"Isn't there me?" Ye Moxun glanced at her, almost laughing in anger. How could he not know how she viewed him? "Tantan, I'm not as bad as you think. You can wait and see."
Song Tantan stared at him for a long time before finally saying hesitantly, "Actually, you are reliable most of the time. After thinking it over, I can't think of a better candidate than you. It would be more appropriate for you to temporarily serve as the prefect."
"What kind of prefect am I? Just self-appointed?" Ye Moxun scoffed. "I'll just be the city lord for now and manage things temporarily. Once I find a suitable replacement, I'll leave it to them."
Judging from his arrogant and disdainful attitude towards imperial power, it's clear that he not only disregards being an official, but also scorns the imperial family and nobility. Asking him to kneel before the emperor as an official? He'd rather not be an official at all.
If you were to ask him to rebel and fight for the throne, he wouldn't have that ambition, because he couldn't possibly sit in the palace day and night reviewing memorials.
He didn't want to review memorials or be busy with state affairs every day. If he still wanted to occupy the throne, wouldn't he become a tyrant? I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before the country was destroyed and he would become a sinner for all time.
So he should just be himself, stay away from imperial power, and live however he wants.
Song Zhuiyan and Zhong Qingyi watched the two of them talking about these treasonous things as if no one else was around, and they were speechless. It was only because it was a chaotic world that they could say so many treasonous things without much problem. If it were a peaceful year, if they dared to discuss such things and someone heard them, they would definitely be arrested and punished, and might even be beheaded.
Moreover, these two people are talking about how others are young, but they don't even look at their own age. One is ten years old and the other is thirteen. How dare they say that a seventeen-year-old boy is young?
"Alright, we're discussing this before anything's even started. Let's get rid of all those traitors in Fengcheng first, then we can talk about who's in charge." Song Zhuiyan didn't want to say more; she was exhausted. She waved her hand and went to the room Song Tantan had arranged for her to catch up on her sleep.
Seeing that Song Zhuiyan had left, Zhong Qingyi opened his mouth to say a few words of advice, but then felt that he didn't know how to persuade her. Oh well, as long as A-Xun is happy, he will accompany him to do great things.
Three days later, one morning, the door of the government office was being pounded on, but no one came to open it after a long time. This was because Ye Moxun and the others lived far away, and the door of the government office was really thick and heavy, so pounding on the door was useless and no one could hear it.
Having no other choice, the visitor struck the drum in front of the government office. This alerted not only the people inside the government office but also the surrounding residents.
Who would beat the drum to voice their grievances so early in the morning? In this world, there's no justice left. The prefect is dead; who will judge the case?
Everyone was really curious. Ever since Boss Cao died, the government office gates have been tightly closed, and there are no yamen runners inside. Only two teenagers and three wolfhounds live there. The two teenagers only appear when Duke comes to attack the city. Otherwise, they are rarely seen.
So everyone wanted to see how the two young men would handle the matter of someone beating the drum to appeal for justice today.
It's worth mentioning that Xiangyang City has recently calmed down again. There's no war, and no one is out in the streets robbing women or oppressing the people. It's much better than when Cao Cao was in power, which is why the people dare to come out and watch the excitement.
However, having been severely bullied by Boss Cao in the past, they dared not approach to take a closer look. They only dared to observe from a distance. Then, they saw a group of burly men with knives in front of the government office. These men were covered in blood, and a young man with a dark complexion lay on the ground, his life hanging in the balance.
"I saw that person's face. He looks a bit like the Bai family's kid. How come he's so badly injured? Is he dead?" someone who knew him whispered.
"Look closely, is that really Bai Pingfeng? He's had a tough life. His father used to be a镖头 (bodyguard), and the family lived a fairly comfortable life. Who would have thought that Boss Cao and that guy surnamed Du would fight all the way to Xifeng? A lot of strong laborers died then, and Bai Pingfeng's father died around that time."
"Who says otherwise? The Bai family boy learned martial arts from his father since he was a child, and his kung fu is excellent. But he never bullies the weak and lives a decent life with his sister. Unexpectedly, Cao the eldest is a scoundrel, and he can't raise any good people under his command either. All he does is bully men and women. The other day he tried to forcibly take Miss Bai away, which forced the Bai boy to rebel."
"Of those rebels, only the Bai family boy was an honest and reliable person who didn't do bad things. It's a pity that good people don't live long. He was beaten to death not long ago."
It seems the people of Xiangyang City aren't living too badly, otherwise why would they still have the mood to gossip so much? They get so engrossed in chatting that they almost dug up their ancestors for three generations.
"They're out! The government office gates are open!" someone shouted, raising their voice.
Ye Moxun and Song Tantan came out together, and it was obvious that no one would actually beat the drum to appeal for justice at this time. It must be that Bai Pingfeng had something to ask for.
Bai Pingfeng had an arrow stuck in his left chest, the bloodstains on his clothes were black, and his face was dark, clearly indicating that he had been seriously poisoned.
"Quickly bring the person in." Ye Moxun didn't ask any more questions; saving the person was the priority.
After the servants carried Bai Pingfeng to the bed, he ordered someone to boil water. There were only four people living in the government office at the moment, and no servants to be ordered around, so he could only send Bai Pingfeng's men to do the work.
After sending Bai Pingfeng's men away, Ye Moxun signaled Song Tantan to bolt the door, and then began to treat Bai Pingfeng's wounds, starting with removing the poisoned arrow.
"Be careful, maybe you didn't hit his heart, or he'll die if you pull it out." Song Tantan watched with trepidation.
"I studied medicine for over four years and I remember the human body structure clearly. He was just a little short of hitting the heart. He's lucky to be alive. I've got the alcohol, cotton pads, and gauze ready. I'm going to prepare for surgery."
The so-called surgery involved removing the arrow, cleaning out the rotten flesh from Bai Pingfeng's body, disinfecting, applying medicine, and bandaging. It sounds simple, but it was not easy to perform.
The whole process took almost half an hour. Ye Moxun was sweating profusely from the work, and Song Tantan dutifully assisted him, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief from time to time.
Fifteen minutes ago, several of Bai Pingfeng's brothers were shouting outside the door, as if they were afraid that Bai Pingfeng would kill them.
The two had been ignoring the people outside, but worried that they might lose control and break down the door, Song Tantan had no choice but to shout loudly, "Stay put! Young Master Ye is applying medicine to your boss. You must not disturb him. If you force your way in and he dies, you will bear the consequences."
Later, Zhong Qingyi and Song Zhuiyan were also woken up, and the two of them came over and persuaded the people outside the door to leave.
Zhong Qingyi spoke with certainty and an upright demeanor, which was very convincing. He said, "A-Xun is not only skilled in using poison, but he is also a highly skilled doctor. Your boss has been poisoned, so it's right to leave him with A-Xun. Since you brought him here, you wanted him to help you, so why are you not at ease now?"
"But Young Master Ye asked us to boil water and bring clean clothes..." They brought them, then locked them out, which made people very suspicious.
"Ah Xun just thought you were in the way, so he sent you away. Don't you even understand that?" Zhong Qingyi's face suddenly darkened. She didn't trust Ah Xun, yet she wanted Ah Xun to save people. She really didn't know what was good for her.
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