After a few people sat down, they picked up their chopsticks and started eating and drinking, without noticing that Yang San next to them didn't touch any meat and only ate some vegetables.
The sound of laughter came, and soon the housekeeper covered his stomach. At this moment, he didn't realize what was going on, and said cheerfully: "Ah, it's just that I'm old. I feel uncomfortable in my stomach after eating a little meat."
"Take your time to eat, I'm going to go to the bathroom."
As he stood up, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. His face turned pale and blood started to seep out from the corners of his mouth.
Seeing this, the others suddenly realized something and subconsciously drew the long swords from their waists. The pain in their stomachs came and the feeling of weakness in their bodies became more and more obvious.
Yang San slowly stood up and watched them fall to the ground one by one with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person, with a smile on his lips.
The housekeeper looked at him and said in a trembling voice, "Why, why would you poison us? My Lord has always had a good relationship with Master Gao. Aren't you afraid of being discovered by Master Gao?"
"Haha, he's just an idiot. He'll be down with you guys soon, don't worry."
He bent down to pick up the long knife on the ground, looked down at the butler, and attacked without hesitation. A silver light flashed and the butler's head fell to the ground.
The others were scrambling on the ground, trying to escape further away.
"Since you want to kill us, can you tell us why? Aren't you from the Gao family? Who sent you?"
"I'm telling you, the master said before he left that if he couldn't return within three days, he would bring the officials to the mountain and you would die."
Yang San narrowed his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to those things. A few silver lights flashed by, and the people on the ground were dealt with.
He shouted, "Come here, take care of the bodies here and burn them directly in the mass grave."
The bandits did not dare to resist and just did as they were told.
After Yang San finished solving the problem, he turned around and left the yard.
Xia Ping woke up before dark. Looking at the person with her back to him, he stroked her shoulder with his hand and smiled contentedly, "My beauty, would you please come down the mountain with me and be my concubine?"
A rough, old voice sounded: "Okay."
Upon hearing this voice, Xia Ping's face instantly darkened. He looked at the figure's back in disbelief, then sat up abruptly and turned over to look at the wrinkled face.
The absurdity of the whole afternoon flashed through her mind, and her vision went dark. She gritted her teeth and said, "You, you old woman, where did you come from? How dare you climb into my bed?"
"Someone, someone, drag her out and behead her."
The old woman was not angry. She sat up and smiled proudly: "At my age, I have never met such a high-ranking official. It is worth dying for."
"But, my lord, I think you'll die before me. What you're eating isn't a tiger penis; it's poisoned. You have to touch a woman every two hours."
"Otherwise, my meridians would be broken and I would die. As for your mansion, there will naturally be people to do the work. You can just enjoy yourself here with me."
Xia Ping looked at her in disbelief, not caring about his naked body. He got out of bed and was about to open the door, but found that the door was locked, which meant he couldn't get out at all.
The old woman looked at his actions and flicked her hair: "Okay, sir, why don't you just live happily here? Why do you have to go down the mountain?"
Facing that murderous look, the old woman was not afraid at all.
"My lord, you want to kill me, right? Then you'd better think it over carefully. If you kill me, you'll be locked in the room and you'll die suddenly without a woman to help you."
Xia Ping subconsciously loosened his grip on her neck and looked at her with cold eyes: "I can definitely escape and find another woman."
The old woman burst out laughing: "Then you can try."
"I'm already so old, I don't have any other thoughts, I just want to live a good life before I die, oh, the days of love and affection."
"It's still better for the Fourth Master to help me with this favor. As for you, as long as you are honest and obedient, you will be taken care of here. It's great to have me accompany you."
After Jiang Sheng arranged everything, he disguised himself and went down the mountain to the prefect's mansion, found the seal and other things, and handed over the position of prefect to someone else to take charge.
The reason was that he was not feeling well and needed to go to Zhuangzi to recuperate.
Several people were kneeling in the yard, all shouting, "Dad, are you crazy? We are the main family of the Xia family. Even if you want to hand it over to someone else, you should give it to us."
"Why should we hand it over to a side branch? Isn't this just letting him eat away at us bit by bit? When you come back in the future, I'm afraid all the children will be dead."
Jiang Sheng: ...Haha, I just want you to die.
He lowered his voice with a hint of dullness: "I'm done. Why do you feel that I'm unfair? Well, ask yourselves, is your knowledge any good?"
"How can I be so smart as to judge cases? I'm wrong in nine out of ten cases. What can I say? I'm just going to recuperate, not to lose my head."
"If you guys really were to take charge, I'm afraid there would be so many false and wrongful convictions that I'd be dead before I even get back. There's no room for negotiation on this matter."
Xia Ming was as tall as a pine tree, kneeling on the ground with his back straight, his eyes open and clear, what a handsome young man.
Jiang Sheng waved his hand: "Come forward tomorrow."
"Yes, sir."
"I'll give this seal to you from now on. I'm going to take care of it for a year or so. I hope you can judge cases impartially during this time and not let the people suffer injustice."
Xia Ming lowered his head and stretched out his hands to take it.
He said respectfully, "Yes, Ziming will definitely remember your teachings and will never slack off. Please rest assured and recuperate."
Jiang Sheng nodded and said with relief: "Okay, you are a good child. From now on, the prefectural government will be handed over to you. If anyone causes trouble, go and deal with them bravely. As long as you can save their lives, it will be fine."
"Yes, sir."
Xia Ming looked down at his feet and felt something was wrong. It was not common for adults to have big feet and find it difficult to buy boots, but these feet looked normal in size.
Before he could see clearly, Jiang Sheng stood up, covered his feet with the hem of his robe, and left in a carriage with his people and luggage.
The carriage was filled with gold, silver, jewelry, and all kinds of food and drink.
"Sir, where are we going now?"
"Of course, we have to go to the mountain, give them a good send-off, and completely resolve the problem before leaving. That would be considered a complete success."
Yang Er nodded and drove the carriage faster.
In less than a day, Jiang Sheng brought people up the mountain and dealt with all those who should be silenced. As for the innocent people, he gave them silver and let them go down the mountain.
Xia Ping fell to the ground beside the dead body pit and looked at him in disbelief: "You, who are you and why are you killing people in the village?"
He had seen the faces in the pit before. They were clearly people from the mountain stronghold, even Gao Hu. He didn't expect that Gao Hu was also killed.
Jiang Sheng chuckled, still wearing Xia Ping's face. The two of them just faced each other like this, it was indescribably weird.
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