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"Could it be that the flower-picking devil is really not dead?"

Major General Pan Liang was surprised.

Long Chen shook his head and said, "I don't know. Let's take him back for interrogation and see what we can find out. I finally caught him alive this time."

Zhehuaxian is a legendary figure who ruined the wife and concubine of the president of the Tianxiahui.

This kind of person must be hiding deep, and may even become a big boss.

It would be interesting to dig it out.

Pan Liang personally took the rope and tied up the flower picker.

The homeowner poked his head out of the door and looked nervously at the officers and soldiers outside.

"By the way, a lot of houses were damaged tonight. We must compensate them according to the price. No deductions shall be made."

Long Chen just tried too hard to chase people and crushed many houses.

"You will finally understand!"

Pan Liang accepted the order and immediately asked the soldiers to discuss compensation.

"Give me a horse and return to the Metropolitan Procuratorate immediately."

Pan Liang asked the soldiers to take out a horse. Long Chen mounted the horse and escorted the flower picker to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

...

Rouge Lane.

In the Wangqing Pavilion, literati recited poems and composed poems, beautiful girls sang softly, Yueniang greeted her inside and outside, and business was booming.

Ya'er ran upstairs with her short legs.

Pushing the door open and entering the room, the half-fairy lady was counting cards and there were thick account books piled on the table.

"Madam, I caught one, and then I caught another..."

Ya'er shouted breathlessly.

"What caught another one?"

The half-fairy lady put down her abacus and asked doubtfully.

Ya'er gestured with her fleshy little hands and said, "Long Chengen just caught another disciple of Zhehuaxian, and he is being interrogated by the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

The half-immortal lady's face turned cold and she said coldly: "Okay, let's capture another one alive. I wonder if Long Chengen can ask anything."

Xiao Ling has been in the hands of the half-fairy lady for so long, and she hasn't asked anything.

"Go and inquire, and report back immediately if you have any news."

Ya'er nodded sharply and flew out of the window.

...

Fengming Palace.

Yingfeng quietly entered the bedroom, where the empress was lying on the bed sleeping.

"Your Majesty..."

Yingfeng shouted softly.

The empress slowly opened her eyes, and Yingfeng reported: "Long Chen just caught a flower-picking thief, he may be a disciple of the Flower-Zhe Fairy."

Yingfeng frowned, got up and asked, "Are you sure?"

Yingfeng shook his head slightly and said: "Still under interrogation."

The empress said: "Go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate and tell me immediately if you have any news."

Yingfeng immediately went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

...

Metropolitan Procuratorate, torture room.

The flower-picking thief was tied to the torture rack, with iron rings on his wrists and ankles, and his neck was also tied with iron rings and tied to a pillar.

Long Chen was sitting in front. A doctor was holding a basin of water, squatting on the ground, holding tweezers in his hand, helping Long Chen pick out the fragments.

"Dazhuguo, you..."

Outside the door, Bai Anning, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, hurried in and saw that Long Chen's feet were bleeding and the water in the basin had turned light red.

"It doesn't matter if you forget to put on your shoes when you go out. This will heal you quickly."

Long Chen was embarrassed to say that he was kicked out by Di Luoxi in the middle of the night.

The yamen servant helped Bai Anning move a chair over and asked Bai Anning to sit down.

Bai Anning winked, and the yamen servant immediately moved the chair away.

Long Chen is here, and Bai Anning, the censor, is not qualified to sit here.

Li Junjun, the censor of Zuoqiandu, hurriedly came in wearing court clothes, smiled and bowed: "Dazhu Kingdom, my lord censor, I am late for my post."

Li Junjun was still sleeping at home when he heard that there was an emergency at the Metropolitan Procuratorate and it involved Long Chen. Li Junjun immediately got up and arrived.

"Dazhuguo, what's wrong with your feet?"

Li Junjun diligently knelt down to check the injury and asked the doctor anxiously: "Is Dazhuguo's foot okay? You have to help him heal it. We, Da Zhou, cannot do without Dazhuguo."

The doctor was very nervous and said with sweating profusely: "Don't worry, Mr. Li, the injuries are not serious, they are just flesh injuries."

The injuries to the soles of the feet and toes were more serious, but no muscles or bones were injured, so they were not serious.

But even so, the doctor was still very nervous, because Long Chen belonged to the Dazhu Kingdom, and he would be responsible if things went wrong.

"That's good, that's good..."

Li Junjun squatted and watched the doctor treat his injuries.

Everyone knew that Li Junjun was going out of his way to please Long Chen and didn't say anything.

The relationship between Bai Tingting and Long Chen is extraordinary. Li Junjun might one day become the father-in-law of Dazhu Kingdom.

"Master Li, please get up, squatting is quite tiring."

Long Chen was embarrassed and turned sideways to help Li Junjun.

In the evening, he promised Bai Tingting to be the fourth concubine. Li Junjun would be his father-in-law from now on. Long Chen couldn't let him do this.

"Thank you Dazhuguo for your concern."

Li Junjun felt very proud.

It took some time to remove the fragments, and the doctor applied the best medicine and tied it with gauze.

"Sir, please try not to move around for the past two days so that you can recover faster."

"Also, don't wear boots. You can wear straw sandals and clogs to keep them breathable and prevent suppuration."

The doctor gave another order.

"Thank you doctor."

Long Chen bowed his hand and thanked him, and the doctor hurriedly replied: "I don't dare, it's my responsibility, Dazhu Kingdom is too polite."

After packing up his things, the doctor exited the torture room.

"What happened to your foot?"

Just as the doctor left, Yingfeng came in.

"Why are you here? The Holy Father asked you to come here?"

Seeing Yingfeng, Long Chen was a little surprised. Did you know about the empress?

Bai Anning bowed to Yingfeng, and Yingfeng nodded slightly. They were both at the same level, so there was no need to be polite.

"I'm going to pay my respects to Lord Yingfeng."

Li Junjun bowed deeply, and Yingfeng responded very politely: "You're welcome, Mr. Li."

Li Junjun knew that it was for the sake of Bai Tingting and Long Chen that Yingfeng returned the favor.

"Yu Shi Bai, hurry up and interrogate. The rest of the gang will leave."

Bai Anning immediately asked the others to go out, leaving only Li Junjun.

The door of the torture room was closed, and the guards were guarding outside.

Long Chen leaned on the chair, looked at the flower picker, and asked coldly: "Name!"

The flower picker's hands, feet and neck were tied with iron rings, his lips were a little purple, his eyes scanned the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Long Chen.

"I am your father!"

The flower picker laughed and laughed.

Li Junjun was furious when he heard this and cursed: "You dare to insult Dazhu Kingdom, you are seeking death!"

Snap!

A whip dipped in salt water fell hard on the flower picker. Yingfeng was furious: "Such an evil thief will not be honest until he is beaten!"

The whip made a whining sound and fell hard on the flower picker.

Soon, the flower-picking thief became completely naked, his face was distorted in pain, and the human skin used to disguise himself fell off, revealing a wretched face.

"What's your name!"

Yingfeng whipped him again, making the flower picker tremble slightly.

"You are Yingfeng, the empress's personal guard. You are indeed beautiful. I have never tasted a beauty like you..."

Wow!

When a spoonful of salt water was poured on his body, the flower picker's muscles all trembled, and his face became distorted.

Long Chen shook his head slightly, and Yingfeng stopped.

"The Immortal of Flowers is in Nanliang, in Jinling in Nanliang."

Long Chen picked up a stone tablet. The color of this stone tablet was very strange. It was brown, black, white, and rusty. Judging from the texture, it was not jade and it was not valuable.

But the carvings on it are extremely fine and beautiful.

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