Ma Jishun, a fellow acquaintance of Zhuzhou, grasped the life-saving straw at the critical moment.
It is said that Kong Jianchen fled out of fear of crime, and everything was put on him.
"I have ordered my subordinates to search for the whereabouts of Kong Jianchen. The Marquis will go and rest first. The evil thief will be caught soon."
Ma Jishun turned to leave, but Xu Zhiqiong shouted: "Hold on, the evil thief needs to be caught, and urgent things must be done. You first cook some porridge and rice for the refugees and arrange for them to return home.
Take the books and return all the rice and grain that you have plundered. If someone in your family dies of starvation, immediately pay a pension, write a memorial, and truthfully report the situation in Zhuzhou to the court.
Do these things immediately. If you do it wrong or do it too slowly, I will behead you!"
Ma Jishun received the order and quickly went on errands with his men. Hundreds of government officials were busy making a group, ordering food, cooking porridge, gathering refugees, and arresting the prefect, running up and down all over the city.
At dawn, the prefect Kong Jianchen opened his eyes and found himself lying under the eaves with a group of refugees.
This is Bamboo Kite City!
Kong Jianchen's eyes lit up, and just as he was about to get up, severe pain hit him all over his body, and he twisted around and fell to the ground again.
After shivering for a while, I couldn't get up. Suddenly, a cloud of smoke and dust rose up. I saw several government officials riding horses and shouting at the refugees: "Has anyone seen the prefect Kong Jianchen?"
The refugees had never seen the prefect before, and even if the prefect was in front of them, they would not recognize him.
Kong Jianchen opened his mouth and shouted at the Yamen, but no sound came out.
The official didn't notice him either, so he drove his horse away in the dust.
Kong Jianchen's eyes were bloodshot and he watched the official leave.
This group of trash, wait until I return to the Yamen, but I will put you all in jail!
From early morning to noon, a total of three groups of government officials came to inquire about the whereabouts of the prefect among the homeless.
They are all old men in the government office. They know that it is difficult to find the prefect, and it is difficult to deal with him once he finds him. They also spend time here in various ways.
Little did they know, the prefect was right in front of them, squirming toward them like an earthworm, rubbing the ground with his chin.
After finally squirming to the side of a government official, Kong Jianchen raised his head and bumped into the government official's trouser leg, and was kicked in the face by the government official.
"You're such a damn old man, you're bringing bad luck on me!" The officer slapped his trouser leg, then stepped forward and wanted to kick him.
Another officer said: "Okay, don't fight. Didn't you listen to Master Tongzhi? That Marquis of Yun won't let us beat the refugees, so go find the Master immediately."
"Where on earth are you going to find it? That old bastard has already run out of Zhuyuan City!"
"Don't worry about whether we can find him or not, we have to get busy. You don't know how ruthless that Luck Lord is!"
The government officials left, and Kong Jianchen was extremely anxious.
Is Marquis Yun here? Arriving at the state capital?
He must know a lot!
He is a popular person around the emperor. If he knows, the emperor will definitely know.
These things must be blamed on Tongzhi Ma Jishun, who defended the prefect. This is a matter of course.
But I'm not in the Yamen now, so I'm afraid Ma Jishun will blame me for everything.
No, even if I crawl, I have to crawl back to the Yamen!
I think so, but it's really not that easy to climb.
Kong Jianchen hasn't eaten for a long time. He hasn't even taken a sip of water since last night.
There was a spasm in his stomach and dizziness in his head, and Kong Jianchen could no longer crawl.
He glanced at the dazed refugees around him, and he knew how to deal with them.
They were not given food, drink, or sleep. Under such circumstances, most refugees could not hold on for long.
He never dreamed that his current situation was worse than that of the refugees. Not only did he have nothing to eat and no water to drink, but most importantly, he was seriously injured.
According to the current trend, he will definitely die faster than the refugees, and he may not even be able to survive for a day.
Kong Jianchen looked around to see if there was anyone familiar around him.
There was a young man in the distance who was also watching him silently.
The young man recognized Kong Jianchen, but left quietly without making a move.
He knew that there was a judge near Kong Jianchen.
He saw Liu Benxiang's figure on the street corner.
Moreover, tying these judges and Kong Jianchen together seems to be a great gift.
It's no problem to exchange this great gift for a seventh-grade official.
The most important thing is that no one else can take the credit. This great gift must be given to those who need it most.
…
Xu Zhiqiong slept until noon in the state capital. Not long after he woke up, the Yamen officer came to report on Tuesday: "There is a young man outside the door who says he knows the whereabouts of Prefect Kong."
Xu Zhiqiong was startled. Those judges were exposed?
Why are they so unreliable?
"Where is Kong Jianchen now?"
Tuesday Biao said: "We asked, but the young man refused to tell us."
"Why don't you say anything?"
"Perhaps he was afraid that we would lose his reward, so he insisted on taking you to see Prefect Kong himself."
Just don't say it.
Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said, "Take him to the main hall."
When he came to the main hall, Xu Zhiqiong looked at the young man in the hall and felt that his figure looked familiar.
Xu Zhiqiong remained silent and looked at the cadre beside him.
Zhou Biao quickly shouted: "Don't you want to see Mr. Hou? Mr. Hou is here!"
The young man immediately saluted and said: "Young man Hu Qinshan, I have met the Marquis."
Upon hearing this voice, Xu Zhiqiong laughed.
He knew the young man's identity.
Xu Zhiqiong still didn't speak and just watched silently.
Zhou Biao was very nervous and shouted again: "Didn't you say you know where Prefect Kong is? Tell the Marquis quickly!"
Hu Qinshan nodded and said: "Master Hou, Prefecture Kong is in the west of the city. I will take you there."
Zhou Biao said angrily: "The west side of the city is so big! The Marquis is here, and you are still hesitant to speak!"
Hu Qinshan pursed his lips and said, "This matter is confidential and I can only tell the Marquis alone."
"Damn you!" Zhou Biao stepped forward and kicked Hu Qinshan, but Xu Zhiqiong stopped him.
Xu Zhiqiong whispered to Zhou Biao: "It doesn't matter, I'll just go with him."
Zhou Biao looked troubled: "Master Hou, do you still need to do this kind of thing yourself?"
"Kong Jianchen is the culprit. I wouldn't worry if it were anyone else."
"Then how many brothers should I take to follow you?"
"No need, you have been busy all night, please rest in the Yamen."
Zhou Biao did not dare to say more and shouted to Hu Qinshan: "Show the way to Mr. Hou!"
Xu Zhiqiong stood up and walked to Hu Qinshan.
Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's figure, Hu Qinshan also felt a little familiar.
He didn't dare to think too much and walked out of the Yamen with Xu Zhiqiong, only to find that Xu Zhiqiong didn't have a single Yamen servant with him.
"Master Marquis, don't you bring more people?"
Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said nothing. Hu Qinshan quickly lowered his head and said: "It's strange that Xiaomin is talking too much. Xiaomin doesn't want to be greedy for the reward money. Xiaomin really wants to serve the Marquis."
Xu Zhiqiong nodded, seemingly approving of Hu Qinshan.
Seeing Xu Zhiqiong's kind expression, Hu Qinshan gained confidence and said as he walked: "Master Marquis, you must not know yet, Kong Jianchen did not abscond in fear of crime, but he was captured by a group of evil people, his limbs were broken, and he became mute.
Throat, thrown into the city."
Xu Zhiqiong raised his eyebrows and expressed great surprise.
Hu Qinshan whispered: "Master Hou, do you want to know the origins of those evil people?"
Xu Zhiqiong nodded, expressing that he wanted to know.
Hu Qinshan said: "Master Hou, I really don't care about the two rewards, but I really want to find an opportunity to help you. If Master Hou thinks highly of me, he will reward me with an errand, and let me follow Hou with all my heart in the future."
Lord!"
Xu Zhiqiong nodded again, signaling his agreement.
Hu Qinshan thanked him repeatedly. When he reached a quiet place, he looked around and lowered his voice and said, "Master Hou, do you know? The evil people who captured them are the evil judges!"
Xu Zhiqiong looked surprised, as if he had heard the shocking secret, and motioned Hu Qinshan to go deeper into the alley.
Hu Qinshan hurriedly walked to the deepest part of the alley. Since there was no one around, he lowered his voice to the lowest level: "Judge Road is one of the six evil paths. I know their whereabouts. As long as the Marquis can trust me, I have a way to catch them all!"
Xu Zhiqiong looked at Hu Qinshan with admiration, smiled for a moment, and finally said: "Zheng Wuguang, I told you that your road is narrow!"
This young man is the most unscrupulous judge last night.
His judge's name is Zheng Wuguang, and his mortal name is Hu Qinshan.
As a mortal official, he proposed to change his sect in front of Xu Zhiqiong, and he didn't make any excuses. He just wanted to change his sect because he was young.
When we went to capture Kong Jianchen, this guy killed three people in total. He was the one with the worst record among the three ninth-grade judges.
When he came back from the granary, he was the first to slander Xu Zhiqiong behind his back.
Xu Zhiqiong endured all these things. Although he had no determination, no courage, and no education, he was still one of the few judges in Zhuzhou and could only give him a few beatings.
Unexpectedly, this scum dared to betray Daomen.
As soon as he heard Xu Zhiqiong's voice, Hu Qinshan was scared out of his wits.
"You, you, you are..."
Xu Zhiqiong appeared behind him and covered Hu Qinshan's mouth.
"You said you were going this way, walking around, but you still ended up in my hands. I'm going to be in the same class. I'll leave you a whole body."
Xu Zhiqiong pressed Hu Qinshan's chin with one hand and the top of his head with the other hand, and twisted his hands together.
Hu Qinshan rolled his eyes and foamed at the mouth, but he was still alive.
It shouldn’t be!
When he was at the ninth level, he failed to squeeze Wang Shijie to death, probably because he was not strong enough. Now he is at the fifth level, how could he still fail?
Is it a technical problem?
Xu Zhiqiong discussed with Hu Qinshan: "You can bear with me for a while, and I'll do it again, just once."
Hu Qinshan was speechless, and Xu Zhiqiong took him as his acquiescence.
After the second time, Hu Qinshan blinked.
Still not dead.
"This makes no sense... Otherwise, you have to endure it again."
…
Tongzhi Ma Jishun was busy allocating food and repatriating the refugees. Yamen Zhou Biao stepped forward and whispered: "Someone saw Prefect Kong in the east of the city, and the Marquis went to look for it himself!"
Ma Jishun glared: "Why are you in the east of the city? Didn't you look for it in the east of the city several times?"
"Maybe the brothers missed it..."
"What a bunch of trash, follow me!" Ma Jishun led the people to the east of the city, searching carefully from house to house.
Ma Jishun's heart almost jumped out of his chest. He didn't see Xu Zhiqiong show up, and he didn't know if Xu Zhiqiong had found Magistrate Kong.
When I was frightened, I suddenly heard Zhou Biao step forward and whisper.
Ma Jishun's eyes lit up and asked, "Have you looked carefully?"
Zhou Biao said: "Look carefully, it's the prefect!"
Ma Jishun glared: "Did you see it wrong?"
"My subordinates will never be mistaken!"
Ma Jishun looked at Zhou Biao and repeated again: "You must have seen it wrong!"
Zhou Biao blinked his eyes and stammered: "Perhaps, that, that, that, that, etc., I really saw it wrong. How about you, sir, go and see for yourself."
Ma Jishun followed the government officer and came to the eaves of a corridor, where he saw the dying prefect Kong.
Magistrate Kong opened his mouth, moved his eyes, and looked at Ma Tongzhi with distorted features.
He shook his head, swayed his body, and tried every means to prove his identity to Ma Jishun.
Ma Jishun looked at it for a moment, shook his head and said, "Let's just say you got it wrong. This is not Magistrate Kong. This is a refugee from nowhere."
Yamen almost nodded and said, "I'm just dazzled."
Ma Jishun sighed and said, "This man is really pitiful. Go get him a bowl of porridge."
The Yamen hurriedly went to serve the porridge. Ma Jishun picked up Magistrate Kong and sighed: "The people have suffered, they have really suffered..."
Kong Jianchen hit Ma Jishun's arm with his head.
Does this guy really not recognize me?
Ma Jishun looked at Kong Jianchen with a look of regret, and his arms were slowly tightening.
Kong Jianchen remembered one thing. Ma Jishun was a military officer and had a good command of killing.
His arms tightened tighter and tighter...
Not long after, the sergeant came back with porridge.
Ma Jishun cursed and said, "Thieves, how come you've been here for so long?"
"Here, this porridge shed is quite far away..."
"Everyone is gone, what's the point of bringing the porridge back?"
Kong Jianchen, lying in Ma Jishun's arms, opened his mouth, stared, and made no sound.
Zhang Renxia, who was hiding in the dark, looked proud: "Isn't my strategy of borrowing a knife to kill someone good?"
Xu Xiaosheng wiped his sweat: "It's a bullshit plan. This was purely an accident. Don't forget to take off the horns later!"