Chapter 104 (1/2)
For seven consecutive days, Yan Liqiang, like an audience in a cinema, stood aside and silently watched a series of stories after his death.
When Qian Su begged for his body in the criminal arrest yamen, he was nearby
When Shi Dafeng angrily tore up the notice in the National Art Museum, he was nearby
When his body turned to ashes in the fire, he was beside
When butcher Liu was elated in front of his butcher's stall, he was also nearby
When Master Lu in the lujiazhuang gave his portrait of the mountain breeze to Lu Peien to burn, he was also nearby
He even went to Baoen temple with Wu Ma in person. He was completely relieved when he saw that Wu Ma was also living well in Baoen temple.
The sadness of relatives and relatives around them and the proud faces of the children flashed one by one in front of Yan Liqiang.
Love and snobbery are completely different at this moment.
In Pingxi City, he was reviled by countless people. Even after his ashes were buried in Baizhang mountain by Qian Su and others, someone really went to Liuhe Town to ask where he was buried - everything was guessed by Qian su.
Ye Xiao and Wang haofei have become passionate and righteous young heroes. Speaking of these two people in Pingxi city and Huanglong County, there is praise everywhere, and they themselves have become heinous criminals.
The reputation of Ye Tiancheng, the prefect of Pingxi County, reached a new peak after this incident.
The Sheriff has a good son who has acted courageously, and the sheriff's difficult choice at the critical moment would rather sacrifice his son than let a bad man go. Such integrity is the blessing of the people of Pingxi county.
Even if Yan Liqiang is a man for two generations, he has never experienced the touch to Yan Liqiang in just a few days.
The so-called world is full of forms, human feelings are warm and cold, but so.
Only in movies and fairy tales, good people will win, live to the end, and evil outweighs good. In fact, in reality, many times, bad people will win, and evil will overwhelm good. When bad people laugh and enjoy one by one, many good people who oppose them are full of justice. Many of their bones are cold and the grass on the grave, It's three feet high.