she?"

Zhang Feixuan took notes and looked at the old lady.

There are six people in this family, an elderly couple, a young couple, and a pair of children.

The head of the family is Li Qijin, who collects herbs. His wife is Li Wang, who is fifty-five years old and also collects herbs.

As for the son, he was a hunter, while his wife helped at home and had a pair of children.

"Excuse me."

After writing down all this, Zhang Feixuan said goodbye and went to the next house and knocked on the door.

Yes, he is checking the household registration.

In the words of my senior brother, when entering a city, you have to understand everything, including how many people are guarding the city, what they do, and how old they are.

However, the government had just been established and there were not enough literate people. If they wanted to get things done quickly, they had to rely on the people from the Golden Immortal Sect.

About twenty people were all sent out. Even Lingling followed the eldest brother and went to check the household registration.

"It was agreed that the immortals would return to the immortals and the mortals would return to the mortal world."

Zhang Feixuan sighed: "How come I, the second senior brother of the Golden Immortal Sect, came here to check the household registration?"