Yan's foreign relatives, give Da Yan a little Xuanwu Gate shock

When the lawyer saw it, he felt that Yuan Congqian had made it look as real as it could be. If one didn't know, one would have thought that the imperial guards were stationed there.

"I guess Yuan Congqian lives here."

The master stroked his beard and called out, "Put on some spirit, and show your most majestic posture. If you are not afraid of death, shoot a special arrow at the stone. When you become the guards of the in-laws, you will have a good time!"

As for what the special arrows were? Of course, they were the wonderful little tools that Yumen would use against the enemy. The master didn't know what they were used for, but he only knew that these arrows were piled on the floor of the warehouse, and they were ownerless.

The young man beside the master jumped up, stood sideways on the snow-white beast of burden, and drew a carved bow like a full moon.

It was actually a chivalrous man with an exotic temperament, his cloak dancing wildly in the night wind.

He took out the Originium loudspeaker and shouted loudly: "Mr. Yuan, we are from Langyi! We have heard of your reputation and have come to become your disciples, hoping to lend a helping hand!..."

"Tsk!" A long spear flew past the master's ear.

He subconsciously covered his ears and felt a pool of bright red blood.

Looking back, the hero who had drawn the bow was nowhere to be seen.

Chapter 30 They came to steal the Shennong jade! (Additional chapter )

After the pack animals were frightened, the battle became unsatisfactory.

The drone marked the positions of everyone in advance. The "hundred-man night attack cavalry unit" sent by the Wang family would be shattered at the first touch of the Tianwu Army. They couldn't even hold on until Yuan Congqian came down from the core urban area of ​​Dahuang City.

Yuan Congqian glanced at his master who had a pale and bloodless face.

"Perhaps they are here to redeem someone."

The master nodded desperately, making a humming sound. He should have felt that he was here to help Yuan Congqian in need, not to bring merit to the imperial guards. In less than a minute, the imperial guards had killed all the people!

The deputy commander of the Tianwu Army said:

"They are here to steal the original Shennong jade plant."

Yun Jianjun thought for a moment and added:

"They also intended to attack the Shenwu Army garrison and the crop germplasm bank in the core area of ​​Dahuang City, which is tantamount to treason, and to murder the governor of Dahuang and 36 secret research members of Tianshi Mansion who have important research results."

Yuan Congqian's polite smile could no longer be suppressed.

He felt that the Wang family, with only such a small number of people, could not bear such a huge blame.

Originally, the fate of the Wang family was to confiscate their property, and the old and young and the women in the family would only lose their freedom and property, but not their lives. But if the charges mentioned by the deputy commander and the military supervisor were added...the feathered beast eggs in the Jimo area of ​​the Wang family would be shaken to pieces.

Looking at the soldiers whose faces showed the desire to improve.

Yuan Congqian said tactfully: "The Duke of Wei is not someone who believes this, and neither will the court officials."

He seemed to hear an inaudible sound.

Looking closely, the deputy commander had a dignified demeanor, his face was like the surface of an autumn lake, and Yun Jianjun was smiling and gentle as jade. The surrounding soldiers were also like this, leaving aside their clumsy mahjong tiles hidden behind their backs, they were all the patron saints of Da Yan.

It seemed that no one would make such an impolite sound.

"Anyway, that's it."

Yun Jianjun coughed, as if he was a little embarrassed by Yuan Congqian's gaze, "Jiedushi should also be more careful on weekdays. The Shennong jade is best not to be displayed. Now it's up to you and me to pay more attention to it."

"Thank you all for your help." Yuan Congqian put down a few bottles of Coke.

Chen's Mountain and River Cola should not be considered as bribing the army.

"There will be more and more people in the Great Wilderness in the future. You will have to work harder."

"That's as it should be...wait, this smell..."

Jun Yun took a sip of Shanhe Cola, his expression distorted a little, but soon recovered.

"The taste is a bit special. Its sweetness is like adding two pieces of cream cake to sugar water and then adding syrup... This is what the Western Pharmacy is going to mass-produce on the industrial platform in Dahuang City. Um, light industrial food?"

"After all, it's for Ursus people to eat, so the taste is different."

"The people of Dayan can't even get enough to eat."

Yun Jianjun muttered and shook his head slightly, "We are appointed by the government to guard the Great Wasteland City. We can't stop you from developing the Great Wasteland City. Just pretend that we don't exist."

"That won't do. The street guards stationed here must live better than the personal guards of the Ursus Emperor. The canned food produced on weekdays will be given to you to taste first. You should write more about your experience. Don't worry about the Ursus people eating too much."

"Jiedushi! Why do you have to treat the Ursus people like this..."

"Because the Ursus people have money, Western medicine, and modern industrial equipment. Of course, Yan Country can continue to stay closed. New culture and new writing are not worth mentioning. It doesn't matter if hundreds of people died of an epidemic in the capital, right?"

Yuan Congqian looked at the bewildered master and recalled the first time he met Fu Qianming. The majestic and solemn scenes of traditional ancient feudalism and the scenes of foreign countries' rapid technological progress appeared in the same scene.

They didn't even understand why Yuan Congqian wanted to sell Coke and canned food to the Ussians first.

Yun Jianjun bowed to Yuan Congqian and said, "I am a palace attendant and have no say in the decision of the governor. I just doubt whether the governor has a plan in mind. Now it seems that there is a plan waiting for the Ursus people."

What a continuous strategy. Why don't you understand, what does it mean that Ursus wins once and Dayan wins twice?

......

"My son hasn't come back for a day and a night!"

"Master Zhang took more than a hundred people to Dahuang City, and he hasn't come back yet! Could it be that he was detained by Yuan Congqian again, thinking that a hundred people were not enough, and wanted us to continue to strengthen his storefront?"

In the Langyun prefectural office, Wang Fu's shouts became louder and louder.

As for the original owner of the office, Prefect Cheng, he sat at Wang Fu's feet and drank with him.

Wang Fu's face trembled with fear, and his expression was written all over his face. He did not show the bearing of a patriarch of a wealthy family at all.

However, considering the virtues shown by the Wang family, Wang Fu's behavior was expected and quite consistent with the family's performance. The Wang family of Langyi had some ambitions, but not much. They could only believe that the Grand Marshal of the capital would come to support them sooner or later.

The lawyers pondered, and they also couldn't figure out what Yuan Congqian's purpose was. You said he wanted to use Zifu Mountain to blackmail Wang's family, but he never made an offer. He wanted to use Wang's family to occupy the Conglong meritorious official, but he didn't agree to that lawyer.

Prefect Cheng comforted him, "Brother, don't worry about this matter, I will send someone else..."

"Why send someone to see me?"

A frivolous voice with a tone somewhat similar to Ji's came from outside.

Fei Lin, who was wearing clothes that were common among the children of nobles in the capital and was obviously not from Langyi, swaggered into the office of the Langyi prefect with a group of people and looked around aggressively.

Not only that, more unknown soldiers were pouring in. Outside the door, there were already wailing everywhere, and the black-clad soldiers with guns completely surrounded the outer space, leaving a passage.

"The last time I was received so warmly was by the Grand Marshal and the previous generation of the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Fortunately, I reconciled with him at the Grand Marshal's residence, and we eventually became friends."

"This is the prefect's office! How dare you trespass?"

Prefect Cheng's expression changed quickly, turning into a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and he shouted, "Do you know the Great Yan Law?"

"Your words are quite funny. I'm too lazy to scold you."

Yuan Congqian smiled at Prefect Cheng and raised his hand.

The soldiers immediately received the order, loaded the crossbow, and aimed it at the people in the office.

Prefect Cheng stopped Wang Fu and asked, "What crime have I committed? Why am I being pointed at by a crossbow? Jimo District is holding a business conference right now. According to the public security regulations, trespassing into a government office will result in fifty strokes of the cane! Is the law just a toy in your eyes?"

The further he spoke, the quieter his voice became.

Because he saw a dragon from the Great Yan royal family, wearing a red robe, with one hand on his waist, slowly walking in. He looked at Prefect Cheng as if he was looking at a pile of rotten meat.

Chapter 31 Wei Yanwu’s Willfulness (Additional Chapter )

Prefect Cheng's ability lies entirely in observing people's words and expressions.

Apart from the current real dragon, the only young ancestor of the fiery red dragon race was Duke Wei. Upon seeing this, he knelt on both knees and kowtowed respectfully to Wei Yanwu, a gesture that could be called flattery.

"Langyi Prefect Cheng Mingyin greets Duke Wei."

Wei Yanwu just looked at him without saying anything.

The kowtow ceremony was only performed in certain solemn occasions, even when facing the heaven, earth, the emperor, parents and teachers, such as when Lin Guangmei kowtowed to express his gratitude upon taking office as the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Officials who bowed inappropriately during the morning court and bowed to the emperor in a groaning manner were only punished by having their salary deducted for one month.

He watched until tiny beads of sweat continued to appear on Prefect Cheng's forehead, then he sighed.

"Cheng Mingyin, a native of Chengshan, Shangshu."

"......Duke Wei, have you heard of my bad reputation?"

"In 1039, he passed the Ministry of Revenue examination, and was promoted to the position of Assistant Military Officer of the Ministry of Revenue in three years. It took him another three years to be promoted to the position of an official in the local government office, and finally eight years to be the Associate Governor of Langyi. You have been scheming for so long, but you made a mistake once and you lost everything."

Wei Yanwu looked at Prefect Cheng, who didn't know the fate of his own Yi people, and suddenly felt emotional.

"How can it be called negligence?" Yuan Congqian felt that Wei Yanwu's old illness had come back. "Duke Wei, if it wasn't me who came to Dahuang City, who knows how long the Wang family of Langyi would have been free? And how long would Prefect Cheng continue to cause trouble for Langyi?"

"I just feel a little emotional. How many fifteen years can we have in our life?"

"It only took fifteen years to be promoted from a commoner to a prefect of the fourth rank. Isn't that enough?"

Yuan Congqian asked in return, "The former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Huang Renzhao, who had to endure for a long time before he became a third-rank official in Beijing. When he died, the Huang family was scattered. Isn't he more worthy of lamentation?"

Compared with the Wang and Fu families, whose greed never stops and keeps expanding, Lao Huang seems to be much less daring. Even if he wants to share the cake, he politely invites Yuan Congqian to go. He was so frustrated that he went to look for the bandits.

"Wait a minute, Duke Wei, I don't quite understand..."

Prefect Cheng raised his head in a hurry, crawled over on his knees, and was stopped in front of Duke Wei by the crossed swords and spears.

He didn't dare look back at Wang Fu and could only express his innocence as much as possible.

"I have heard that Huang Renzhao died in the hands of mountain bandits. If you two want to discuss Minister Huang, I will lend you an office. Why do you need to discuss this in front of outsiders like us? Why do we need to know this?"

"Prefect Cheng, I appreciate your hard work over the past fifteen years, and you appreciate my coming to Langyi. Let's understand each other."

Wei Yanwu turned his back to Prefect Cheng and had someone bring him a glass of fine wine. "The Wang family is a barbarian clan, but you haven't even married anyone. For the sake of your parents in Shangshu, you should make a decisive decision and don't let your parents be humiliated in the end."

"Duke Wei!" someone beside him called out.

This level is already out of line.

Yuan Congqian sighed inwardly. Wei Yanwu thought that Prefect Cheng had only been involved with the Wang family for a short time, and that it was his first time to execute the family, so he was a little immature and did not intend to harm Prefect Cheng's family. Considering that it had only been a few months, it made sense.

Compared with the ruthless Longmen leader Wei Lao Er who later ordered the Black Raincoat Shadow Guards to massacre the infected people in the slums, the current Duke Wei seems so kind that he is afraid that he will even have to interrogate the Wang family members one by one to see who has committed no crime before sentencing them.

Prefect Cheng looked at Yuan Congqian and then at Wei Yanwu, and knew that the situation was hopeless.

He suddenly laughed strangely: "Fifteen years! Haha, my fifteen years..."

As for Wang Fu, he had already been restrained by this group of soldiers and could only look at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

Prefect Cheng picked up the glass of wine, which was still warm, and looked at the swaying liquid in it. "If Duke Wei sympathizes with me, that would be a humiliation to me. I became an official to make peace with the great families. Duke, what about my wife Wang?"

Wei Yanwu was about to say beheading, but when he looked at Prefect Cheng, he suddenly couldn't say the words.

"And give me good wine."

"Okay, Duke Wei, I believe you. But to be honest, I don't expect you to keep your word, because I have been an official for so long, and I didn't get promoted by keeping my word, hehehe..."

Prefect Cheng drank the wine in one gulp, vomited blood and fell to the ground in front of Wang Fu's horrified gaze.

"You, Yuan Congqian, are just a relative who was exiled to the wilderness. How could it be possible, how could it be possible..."

Everyone present pretended not to have heard what he said.

No one would be so bored as to explain to a dead person what he had misunderstood.

Wei Yanwu stared at him twitching on the ground until he stopped moving, then he slowly spoke: "Give his wife a cup as well. After that, say that Prefect Cheng secretly reported Lang Yun and was hanged in the government office by Wang Fu before I came."

The people around him couldn't help but ask: "May I ask Duke Wei, where is the law of the country?"

"Is there such a thing as a national law that ceases to exist because of a humble prefect and a woman who cannot decide her own life? Could it be that the Great Yan Law is something that can be easily determined to exist or not?"

Wei Yanwu closed his eyes, indicating that this was the conclusion.

"Yuan Congqian, do you think I did the right thing or the wrong thing?"

He and the real dragon who liked to control the competition between the relatives and the left general were so similar that it made people sigh that they were indeed biological father and son. The same family could not do two different things, especially when it came to torturing Yuan Congqian.

Faced with this fatal question, Yuan Congqian certainly would not give an answer: "I support the Duke of Wei."

"That means you think I did something wrong."

Wei Yanwu smiled and pointed at Wang Fu, "You know I did something wrong, but you still agree with me. You will be scolded by the court officials for doing this. But facing him, we should have the same ideas, and there will be no objection to this. I brought that thing here specially, you should also want to show it to him."

The shadow guard following behind him took out a box, and inside was the pickled head of Fu Tingzhao, who died with his eyes open. Looking at Fu Tingzhao's familiar face, it seemed like the day when Yuan Congqian gave the medicine to the general was just yesterday.

Wei Yanwu gave Cheng Zhifu, who had been a grassroots official for fifteen years, a decent treatment, but he did not intend to give Wang a decent treatment. The Wang family of Langyi was obviously going to be exterminated like the Fu family of the capital, but unfortunately the Wang family would not be executed until winter.

Yuan Congqian patted Wang Fu on the head:

"Soon you and your son will be in there together. Are you surprised?"

"Not yet. I still have to investigate a case."

Wei Yanwu corrected Yuan Congqian's statement, and while he had his men collect the remains of Prefect Cheng and his wife, he had the soldiers drag Wang Fu to the square outside the government office. Wang Fu let his limbs swing around randomly, like a game with a crappy physics engine.