The husband is the hunter

Chapter 365

"Why? Lord Overseer seems very surprised?" Chen Kangping raised his eyebrows, motioned for the guards who came in to bring them in, and then said again, "Are you looking for these people? You are not allowed to leave your post without authorization. I remember that you adjutants are from the fifth-rank official positions. It is a felony to leave your post without authorization. Capture them first."

"You!" He Wu was very angry. At this moment, he still didn't understand why Chen Kangping, who had always liked to be gentle, had the courage to say, "Prefect Chen! What are you trying to do? Do you want to arrest me as well? "

Chen Kangping twirled his beard, and said with a light smile, "You are really right. Come on, He Wu is lawless and not strict in his rule. First arrest him, and wait for my official to play Ming Sheng. Please respectfully Make a decision after the judge."

He Wu, even with an elm head, understood at this time.

Since ancient times, the emperor wanted his ministers to die, and the ministers had to die, not to mention the things they did, ten deaths were not enough.

But who is not afraid of death, He Wu has been an official for half his life, and has been fascinated by fame and fortune. He thinks that he can sit back and relax when he is on the mountain of Meng Qingyu, but he never expected to end up like this in the end.But he doesn't want to die!
He Wu's dark eyes swept over the people in the hall one by one, and suddenly drew a soft sword from his waist.

The cold light flickered, Chen Kangping murmured inwardly, unexpectedly He Wu had no intention of hurting others, but took advantage of everyone's opportunity to retreat, and rushed out of the hall in an instant.

"Quick! He wants to run! Don't let him run away!" Chen Kangping shouted, he was anxious, but he was a civil servant, so he couldn't help at all.

At this time, Duan Nanshan, who was talking to Fang Lin in a low voice, immediately chased after him. His footsteps were trained in the mountains for more than ten years, and he was no worse than He Wu, who was a warlord.

The county government office is on the main road of Qingyang City, and it is broad daylight again at this time, people come and go, He Wu is holding a sword in his hands, followed by Duan Nanshan, who is running wildly, and even further away is rushing from the government office. The servants who came out and the guards brought by Chen Kangping.

After all, He Wu had been an official for too long, his body was hollowed out by wine, lust and wealth, and after running for a while, he was exhausted, and Duan Nanshan caught him straight.

Others were afraid of his sword and hesitated to step forward, but Duan Nanshan, who had fought with wild beasts in the mountains, was not afraid. He quickly grabbed He Wu's right arm, and pulled it back with his backhand, only to hear a thud With a sound, the right hand was clearly dislocated, and the sword in He Wu's hand fell to the ground with a bang.

The people around saw that he was subdued by Duan Nanshan, so they surrounded him, tied up the military governor who was still arrogant just now, and escorted him back to the county government office.

In a small place like Qingyang County, the common people have never seen such a big battle. They rushed to tell each other, scrambling to follow the yamen servants to the county yamen to watch the excitement.

Duan Nanshan did not follow them, but walked slowly at the end alone. When he returned to the intersection closest to the county government office, he saw a familiar figure standing there.

He took two steps at a time, and quickly walked up to Fang Lin, "Why are you alone, Dawu and the others?" In the courtroom just now, he naturally saw the two standing outside.

"It's already noon, and it's not a problem to leave the two children in the care of the second aunt. I told them to go back first." Fang Lin straightened the clothes that were messed up by running and fighting for him, and glanced back. The surging crowd not far away smiled lightly and said, "Shall we go home?"

Duan Nanshan held her hand, nodded solemnly and said, "Yes, go home and see your son."

Fang Lin glared at him reproachfully, "It's on the street."

(End of this chapter)