All the personal soldiers behind him came out and stood guard in front of the prefect's mansion.
"Let's see who dares to go in!"
Ying Yi and the others had stern faces, holding long swords in their hands, with an intimidating aura, and immediately scolded everyone.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. There are so many of us. King Jin's men can't kill us all."
The man looked up at Yingyi with some fear in his eyes.
But when he thought about what the man said to him, he was not so scared anymore.
"Swish!" Ying didn't even raise his eyes as the man's left arm fell to the ground, blood splattering all over the floor.
“Ahhhh!”
The man's face was distorted with pain and he screamed on the ground.
"Those who cause trouble will be killed!"
Ying Yi was like a killing machine, looking coldly at the people who were making trouble in front of him.
Everyone stepped back in fear, not daring to look directly at Yingyi.
"Catch all the people who caused trouble just now, and don't let any of them escape."
Yingyi wiped the blood off his face with his hand, his eyes sharp.
When everyone heard this, their faces dropped with fear and they all knelt down.
"Sir, please spare us! We didn't mean to do that. We were instigated by someone. It's all because he said that the prince would not care about us and that he wanted to take all the grain from Youzhou to Qingzhou."
They blamed each other and pointed at the people next to them to expose Yingyi.
"Bullshit, you believe everything I say? You're just stupid. Besides, I was just instigated by someone."
"Yes, yes, sir, please spare my life! I was just greedy for money and fell for someone else's trick!"
The five people inside were caught and several men knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Who instigated this?" Ying Yi asked.
"Reply... Reply, sir, we don't know either. The man gave us a small bag of rice and asked us to help encourage everyone to go to the prefectural governor's mansion to ask the King of Jin to release the grain."
"Yes, yes. We didn't even see his face. The man threw a small bag of rice and left."
"I...I remember that person seemed to be wearing a conical hat, so I couldn't see his face clearly."
The five of them knelt together and spoke one after another.
"Sir, please forgive us. We will never do this again!"
"Press them all down and continue to torture them."
Yingyi waved to the people around him.
The personal guards nearby held the man down and brought him into the prefect's mansion. The people outside the gate were worried, fearing that they would be punished by the Prince of Jin's men.
"What are you still standing there for? If you continue to make trouble, I'll take you all away!"
Yingyi swept over with a cold gaze.
The people who followed the trend to cause trouble were frightened and scattered.
Ying kicked the man lying on the ground, and seeing that he didn't move, he leaned over and sniffed his breath.
"Still breathing!"
Zhao Yong huddled behind Zhao Chengqian, his face a little stiff, his lips tightly bitten. It was obvious that he was frightened by the scene just now.
He looked around from time to time, seeing the bloodstains and the person who had fainted on the ground, "Brother..."
"Don't be afraid, Yong'er."
Zhao Chengqian patted him on the shoulder, walked over calmly, and looked at the man carefully.
"This man doesn't have the same fair skin as the others, and he's not frail. Tell them to watch him carefully and torture him, but don't kill him."
Yingyi waved his hand and asked the people behind him to drag the person away.
In the backyard.
Prince Jin stood under the eaves, holding a string of white jade beads, and looked quietly at a dead tree in the yard.
A group of people were kneeling behind him, and Yingyi told King Jin everything that had just happened.
"Your Highness, those five people are all from Youzhou, and they all say the same thing."
"I have assigned someone to guard the cell of the man who fainted. We will continue questioning him once he wakes up."
"Those five men were taken to the soup kitchen and given thirty strokes of the cane according to military regulations as a warning to others. If anyone commits the same offense again, they will be punished according to the same regulations."
Prince Jin paused while pinching the beads and spoke in a cold voice.
"Send people to block Youzhou and prevent anyone from escaping."
As Yingyi retreated, Doctor Luo Shen touched his chin, looking thoughtful.
"Your Highness, do you think that this time, those people in Bianjing are deliberately making things difficult for you, and they don't want you to bring the grain back to Qingzhou?"
The King of Jin was demoted to Qingzhou.
Those people are still worried. They must be very afraid that Prince Jin will return to Bian Jing!
"We'll know whether it is true or not after we have someone check it out."
After saying this, the Prince of Jin turned and glanced at Zhao Chengqian, "Gan'er, it should be almost time. Go and place the vase in the yard."
"Son, I'll go now."
When Zhao Chengqian heard Prince Jin mention Ruanruan, he immediately came over, hugged the vase beside Prince Jin, and walked to the cleaned corner of the courtyard.
"Your Majesty, I have something to ask of you."
The county magistrate stepped forward and knelt.
"What's the matter?" King Jin frowned, seeming a little impatient.
"I would like to ask Your Majesty to leave some food for the people of Youzhou."
The county magistrate looked up and saw that Prince Jin looked unhappy. He knew that what he had proposed had displeased the prince.
If you stand from the prince's perspective.
If he were asked to choose between Youzhou and Qingzhou, he would also be in a dilemma.
But he had to take the risk of offending King Jin and ask him to give the people of Youzhou a way out.
"Do you think I will disregard the people of Youzhou for the sake of Qingzhou?"
King Jin lowered his eyes and stared at him, his voice as loud as thunder in his ears, making people dare not have the slightest thought of disobeying.
"I dare not!"
The county magistrate immediately knelt down and kowtowed. He felt the hairs on his body stand on end and his legs went weak, so he dared not move.
"I only venture to speculate that the prince came to Youzhou because of the famine in Qingzhou. Youzhou now has grain, so he will share it with Qingzhou to help with the disaster."
He opened his mouth and spoke very quickly, his face was covered in cold sweat and his chin was trembling.
"But... I beg Your Majesty, could you please leave half of the grain for the people of Youzhou?"
The county magistrate gritted his teeth and spoke out what was in his heart.
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