The Prodigal Son

This was a battle with no suspense whatsoever.

Even though half of the Golden Armored Imperial Guards were blocked outside the city by the raging fire, they still slaughtered these assassins.

With Gan Dacheng captured, a large number of assassins fell in pools of blood, and the remaining assassins began to retreat.

"Protect Thirteen Young Master, I'm taking men to pursue him!"

Qi Dachui roared menacingly at Di Rong and immediately led his men to hunt down the scattered assassins.

At this moment, Qi Dachui had only one thought in his mind.

Anyone who dares to assassinate the Thirteenth Young Master shall die!

Di Rong sheathed his sword, his face frosty, and gave the order: "Pang Xu, you also take fifty men to hunt down the assassins. Don't let a single one escape! The rest of you, immediately clean up the battlefield and check if any of our men are injured!"

His idea was the same as Qi Dachui's: none of these assassins should be let go!

To openly assassinate an imperial envoy is to provoke the dignity of the imperial court!

If we don't wipe these people out, where will the imperial court put its face?

With each of them leading their men in pursuit, the battle was essentially over.

Under Di Rong's orders, the Golden Armored Imperial Guards who remained at the scene quickly began to clean up the battlefield. As for the assassins who were seriously injured but not yet dead, they didn't bother to say anything and simply sent them on their way.

Those who were not seriously injured but had only lost their ability to fight were simply dragged aside for interrogation.

As the battlefield was cleared, the fire at the city gate was also extinguished.

Thanks to Qin Yu and Nan Que'er leading the troops to provide support, none of the Golden Armored Imperial Guards were killed in battle, although a few were still injured by the enemy's experts.

One was seriously injured, and four sustained minor injuries.

"Qin Yu!"

"Lord Qin!"

Lu Si and his men, who had been blocked outside by the fire, hurriedly rode over.

Seeing that Qin Yu was unharmed, Yang Jichun and Ruan Zhicai breathed a sigh of relief.

"These people have some nerve! They actually dared to ambush and kill an imperial envoy!"

Lu Si glared angrily at the corpses on the ground, then turned to Qin Yu: "It must have been the Shi family who sent people to do it!"

"..."

Hearing Lü Si's words, everyone looked at him with strange expressions.

What deep-seated hatred or grudge could this be?!

Whenever this guy encounters any problem, the first thing he thinks of is the historian.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was seduced and abandoned by Shi Lian'er!

"Why are you looking at me?"

Under the gaze of the crowd, Lü Si immediately became dissatisfied, "Besides the Shi family, who else has such audacity? I think it's the Shi family!"

"Do you think Shi Yi is like you?"

Ruan Zhibai glared at him. "His Majesty hadn't even planned to settle scores with the Shi family, yet they insisted on assassinating the Imperial Envoy, risking the lives of their entire family?"

Lu Si snorted unhappily, "How do you know the Shi family wouldn't guess we'd think like you, and that's why you dared to do this? What, are you a mind reader?"

"I……"

Ruan Zhi was speechless after being choked by Lü Si's words, and angrily turned her face away.

Upon seeing this, Lü Si immediately revealed a smug smile.

Does that show she's smart?

They are historians!

It must be the historians!

"Don't worry, we spared someone! We'll find out who it is through interrogation!"

Qin Yu wore a slight smile, but secretly pondered in his heart.

Is it a historian?

It's not impossible!

In any case, anyone whose interests have been harmed by them is a potential target!

Soon, Qi Dachui and the others who had gone to hunt down the remaining enemies returned.

Judging from their appearance, it was clear that all the escaped assassins had been killed.

After leaving two hundred imperial guards in golden armor to deal with the corpses and clean up the blood on the street, Qin Yu quickly led his men to the county government office.

The once grand county government office was now completely empty, with only a few elderly and infirm yamen runners and gatekeepers guarding it.

"My lord, spare me! My lord, spare me!"

Upon seeing Qin Yu and his group, the elderly and weak immediately knelt down tremblingly, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Even if Gan Dacheng doesn't take your heads, I won't take your lives!"

Qin Yu coldly looked at the group. "Get up! I have some questions for you! As long as you answer my questions honestly, I will not make things difficult for you!"

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

The men kowtowed repeatedly, but dared not stand up.

Qin Yu had someone help them up before he began to ask them questions.

After some questioning, Qin Yu finally realized that the county magistrate who had greeted them outside the city was an imposter.

The real magistrate had his arm cut off by Gan Dacheng and was imprisoned.

The county clerk and some older minor officials were also imprisoned.

Many of the yamen runners and constables in the county government didn't actually dare to assassinate Qin Yu, the imperial envoy, but they were forced to do so by Gan Dacheng's tyranny.

As for what Gan Dacheng did in Jiankou County, it was pretty much the same as what he learned from Ding Che.

Gan Dacheng was the local tyrant of Jiankou County.

In Jiankou, anything that Gan Dacheng sets his sights on belongs to him, and no one dares to say a word against it.

Gan Dacheng's crimes are so numerous that they are almost too many to list.

Previously, a county magistrate had tried to report Gan Dacheng to the imperial court, but was directly killed by Gan Dacheng and his body was left exposed for half a month.

From then on, no one dared to oppose Gan Dacheng again...

"Take some men and bring the magistrate out!"

Qin Yu gave an order to Di Rong, and then ordered his men to conduct a surprise interrogation of the prisoners they had captured.

As for Gan Dacheng, he and Lü Si joined forces to conduct the interrogation.

"Splash..."

As a bucket of cold water was poured over him, Gan Dacheng, who had been in a coma, gradually regained consciousness.

Seeing Qin Yu so close at hand, Gan Dacheng's face immediately turned fierce, staring at Qin Yu menacingly, "You corrupt official! If you have the guts, kill me!"

"Want to die? Not so easy!"

Qin Yu stared coldly at Gan Dacheng. "Speak, who ordered you to do this? Confess now, and I might grant you a quick death!"

Gan Dacheng grinned maniacally, "Bring on whatever tricks you have! If I even flinch, I'm no hero!"

"Fine! You won't listen to reason, so here you are! I'll grant your wish!"

Qin Yu, too lazy to waste words, directly ordered Qin Xiong to begin the torture.

Qin Xiong was a survivor of the battlefield. When interrogating the enemy, he didn't use the fancy tortures that the Ministry of Justice used. He simply drew his sword and held it to Gan Dacheng's crotch.

A flicker of fear crossed Gan Dacheng's face, followed by a wild, savage grin: "I'm not even afraid of death, why would I be afraid of this?"

"You've got guts!"

Qin Xiong slowly moved the knife in his hand forward.

As Qin Xiong's knife continued to move forward, excruciating pain gradually spread from Gan Dacheng's groin.

"Well……"

Despite the excruciating pain, Gan Dacheng clenched his teeth tightly, trying his best not to scream.

Looking at Gan Dacheng's appearance, Lü Si couldn't help but feel a tightness in his crotch.

Qin Xiong glanced at him coldly, his hands continuing to work.

"Well……"

An even greater pain swept over Gan Dacheng's entire body. His eyes were bloodshot and bulging outwards, and his facial features were almost contorted together from the immense pain. Large beads of sweat kept pouring out.

But Gan Dacheng was indeed tough.

Even so, he gritted his teeth, refusing to let out a painful scream...