The whole class traveled through time, the prince's wife was exiled to the wasteland and became

Chapter 443: Law enforcement is warm and the stick is strong

"Mr. Qi, then you must know a lot about Empress Dowager Yu, right?"

Cheng Jiayu's eyes flickered. "I heard that there is a hidden reason why Empress Dowager Yu hates the Xin family so deeply."

After hearing this, the old doctor Qi paused and gave Cheng Jiayu a slap on the face: "You little bastard, you still want to trick me?"

"The Xin family has been exiled. There is nothing much to say about this matter. Can they come back?"

He changed the subject: "Qi Yun, that little bastard, tricked me into coming here. I thought it was quite boring at first, but now, things are starting to get interesting."

"You youngsters are quite my type. Not bad, you guys should just follow me from now on!"

Doctor Qi's words amused Xue Wei and his group.

"Okay, we'll rely on you on this journey!"

After Qiu Fang, the guards, and the escorts had helped the captured bandits, they came over to report, "Master Xue, the head count has been completed."

"There are a total of 153 bandits in this group."

"There are eighty people in the Tiger Camp and seventy-three people in the Gold and Silver Camp."

Xue Wei understood, and then said to the bandits: "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Xue Wei, the county magistrate of Jingshui County in the northwest."

"Welcome everyone to become the first batch of members of our labor reform team!"

After Xue Wei finished speaking, Qiu Fang led his men to applaud.

Many of the captured bandits were bitten by poisonous creatures, and their wounds were swollen and painful. They were already dizzy and were even more confused when they heard Xue Wei's words.

Zou Hu, the owner of Menghu Manor, never imagined that these ordinary-looking followers could actually command poisonous creatures like scorpions and centipedes, and that such a master was hiding beside a small county magistrate.

Zou Hu asked in confusion: "Master Xue, what does this labor camp mean?"

Xue Wei patiently explained: "The labor reform team is the abbreviation of the labor reform team. It helps criminals to become human beings again through labor reform."

As Xue Wei spoke, Guan Yue organized his men to distribute the printed team rules and regulations and the Eight Honors and Eight Shames to these bandits.

"This is the rule of the labor camp. You must memorize it before noon tomorrow. Not only must you memorize it, but you must also follow the rules. If anyone fails to do so, they will be thrown into the centipede pit."

"Those who haven't finished reciting the whole thing by noon tomorrow will be given ten more blows."

"And for every hour overtime, two more sticks will be added!"

Immediately, a bandit said with a bitter face: "We are rough people, unlike you educated people. We can't read a single word!"

Zhang Tongban caught the key point: "Wait, Master Xue, what do you mean by 'more' when you say 'beat ten more sticks'?"

Qiu Fang winked at his men and said, "Of course it's a gift to you bandits who committed robbery!"

Guan Yue raised the remaining paper in her hand and said: "Anyone who knows the words on this paper and can teach these members of the labor camp to recite the team discipline can be exempted from the ten-stick punishment."

The bandits remained silent. Most of them had no interest in reading and writing, nor did they want to memorize this crappy rule.

The enemy's guards and Guan Yue's bodyguards came up with long sticks.

They have received professional training. After ten blows from the stick, the flesh and bones will be in pain, but the person can still walk. However, with every step they take, their coccyx and hips will feel as if they are about to split.

"what!"

"Please spare me. Can't I just carry it on my back?"

……

As there were many bandits, they were divided into three groups and tortured in turns. The screams were endless. After seeing the power of the charlatan, they finally became afraid.

When they thought about suffering the same torture again tomorrow, many people turned their eyes to the copper coin.

Many people in Jinyinzhai knew that Zhang Tongban used to be a scholar and could read and write.

Zhang Tongban, who was in the second group, heard the screams and saw the bandits' expressions of agony. He looked at Xue Wei and others who were sitting on small wooden stools drinking tea and held their clothes, saying, "Master Xue, I know a few words. I can teach them to recite."

Xue Wei glanced at him and said, "Oh, you are the boss of Jinyin Village, what's your name?"

It was the first time that Zhang Tongban encountered someone who did not play by the rules. He answered honestly, "They all call me Zhang Tongban."

Xue Wei nodded slightly: "Okay, then you can start."

Guan Yue added: "Everyone is divided into groups of two and supervises each other. Both people in a group must recite it, otherwise they will still be beaten."

Xue Wei gave Guan Yue a thumbs up, saying that she was worthy of being the discipline committee member of their class and even set up a collective responsibility system.

At this time, someone couldn't help but say, "Master Xue, please be kind. Many of our brothers have been stung by centipedes and scorpions. Now the wounds hurt like fire, and we feel dizzy and have headaches. How can we recite books?"

Qiu Fang said to Xue Wei, "Master Xue, sixty-eight of these bandits were bitten by poisonous insects."

Doctor Qi, who was standing nearby, glanced at these people with a look of disdain, "You won't let me kill these scumbags, will you? I won't do it."

"As you have heard, we only have one doctor here and our medical resources are limited."

When Guan Yue went to that station, she acted like a mountain bandit’s number one sister: “Whoever can recite the Eight Honors and Eight Shames and the team disciplines by heart first will receive treatment first.”

"Anyway, the poison in you won't kill you in a short time, but it's a bit worse than death."

The poisoned bandits felt dizzy and almost fainted.

Guan Yue shrugged: "If you had the time to complain, you would have memorized two or three lines of team discipline long ago!"

The bandits looked at Zhang Tongban expectantly: "Brother Zhang, hurry up and start! I can't stand it any more!"

*

As the night deepened, in the remote and desolate Gobi Desert, the sound of people reciting books could be heard, which was truly eerie.

"All actions follow the command!"

“Don’t take a single needle or thread from the people!”

"All the spoils shall be turned over to the public..."

……

The bandits, with sad faces, followed the copper coins to learn to read, speaking the unstandard Mandarin.

Zhang Tongban was even more worried. He hated himself for being so "cultured" among these bandits. Now he had to teach these idiots how to read and memorize books. They all had such dull brains. It was really infuriating!

“Don’t hit or scold people.”

"Don't tease women."

“Don’t damage the crops.”

——"Crops, it's crops!"

Zhang Tongban corrected him impatiently, saying that Xue Wei and his group were simply not human beings. They had extremely high requirements for "endorsement" and even wanted to punish everyone collectively.

"Boss Zhang, what was the last sentence? I forgot?"

Zhang Tongban, who is emotionally stable and rarely gets angry, is almost driven crazy by these "students".

"F*ck you! I just finished talking to the last person who asked this question and you're asking again. Is your brain full of water? Are you pigs?"

The bandit who asked the question was scolded and said awkwardly: "Boss Zhang, doesn't the team discipline say, 'Speak kindly, don't hit or swear at others'? You can't swear."

Copper Coin: ...

"Your brain is working so well at this time that you can remember it so clearly?!"