Fang Zheng said bitterly, just like an ordinary, helpless person: "The little monk didn't lie, every sentence is true. As for the donor's saying that the little monk has a lot of things, either peeing or shit, it is nonsense. Along the way, the carriage stopped at a small inn called Green Forest, where he had to spend fifty copper plates to buy a few pieces of fried bamboo shoots when he went into the house to shelter the rain. Where can I get to thatched cottage?

They were eating chickens and drinking, and I and many donors were wet outside for an hour.

After finally getting into the city, I couldn't hold it anymore, so I asked to get off the car and get into the cottage. But I knew that they had to leave the little monk as soon as they got off the car. The little monk was really scared."

The official officer looked at Fang Zheng and then looked at the coachman. The two of them had their own opinions, and they could not tell who was right for a while.

So the official officer looked at the passenger: "Who can stand up and say it? What this little monk said is true?"

The ticket seller turned his back to the officer and stared at the passengers fiercely. All the passengers lowered their heads and remained silent.

The official immediately felt it was difficult to deal with.

The coachman smiled proudly: "Little monk, look, if what you said is true, everyone will definitely come forward to support you. No one is talking now, and the meaning is very clear."

The official nodded slightly and believed the coachman a little.

At this time, Fang Zheng spoke: "Donor, I am still young, but I think this car is a black car! He does not have the qualification to operate, so I ask the donor to investigate the matter."

As soon as these words came out, the coachman's face changed suddenly.

The official officer looked at the coachman suspiciously: "Take out the operation qualification certificate and I'll take a look."

The driver's forehead was filled with cold sweat and smiled and said, "I must have an operating qualification certificate, but... Lao Chen, you can look for it."

The ticket seller pretended to look around and said, "Oh, it seems to be in Anton's house."

The coachman looked at the official with a embarrassed look and said, "Sir, look, what should I do?"

Strong sacrifice reading. Founder said: "Don't donors and operate vehicles, shouldn't they bring their operating qualification certificates at any time?

Even if I forgot to bring it, if this car really has an operating qualification certificate, the transportation management department should have a record.

It's true or false, you'll know it once you ask."

Fang Zheng was very sure that this was a black car. The reason was very simple. Passengers on the road said that the public cars operated by Jingguo were not very good, but they would not detour or cheat money. Because they had a fixed salary, they had nothing to do with how many people the vehicles were...

The most important thing is that the coachman and the ticket seller are full of sin and black air. Even if it is not a black car, it is a problem that cannot withstand investigation.

Sure enough, when he heard this, the coachman and the ticket seller were anxious.

The coachman hurriedly said, "Sir, you don't need it?"

While talking, the coachman wanted to take the official to chat with him.

However, as so many people watched, the official officer dared not follow him. He threw him away and scolded: "You two, come with me! Little monk, you follow me too! Where can you run!"

The coachman and the ticket seller, seeing that there was no chance, turned around and ran away.

The official shouted loudly and chased after him.

At this moment, a beautiful little foot stuck out, and the coachman was tripped and fell on the ground by a dog eating shit.

The ticket seller tripped by a puppy, and the two officials sent up and immediately pressed them to the ground.

At this point, the official officer didn't have to think about what was going on. The other party said, "Little Monk, you have nothing to do with you anymore, so don't have to go with us. Let's take these two people back, grandma, you're running black cars in Jingguo? I'm afraid your head is not enough to cut it?"

Fang Zheng asked curiously: "Donor, how can I punish you if you run a black car?"

The official said, "This car must be confiscated and locked up for a while. As for the fine, it depends on how much money he made... the penalty is doubled."

Hearing this, the coachman and ticket conductor looked as if they were dead.

The two officials directly pushed the two away, but another person came soon and drove the car to the destination.

"Master, thank you." Just as everyone got out of the car, an old man suddenly stood up and saluted Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng was startled: "Amitabha, what does the donor mean?"

The old man said, "I have suffered all the anger from that evil man along the way. Thanks to the master who stood up to help us get out of this anger. My heart feels relieved... I am so old that I am timid. I haven't been able to stand up to speak for you before, I'm sorry."

"Master, we don't know that the punishment for driving a black car is so harsh. We think it's enough to criticize and educate at most. So, we are also afraid that they will take revenge on us..."

"I thought they were colluding with the official officer, so..."

Everyone talked about the reasons why they didn't help.

Fang Zhengze listened with a smile, and when everyone finished speaking, he replied: "Amitabha, I understand the meaning of the donor. You have suffered a loss, but you are afraid that the other party will harm you, so you dare not stand up. But have you ever thought about it? If you don't stand up, they will always exist. Sooner or later, it will harm you. Even if you don't harm you, it will harm your relatives and lovers.

Chapter 17b. This time, it was just a little rain. If the car overturned on the road, people would die.

When the driver of this unlicensed car broke up, let alone compensation, you may not even be able to find someone, right?

At that time, where do you go to complain?"

Everyone was silent. Obviously, they did not realize that the harm of black cars was so great.

Fang Zheng continued: "If there is no one to take a regular car, the number of cars will inevitably be reduced. If the number of cars is reduced, the number of cars will be more black cars... There are more dangers when there are more black cars, and no one can guarantee that there will be no accident in the future."

At this moment, the driver said, "The little monk is right, you can come and take a look. The horse's leg is injured. In my opinion, this injury has been broken before. Although the dragon horse is strong, this injury cannot be healed. Once it runs too fast or the road slips, its leg will easily break. Even if it keeps falling and falls, the consequences will be unimaginable.

There are many steep mountain roads along Andong. If you fall down, you...

I’m afraid your family won’t see your corpse!”

The Great Owl was the one who shivered. Thinking of the rugged mountain road when they came, everyone shivered.

The official officer continued: "The dragon horse is expensive. For the sake of profit, the black car will only buy old horses or sick horses and injured horses. This is a safety hazard. I advise you not to be greedy for cheapness or save trouble to ride in the black car.

When you encounter a black car, don’t come to face them on the road. When you arrive in the city, you will report it. If you dare not name it, then be anonymous. As long as you confirm that it is a black car, we will always have a way to make them disappear.

Remember, if you indulge in sin, you will sooner or later be yourself."
Chapter completed!