Liu Ji's defense value has now reached the maximum level. He continues to focus on his mutton soup, hoping that with a bowl of good soup, he can avoid being beaten less often.

After all, if he hadn't gone out to look for ingredients, if he hadn't been too curious, if he hadn't failed to notice something was wrong in time, his wife wouldn't have had to do anything.

Looking back on himself, he, Liu Xiucai Ji, is professional!

The end result is that the mutton soup without any condiments is not very delicious.

Fortunately, Qin Yao was considerate enough to drink half the bowl.

Liu Ji breathed a sigh of relief. After finishing this unexpected lunch, he quickly took the bowl to the river to wash it clean, and ordered Song Yu not to interfere, which was a great performance.

After the pots and dishes were washed, the three of them set off again.

The sun was already setting, but there was no need to worry about sleeping outdoors tonight. Qin Yao was calculating the time and distance in her mind.

At this speed, we will arrive near the post station by evening.

If they were lucky and there were no officials staying at the inn tonight, they would be able to stay in one of the two safe guest rooms.

But obviously, ever since Liu Ji had planned an assassination at noon today, today's trip was doomed to not be smooth.

The carriage had gone less than five hundred meters when a dark red figure suddenly rolled down the small slope by the roadside.

Yes, get out.

Perhaps he had exhausted all his strength, and he lay across the path that the carriage had to take. It took him a while to get up, supporting his upper body.

In order to avoid being thrown off his horse and people, Song Yu stopped the carriage in time and looked at the master beside him in surprise, "Master, there is a person blocking our way!"

Liu Ji: "I'm not blind."

Song Yu: “.”

"Do you want to go down and take a look?" Song Yu asked with some concern, and asked Qin Yao in the car for instructions.

The man didn't look well, but he was wearing the finest dark-patterned jacquard satin clothes, which showed that he was not a simple person.

Qin Yao leaned her head out and took a look. It was the man who had just been robbed and killed by the men in black.

He staggered to his feet and barely stood in the middle of the road, his eyes fixed on their carriage.

Qin Yao frowned slightly. This was obviously a big trouble. She decisively ordered: "Go around."

Her voice was not loud, but not small either, enough for the other party to hear clearly.

The man was obviously stunned for a moment, probably he never thought that he would be disliked like this.

But thinking back to when the man in black committed suicide by taking poison, and how this woman showed no emotion at all, he knew that she could not be treated with common sense.

Song Yu sensed something from the looks of his wife and master, nodded, and obeyed orders to start the carriage again, intending to go around the roadside.

Unexpectedly, when the carriage passed by the man, a large hand suddenly rested on the shaft.

"Can you give me a ride?" he asked tentatively in a deep voice.

His eyes were not on the two men on the shaft of the carriage, but on Qin Yao inside the door.

Qin Yao lowered her eyes to look at the broad hand on the shaft of the cart. It was different from that of an ordinary person. The palm was particularly broad and thick, and the five fingers were thin and slightly deformed.

Only martial artists who use weapons all year round can have such palms.

Suspicion flashed across Qin Yao's eyes. This man was almost killed by the man in black just now? This shouldn't be the case.

But what does this have to do with her!

"No." She said coldly.

Liu Ji was Qin Yao's number one lackey. He immediately pointed at the man's hand on the shaft and repeated fiercely, "I told you not to, why don't you let go of your hand!"

With a dull "bang", the man took out a token and threw it into the carriage with some helplessness.

Qin Yao stepped on it, bent down to pick it up and spread it out. It was a heavy metal token with four big characters "Inspector Censor" engraved on the front.

Oh my, he’s actually an official!

"Madam, what is that? Be careful not to get hit by his hidden weapon." Liu Ji came forward with concern. When he saw the four big characters on the token, his words of warning got stuck in his throat. His tone changed, "Inspector Censor?!"

He hurriedly looked up at Qin Yao and saw her nod to confirm that the token was correct. He turned back sharply to look at the disheveled man who was holding the shaft of their cart tightly, with a pale face, bloodstained clothes, and disheveled hair.

Liu Ji asked in disbelief, "Are you the Imperial Inspector?"

Seeing the other party nodded solemnly, Liu Ji's heart beat wildly twice, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind - the man in black died because he was caught by me, so if you round it off, wouldn't I have saved the official's life?

Seeing the couple fall into silence, the man felt hopeful again.

He let go of the shaft, took a small step back, held his body up, clasped his fists and bowed, "I am from the capital."

Unexpectedly, just as he started to introduce himself, the woman in the car immediately interrupted him and said:

"No need to introduce yourself. I don't want to hear or know. Get in the car and I'll take you to the posthouse. You can figure out the rest on your own."

Even the imperial inspector who was acting on behalf of the emperor could be assassinated. Qin Yao felt his scalp tingling just thinking about the implications behind this.

Moreover, this censor was skilled in martial arts, which showed that the person who sent him knew that this journey was dangerous, and that was why he sent such a person.

So, it’s best to pretend you know nothing!

Send the person to the post station and hand him over to the postmaster, and let these officials deal with it themselves.

He gave a wink to Liu Ji and Song Yu, and the two of them got out of the car and helped the embarrassed censor into the carriage.

Qin Yao moved to sit next to the door, leaving the entire compartment for him to lie down.

Liu Ji, who had just been rude to the other person, now changed his face to one of concern. He gave the other person water to drink and dry food to eat, and also told the other person to tell him if he felt unwell, and they could drive the carriage slower.

It was not until Liu Ji wanted to secretly inquire why the other party was assassinated that Qin Yao, who had turned a blind eye to it, kicked him out of the car.

Liu Ji touched his nose in dismay. If you don't want to ask, then don't ask. He didn't want to listen yet.

But they had to leave their names, otherwise where would this censor go to repay his savior in the future?

How could Qin Yao not see through his little plan? She raised her hand and made a gesture of wiping the neck, and the man immediately became obedient.

After eating and drinking, the censor lay down and fell into a deep sleep.

Qin Yao stuffed his token back to him like it was a hot potato, and said, "I'll call you when we get to the post station."

The man who was half asleep heard her words, and forced himself to open his eyes again, and said weakly in a negotiating tone:

"Madam, you should have noticed that I am also a martial artist. To be honest, my martial arts skills are actually quite good. The reason why I almost lost my life today was because I was not used to the local climate."

"It will take a few days for my body to recover, but the assassinations along the way will definitely not stop here."

Feeling Qin Yao's strong intention to cover her mouth, he quickly stopped and paused for a moment before continuing:

"Madam, you are quite skilled in martial arts. I would like to hire you to escort me to the Kaiyang County Government Office. Would you be willing to help?"

He solemnly promised: "I will reward you handsomely when the time comes! And I will not let any trouble find you, Madam!"

Qin Yao narrowed her eyes in surprise. What a coincidence that he was also going to Kaiyang County?