After a long time, the messy footsteps rang out, Han Anbo rushed into the door, holding the table and breathing heavily.

"Brother Zheng, what's wrong?"

Zheng Hui said the story.

Han Anbo frowned and analyzed: "If it were before, our Yewei came to the door to ask someone, but now that is the case, he will be caught. The man found the victim, came prepared, set up a trap and waited for us. He took it away.

But I don’t say a word about your money. I suspect that in addition to revenge, I also have to 'put in the pot to boil oil', squeeze it dry little by little, and then release the high-ranking official when there is no oil or water."

"I can sell it in a bad way!" Zheng Hui said.

Han Anbo sighed and said, "Brother Zheng, you are concerned about it. You think it's enough to sell iron. That's just boiling oil in the pot. After selling iron, you still have to sell houses and land. After selling the houses and land, you have to force you to borrow money.

When you can't pay back the debt, you will force you to sell yourself. Those official and business landlords are the best at this and have been passed down from generation to generation."

Zheng Hui's teeth were clenched.

Li Qingxian heard this technique familiar, and seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Brother Han, do you know anyone in the West District Bingmasi?" Li Qingxian asked.

"I know, but the grade is not high. The other party's eighth grade and ordinary seventh grade may not be able to suppress it. At least the middle grade must be used. Who knows the middle grade of Bingma Si? Even if you know him, find the sixth grade of Bingma Si

, what kind of favor do you have to bear?"

Li Qingxian shook his head.

"The key is to arrest theft, and arresting is the responsibility of the Bingma. As for when to send it to the Shendu Office, it will be fine if it is delayed for more than ten days. If you can't see the money today, they will send it to...the people to threaten it tomorrow.

Force Brother Zheng to raise money." Han Anbo said.

Zheng Hui wiped his tears secretly.

"Is there any other way?" Li Qingxian asked.

"It's hard. They all have evidence and physical evidence, so it's okay no matter how they fiddled with it. We can only wait until the Shendu Mansion Office picks up the people, and then start from the Shendu Mansion Office. It's easier to manage than the Military and Ma Si." Han Anbo said.

"It really doesn't work. I'll go and ask Uncle Zhou. He should know the people from the Bingmasi." Li Qingxian said.

Han Anbo said: "The Five Cities Military and Ma Si and Ye Wei have been incompatible for a long time, and they cannot match them under the emperor's nose. Lord Zhou may also find someone to match him and owe him a favor. The main reason is Gao Jue's identity, they

If we dare to arrest Brother Zheng, our Yewei would dare to rush to the Military and Ma Si directly, and no one would choose to deal with it."

Zheng Hui sighed.

Li Qingxian thought for a while and said with a smile: "What if Zheng Gaojue was also from our Yewei?"

"Hmm?" Zheng Hui looked confused.

Han Anboxi said: "Can you do it?"

"This kind of thing is that I owe Uncle Zhou a favor, a small matter! Let's go with me to Chunfengju. If Uncle Zhou is not here, let's go and find it."

The three of them stood up, Zheng Hui grabbed Li Qingxian's sleeve and whispered: "Captain Li, is it OK?"

"Just keep your heart in your stomach. You are from Yewei. If something happens to your child, Uncle Zhou cannot ignore it."

The group arrived at Chunfeng's residence, and Zhou Chunfeng was not there, so Li Qingxian asked the guards to find someone.

Li Qingxian asked the two of them to sit down, but they didn't dare to sit down, so they just stood outside the house.

Soon, footsteps came from outside.

When Li Qingxian looked at him, he saw Zhou Chunfeng lifting his green robe and stepping over the threshold of the gate. Zhou Hen followed behind.

"Uncle Zhou," Li Qingxian greeted him, "I have a shortage of individuals in the 9th house of the Jiaji Team. Zheng Gaojue, a child from the Zheng team, is tall and strong, and he is honest. If you come to Yewei for a few years, you will definitely be able to get the product. I think it is worse than Let him enter our night guard.”

Zhou Chunfeng glanced at the two men who were showing off, and his eyes stayed on Han Anbo for a moment. He walked into the house and said, "No problem, I'm in a hurry?"

Li Qingxian followed behind, talking about today's affairs while walking. After that, Zhou Chunfeng sat on the chair.

Zhou Chunfeng snorted coldly and said, "Lawless! I will issue an appointment document now to let Zheng Gaojue enter the night guard. Please take my golden order..."

The air suddenly solidified.

Zhou Chunfeng, Zhou Hen, Li Qingxian and Han Anbo all looked at the empty Lingzhan bucket on the table.

Li Qingxian smiled and took out two golden-shaped orders from the Qiankun bracelet, put them in the bamboo tube of the order, and then took one back and held it in his hand.

Zheng Hui at the door was stunned, and Han Anbo wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Where is that one?"

"Walking Han Anbo to form an art show to help Shendushi find out the news and prevent the criminals from disturbing the emperor's birthday." Li Qingxian looked serious.

"snort!"

Zhou Chunfeng glared at Li Qingxian and picked up his pen and said, "Zheng Hei, report your child's hometown, appearance and other details."

"Thank you, Lord Zhou, thank you. My son's name is Zheng Gaojue..."

After a while, Zhou Chunfeng finished writing the document and appointed Zheng Gaojue as the Jiajiu Yewei, and wrote another letter, saying: "This is my command to the West District Military Police Tan. Go, don't lose the face of Yewei.

”

"Abide by the order!"

Li Qingxian stepped forward and put away two letters and said, "I'm afraid it's difficult to deal with the other side, so I want to find He Fangshou to help."

"Sure." Zhou Chunfeng finished speaking, pressed his right hand against his upper lip and coughed lightly.

"Have you drunk loquat paste?"

“Drink.”

"Don't forget, at least once a day. Uncle Zhou, then I'll leave." Li Qingxian raised his Chinese letter and turned around and left.

Zhou Chunfeng looked out the door and said after a while: "From the distance to prevent the soldiers and horses from going in chaos."

"Yes." Zhou Hen walked away.

Li Qingxian found He Lei, the head of the street patrol house. He Lei looked at the golden order and heard that his own people were suffering, he cursed the military officer.

"Border army tigers, wolfs in the Beijing camp, and little sheep from the military personnel. These dogs and things must be cured! However, Yewei is no longer as few people than before, and it doesn't work. Don't worry, let's wait for noon, the Yewei brothers are all

Come back, eat and drink enough, fuck him!”

Li Qingxian took out the money and asked Han Anbo to contact the food hall to prepare a big meal for everyone in the street patrol room.

As noon approached, the night guards in the street patrol rooms returned one after another, and saw a long table plastered under the big locust tree in the courtyard, with large pots of stewed chicken, braised lamb, braised elbows, braised pork, and white rice smoked

The smell, the fragrance drifts away.

After everyone was together, He Lei talked about the military personnel, and Zheng Hui was usually righteous, the night guards screamed.

"Fuck the bastard of Bingmasi to death!"

"I stewed those little lambs!"

"Yewei cannot let the Bingmasi riding on his head!"

He Lei nodded with satisfaction and shouted: "Eat and drink enough and have the strength to go to the Bingmas and Masjid with me to ask for someone!"

Zhongyewei ate large pieces of meat and ate in big mouthfuls.

After eating and drinking, taking a break, everyone comforted Zheng Hui.

As time came, the night guards of the four departments of the patrol room, A, B, C, and D, gathered 120 people to inspect the weapons, brought crossbows, broken door equipment, and even drove two carriages.

It was afternoon, and most night guards rested in the yamen.

Along the way, the Yewei from other officials kept inquiring about it. He heard that he was going to the Military Affairs Office, and he heard that he was the only life magician leading the team, and people continued to join.

The Night Guards of the Demon Hunting Department remembered the arrangements Li Qingxian and Han Anbo for the fallen brothers, called their friends and joined the team.

After leaving the Night Guard Gate, a team of three hundred people killed each other.

Zheng Hui looked at the Ye Guard team, his eyes turned red, and his waist slowly straightened, as if he was back to the past.

Han Anbo came over and said, "The other party has a certificate, and I'm afraid something will happen. I think we will go directly to find someone's certificate and ask about the situation. It's best."
Chapter completed!