Chapter 889

Jiang Pengji spoke loudly. Nine points of truth mixed with one point of falsehood, and forcibly reversed black and white.

A group of people who were just arrogant now seem to be strangled by their throats with invisible hands, with strange and funny expressions.

"What? What's wrong with my house?"

Jiang Pengji had a sneer on her face, and her unfeeling eyes swept them around.

I don't know whether they are guilty or not. They always feel that Jiang Pengji's sight has fine thorns, so that they dare not look at it.

When she looked at anyone, she moved her eyes uneasily.

Jiang Pengji sneered, "stacks of land deeds, books of accounts, and secret letters of collusion and betrayal... All of them were found in your house. Tell me who they are? Why did they grow legs and run to your house?"

The people looked very blue. They looked at the dozens of big boxes that were going to kill people. After a while, their backs were covered with fine sweat.

A scholar Zong woman said, "the government gentleman's clear warning, these land deeds of fields, houses and lands were purchased from the people..."

Before she finished, the sandalwood brocade fan in Jiang Pengji's hand was thrown on her face. She was humiliated in public and didn't leave half a face.

"Bought from the people? This is the funniest joke the government has heard in the past year."

Jiang Pengji spoke strangely. After hearing this, the lady was angry, ashamed and resentful.

She was humiliated by Jiang Pengji in public, and everyone's attention and attention fell on her, which made her have the illusion of a thorn in the back.

If there is a crack in the ground at this time, she can't wait to get in and out.

"It's a good land worth 34 yuan. You can buy it for only a few hundred Wen. Why didn't our house meet such a bargain?" Jiang Pengji held back her anger, and her eyes were ready to kill. If she could, she really wanted to kill all these people.

The lady also wanted to quibble, "a few years ago, the northern Xinjiang garrisoned heavy troops on the border. The people were foolish. They listened to the rumors and thought that the foreign nationalities in the northern Xinjiang were about to send troops South... In order to escape the war, they sold their home real estate and fertile land cheaply, which was by no means forced to buy or sell!"

She still has some brains. She can't carry the charges of collaborating with the enemy and treason.

It's better to try to wash white and describe the fields, houses and houses as people's active low-cost sale.

Of course, such a pale and ridiculous speech, let alone others, even she didn't believe it.

The audience in the live broadcast room made a collective mockery, and had a further understanding of this person's cheekiness.

[leisurely Fei song]: I'll see you for a long time. Does this man really treat others as fools? Or, in her eyes, ordinary people are all mentally retarded? What's worth 34 yuan, low price or even hundreds of words? Where's the face? Forgotten in the womb?

[meierniang]: hehe, I'm a third tier small city with a house price of about 9100 square meters. According to this woman, people sold their houses at a price of less than 301 square meters because they heard that foreign nationalities in Northern Xinjiang were coming to war?

Rao was well-informed, and the audience was also surprised by the thick face of the noble lady.

[Wei Kang]: this man has such a thick skin that he can't even hit Dongfeng missiles.

For the ancient people, land was everything they had to support their families.

Many people would rather die than sell their fields, because they know very well that the fields are still in their own hands, and they may still have a glimmer of life. If they have fields in their hands, they can grow food. If they are robbed, they will not be far from starvation.

Food is a hard currency in troubled times. The more chaotic the world is, the higher the food price is.

How much food can you get from the money from the sale of ancestral farmland houses at a low price?

"It's by no means forced to buy or sell? How dare you touch your dark heart and say it again?" Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Up to now, there is a mountain of irrefutable evidence. How dare you argue? Take a good look with your eyes. Who are the people you secretly sell to northern Xinjiang? At the end of the day, where are the sellers selling ancestral farmland houses and being beaten as cheap by buyers? Why do they sell them to foreign nationalities in Northern Xinjiang by smugglers? Is it difficult? They don't sell enough farmland houses, but they sell themselves, and they are worried Would you rather be a slave or a maid? These ridiculous nonsense should also be passed on to the people all over the world to listen to and let them judge. "

Jiang Pengji opened her words. The expressions of the people changed again and again, and her eyes changed from fear to deep fear.

Although Jiang Pengji has just arrived in Chongzhou, she knows a lot about Chongzhou from Guxin.

Gu Xin went from south to North for business, and the news was the most well-informed. He even came into contact with the human peddler business operated by Chongzhou gentry.

Jiang Pengji has a lot of solid hammers in her hand. They can't argue.

The lady was so frightened that she lost blood. Her voice was like a mosquito. "I don't know where the gentleman heard this..."

Jiang Pengji glanced at her and said, "no matter where she heard it, it is irrefutable evidence."

The crowd fell into an ice cellar. Depending on the situation, Jiang Pengji didn't intend to let them go.

An old man glared at the Zongfu in secret and scolded the woman for her stupidity. He said, "the matter of people's fields and houses can be put aside for the time being and discussed later. However, the matter of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country should be thoroughly investigated anyway."

The most important thing now is not to wash white, buy and sell.

Once the matter of collaborating with the enemy and treason is determined, it will definitely harm the whole family.

At the slightest, you lose your family property, at the worst, you kill a family.

Jiang Pengji said, "There are all evidences here. What do you want to deny? If you don't cooperate with the enemy and betray the country, how can you explain that you take their fields and houses from the people, break them into cheap ones from good ones, and sell them to northern Xinjiang in batches? Do you know what life they live in Northern Xinjiang? Animals live better than them! How can you explain these letters written by your patriarch?"

Jiang Pengji opened a superstition letter. The contents of the letter made the old man sweat.

The current situation is very unfavorable to them. Jiang Pengji is still aggressive and flustered. They have no energy to seriously distinguish the handwriting in the letter. Anyway, at first glance, they are indeed familiar with the handwriting, even the signature.

Is it true?

Did the patriarch really make a treacherous deal with the aliens in Northern Xinjiang behind his back?

But... But they occupy the fields and houses just for wealth. They have no intention of treason at all!

In the words of the audience in the live studio, the yellow mud fell into their crotch - not shit, but also shit. They have no confidence to deny it.

At the thought that Jiang Pengji would publicize these scandals, so that people all over the world knew that these ethnic elders only felt that they were dark and almost paralyzed. For the gentry, ruin is more terrible than anything.