"Taken away?!"

Han Kuang's face darkened and he couldn't help but stand up from his chair.

Lu Jianxing said quickly: "Master Prime Minister, it's not that I and others didn't try our best, it's really that group of strong men are very skilled in martial arts..."

“Humph!” Han Kuang snorted angrily and flicked his sleeves, “You are so skilled in martial arts… Why didn’t you die there?!”

Lu Jianxing's body trembled when he heard this, and the words he had not yet finished speaking were stuck in his throat, not daring to speak out.

Zhao Jingzhong smiled when he saw this, and stood up and said, "Master Han, calm down. I already know the specific situation. That group of strong men are indeed highly skilled in martial arts, and they have the help of fast horses. These Jinyiwei can't catch up with them on foot. It's good enough that they can get back a waist badge."

"good?!"

Han Kuang raised his eyebrows and laughed angrily.

Zhao Jingzhong was not annoyed. He smiled and pulled him aside, whispering, "Master Han, I have already checked the bodies of the guards around Wei Yan. Judging from the injuries, the person who attacked him should have used a pure iron spear. His moves were sharp and simple, full of murderous intent. He didn't look like a martial arts killer, but more like a fierce general in the army."

"…A brave general in the army?"

The anger on Han Kuang's face subsided and he looked at Zhao Jingzhong thoughtfully.

"you mean?"

"Hehe, I didn't say anything."

Zhao Jingzhong had a smile on his face, and Han Kuang frowned when he saw it.

These two men are both savvy in officialdom and can understand each other's meaning with just a few words.

Han Kuang thought for a moment and whispered, "Eunuch Zhao, are you sure?"

Zhao Jingzhong laughed and said, "Master Han, what you said is true. How can I be sure of what that person does?"

Han Kuang's face straightened, and he whispered, "Eunuch Zhao, this matter cannot be taken lightly. The emperor wants to see Wei Yan himself, but you brought me a badge and an uncertain guess. How can I explain this to the emperor?"

At this point, Han Kuang paused and continued, "To tell you the truth, there are bandit problems in the northwest and Huang Taiji in Liaodong. What the emperor lacks is military pay. Wei Yan's money is military pay. Otherwise, why do you think the emperor suddenly wants to take action against Wei Yan who has lost his power? Without that money, let alone a badge, even if you give me Wei Yan's body, I can't complete my mission!"

"this……"

Zhao Jingzhong was stunned when he heard this, as if he had not thought of the deeper meaning behind this task.

Han Kuang couldn't stand such poor acting skills, and sneered in his heart, but he said calmly: "Eunuch Zhao, how about this, let's delay the Wei Yan matter for a few days and see which way the wind blows. If it's really as you said, then everything will be fine. But if you guessed wrong..."

"Seven days! Within seven days, I will definitely catch those thugs."

"I'm glad you understand."

Han Kuang nodded, glanced at the expression on Zhao Jingzhong's face, and suddenly said: "Eunuch Zhao, the emperor is a young talent with a sharp eye. You must be more careful when doing things in front of the emperor. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, no one can escape responsibility."

"Master Han is right."

Zhao Jingzhong immediately bowed and said yes respectfully.

Han Kuang glanced at him, then looked at Lu Jianxing and the other two who were still kneeling on the ground, shook his sleeves, and turned to leave.

After Han Kuang left, Lu Jianxing and the other two looked at each other and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Zhao Jingzhong also walking hurriedly out of the lobby, Lu Jianxing hurriedly got up and chased after him.

"Thanks to Eunuch Zhao for speaking for us just now, I am very grateful!"

"Humph!" Zhao Jingzhong snorted coldly, and said without turning his head, "If it weren't for the fact that you three have some martial arts skills and can be considered useful, I wouldn't bother to care about you. Next time you see Lord Han, just say what you have to say. Don't be so smart. You know whether you have seen that group of strong men or not!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Jianxing and Shen Lian broke out in cold sweats. Just as they were about to explain, Zhao Jingzhong interrupted them with a wave of his sleeves.

"Okay, the three of you go back and rest. Don't do any work these days. Wait for my news."

"yes!"

Lu Jianxing and the other two quickly said yes respectfully.

After Zhao Jingzhong left, the three brothers looked at each other and remained silent.

…

…

After leaving the Northern Pacification Office, Zhao Jingzhong looked somewhat uncertain.

At the fork in the road back to the palace, Zhao Jingzhong suddenly stopped his trusted men who were carrying the sedan chair outside and told them to return to the palace first. He then left the capital alone and came to a bamboo forest in the suburbs.

There, there is a secluded wooden house.

Zhao Jingzhong rode his horse to the wooden house with a gloomy look on his face, then dismounted and slowly opened the door.

“Crack—”

The wooden door slowly opened with a creaking sound of metal friction.

The sunlight shone into the room from the window, illuminating every detail of the dust in the room.

Seeing the empty wooden house in front of him, Zhao Jingzhong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After learning that the emperor's real target was Wei Zhongxian's money, Zhao Jingzhong had a bad premonition.

He felt that Wei Zhongxian might have staged a robbery and murder in order to escape.

If this was true, based on his understanding of Wei Zhongxian, he would definitely return to the capital.

Once the other party returns to the capital, the most likely place for him to hide is here.

Fortunately, there was no one around the wooden house, which meant that the current situation was at least not the worst...

Looking at the bright sun outside the window, Zhao Jingzhong couldn't help but sigh and muttered to himself: "Foster father, foster father, why don't you want to die peacefully?"

At this moment, a voice with a hint of laughter suddenly sounded outside the wooden house.

"I don't know whether Wei Zhongxian is willing to die peacefully."

"But I'm afraid you will be buried here quietly~"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Jingzhong's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly became alert. He quietly reached behind his waist, trying to draw out the weapon he was carrying, but for some reason he touched nothing.

"Don't look for it, it's right here with me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingzhong hurriedly turned around and saw a tall man in a green shirt standing at the door, holding a short stick and a pistol in each hand, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"My weapon!"

Zhao Jingzhong was startled, but then he calmed himself down and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

The man in green smiled, casually threw Zhao Jingzhong's double-piece spear on the ground, and sighed: "Eunuch Zhao is really forgetful. He just saw what Fu had done this morning, and now he has actually forgotten Fu..."

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Zhao Jingzhong looked shocked and confused, and did not react immediately.

Lin Zhongtian was a little disappointed when he saw this. He shook his head and said, "No wonder Wei Zhongxian could become the ninth thousand year old. You are far inferior to him as both are the governors of the East Factory. Although the old guy has lost his power, he still recognized Fu's face at a glance. You are in a high position, but you are arrogant and short-sighted. You never care about those little people below you."

"You are destined to die at the hands of a nobody in this life..."

Looking at Lin Zhongtian's familiar and indifferent face, Zhao Jingzhong's pupils suddenly shrank as he remembered the identity of the person in front of him.

It was the most wanted criminal whose posters were posted all over the city by the Six Gates some time ago, and the current number one devil in the martial arts world—

"It's you! The Skeleton Demon Hand Fu Qingyun?!"

Zhao Jingzhong blurted out subconsciously.

Then, he widened his eyes and finally realized what the other party meant by that sentence just now.

"You said that the robbery and murder of Wei Zhongxian was your doing?"

"Why?"

"Who the hell are you?!"

Lin Zhongtian had no interest in answering his series of questions. He just shook his head in disappointment and said, "Forget it. There is nothing good to talk to a person like you. Since you can't figure it out yourself, go to the underworld and ask those eunuchs who died in my hands!"

"Wait a minute!"

Zhao Jingzhong shouted anxiously.

Before he could finish his words, Lin Zhongtian took a step forward and punched him in the face.