Chapter 52 He Can't Bet with Xiao Zhinian's Life
The witness was presented.
When Shen Zhejiang saw the man's old, sallow face, he exclaimed in surprise: "Why is it you?"
It was the person in charge of the Zhao family.
"It was he who kidnapped my young master! I saw him take my young master away from the city gate under the cover of night, and after that, my young master never came back!"
The manager knelt on the ground and pointed out Shen Zhejiang's crimes.
Shen Zhejiang ignored his words and continued, "Three years ago, when I first arrived in Luocheng, I was favored by you and was introduced to the Zhao Mansion to teach. I have treated you well in the past few years and gave you three parts of my salary as a reward for your kindness. But I never thought that you would slander me."
I can't describe the feeling in my heart, I just feel it's extremely ironic.
"He even threatened me not to tell anyone about this and bribed me with a gold bar. I was so blinded by his kindness that I accepted it! Your Excellency, please be wise!!"
The steward took out a bamboo green purse from his bosom with his trembling skinny hands, raised both hands above his head, and presented it to Prefect Yang.
"!!"
Shen Zhejiang's heart shook violently, as if the bronze bell on the drum tower was hit hard, and his ears were buzzing.
This purse...
He wouldn't fail to recognize it.
That day, Han Weiwei beat the drum to appeal for justice. He originally wanted to use it for her to bury old man Han, but Xiao Zhinian exchanged it for two pieces of money.
It had already fallen into Xiao Zhinian's hands.
"Xiao Zhinian..."
Shen Zhejiang murmured in a panic.
The blood seemed to solidify into ice, and my whole body was cold to the bone.
"What else do you have to argue?"
Prefect Yang took out the gold that the steward had mentioned from his purse. It shone brightly and was extremely dazzling in the sunlight.
Shen Zhejiang felt a little dizzy, clenched his palms, gritted his teeth and said: "What did you do to him!"
"When is it your turn to question this prefect? Besides, this prefect does not understand what you are talking about. Confess and I will give you leniency. This prefect advises you to hand over the young master of the Zhao family as soon as possible, so that you will suffer less punishment. If you are sensible, it will be easier for me to do my job."
Prefect Yang threw the so-called evidence to the yamen runner next to him, signaling the runner to detain Shen Zhejiang.
Shen Zhejiang asked in a deep voice: "As an official appointed by the imperial court, you must know that plotting to murder the emperor is a serious crime that will implicate all nine clans. Aren't you forcing yourself to death by doing this?"
"What do you mean by plotting to murder the emperor? Shen Zhejiang, keep your mouth shut. You are slandering this prefect, and your crime is even more serious!"
Prefect Yang rushed to him in one step, raised his hand and slapped Shen Zhejiang hard. Shen Zhejiang was caught off guard and his face was tilted to one side. He was numb and almost unconscious, and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.
“If you dare to hurt Mr. Shen, I will fight you!”
Huai Wu was immediately furious and stabbed at Prefect Yang with his sword. Prefect Yang was like facing a formidable enemy and reacted very quickly by pulling the nearest runner to him to use as a shield.
Blood splattered everywhere.
"ah--!"
The yamen runner was pierced through the heart by an arrow and died instantly.
Prefect Yang saw this and immediately threw the runner aside, looking for the next human shield. With a terrified look on his face, he ran around the yard holding his official uniform, shouting, "Assassinating an official in public is a capital crime! Capture him for me! Capture him all!!"
The yamen runners were in a panic and fled in all directions.
"I'm going to kill you!"
Huaiwu only recognized Prefect Yang, and his sharp eyes followed him like a shadow, chasing him. He inevitably killed the yamen runner who was caught by Prefect Yang to block his sword. For a while, the yard was full of blood and corpses.
"You're crazy! What are you all standing there for?! Come on! Catch him! Whoever catches him will be rewarded handsomely by this prefect!"
Prefect Yang ran away like a rat, holding his head in his hands. He wanted to run out of the door, but he was tripped by the gold that fell to the ground in his panic. He rolled around, and his black hat fell off. Finally, he fell to the ground with his limbs spread out, and his forehead was bruised.
He looked up and found that the door sill he had stepped on was the one that had hit him.
"Ouch! This prefect's old waist!"
The old bones snapped.
Huaiwu stepped on him.
Prefect Yang had no way to escape. His cunning face was filled with fear. "Help me! Shen Zhejiang! You know who I have in my hands! If anything happens to me today, he won't be able to survive!"
This dragnet covered Shen Zhejiang from all directions again, making him feel suffocated.
He is very confused now.
He didn't know what Xiao Zhinian's current situation was, whether he was really imprisoned by Yang Shihui, whether he was alive or dead, he didn't know anything, and he wasn't sure whether Yang Shihui was deceiving him.
Huaiwu didn't care what Yang Shihui was yelling about. He raised his sword and chopped at his neck as it emerged from his official uniform, shouting angrily, "How dare you be so arrogant!"
"Chen Zhejiang, you must think it through! This prefect has given you a choice! The speed at which the imperial court mobilizes troops is not as fast as the people working under this prefect!"
A blatant threat.
"......"
Shen Zhejiang said nothing. His fingernails had dug into his flesh, staining it bloody, but he didn't feel any pain.
What if it’s true?
He couldn't gamble with Xiao Zhinian's life.
The sword shadow fell——
“Ah—help!!”
"Huaiwu, stop it."
They spoke almost at the same time.
Just an inch.
Shen Zhejiang's clear voice sounded: "Let him go."
Huaiwu was shocked and asked again without any certainty: "What?"
"Let him go." Shen Zhejiang repeated.
"Sir! He just hit you! His Majesty treasures you and will tear him into pieces if he finds out!"
"It's too late to say it again, let him go."
The last two words added emphasis.
Shen Zhejiang completely loosened his nails, and his palms were all blood red.
Huaiwu didn't understand what he had done wrong. With a clang, he threw his sword to his feet and folded his arms.
"Quick! Help the master up!"
The runners rolled back with lingering fear and helped Magistrate Yang up. Some of them fawningly brushed the dust off his official uniform, while others picked up the black gauze hat and put it on Magistrate Yang.
Prefect Yang was well aware of fear, and was also angry that these good-for-nothings came here just because of the aroma. He held his sprained waist and kicked the yamen runner who put the cap on him several times to vent his anger: "Now you know how to flatter, what were you doing earlier! Bring the iron chains, lock these two murderers back to the prison, and I will personally torture them!"
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