I was forced to cultivate immortality when I just wanted to lie down

Chapter 205 Traditional Crafts, Suspected Old Friend (6k long chapter)

Tianjin is full of talented people, and there are always new things happening in the public eye. There is no set program and no one to regulate it. It's like a big makeshift troupe that can pull off a big show from time to time. The people enjoy the spectacle, but the officials in charge of governing the area sometimes have a headache.

Chen Guangrui frowned deeply, his hand hovering above the divination tube, unsure whether to draw a lot or not.

In addition to the official seal, case files, and gavel, a divination stick container is also placed in the yamen (government office) for handling cases.

The outside of the divination tube was also engraved with the words "An official must be upright and enforce the law with unwavering integrity."

The container contains two colors of tokens: green-headed capture tokens, used to order yamen runners to apprehend criminals, and red-headed tokens, used for punishment and beheading.

The container holds one dou (a unit of dry measure), and each divination stick is one chi (another unit of dry measure) long. If any household has a dispute over a sale, such as short weight of rice or flour, or discrepancies in the length of cloth or clothing, the weight can be calibrated and weighed on the spot.

Therefore, the divination sticks in the yamen (government office) are also called the fairness sticks or the fairness divination sticks, which symbolize fairness and impartiality.

The imperial inspector, seeing that Chen Guangrui was hesitant to take the slip and kept glancing at him, immediately understood what was going on.

Chen Guangrui's official rank is only seventh grade, and Zhang Yong, the county magistrate of Baisha County, is also seventh grade. They are of the same rank, so how can he summon the other party to court for trial?

Not to mention Zhang Yong, Chen Guangrui didn't even have the authority to interrogate Yang Hong, an eighth-rank county magistrate in Wanshou County.

Nowadays, even if it's just a matter of handing over a green-headed slip and sending yamen runners to inquire in the two counties separately, Chen Guangrui has to think it over carefully.

If you can't catch the other party off guard and interrogate them directly, it's better not to alert them at all.

If they were to collude and give conflicting testimonies, the case would become even more difficult to handle.

Chen Guangrui, harboring ulterior motives, hesitated to cast the order, instead glancing at the inspecting censor from time to time, his meaning clear.

Well, it seems I'll have to step in!

The imperial censor reached into the bamboo tube with one hand, while gathering his wide sleeves with the other. Once he had the warrant, he threw it to the ground and ordered, "Summon Zhang Yong, the magistrate of Baisha County, and Yang Hong, the assistant magistrate of Wanshou County, to the court for trial!"

Hey! It's all about the power of human inspectors; even officials of the seventh or eighth rank can be summoned at will.

The onlookers cheered, saying they were really in for a good show, and that the performance might even be selected as one of Tianjin's best shows of the year.

No, we must take advantage of the time while the order is being sent to call all our relatives and friends to come and see this grand performance. You can't even see this show if you buy a ticket. The county magistrates from three counties are personally performing on stage. Looking at the entire Dayong, no other opera troupe can do that!
The people of Dayong had a deep-rooted love for watching a spectacle, and in just the short time it took for the order to be given, the number of people watching the trial outside the yamen had increased by more than half.

Some were holding children and carrying stools. Xu Qing glanced outside and saw many familiar faces in the front row. During the intermission, the government cooks brought tea, but Chen Guangrui waved it away.

Only the old eunuch from the Mirror Bureau stopped the servant delivering the soup and allowed him to serve himself a bowl of soup.

"I've long heard of the fame of Tianjin's tea soup, but I never expected to get this treat in the yamen today."

"Wonderful, wonderful! This tea truly lives up to its reputation." Liao Jinzhong's eyes lit up and he said, "Lord Wei, why don't you try it too?"

Wei Xiangshu, the Imperial Censor, glanced at Eunuch Liao, who was tasting the tea, and shook his head, saying, "I have been to Tianjin more than once and have tasted this kind of local delicacy before. There is no need for you to refuse, Eunuch."

Below the hall, Xu Qing saw the yamen runner leave with the soup bucket, so he quietly retreated to the back of the hall, called out to the kitchen yamen runner, and served himself a bowl of tea soup.

The old eunuch knew how to enjoy life, but Xu Qing knew it even better.

The tea soup is usually made from sorghum flour. After brewing the sorghum flour, put a pinch of roasted sesame seeds in a sesame seed dish and sprinkle it on top. That's it.

However, this way of drinking soup is only good for the novelty. After you finish drinking the fragrant broth with sesame seeds on top, it will become less and less flavorful.

Xu Qing is a master of cooking and has been in Tianjin for so long that when it comes to food and drink, he is far superior to Eunuch Liao!

He first poured half a bowl of tea, sprinkled a layer of crushed sesame seeds on top, then poured another half bowl of tea, and sprinkled another layer of crushed sesame seeds on top.

With such nested layers, the aroma lingers even after you've drunk down to the bottom of the bowl.

When the yamen kitchen staff saw Xu Qing's appetite, they gave him a thumbs up, saying, "You really know how to eat!"

Others who come to the yamen are all burdened with bitterness and hatred, carrying all sorts of troubles, unlike Xu Qing who treats the yamen as his own home, even being so particular about drinking tea.

Just as Xu Qing picked up his teacup to drink his soup, Zhang, the county magistrate of Baisha County, and Yang Hong, the county magistrate of Wanshou County, who was attending a banquet to discuss cooperation between government and business, encountered a shadow that would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

Zhao Zhonghe was a bit of a character. As the head constable of the county government, the most he could do in his life was arrest some low-ranking and insignificant people. But now that he suddenly had the opportunity to interrogate the county magistrate, he was full of energy and felt that the highlight of his life was about to arrive!
If you say that a constable is very capable and has caught a few big thieves, not many people will care. But if he catches a seventh or eighth-rank official, and catches two of them at once, that will undoubtedly be the biggest talking point of his life. Even after he is laid to rest and buried in the ground, his tombstone will still mention this.

Zhao Zhonghe rushed to the Baisha County government office, and as soon as he barged into the courtroom, he bumped into the head constable of Baisha County.

The two constables from Linjiang and Baisha counties had met before. When the constable from Baisha County tried to block their way, Zhao Zhonghe simply raised the green-headed warrant and the escort warrant, and said—

"Magistrate Zhang, your affair has been exposed. Come with me!"

What do corrupt officials fear most? They fear this one sentence!

If you were told that your father or grandfather had passed away, these corrupt officials might have a false alarm and think it was no big deal!

But if you do something wrong, throwing a green skewer at them can really scare them out of their wits!

Could it be that they've been caught extorting money from land sales, or that they've been exposed for embezzling public funds, running fake projects, and accepting bribes?

Could it be that they've been found out about embezzling disaster relief funds and selling disaster relief grain?

No way! The prefect is in charge of the majority of this matter. We were all forced to get involved. If they arrest someone, they'll arrest the prefect first. Why are they coming to me?
The officialdom is like a bandit stronghold. Sometimes, if you don't go along with the corrupt practices, you will be ostracized. It's like when a bandit leader kills someone, he makes his men take turns finishing them off with knives. You have to pay a blood oath. If you don't take bribes, then you're considered to be a loner.

Magistrate Zhang Yong was clearly a sociable person. When he saw that it was an inspecting censor who wanted to interrogate him, his legs went weak.

"Officer Zhao, can you give me a straight answer? What exactly does the Censor want with me?"

Zhang Yong's movements as he took the silver note out of his sleeve were fluid and graceful, suggesting he had practiced a lot in the past.

"Lord Zhang, I act impartially and never take a penny of money other than my due salary!"

"As for the matter, it will become clear when you arrive at the court and meet the presiding official in person."

As he was speaking, Zhao Zhonghe suddenly felt something sticking out of his foot. He lifted his leather boots and saw a piece of silver lying on the ground in front of the yamen.

"The money bestowed by God is a separate matter." Zhao Zhonghe picked up the broken silver, blew off the dust, and felt quite pleased.

Seeing this, Zhang Yong's anxiety finally died.

In his eyes, everyone in the world is a corrupt official, and there is no one in the government office who doesn't love money.
Zhao Zhonghe refused to accept his money, which clearly indicated that someone was deliberately trying to frame him and didn't want to give him any chance to recant his testimony.

Following the same pattern and encounter, Yang Hong, who was drinking and making merry with wealthy merchants, was escorted to the Linjiang County government office by yamen runners before he could even react.

Meanwhile, at the county government office...

Zhang Yong, the magistrate of Baisha County, was the first to be brought into the courtroom. Just as Chen Guangrui, who was sitting above him, was about to speak and explain, Zhang Yong exclaimed in surprise first.

The reason was simple: Zhang Wan, the daughter of Magistrate Zhang, was standing in the courtroom. Back then, when Zhang Yong forced his daughter to remarry, causing Zhang Wan to commit suicide by hitting her head against the wall, Zhang Yong hated his daughter for disgracing him. He didn't even prepare a good burial plot for her, and just haphazardly found a coffin for his own daughter and had her buried in a mass grave outside the city.

If Xu Qing hadn't been entrusted by Old Lady Wu to go to the mass grave to move the body and discover in time that Zhang Wan was only pretending to be dead in the coffin, Zhang Wan would probably have become a wronged ghost in the coffin by now.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

Zhang Wan is gentle by nature, and when she sees her once heartless father, she still instinctively wants to go up and speak to him.

"Don't come any closer!" Zhang Yong hid in front of the group of constables. Even if she was his own daughter and had truly become a ghost, he shouldn't be so afraid of her.

The reason Zhang Yong was so afraid was for only one thing: he felt guilty.

He was afraid Zhang Wan was a ghost, but he was also afraid Zhang Wan was a living person.

If it is a ghost, ordinary people will be afraid of it, which is human nature and can be understood.

The reason why it is feared that Zhang Wan was alive is because Zhang Yong, in a fit of anger, did not allow his family to keep vigil over the body before having Zhang Wan put in a coffin and buried her. If she was alive, wouldn't that mean he buried his own daughter alive back then?

Therefore, Zhang Yong was afraid. He was afraid of making a mistake and of losing face, becoming despised by the world.

This is quite similar to Chen Feng.

Just as Zhang Yong was about to disappear into the crowd as if he had seen a ghost, someone suddenly stuck out a foot from the side and kicked Zhang Yong squarely in the buttocks.

How could a pampered official, who usually sits high on his desk and is carried in a sedan chair, withstand such a kick?
Zhang Yong immediately fell to the ground, and even his official hat rolled to the side.

"Who kicked it?" Xu Qing, who was standing next to Wang Lingyuan, asked first.

The people around looked at each other, wondering who was so bold as to kick the county magistrate.

"Silence!" Chen Guangrui's head throbbed as he watched the farce unfold before him.

"Lord Zhang, please do not be alarmed. Even if there are ghosts seeking justice in this courtroom, we are here to oversee things. Lord Zhang has nothing to fear."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yong became even more frightened.

He was afraid of Zhang Wan, but even more afraid of Chen Guangrui and his group.

Family scandals should not be aired in public. Whether he's a ghost or not is another matter, but he's definitely going to lose all face.

At this moment, Chen Guangrui stood up and switched places with the censor. After all, Zhang Yong was an official of the same rank as him, and it would be an overstepping of authority for him to interrogate him.

Unlike Chen Guangrui, who liked to see the big picture from small details, Imperial Censor Wei preferred to be direct and straightforward in his judgments.

"Zhang Yong, I ask you, are you aware that the Wu brothers were murdered by your son-in-law Yang Hong?"

Zhang Yong was puzzled.

Imperial Censor Wei then recounted the events that the Wu brothers had previously described. When Zhang Yong learned that his daughter had only faked her death and that the lawsuit today was instigated by the Wu brothers, he was immediately enraged.

Looking at Wu Zhiyuan and Wu Wencai's attire, they were no different from ordinary people in the city, and compared with his eldest son-in-law who had just been promoted to county magistrate, they were worlds apart.

“My lord, please do not listen to the words of a petty person. My eldest daughter is intelligent and virtuous, obedient and sensible, and never disobeys her parents. Only my younger daughter is rebellious and always favors outsiders. Although Wu Zhiyuan was my son-in-law before, and I had high hopes for him, he is unambitious and spends his days indulging in pleasure and gambling. His father has also colluded with the Heavenly Heart Sect.”

Like father, like son. Zhang Yong's harsh words and his look of deep hatred made Zhang Wan's face turn deathly pale.

Wu Zhiyuan supported Zhang Wan, his face extremely grim.

Seeing this, Xu Qing felt that he shouldn't have held back and should have kicked the old man back into his mother's womb.

At the head of the table, Imperial Censor Wei frowned and said, "I will investigate the case thoroughly. Lord Zhang, you don't need to teach me how to distinguish right from wrong."

Here, Wei Xiangshu and Wei Yushi threw down the order, and Yuan Hu, who had just been escorted back to the prison, was brought back to the hall.

Yuan Hu, baring his teeth, limped into the hall. Wei Xiangshu immediately questioned him: "Yuan Hu! Did you, along with boatman Zhang Da, throw a pair of Wu brothers into the Baishui River in Tianjin a year ago?"

Yuan Hu wondered what was going on, but it turned out that they wanted to investigate an old case.

"That's true, I did do it."

Why is Yuan Hu so easy to talk to? There's no other reason than that he can't escape death either way, so he might as well cooperate with the official's interrogation. If he can get all the evil deeds he's done in the past out, he'll feel even happier!

A ruthless bandit who kills without hesitation can leave a lasting mark on the martial arts world. "Who instructed you, and how did you harm people? You must tell this official everything in detail!"

Yuan Hu licked his lips, as if reminiscing about the good old days.

After he finished recounting the details of the murder, his face flushed, a clear shout suddenly came from behind him—

"Yuan Hu, turn around and see who I am!"

Upon hearing the sound, Yuan Hu turned his head and saw Wu Wencai, dressed in plain clothes but with a very imposing air.

"you are?"

"My brother and I are the damned bastards you called those who were thrown into the river back then!"

Having been far from their hometown and having spent a long time in the Hanlin Academy, the Wu brothers' demeanor was quite different from before. Only after Yuan Hu looked closely did he recognize the two brothers.

"Are you people or ghosts?"

As the familiar words rang out, even the ruthless killer Yuan Hu showed a look of horror.

As Wei Xiangshu investigated the case, he felt it was extraordinary. He became extremely focused and ordered the constables to go to the government office to arrest Zhou Heng, the mastermind behind Yuan Hu, and bring him to trial.

However, before Zhou Heng could arrive, Zhao Zhonghe brought Zhang Yong's eldest son-in-law, Yang Hong, to the courtroom first.

Yang Hong was filled with surprise and uncertainty upon seeing the scene in the hall.

Upon seeing the Wu brothers' appearance, the look of horror on his face was even greater than that of Yuan Hu.

These two little killers, weren't they supposed to have been thrown into the river and drowned by Zhou Heng? How come they're standing alive and well in the yamen now?

Could it be that Zhou Heng, that old fox, tricked him, and after taking the money, the other party never did anything, let alone threw the Wu brothers into the river?
Yang Hong, who had been lost in thought, was only jolted awake when he heard the imperial inspector slamming his gavel.

"Yang Hong! You murdered your brother-in-law in an attempt to seize the family business. This case has now been investigated and Yuan Hu has confessed. What else do you have to say?"

Faced with Wei Xiangshu's question, Yang Hong's thoughts raced.

He asked Zhou Heng to find Yuan Hu to kill someone, but he never showed up himself. How could Yuan Hu have implicated him?

As the magistrate of Wanshou County, Yang Hong's knowledge was naturally different from that of ordinary people. After a little thought, he realized that the censor was deliberately trying to trick him, and there was actually no real evidence.

“My lord, I have done nothing wrong. I have never met Yuan Hu before, and I did not know that Wu Zhiyuan had been missing for a long time. I only know that Wu Zhiyuan is a gambler and a womanizer. Perhaps he had no money to borrow for gambling and came here to frame me.”

"It's all my fault for always advising him in the past; perhaps it's because of this that he holds a grudge."

Wei Xiangshu frowned and asked Yuan Hu, who shook his head, admitting that he had never met Yang Hong and had never been instructed by him.

Seeing that the case had reached a stalemate, Wu Zhiyuan, who had been silent all along, suddenly stepped forward and said, "Sir, my reputation is not important. What is important is that my father has been wronged and is still suffering in prison. Whenever I think of this, my heart aches."

Wu Zhiyuan's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse as he said, "Of those people who framed my father for colluding with the Tianxin Sect, three were beheaded and two accomplices were exiled to prison. These two have been brought back from Qianzhou by Lord Yin. I hope that you can uphold justice for us."

Master Yin?
Before Wei Xiangshu could ask any questions, a passage suddenly opened outside the yamen, and an official from the Ministry of Rites, wearing a lapis lazuli hat, a blue egret-patterned robe, and a plain silver official belt around his waist, walked out.

Behind the official were two guards escorting two criminals, presumably the Tianxin Sect followers Wu Zhiyuan had mentioned.

Wei Xiangshu glanced at it and realized it was the uniform of a sixth-rank official in the Ministry of Rites. However, judging from the style, it should be a local official assigned to a local post, not a government official in the capital.

After Yin Shan and the other officials exchanged greetings, Wei Xiangshu carefully interrogated the two criminals and learned that Wu Yaoxing had been deliberately framed by bandits from the Tianxin Sect.

The person who instigated this was Zhou Heng, a yamen runner from Tianjin Prefecture.

Wei Xiangshu and Chen Guangrui looked at Yang Hong almost simultaneously.

If this person is indeed the mastermind, then Zhou Heng's testimony is crucial.

If Zhou Heng takes all the blame, Wu Yaoxing may be able to get a release order, but he will not be able to punish Yang Hong.

On the other hand, Yang Hong looked completely innocent and unafraid of being wronged, as if these things really had nothing to do with him.

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes. Yang Hong was so calm and collected that he must have already conspired with Zhou Heng to make Zhou Heng take the blame as soon as the truth came out.

These sordid methods are commonplace in officialdom, and as for the conditions, aside from taking care of his wife and children, there are probably no other requirements.

Xu Qing clicked his tongue and silently retreated outside the hall.

Knowing the way well, Xu Qing arrived at the side gate of the county government office and followed the road to the only route for escorting prisoners.

Help people to the end and send Buddha to the West.

The Wu brothers' situation was on its last legs, and he would help if he could.

Yang Hong was also on his last breath, so he would give him whatever he could.

If he successfully delivers the person, he can get another business deal, which is a win-win situation no matter how you look at it!
As the sunlight cast shadows, and it grew late, Xu Qing finally spotted the constables escorting Zhou Heng.

"Thank you for your hard work, brothers."

Xu Qing stepped forward with a smile and clasped his hands in greeting.

Zhao Zhonghe's nephew, Zhao Yuan, asked in surprise, "Brother Xu, why are you outside the yamen instead of observing the trial inside?"

Xu Qing said helplessly, "It's too stuffy in the yamen, so I came out for some fresh air. Could this person be Zhou Heng?"

"That's the guy!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing approached the constable, rolled up his sleeves, and said to Zhou Heng, "How can a proper constable do such inhuman things? If Yang Hong hadn't already confessed to you, I really wouldn't have recognized you. You have such thick eyebrows and big eyes, yet you have such a vicious heart."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Heng grinned and said, "Kid, save your breath. These words might fool others, but they won't fool me. When I was working in the yamen, you were still running around in the streets in open-crotch pants!"

"They're quite stubborn, but I wonder if their corpses will stay hard later."

Xu Qing wasn't angry. He moved closer, and the constables around him were all acquaintances, so they didn't pay any attention.

Seeing that Xu Qing was fabricating a confession, Zhao Yuan secretly signaled to the constables to cooperate.

Xu Qing approached Zhou Heng, and the two stood very close. Just then, Xu Qing seemed to lose her balance and leaned against Zhou Heng, covering his mouth with one hand that was looking for something to support her.

The pill, the size of a pigeon egg, went down Zhou Heng's throat, causing his face to turn red and him to cough repeatedly.

"What did you feed me?!"

Seeing this, Zhao Yuan quickly separated the two and shouted, "Brother Xu, don't make a mistake!"

The other constables held Zhou Heng down, and after Zhao Yuan shouted, he pried open Zhou Heng's mouth, but found nothing unusual.

"What did Brother Xu feed him?"

Zhao Yuan turned his head and saw Xu Qing picking his nose with his little finger and flicking it out from time to time.

"It's nothing, I just fed him some snacks, here—"

As he spoke, Xu Qing extended his little finger, which contained nothing, to Zhao Yuan.

"Brother Xu, stop fooling around!"

Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, chuckled and cursed, then escorted Zhou Heng and Xu Qing back to the yamen.

In the hall, Yang Hong saw Zhou Heng approaching and remained expressionless.

The latter glanced at it briefly and then ignored it.

The two understood each other without saying a word. Yang Hong breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Zhou Heng, the criminal in question, do you instigate the Tianxin Sect members who framed Wu Yaoxing?"

“Exactly!” Zhou Heng answered with unusual decisiveness.

After answering, Zhou Heng looked puzzled, but didn't pay much attention. He already knew he was doomed before he came, but he didn't expect to be so bold as to not offer any explanation and simply take responsibility for his crime.

"I ask you again, were the boatman Zhang Da and his deputy Yuan Hu, who attempted to murder the Wu brothers, acting on your orders?"

"No doubt about it, I ordered it!" Zhou Heng still confessed without hesitation.

Censor Wei raised an eyebrow, slammed his gavel, and demanded, "I'll ask you one last question! Were you acting under someone else's orders when you hid money in the Wu family's residence and falsely accused Wu Yaoxing of colluding with the Heavenly Heart Sect?"

"I was acting under someone else's orders. That person was Yang Hong. He gave me five hundred taels of silver to fake as stolen money to frame Wu Yaoxing. Because I was greedy for the silver, I only put in three hundred taels."

Upon hearing this, Yang Hong was stunned and opened his mouth, initially thinking that he had lost his hearing and was hallucinating.

"Then who instructed Yuan Hu and Zhang Da to murder the Wu brothers?"

"It was Yang Hong! He gave me two hundred taels of silver notes, and I gave Yuan Hu and Zhang Da twenty taels. The two of them then worked for me and drowned the Wu brothers on the Baishui River!"

Well, everyone was speechless.

Wei Xiangshu's expression softened slightly, and he tossed down a green-headed slip of paper, saying, "Bring Wu Yaoxing to the court to testify."

The yamen runners, engrossed in watching the play, rushed to the prison. When they brought Wu Yaoxing to the courtroom, not only was Wei Xiangshu, who was presiding over the case, stunned, but even Xu Qing was momentarily taken aback.

Despite his long imprisonment, Wu Yaoxing was plump and healthy, showing no signs of the suffering Wu Zhiyuan had described.

After a brief moment of surprise, Xu Qing smiled with relief.

Wu Yaoxing took his pills and received care from the constables, so he naturally didn't have a bad life. In addition, he lacked exercise and sunlight in prison, so it's no wonder he gained so much weight.

Wu Yaoxing was stunned and knew nothing about it when he was told that his innocence had been cleared and that everything had been arranged clearly.

Zhang Yong, the magistrate of Baisha County, turned pale and then flushed. He tried to salvage the situation, saying, "So it was you, you scoundrel, who did this. Now I'm the one who's lost face."

Upon hearing this, Yang Hong was immediately enraged: "Who do you think came up with these ideas? Wasn't it your good daughter Zhang Yao!"

“Wu Zhiyuan is just a top scholar in the county-level imperial examination, not a provincial-level or metropolitan-level scholar. You not only divided half of the mansion for the two of them to live in, but also hired a famous teacher to teach him his studies. It’s obvious that you want to cultivate him to be the future master of the Zhang family. Now that things are beyond repair, you come to blame me?”

Seeing the two start to fight, Wei Xiangshu shouted and reached into the divination tube to take out a red-headed divination stick and threw it on the ground.

"Any further disrespect for the court will result in an even greater punishment! Guards, strip Yang Hong of his official robes and hat, and give him thirty strokes of the cane as a warning to others!"

During the break in Yang Hong's torture, the Wu brothers recognized Wu Yaoxing and his son and nephew. Then, Wu Zhiyuan took the lead, and Wu Wencai echoed him. The two of them faced the judge's table and bowed. Wu Zhiyuan apologized and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. My brother and I still have something to hide. Could you give my brother and me a moment to drink a cup of tea? We will be right back."

"Approved. I still need to list the crimes in detail. You two may leave now, do not linger too long." Wei Xiangshu and Chen Guangrui did not take it seriously. One waved his hand, and the other let the two leave.

Below, Xu Qing looked at Yang Hong and the others, but he was happier than anyone else.

Including Yang Hong, he can get at least five corpses. This trip was really worthwhile!
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