Many things happen in Wangdu every day. For example, a small employee in the Ministry of Revenue fell down while walking and broke his egg. It was just a small matter. At most, people who heard it would sigh, but it didn't cause a big splash.

But only the person involved knows how much pain he is in.

Before setting off, Zhao Ji took people from the Ministry of Revenue to wander around various money houses in Kyoto every day. They were just wandering around, as if they were familiar with the route. The two people from the Ministry of Revenue who strolled around every day were miserable. By the way, the person from the Ministry of Revenue who broke his egg had been sent back by Zhao Ji and replaced by a new person.

When Zhao Ji was finally about to set off for Hua'an County, the two people from the Ministry of Revenue breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as Zhao Ji left Kyoto, they immediately went back to report the news to the Minister of Revenue.

But what they didn't know was that there was always a dark shadow in the darkness silently following their movements.

Hua'an County, once a prosperous town extending south of Kyoto, is now devastated by floods.

The surrounding houses are basically lying in the water and are in ruins.

It has been nearly two months since the flood, but now when Zhao Ji passes by that section of the Yellow River, he can still see the remains of people in the water.

Zhao Ji and the three thousand soldiers behind him were silent when they saw this.

Even the most cruel person would not be able to bear to watch this situation.

"What is this county magistrate of Hua'an County doing?" Zhao Ji looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel angry.

No one answered because this question was also what others wanted to ask.

The gate of the county government office was also in ruins. Zhao Ji saw that when the tide receded, he saw some ragged people gathered in some relatively high places, seemingly digging for tree roots. When they saw Zhao Ji and his group, they wanted to run away, but their hungry bodies could not outrun the strong soldiers.

When the soldiers brought the man over, Zhao Ji heard the refugee shouting, "Don't arrest me. I'm not sick. I'm fine. I don't want to be buried alive!"

When Zhao Ji heard this, his expression changed drastically and he immediately signaled Tian Zhao to bring dry food and water.

When the refugee first saw so many burly soldiers, he thought they were going to capture him, but as Zhao Ji gave him water and food, the refugee gradually let down his guard.

Zhao Ji also saw that the refugees were calm, so he slowly asked: "What do you mean by arresting people and burying them alive?"

The refugee hesitated for a moment, and Zhao Ji asked Tian Zhao to take out a piece of dried meat. Now the refugee felt that he would die, but at least he could have a full meal before he died.

Zhao Ji did not mind the refugees' dirtiness, and sat on the ground with them, putting his hands on their shoulders to prevent them from hiding something.

However, Zhao Ji discovered that this refugee's thoughts and words were the same.

[After the flood, some people caught a cold but couldn't get better. Some time ago, people started coughing up blood and dying. More and more people got sick. The county magistrate and the county governor ordered all those with a cold to be arrested and prepared to bury them alive in the next two days...]

It can be said that Zhao Ji could feel the anger of this refugee every time he said that. Later, even Tian Zhao, who was strict in military discipline, couldn't help but swear: "Son of a bitch, is he still a human being? How could he do such a thing?"

Zhao Ji said gloomily, "Deputy General Tian, ​​arrange a few reliable people to bring this commoner back to the capital. Take my badge, find Chief Yueying, and report the matter to the emperor!"

Tian Zhao understood that the journey would be very difficult, and there would definitely be people who did not want the refugees to go to Kyoto, so he directly selected 20 people and picked out the most powerful soldiers.

Zhao Ji watched the group of people gradually go away, sneered, and said: "If I remember correctly, before I set off, I checked the files and political achievements of this county governor and county magistrate in the Ministry of Personnel. They were all top-grade every year. Now they are top-grade like this, haha!"

Ministry of Personnel...

Zhao Ji snorted coldly. He was naturally aware that there was something fishy going on here, but he was not in a hurry. The most urgent task was still Hua'an County.

The further you go inside, the more desolate it becomes, as if there are no living people left.

According to the refugees, the county magistrate and the county governor had already moved to the high slope.

When Zhao Ji went over, he found that there was a newly built mansion on the high slope.

"The rich are feasting and drinking, while the poor are starving on the streets!"

Zhao Ji sneered and led his army to kick open the door of the mansion.

The warm jade lights and the aroma of wine and food in this mansion are completely different from the starving people outside. Zhao Ji ordered with a stern face: "Search, bring all the living people here."

Zhao Ji and his group set out so suddenly that the county magistrate and county governor here didn't receive any news at all.

It can be said that he was caught off guard. When the county magistrate was caught, he was still lying on the woman's belly, with his lower body naked, and was dragged in front of everyone to play with his dick.

"Who is it! Who dares to arrest me?" The county magistrate was drunk and shouting nonsense. Zhao Ji threw a stone at him and accurately knocked out one of the county magistrate's front teeth.

Tian Zhao noticed Zhao Ji's skill and his eyes deepened. He didn't expect Zhao Ji to have this skill, and he admired Zhao Ji even more.

People say toothache is not a disease, but it is really painful when it happens. The severe pain from the front teeth made the county magistrate break out in a cold sweat and sobered up instantly.

After sobering up, the county magistrate saw the crowd of strong men in the yard and felt a chill in his heart.

"You...what are you doing? Who are you?" The county magistrate was now scared.

Zhao Ji didn't say anything, he just pushed the man to the ground and kicked him: "Where did you keep those people infected with the plague?"

The county governor and the magistrate now understood completely that the person who came must be someone from the court. They themselves felt guilty and did not know the current situation, so they did not say a word and pretended to be dumb no matter what was asked.

Zhao Ji gradually lost his patience and reached out to grab the county governor's hair and said, "Let me ask you one last time, where are the refugees infected with the plague being held?"

The county magistrate still said nothing.

But Zhao Ji could hear the inner voice:

[I definitely can’t tell him who this guy is, but I originally ordered the guards to bury those untouchables alive tomorrow. Now I really hope they can bury them quickly.]

[Otherwise it would be bad to leave evidence behind! ]

[It would be best if Zizhulin dealt with this quickly. ]

Purple bamboo forest!

Zhao Ji sneered and said, "Give me a tile."

Tian Zhao picked up two broken tiles from the ground at random.

Zhao Ji took it, threw it on the ground casually, and then said, "Is there a purple bamboo forest here?"

The county governor and the county magistrate looked up in astonishment. They never expected that Zhao Ji could find the location by divination. It was amazing!

"Reporting to the lord, there is indeed a place called Purple Bamboo Forest, ten miles away from here." The soldiers under Tian Zhao who were good at getting information had already found out the location.

"Let's go to the Purple Bamboo Forest. Take these two beasts with you."