The two young men who came from Fufeng, in front of a group of poor families in Shu, explained Liu Yan's bad policies in governing Shu, and at the same time, they also commented that they were worthless.

In fact, these poor families in Yizhou may not agree with Liu Yan's governance. Many of them are also very dissatisfied with Liu Yan's political measures to govern Shuzhong.

But even though they were dissatisfied, they were asked to severely criticize the bad policies in Shu. Any Shu people who were aware of the village would definitely not be able to accept it after hearing this.

It is necessary to fight back to avoid the face of Yizhou people.

So, everyone rushed forward and argued with the foreigner who was talking for a while, but no one could tell him, so the scene in front of him came.

The young man from Fufeng County was not afraid of the threat of the number of poor scholars in Yizhou. He was still talking freely, afraid that he would get beaten up in a while.

"Liu Junlang governed Shu, and most of the scholars and officials used their wealth and power to bully the common people. The people in Shu thought of being in chaos, and there were eight in ten households. Now Hanzhong has been obtained by the people of Jingchu. From my perspective, this is a great thing for Shu! If it continues to be so loose and dissolute, the land of Shu will sooner or later be destroyed. At that time, the chickens and dogs will be uneasy and people will not be full, which is so miserable."

A poor man said unconvincedly: "The people in Yizhou are rich in the land of the heavenly palace. What can I not eat enough? Why do people in Jingzhou need to treat it? Even if Liu Junlang is gone, can't my local people in Yizhou cure this great Yizhou?"

The young man said seriously, "You really forget your roots when you say this. If it weren't for the fact that the Jingchu army came to Hanzhong and conquered the counties, how could the Tianshi's teachings be able to build charity houses in various places in Hanzhong so smoothly, and those who have traveled to you and other poor people will live there? If there were no Jingchu people, you are now living in the mountains and the cold and cold, and you can't even step into the gate of the inn, how could you speak here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, these poor scholars in Shu were immediately angry.

This is too bullying.

"You little thief, who are you a poor family? Could it be that you are asking for a beating!" A man roared with a blushing face.

The young man from Fufeng County sneered, "Isn't from a poor family, why did he live in this charity house while traveling? Could it be that the gate of Anyang Inn can't accommodate you, the descendants of the famous classics of the Sutra?"

These words were all detrimental and derogatory, which offended all the scholars in Yizhou.

But a poor man strode forward, waved his fists, and was about to act to hit the young man from Fufeng County.

"Where did you come from? How dare you bully us like this?"

The scholars of the Han Dynasty were all skilled in martial arts and often had the idea of ​​revenge and killing people as the mainstream. For people of this era, killing people to maintain their dignity is a very fashionable thing and quite trendy. They did not think that this matter was too barbaric, but instead took pride in it.

Even if these dozen poor children from Shu are beaten by them today, it is a move to protect the dignity of their hometown people when these poor scholars are seen by them, and it is worth promoting.

Next to the young man who was arguing with everyone, a burly young man walking with him suddenly stood up and easily blocked the fist of the Shu sergeant, then twisted it hard and directly threw the poor man who had taken the lead to the ground.

He grabbed his arm, then stretched out his foot and stepped directly on the man's chest, which made the man scream in pain.

The Fufeng County people subdued a poor family in Shu with one move, but they did not feel proud. Instead, they turned their heads to look at their companions who had just talked with those people, and said bitterly: "Xiaozhi, you may have caused a big disaster today."

The young man with a lip service said with satisfaction: "Zijing, why are you and me afraid of these rats?"

Originally, those poor men were somewhat afraid when they saw the other party's skills, but when they heard that the person called "Xiaozhi" was actually talking like this, they couldn't help but be furious.

At that moment, a group of people rolled up their arms and rolled up their sleeves and rushed up, swearing to kill them.

"Stop it all!"

A cold voice, although the tone was stable, the tone was high and full of sternness, which moved people to hear it.

Everyone turned their heads, but saw Wen Pin pushing away everyone with great strides and coming to the scene.

He looked around the crowd sternly and said angrily: "You are waiting for so many local people, relying on their large numbers of people and power, but they have to force two outsiders. It would be fine if they were right, but they could not say that they were fighting for the sake of face. This is what a man should do?"

The poor children were quite dissatisfied when they heard this, but they saw that Wen Pin's clothes seemed unusual, and their temperament was not angry but powerful, so they were quite terrified, not knowing who the visitor was.

Wen Pin came to the middle of the venue, watched everyone around, and suddenly shouted, "Are you all gone yet!"

A poor man seemed quite dissatisfied and stepped forward and said, "Who are you? Why do we listen to you?"

"Don't be arrogant!" But the county magistrate who came with Wen Pin said, "Do you know who is the one who talks to you? How dare you be rude!"

"Hey! Don't say too much." Wen Pin reached out and stopped the lieutenant Shi's head, then squinted his eyes and looked at the man next to him who questioned him.

"Don't worry about who a certain family is? I'll let you wait and see, can you hear it?"

The poor man seemed unwilling to lose his temper and said hurriedly: "Then you have such convincing skills?"

Wen Pin raised his head and laughed loudly, then suddenly stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the shoulders of the poor man, and his palms shook back and forth.

The poor man had not changed his energy at first, but soon, he saw his face change, and then he covered his shoulders and squatted on the ground crying.

When the other poor children saw this, they were shocked. They rushed forward to help the scholar up from the ground, but when they touched him, they saw him screaming like a pig-killing person.

Everyone was panicked...What's going on?

After a while, someone finally figured out the situation and shouted loudly: "They are here, Brother Li's shoulder is dislocated!"

This shout made everyone present pale and looked at Wen Pin in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear.

Just gently put your hand on the other person's shoulder and dislocate it. This is not something that can be done with just a hand strength. At the same time, you must have extremely rich fighting experience... you must be a person who is good at fighting for many years.

Wen Pin looked at the faces of those people with a calm expression, showing disdain.

"Who else wants to try it?"

In the entire courtyard, no one dared to confront Wen Pin head-on, and there was no sound, only the sobs of the dislocated person.

Seeing that no one was talking anymore, Wen Pin nodded with satisfaction, then walked to the dislocated person, squatted down, and reached out to grab his arm.

Seeing this, the man was startled and stammered: "What do you want to do?"

Wen Pin looked at him silently and said, "Don't be too verbally whispered. If you move around, you will destroy your other arm!"

The poor family members did not dare to say anything in an instant.

Wen Pin took his arm and raised it up naturally. He heard the poor man shouting, and sweat was flowing down the pain.

But soon, the poor man stopped calling. He reached out and moved his arm and found that the dislocation had been installed by Wenpin.

"You, you..." The poor family didn't know what to say for a moment.

"You, you, have all taken a walk! Whoever dares to stay, don't blame someone for turning against you."

Suddenly, the people around the venue did not dare to say anything anymore, and they scattered, and there was no one left in the venue.

Wen Pin turned his head to look at the two people from Fufeng County and shouted: "Even if they are wrong, it is too much for you to force yourself in your words just now. Even if you and the other two were beaten up today, it is reasonable and not unfair to blame."

The Fufeng County people who had just talked with the people of Yizhou were bowing to Wen Pin and said, "If I hadn't seen the general, I would never have had a dispute with them. What I did was just to attract the general's attention."

Wen Pin frowned: "How do you know I am a soldier?"

The man smiled and said, "We came from Fufeng County. Over the years, we have been in the northern part of the country. I don't know how many people in the Xiliang army. The killing temperament of the generals in the army is very different from that of ordinary people. There are also people from Yishe who are patrolling each other. The status is definitely not bad, so I'm useless to guess. Please don't blame the general for any rudeness."

Wen Pin frowned: "What is my identity? What does it have to do with you and others?"

The man smiled and said, "I came from Fufeng for the first time. Although I was taking refuge, I didn't want to bury it. If I could be appreciated by noble people and entrusted with them, I would be considered as having what I learned in my life."

Wen Pin was amused when he heard this: "It is the first time that a parent has heard that someone has been beaten to gain appreciation... Who are your surnames?"
Chapter completed!