Xie Zhao quickly let go of the possibility of being misunderstood.

His expression was stern, and he used tweezers to pick up the fang that he had pulled out from the wound on Xie Xuan's leg: "Bunny snake."

The golden ring snake lives in Nanzhang and is rarely found in Beijing.

As seen, someone deliberately attacked Xie Xuan.

The black hand was hiding in the dark, observing every move of the mansion.

Xie Zhao thought for a long time and said to his men, "Go and arrange for a few skilled men to enter the mansion."

The subordinate agreed and asked, "Master, you just dealt with Jia San and others, and then the Fifth Young Master was bitten by a poisonous snake. Isn't it too much of a coincidence?"

Before this, everything was calm and there were no accidents on Xie Xuan's way from Jiangnan to Beijing.

Xie Zhao pursed his lips, his dark eyes dark as he said, "That man wanted to teach the Xie family a lesson."

Or rather, a warning.

If Xie Zhao continues to investigate, more innocent people will be implicated.

"Then let's..."

His subordinates were in a dilemma and thought it would be better not to act rashly for the time being.

Xie Zhao didn't take it seriously and said coldly, "When the enemy comes, we will stop them with our troops and when the water comes, we will block it with earth. We will not always be controlled by others, but turn passivity into initiative."

A dark hand stretched out from the darkness, and our side took the opportunity to chop off his fingers.

"Take your time. There's no rush."

Xie Zhao closed his eyes and dozed off. A quarter of an hour later, his eyes became exceptionally clear.

After a moment, Xie Zhao stood up, found the copper basin, and burned the pornographic booklet without any reluctance.

Seeing it reduced to ashes, he glanced at the sky and told Liang An to go out.

Liang An was already getting ready for bed when he jumped up and asked, "Master, the inner city is under curfew. Where are you going?"

Xie Zhao said nothing, but said: "You will know when you go there."

The master and servant rode their horses, left the inner city and headed straight for Changpingfang.

The strong smell of powder and cosmetics made Liang An quickly sense something was amiss. He said with a vigilant expression, "Master, I am a pure person and will never visit a brothel!"

Xie Zhao glanced at Liang An calmly, pointed to a dark alley nearby and said, "Go call Feng Qing."

Liang An was even more confused. Feng Qing was the man who had a secret meeting with his wife. Could it be that the master was jealous and wanted to block Feng Qing in the alley and beat him up?

It's just that the rumors have been circulating for more than a month. Isn't this reaction too slow?

Liang An followed instructions and went into the brothel to look for someone.

As soon as he entered the door, Liang An was pestered by Hua Niang, who was only wearing a hollow bellyband: "Young Master, are you here to have fun?"

Liang An was so frightened that he squatted on the ground, covered his face with his hands and said, "Looking for someone!"

These girls were so bold that Liang An didn't dare to watch them anymore.

After some twists and turns, they finally found Feng Qing who was drunk and dazed.

Hearing that Xie Zhao was looking for someone, Feng Qing was so surprised that his mouth couldn't close. "Why, the usually calm and unconcerned Lord Xie needs help?"

Feng Qing has become well versed in this since he sought advice from Jia Xinglin.

Feng Qing staggered into the alley carrying a wine jug, and it was pitch dark when he stretched out his hand.

"Xie Zhao?"

Feng Qing only felt a black shadow flash in front of him, and then his nose felt sore. He covered his bleeding nostrils and howled.

After Xie Zhao threw the punch, he wiped his hands with a handkerchief, looking disgusted, as if he had touched something dirty.

Feng Qing was now mostly sober. "Xie Zhao, you openly assaulted an official in the imperial court. Are you planning a rebellion?"

Feng Qing speculated on Xie Zhao's intentions and said sarcastically, "Jiang Yuzhu took a fancy to me, so I took the initiative to invite her. Is this Master Xie settling scores?"

In the darkness, Xie Zhao narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Does my wife think you're a useful punching bag?"

It is not only a punching bag for venting anger, but also a useful shield.

If it weren't for Feng Qing, the injured men would not have been escorted back to Xie's house so smoothly that night.

Feng Qing cried out in surprise, "Then why did you come here?"

Damn, neither of them is normal.

Feng Qing barely managed to avoid the leeches from the Jiang family, but Xie Zhao showed up again.

Didn’t they say Xie Zhao never gets involved?

Jiang Yuzhu's flower protectors took turns to fight, and Feng Qing was a little overwhelmed. There were plenty of beauties, and if he got into trouble because of infidelity, it would ruin his happiness.

"Spring Palace."

Xie Zhao uttered two words concisely and to the point, and Feng Qing's heart trembled.

I heard from Master Jia that the pornographic booklet was lost. Could it have been delivered to Xie Zhao?

Feng Qing quickly defended himself, "It has nothing to do with me. It was Zhao Zhe's bad idea. He has a grudge against the Jiang family. He is a painter from the Jia family."

Feng Qing confessed without being asked and betrayed his allies at an extremely fast speed.

This is a serious matter. If it gets out, Feng Qing can foresee the consequences. He will be chased and beaten by the Jiang family for the rest of his life.

"Xie Zhao, as long as you promise not to tell the Jiang family, I can exchange Master Jia's secret."

Seeing Xie Zhao's fist falling again, Feng Qing tried to negotiate.

The feasting and drinking at Duke Mao's mansion was nothing; the key was Jia Xinglin's ruining of Jiang Huaiqing's reputation outside.

"you say."

Xie Zhao agreed.

Feng Qing felt relieved and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve. "Jia Xinglin is playing with girls from poor families and claims to be Jiang Huaiqing, the second son of the Jiang family."

No matter how much more there is, Jia Xinglin didn't say it, and Feng Qing didn't know either.

The woman who was raped by Jia Xinglin could not bear the humiliation and jumped into the river and died, and he was charged with murder.

Of course, the other party was a poor family, and the people did not fight against the officials, so the blame was put on Jiang Huaiqing.

"I see."

Xie Zhao pursed his lips slightly, revealing a gloomy look that was different from his usual coldness.

Leaving the alley, Liang An trotted up and asked, "Master, are you really going to keep this a secret for Feng Qing?"

Xie Zhao glanced at Liang An intently and said, "Send someone to deliver a letter to the Jiang family overnight."

Liang An was startled: "But didn't you promise Feng Qing?"

Xie Zhao's expression remained unchanged, and he spoke softly, "Who says that if you promise something, you have to do it?"

Liang An was speechless and thought to himself that his master was really a sinister person!

Yes, when dealing with a villain like Feng Qing, we must treat him in his own way.