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A group of foreigners came to my place today for shopping. Although I raised the prices and made a good profit, it didn't feel satisfying. I tossed a bag of gold onto the ground as if I were giving alms, warning them to remember their own identities. What identity do I need them to remind me of? It seems they are still unaware of their own situation. I decided to play the good Samaritan and help them wake up to reality.
Qi Xiaomian not only didn’t dissuade me but also suggested stirring up trouble, gathering crowds to cause a ruckus, to bully women and children—let's start with them.
In West City, a household was invaded in the middle of the night by a group of drunken foreign guards. Two beautiful young women in the house were violated. After the incident, they hanged themselves, and their family reported it to the government, only to find that there was no way to punish those responsible due to official regulations. They spent just one night in jail, and by the next night, they repeated their heinous acts, leading to a similar tragedy.
Sang Qingxiao was hearing about such evil deeds for the first time. Snatching the scroll from his hands and seeing the date of the incident, she glared at him angrily. "You Censors may not have an official patrol mission, but you are spreading your influence throughout the city. How can you allow such things to happen a second or even third time?"
Qi Xiaomian felt a twinge of guilt and explained, "Although the Censors spread throughout the city, their surveillance is still directed by court officials." This matter had already been reported to the county offices of Tai Ping and Tai An. When they received the report, they followed official procedures and issued a closure report while suppressing any further escalation.
The common people fear authority; just a few threats forced them into silence. Thus, we upper-level Yamen officials received no news. If you want to investigate and have Old Vine and Little Demon cooperate with the Censors, I only learned about this series of cases recently.
You are angry, but as someone from the Court, I am even angrier. If you want to kill them—whether out of protection or vengeance—I fully support you and will do everything in my power. If we can't act openly, then we'll strike from the shadows together.
Qi Xiaomian pulled out a list. "I've ranked the guards from Foreign Group based on their crimes; we’ll start with the most heinous."
As Sang Qingxiao expected, after just one day of peace for Foreign Group, their guards went out again that night in groups. Among some of these teams were even those eager to join in on their games.
The Censors figured out their whereabouts and sent word back. The people and demons from Small Tavern mobilized entirely; Qi Xiaomian selected some commanders among her subordinates. Under the moonlight, they left behind a scene drenched in blood in Jingjing City.
They spared the identities of their masters but knocked them unconscious while leaving no guards alive. After finishing off everyone involved in the evil deeds, they piled all the bodies in a bustling open area of the city, burying even the unconscious master among them.
When dawn broke, the bloody scene shocked many people. But after initial fear came anger; around the piled bodies were numerous posters detailing their crimes clearly for all to see.
The common folk had been holding back their frustrations for days and began shouting for justice! It was this uproar that alerted those stationed at Imperial Academy about yet another murder within Foreign Group.
They tore down posters and carried away bodies, waking their slumbering master amidst a pool of blood. Yet their crimes spread throughout Jingjing City in no time.
The envoy naturally resorted to complaining at court again. However, when they reached the palace gates, they were blocked by numerous officials who led with accusations against them loudly proclaiming each crime.
In the end, they didn’t even get to see Xuande Emperor and retreated back to Imperial Academy with their tails between their legs, closing the door behind them as if it were their territory—unwilling and afraid to step outside again.
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