Chapter 112: If you don’t have enough people, don’t try to show off your power.
The sharp blade was suddenly thrown out, making a sharp whistling sound as it rubbed against the air.
The two sides who were confronting each other in front of the courtyard gate changed color at the same time, and the two sides who were about to engage in close combat retreated almost at the same time.
Just like splitting a river with a knife, the water will stop flowing.
"Bang!"
The sword, infused with Zhao Duan's internal energy, stabbed fiercely into the blue brick floor, embedding most of it, and the dissipated force exploded the surrounding ground.
This was something he had never been able to do before - it was also a manifestation of his martial arts skills being completely transformed.
"ah--"
The group of people trying to break the door let out a low cry, and the leader turned pale.
It seemed that he had not expected that Zhao Duan would arrive and draw his sword so decisively.
"grown ups……"
Chen Juan and several other Lihuatang Jinyi were also stunned.
But then I thought about the style of my own police agency and it wasn't surprising.
"Sigh."
In an instant, Zhao Duan rode his horse and rushed forward.
The man on the horse pulled the reins hard, and the strong black horse also raised its front hooves high.
"What happened?" Zhao Duan had a blank expression on his face, his eyes sweeping across the field.
He found that although the group of people who were surrounding him seemed to be aggressive, they did not have the military spirit of people who came from the imperial guards.
The leader was a middle-aged civil servant in a green robe, with a dignified appearance and an imposing aura.
When Chen Juan and the others saw the backbone coming, they felt relieved and immediately bowed and complained:
"Your Excellency, I have come here to investigate a case and have arrested one of the rebels and seized several boxes of stolen money and goods.
I was waiting for the government to send a car to pick me up, but this group of people from the Dali Temple arrived, claiming they wanted to take away the rebels and all their belongings. I refused, and they tried to take it away by force.
Robbery? Stealing stolen goods?
Someone from Dali Temple?
Zhao Duan caught the key words and turned to look at another group of people.
However, the well-mannered middle-aged civil servant in the lead did not raise his eyelids, but bowed and said:
"I am the Deputy Minister of the Dali Temple, He Zheng. Are you Zhao Jisi of the Imperial Court? Please dismount and speak."
The Dali Temple Secretary...a fifth-rank official, whose rank was higher than Zhao Duan, which happened to be in the way of his authority to arrest people.
"So it's He Sicheng." Zhao Duan changed his domineering attitude and suddenly smiled. He dismounted and threw the reins to the other Jinyi who came behind him. He said casually:
"I wonder what you all mean by this?"
He Sicheng took a deep breath and said calmly:
"Zhao Jishi should be aware that the case of the rebellious gang committed by your court has been transferred to our Dali Temple for investigation in accordance with the imperial decree. The suspect, Tie Chiguan, has made inquiries and the clues lead to accomplices in the rebellion within this court. I have come here specifically to apprehend them..."
The implication:
Tiechiguan, this bastard, sold the same information twice, first to Ma Yan and then to the Dali Temple.
So the two sides followed the same clue and collided with each other.
Zhao Duan said "Oh" and pretended to be confused:
"so?"
He Sicheng had no expression on his face:
"Since this case has been handed over to the Dali Temple for trial, there is no need to trouble the brothers from the Imperial Court. Please ask Zhao Jisi to hand the suspect over to me."
Who the hell is your brother... Chen Juan and others cursed inwardly.
Of course Zhao Duan understood, but he just smiled:
"Everything is based on first come first served. My people caught people first, and the same goes for things. If someone from your temple comes, you want to take them away. This is not in accordance with the rules."
He Sicheng frowned and said:
"Is Zhao Jisi going to disobey the Saint's orders? Since this case has been assigned to us, we should transfer it. What's the point of talking about first come, first served?"
Haha...don't put the blame on me...Zhao Duan narrowed his eyes and calmly pointed out the loophole:
"Master He, you have a very big hat. When I was in the imperial court, I often took prisoners from the government office in the capital, and even from the Ministry of Justice. However, I always submitted an official letter first, and only took action peacefully after both parties signed and sealed it. But I have never heard of anyone transferring prisoners by force."
At first glance, what the other party said seemed reasonable.
But Zhao Duan keenly sensed that something was wrong.
In official circles, unless they are political enemies, most people are harmonious and will not offend anyone for no reason.
He Sicheng arrived a step late, and the reasonable approach would have been to let the prisoner be taken away by Chen Juan first.
He turned around to open the document and hand it to Ma Yan.
Go through the process and then bring in people...
Of course, it can also be explained that the other party was anxious to gain credit and was worried that the things would fall into the hands of the imperial court and be skinned alive.
It could barely explain the other party's behavior of snatching, but Zhao Duan instinctively sensed that something was wrong.
Wouldn’t the other party know that Chen Juan is from Lihuatang?
Don’t you know your bad reputation?
Are you so stubborn that you have to fight me head-on?
So what?
When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong!
"Zhao Jisi!"
Across from him, the righteous, awe-inspiring temple secretary in green robes frowned and said:
"You're a smart person, there's no need to play dumb. Since this case is under the jurisdiction of the Dali Temple, why beat around the bush and make things difficult for others? Get your people out of the way."
Zhao Duan didn't say anything, as if he was weighing something.
After a moment, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling implicitly. He turned his head to look at Chen Juan who was standing in front of the courtyard gate, and suddenly his face darkened and he said:
"Shen Juan, I am very disappointed in you."
Chen Juan was stunned. This second-generation lieutenant from Lihuatang seemed to have not expected that his boss would turn the gun against him.
Not only him, but the other Jinyi officers present were also stunned, realizing that their masters seemed to have given in.
Yes, the other party is a real fifth-rank official. A higher-ranking official can crush others, not to mention that he is indeed in the right.
Even if the person is really snatched back, the other party can still take him away after going through the necessary procedures.
In this case, it was he and his group who were wrong. They refused to retreat, which led to the swords being drawn and almost caused a conflict.
But this is different from the adults they have in mind. Shouldn't the leader of Lihuatang be the boss of the world and he is the second in command, the one who dares to slam the table and draw his sword to kill anyone?
Why did you give in this time?
Could it be true as some people in the yamen have been privately spreading rumors?
His own boss was just a "dog who relied on his superiors' power" and "bullying the weak and fearing the strong." He only dared to confront Li Lang because of Mo Zhaorong's support. Did he dare to arrest those 58 officials at will because of their low rank?
Having lost the support of others, do you become cowardly when facing people of higher rank than yourself?
This seems like the most reasonable guess, but...
"Sir, we..." Shen Lang wanted to argue. He felt very aggrieved, extremely aggrieved.
Zhao Duan shouted sternly, "You still don't admit your mistake?!"
Shen Juan was speechless.
The two groups of men in brocade uniforms present were silent, but the dissatisfaction and disappointment in their eyes could not be concealed.
In sharp contrast to this are the people in the Dali Temple.
They had long heard of Zhao Duan's arrogance and arrogance, and they were indeed panicked and cowardly just now.
A person's reputation is like the shadow of a tree. He was afraid that Mr. Zhao would get angry and affect himself and others.
But at this moment, seeing that he was subdued by just a few words from his own temple secretary, he turned around and scolded his subordinates, and the tension in his heart disappeared.
Everyone had a smile on their face and watched the show leisurely and relaxed, thinking that rumors couldn't be true.
"Haha." He Sicheng laughed even more.
He shook the sleeves of his green robe, put his hands behind his back, looked at me with contempt, and said with a smile:
"Hey, there's no need to be so harsh, Chief of Police. The people below are ignorant. Just take them back and give them a scolding or two. Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, right?"
Sarcasm is free.
As he spoke, He Sicheng raised his head and signaled his followers to put away their swords and prepare to enter the house to lock up the people and seize the fruits of victory.
Chen Juan was also extremely frustrated. He lowered his head and squeezed out the words indignantly:
"I know I was wrong... I shouldn't have..."
However, the next second, the smiles on the faces of the middle-aged official and the group of people behind him suddenly disappeared.
Zhao Duan said with a stern face:
"Your mistake is that as someone from Lihuatang, how can you be such a coward?"
Shen Juan was stunned.
Zhao Duan reprimanded in a deep voice:
"What are you holding in your hand? Is it scrap metal? Or is it the official sword? Is it made of wood? Someone dared to steal our things, and you pretended to hold a sword, but why didn't you just chop them down?
You just retreated and blocked the door. You've made me lose face because of you wimps!"
The group of Jinyi officers were also stunned. They looked up in astonishment and looked at their boss.
I suspect I heard it wrong.
So... my master is not yielding to the other party, nor is he giving in.
He wasn't scolding himself and the others for confronting the Dali Temple people with swords, but scolding them for being too soft, too cautious, and too cowardly...
"Sir, I..."
Chen Juan's face turned red and white, and he was extremely ashamed.
Zhao Duan cursed coldly:
"Before I took office, a group of people told me that there were a lot of troublemakers in Lihua Hall, and they were unruly and wouldn't obey. I think that's bullshit. Where's the unruliness? Where's the troublemaker? They're all very obedient!
If I hadn't rushed over today, would the prisoners and stolen goods seized by Lihua Hall have been handed over to you?"
"Sir, we..." The several soldiers in brocade clothes guarding the gate were also ashamed.
I am ashamed of my and others' cowardly behavior.
He was even more ashamed of his previous misunderstanding of Zhao Duan.
A surge of blood and warmth suddenly surged in my heart.
In their original gang, every time they did something out of line, they were scolded by the police and dissuaded by their colleagues. They never thought that they would meet a boss who was tolerant and supported them.
Although they were yelled at at this moment, none of them had any resentment. Instead, their eyes were bright and they had an impulse of "If you treat me like a national hero, I will repay you like a national hero."
It seemed that the harsher Zhao Duan scolded, the more excited and passionate they became.
"Sir, we know we were wrong! Please punish us!"
Chen Juan said loudly with a red face, standing straight.
Zhao Duan snorted and said:
"You know you're wrong, but you still don't want to change? Do you want me to tell you what to do?"
Chen Juan suddenly turned around and looked at the group of Dali Temple officials who were already dumbfounded by what they heard, and laughed grimly:
"A thief must be beaten. You want to steal our things? Bah, do you think you deserve it? I have tolerated you for a long time!"
As he said that, he rushed forward with a knife.
Several men in brocade clothes behind him also howled and rushed towards the other party like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.
A group of Dali Temple officials who were caught off guard and had already put away their weapons were beaten so hard that they ran away with their heads in their hands and wailed.
“You… you dare…”
He Sicheng's chest was heaving with anger, and he pointed at Zhao Duan with an expression of disbelief.
Chen Juan and others still had some sense and left the chief officer to Zhao Duan without touching him.
"What does He Sicheng want to say?" Zhao Duan approached him step by step with a smile.
He Zheng was just a civil servant, and he was so weak that he retreated in shock.
But the green official robe on his body gave him some confidence, and he said in a timid tone:
"You are defying the imperial edict and obstructing the three judicial departments from handling the case. Even Ma Yan can't protect you!"
Zhao Duan looked innocent:
"Master He seems to be confused about one thing. What makes you say that the rebels in this courtyard are related to the case at Tiechiguan? Do you have any evidence?"
We, Lihuatang, came to arrest him based on clues we obtained a few months ago, which was originally within the jurisdiction of the imperial court to arrest the rebels.
It has nothing to do with the Tiechiguan case, so why should it be handed over to you?
Your yamen is a place where cases are settled, so the temple secretary must be a reasonable person."
The middle-aged civil servant was choked by his specious arguments and had no way to refute them for a while.
Zhao Duan had already walked in front of him.
He raised his hand and gently patted the face of the green-robed civil servant, making a soft "pa" sound.
Not serious, but with a strong sense of contempt:
"If you don't have enough people with you, don't try to show off like others."
He Zheng's face turned pale, and he suddenly said:
"The Grand Princess is right. You are indeed a scoundrel. I have learned my lesson today. Let's wait and see."
Having said that, he did not even turn his head back and led a group of beaten officials who were crying for their parents and fled.
Zhao Duan stood there for a long time without saying a word, his brows furrowed in the shape of a "Chuan" character, and he murmured:
"Princess Yunyang... As expected, it's you again..."
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Typos should be corrected first and then replaced
(End of this chapter)
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