Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 562 Trespasser

After Lao Lin left, it could be said that there was no one sober around Liu Dexiang.

Liu Dexiang said he was going to Weishan Camp, and this group of people actually went there.

After Cao Hongxing and the others left, the county constable quickly looked around the government office. "Sir, the government office has been ransacked. Why is the prefect doing this..." He couldn't bring himself to say the rest of the sentence because it was too offensive.

"Let everyone go back and rest first, and we'll clean up tomorrow." Although Cao Hongxing said this, when he returned to the bedroom and saw the blankets overturned on the floor and the broken bookshelf, Cao Hongxing really wanted to chop Liu Dexiang up with a knife.

He suppressed his anger and bent down to tidy up. Just as he shook the quilt clean and put it on the bed, the county constable walked in.

They helped Cao Hongxing tidy up the room a bit.

The county constable said worriedly, "Sir, Prefect Liu's procession was quite grand, and many people in the vicinity saw it."

"Spread the word that some thieves have escaped from the state prison, and tell everyone to lock their doors and windows at night and be on the lookout for any strangers."

"Yes." After hesitating, the county constable felt he still had to ask, "Is that all?"

Cao Hongxing sat down on the edge of the bed. "Go back and rest first. We'll talk about everything tomorrow."

In front of his subordinates, Cao Hongxing could barely maintain his composure, but after the county magistrate closed the door and left, he punched his pillow.

Liu Dexiang, you'd better just charge straight into Weishan Camp.

And that bastard Meng Changqing, I really want to kick him in the back a few times, he's really inhuman.

Liu Dexiang left the Weishan County government office and headed towards Weishan Camp.

When their large group was still ten miles away from Weishan Camp, Song Qingfeng received the news.

Like Cao Hongxing, Song Qingfeng was also woken up from his bed.

The messenger also recounted Liu Dexiang's previous movements, concluding, "They are currently heading this way. General, would you like to go out and meet them?"

"I won't come out to greet him." Song Qingfeng hadn't received any notification of his arrival and shouldn't have known he was coming.

After Song Qingfeng ascertained the number of people Liu Dexiang was leading, he ordered his trusted lieutenant to guard the camp gate, waiting for the arrival of the newcomer.

Not long after, the guard who had been at the gate came in to report: "The Prefect is at the gate. Shall we invite him in?"

When Liu Dexiang arrived at the gate of the military camp, he could neither enter nor see Song Qingfeng. The soldiers guarding the camp even said that he should go in to report.

Liu Dexiang sneered repeatedly after hearing this. His pent-up frustration from the past few days only intensified. He circled the carriage several times before finally spotting Song Qingfeng leisurely approaching. "General Song, what an air of importance!"

Song Qingfeng stopped in front of Liu Dexiang, clasped his hands in greeting, and asked, "What brings you here, Prefect?"

"Hmph!" Liu Dexiang shrugged. "Is this your way of treating people?"

"This is a military camp, and unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter. What brings you here, sir?" Song Qingfeng's polite smile vanished.

"Do you think I wanted to come here?" Liu Dexiang asked. "I've invited you so many times, but you just pretended not to hear me. I had no choice but to come and invite you in person."

"Please forgive me, my lord. I am here on the emperor's orders and will not leave the camp unless there is a battle or the emperor commands me."

"You used the Emperor's decree to block my office, but do you know that when news of your tolerance of your subordinates' negligence in official duties reaches the capital, will the Emperor still trust you?"

Song Qingfeng thought this person was crazy, otherwise why would he have a mental breakdown in the middle of the night?

"I do not know what you are referring to, sir, but it is clear that you have come to question me. Do you have any imperial edict with you?"

Liu Dexiang had no way to answer, so he could only wave his hand and say, "Let's not talk about this for now. I'm not here to interrogate you. Just hand over the person, and I will not hold the past against you."

"who?"

Liu Dexiang said, word by word, "The guards of Yangmen County and Sun Xiang."

"Who?" Song Qingfeng asked. "How did the guards of Yangmen County offend you, sir? And who is this Sun Xiang? Please tell me in detail, sir."

Liu Dexiang glared at Song Qingfeng, "Don't pretend. While I'm still willing to talk to you properly, quickly call the person out, and we'll have no more grudges between us."

“What you say, sir, is truly perplexing, but I do not have the person you are looking for here. Please leave, sir.”

After finishing his sentence, Song Qingfeng turned to go back.

"Song Qingfeng!" Liu Dexiang shouted, "You are nothing but a mere military man! I have come here in person, yet you are so arrogant and rude! Guards! Seize Song Qingfeng, find the criminals he is harboring, and execute him on the spot!"

He spoke with great passion, but the yamen runners were stopped by the soldiers after only two steps.

Torches lit up inside the fence, and Liu Dexiang then saw that sharp arrows were already aimed at him.

"Your Excellency," Song Qingfeng bowed to him with clasped hands, "whoever trespasses into the military camp will be executed."

"Good!" Liu Dexiang was startled by the rows of archers, and his voice trembled involuntarily. "Song Qingfeng, you just wait!"