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Chapter 62 Salted Fish Turn Over

The guards held a stick and smashed it at Ji Zi'an.

Ji Zi'an finally managed to resist his head and refused to shrink his head. The yamen around him had already come forward and shouted with great might: "Protect sir."

Zhang Keyuan, who was standing not far away, frowned. Unexpectedly, this coward had some ability to pretend, especially the several yamen servants he brought from the capital, who were very protective of him.

Li Wenqing said in a deep voice: "It seems that he is determined..."

"Don't be anxious," Zhang Keyuan ordered, "Let a few more guards go up and lead the people around Ji Zi'an away. Without other people's protection, he will make excuses to slip away. Then I will come forward to clean up the mess. Let's see how he will fall."

Li Wenqing looked at the manager beside him.

Several guards took sticks to meet them again.

There were fewer and fewer yamen around him. Ji Zian suddenly felt empty on all sides, and the wind blew in directly, making his crotch cold.

He had just had two sips of wine with his eldest niece, and now they were all gone. He suddenly felt regretful that he was cheated by his eldest niece.

He couldn't help but want to slip away. As long as he raised his hand and said a few high-sounding words, he would apply oil to the bottom of his feet and leave the place of right and wrong.

Seeing his family carrying a stick coming forward, he was about to retreat, but his calves began to cramp.

Ji Zian struggled and threw out a deep voice: "You dare to openly resist the government, come with me..." Let's run away together...

He could no longer say anything, because the servant of the Li family, who had red eyes and was not afraid of death, had raised the stick in his hand, and the Li Feng carried by the stick swept towards his cheek.

Ji Zi'an's raised arms began to tremble, and he would run away with his head in his arms the next step, but at the moment when he was exhausted, he felt something hard stuffed into his palm. Then his fingers were clenched uncontrollably, and his elbow was pushed, and he rushed forward.

With a "puff", his right hand seemed to have penetrated something.

Everything around seemed to be still, and the stick hanging on his head was also frozen there. The vicious guard's expression was dull and his eyes were blurred. Soon the stick fell to the ground and hit Ji Zi'an's toes hard.

Ji Zian didn't feel the pain because of shock.

He is... murdering.

The sword in his hand sank into the body of the guard guard. With the light of the torch, he could see the blood of the guard guard falling to the ground along the wound. Everyone around him stopped fighting one after another and looked over.

"Crazy" "Crazy" Ji Zian heard his gritting teeth and didn't know what to do.

"Uncle Six, it's time to speak." A cold and calm voice came.

Ji Zian turned his head and saw Li Yong. Li Yong was supporting his soft body with one hand.

Li Yong had a straight figure and looked calm: "Li Wenqing's vassal goods are here. I will take someone to find them. My uncle's identity as a censor can definitely stabilize the situation."

Looking at Ji Zian who was shaking like a little chicken, Li Yong couldn't help but wonder if Ji Zian could hold on.

Ji's family is too bold, Ji Zi'an is as timid as a mouse.

Both the uncle and the niece are so uneasy.

Having such a person by his side is really a blessing from his previous life.

Why did he step into this muddy water?

Li Yong frowned and lowered his voice: "I will be the first to cause trouble. If I don't die, you won't die." This is already the biggest promise.

Ji Zi'an's backbone seemed to be harder, and he waved his hand to pull the sword back: "I am the imperial censor, and I hold the laws of the court in my hand. Those who violate the violations are like a rebellion and will be killed without mercy."

The sticks in the guard's hand fell to the ground, and no one dared to come forward to stop him.

Seeing the situation of stabilizing again, Li Yong retreated into the darkness with confidence.

In this regard, both uncle and nephew are masters of cheating.

What is the origin of the Ji family’s ancestor?

...

Seeing the ward being taken down, Li Wenqing looked at Zhang Keyuan questioningly: "Mr. Zhang... This... this is wrong."

Zhang Keyuan's whole face was bloody red, his throat tightened, and he didn't know what to say. He was still full of confidence just now, but now he was a little doubtful.

What's going on with this guy? Is it a complete transformation in a blink of an eye?

This is impossible.

"Sir, it's too late if you don't take action." Li Wenqing vaguely saw a person appearing beside Ji Zi'an. The man looked very slender and looked very much like Li Yong. It was indeed them who joined forces.

Zhang Keyuan waved to his subordinates and several people walked forward.

"Ji Zi'an," Zhang Keyuan approached Jinbu and spoke immediately, "This is Taiyuan Prefecture, why didn't he notify me in advance if he brought people to search for evidence?"

Ji Zi'an raised his head and saw dozens of soldiers surrounding him with their waists.

Ji Zi'an's heart trembled and couldn't help swallowing. If it weren't for Li Yong's words, he would have probably left apart: "Has the magistrate forgotten that the censor should focus on investigating the case. I am also doing things for the emperor and I have no choice but to do it."

I can't help myself.

"Since that's the case, how can I stand by and watch?" Zhang Keyuan ordered his left and right, "help Lord Ji search together."

Li Wenqing next to him couldn't help but smile. As long as Zhang Keyuan was there, Ji Zi'an would be restrained everywhere.

"Uncle Six, what are you doing?"

A nasty voice sounded from behind Li Wenqing.

Li Wenqing immediately pressed his chest in one breath, and he had not had time to adjust his breath.

"I've killed someone, is that a murder?"

Ji Yanran pointed to the wardrobe on the ground and screamed: "Grandma, come quickly, it's dead..."

Li Wenqing looked over with the sound and saw several carriages reaching the entrance of the village, with servants surrounding them in front and behind the car. So many women were there, and everything they did was in the way.

"What are you here to do?" Li Wenqing scolded Ji, "Everyone goes back."

"Second uncle, don't be angry," Ji Yanran waved her hand in panic, "Don't be angry, I...I'll persuade Uncle Six to leave immediately and not investigate."

"Uncle Six," Ji Yanran stepped forward a few steps and grabbed Ji Zi'an's sleeve, "Uncle Six, let's go. There are many people in them, and we... we can't beat them."

"Look, they all have knives, you will be caught like Ah Yong."

Zhang Keyuan's eyes fell on Ji Yanran's face.

This is the niece that Ji Zian wanted to steal.

"Uncle," Ji Yanran held Ji Zi'an's cold hand and kept shaking, "You can't die. How can I explain to my father if you die? My father will definitely think that I have not taken good care of you."

Ji Zi'an was about to cry without tears.

These words really touched his heart. He couldn't let his niece die here, otherwise the eldest brother would definitely be so angry that he died.

"Come," Zhang Keyuan couldn't bear it anymore, "pull this woman away from me."

"Who dares?" Ji Zian felt his arm twisted, and he immediately shook his whole body. "I want to see who will go to the court to supervise the head of the censor today."

Ji Zi'an raised his hand and his sharp sword penetrated straight into the soil.

Today, his salted fish is about to turn over.

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Chapter completed!
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