If I Don’t Die Soon, I’ll Really Become Invincible!

Chapter 47: There Is No Way To Ask For The Sky, And There Is No Way To Sue The Land!

Everyone looked up and saw an old man at the door.

His face was covered with dust and dust, and he was dressed in coarse linen clothes with many holes. In this cold winter and twelfth lunar month, his skin was frozen white.

This is an old man at the bottom of society.

It can be seen from his hunched waist and dodging eyes that dare not look at people.

"Old man, what did you just say?"

The middle-aged man covered in alcohol opened his hazy drunk eyes, his throat was itchy, he spat out a mouthful of phlegm, cleared his throat, and looked at the old man.

"I, I..."

The old farmer instinctively took two steps back.

The rough life of the person who speaks aside, the key is that he smells of alcohol, his eyes are red, and he has a bit of hostility.

It is not polite to speak.

This made him, a little boy who could not offend anyone, his legs softened, but he didn't know what to think, so he gritted his teeth and said.

"This official, I heard that there is a master Qingtian here, who can make decisions for the people... So I came here to file a complaint."

Complain?

These two words caused everyone in the Overwatch Council to be in a trance.

Today is the Judgment Day of the Overwatch Council. According to regulations, officials at all levels of the Overwatch Council must listen to the grievances of the common people on this day.

If someone ignores the people's case, or prevents the people from coming to complain, it is a serious crime.

But that is a thing of the past.

When has the current Overwatch Council closed the case?

When was the last case closed?

Everyone can't remember at all.

"There is no Master Qingtian here, and no one decides for the people. You have come to the wrong place."

The drunk man said indifferently.

He grabbed a handful of snow and wiped his face fiercely, his face was steaming, and his appearance became more and more fierce.

"How come no one is in charge of the people?"

Cai Xianggao stood up and asked.

"This old man, what grievances do you have, my Overwatch Council will definitely seek justice for you!"

He remembered that yesterday Ye Ning had asked him to spread the news that someone in the Overwatch Council could ask for orders for the people and attract the people to come.

But what he didn't expect was that after the news had been sent out for so long, only one ordinary person came over.

However, looking at the virtues of the other members of the Overwatch Council, Cai Xianggao felt that if he were a commoner, he would certainly not trust the Overwatch Council.

"I used to be a woodcutter in Nanshan. I cut firewood in summer and burnt charcoal in winter, and sold it in the capital. I managed to accumulate a truckload of charcoal, but as soon as I entered the city gate, someone took it away..."

The old man covered his face with his palms, whose joints were severely twisted due to long-term labor, and sobbed.

"My family hopes to sell this car of charcoal to buy food for the winter."

"My mother-in-law is still ill, and I have to get medicine."

"My charcoal was robbed, and I can't live anymore."

At the end of his speech, his voice was already indistinct, but he was plunged into great sadness.

This is a very simple, very simple, very small case.

The members of the Overwatch Council originally served snacks, but they sneered after hearing it.

"Why are you here to sue us for such a case? The Jingzhao Yin Yamen will handle it for you!"

Someone yawned and said.

"Jing Zhaoyin's master refuses to accept it."

The old man was desperate.

"Where's the punishment department?"

"The gentlemen of the punishment department didn't let me in."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other.

This is a little weird.

Cai Xianggao frowned and asked.

"Why is this?"

The old man wiped away his tears and said.

"The person who robbed me of the charcoal is the steward of the Mighty Marquis Mansion."

Mighty Hou?

Cai Xianggao's expression changed.

He understood it all at once.

Who is Wei Wuhou?

Hereditary marquis, his parents have made great contributions.

In this generation, she gave birth to a daughter and showed her excellent talent for immortality since she was a child.

From then on, the Mighty Marquis Mansion was equivalent to relying on Xianmen, and its status rose.

In the capital, no one does not flatter.

Even when he is the emperor, he should be polite to him by three points.

The person who robbed this old man of charcoal was the steward of the Mighty Marquis House, which represented the Mighty Marquis House. The officials of the several yamen were not fools. Who would offend the Mighty Marquis for an ant-like old woodcutter?

Therefore, this case must not be accepted by anyone.

Therefore, after hearing the news spread by Cai Xianggao, the old man, who had no way to ask for the sky and no way to sue the ground, knew that it was not reliable, so he also came to the Overwatch Council to give it a try.

Other than that, he has nowhere to go.

"Master Qingtian, can you decide for Xiaomin?"

The old man knelt down and kowtowed humbly.

Cai Xianggao wanted to help him.

"Get up first."

But nothing can be guaranteed.

That is a mighty marquis, even His Majesty gave him three points.

How should the Overwatch Council deal with him?

Where is the strength to deal with him?

Looking at these things in the yard, Cai Xianggao felt desperate for a while.

Are these people capable?

"I really have no choice, I beg you all the officials, I beg you!"