Zeng Ke patted his chest and smiled, "Scared me to death!"
Seeing this, Lu Qingtang couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and continued what he just said, "What's his can't be yours? Did you know that you were just asking for a beating? If it were me, I would have to take off one of your arms!"
Zen Ke's face instantly turned green again, and a smile froze on his face.
"Coward!" Wen Zhan uttered two words from his mouth and glanced at Zeng Ke with contempt.
The corner of Zeng Ke's mouth twitched, and he looked at him with the same disdain, "You are not a coward, you are brave, do you know who he is? He is the God of War, and countless people have died at his hands. What are you doing? Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but they are really tigers.”
Wen Zhan said nothing. Although he didn't know the true meaning of his Internet slang, he could tell that Zeng Ke had no good words in his mouth. He lowered his eyes and sneered, then looked up at him. His almond-shaped eyes darkened slightly and immediately became sinister.
Zeng Ke was shocked again. He immediately shrank his neck and turned his body away, pretending not to see it.
Lu Qingtang shook his head helplessly and said to them: "Hurry up and eat. After eating, you have to go to the city early tomorrow morning. After eating, rest as soon as possible."
While they were eating, Mo Zeshen in the prison was already red-eyed.
He held a horsewhip and beat the bandit leader Wang Biao until his whole body was bruised. The pain made Wang Biao scream and keep wailing.
"Damn it, my master is the King of Zhennan. If you dare to hit me, I will let the King of Zhennan kill you!" Wang Biao howled and shouted at Mo Zeshen.
Mo Zeshen sat crookedly in his chair with a lazy look. He fiddled with the riding crop in his hand and sneered: "Don't talk about being a master. King Zhennan probably doesn't even know who you are. To be honest, Who instigated you to slander King Zhennan?"
Rebellion by vassal kings is something that has happened in all dynasties. However, King Zhennan has been guarding Nanzhou on the border for decades and has always been safe. There are always a lot of offerings in the court. King Zhennan is not stingy when he needs to send troops to help. Officials in the Zhennan Palace would also upload the words and deeds of the Zhennan King every year, and they did not exceed the rules. However, rumors spread that the Zhennan King was going to rebel.
Moreover, this bandit named Wang Biao moved the King of Zhennan out so deliberately that it is difficult not to doubt his intentions.
He came to Nanzhou this time, firstly to save Lu Qingtang, and secondly to complete the task assigned to him by Emperor Kang Yuan.
Someone secretly reported that King Zhennan was planning to rebel. Emperor Kang Yuan asked Mo Zeshen to come to Nanzhou to investigate secretly. If the situation was true, he would directly dispatch troops to destroy the palace of Zhennan King. In this way, it will neither destabilize the court nor waste military resources.
Since it was a major event like rebellion, Mo Zeshen naturally had to be cautious.
In fact, he also understood that if he was asked to come out to investigate the rebellion of King Zhennan, anyone could investigate it. However, now that the crown prince had been established, it was a bit awkward for Mo Zeshen to stay in Yanling City, so he simply sent him out on official business.
This was what Mo Zeshen wanted, but he didn't expect that after just three months of absence from Lu Qingtang, two strange men would suddenly appear.
That coward was fine. Although he was good-looking and tall, Lu Qingtang must have looked down upon him. But the man named Wen Zhan didn't seem to be easy to deal with, and Mo Zeshen felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Mo Zeshen stood up and whipped Wang Biao again.
Wang Biao's screams were endless, and Yuan Lang beside him could not help but curl his lips when he saw this.
When his prince had a fit, even ten cows couldn't stop him.
But we can't continue fighting like this. If Wang Biao dies, wouldn't it be confirmed that King Zhennan is rebelling?
Although he really deserved to be beaten for teasing the princess, it would be hard to explain if he died, so Yuan Lang stepped forward to stop Mo Zeshen.
Mo Zeshen sat back on the chair again, took a few breaths, and waved his hand to Yuan Lang.
Yuan Lang understood, and immediately bent down to scoop up a spoonful of salt water from the bucket, and poured it on Wang Biao, who was full of scars.
"Ah~"
Wang Biao's screams were enough to pierce a person's eardrums. While screaming, his body was also convulsing, and he collapsed immediately.
His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his chest was heaving.
He trembled and looked at Mo Zeshen with fear in his eyes, "I... I'll attack, I'll attack all... Stop fighting, don't... I can't stand it..."
"Say quickly." Mo Zeshen opened and closed his thin lips, his hoarse voice was very lazy.
It turned out that Wang Biao was a farmer from Weizhou. Later, he became a big soldier after conscription and was driven away because he did not observe military discipline. He was too embarrassed to return to his hometown, so he started working as a thief in Fangcheng County, and was later arrested by Fangcheng County. However, instead of putting him in jail, Li Zhi, the magistrate of Fangcheng County, paid for him to become a bandit and used the slogan of Zhennan King.
But why he did this, Li Zhi didn't tell Wang Biao, and Wang Biao didn't even think of asking. Nanzhou is the territory of King Zhennan, and his followers are spread throughout Nanzhou. It is not common for a county magistrate to rely on the prince.
But Mo Zeshen heard that the county magistrate Li Zhi must have an ulterior secret. He couldn't tell whether it was true or false about King Zhennan's rebellion, so he could only look for clues from Li Zhi.
"Yuan Lang, we will go to the Fangcheng County government office early tomorrow morning and hand Wang Biao over to Li Zhi to see what he has to say." Mo Zeshen said to Yuan Lang.
Yuan Lang hesitated a little, and then said: "Your Majesty, what if Li Zhi wants to kill someone and silence him? Aren't we going to come to his door?"
Mo Zeshen snorted coldly, "It's just a nest of snakes and rats. It's just a small county magistrate. I don't believe he has the courage to deceive the emperor. Besides, Dong Chengbin is watching him in the county office now. , I forgive him for not daring to be presumptuous."
Yuan Lang nodded, and then followed Mo Zeshen out of the cell. As soon as he left the cell, he saw a shadow flying past in front of him. Yuan Lang stepped forward, but unfortunately he was a step too late, and the figure had disappeared.
Yuan Lang immediately returned to Mo Zeshen and looked at him solemnly.
Mo Zeshen frowned and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "I know who it is. That kid is not a good guy at first glance. Keep an eye on him."
"Who?" Yuan Lang asked Mo Zeshen.
Mo Ze thrust his hand at him deeply, and Yuan Lang immediately stepped forward.
After hearing Mo Zeshen's words, Yuan Lang immediately raised his hands and saluted, "Yes, Your Majesty, my subordinates will keep a close eye on him and will not let him get close to the Princess."
Mo Zeshen turned back and glared at him, "Is this what I mean? I see him as suspicious, not to target him!"
Yuan Lang lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, then continued to cup his hands, "Yes, Your Majesty, my subordinate said the wrong thing."
"Go to bed quickly. We have to enter Fangcheng County early tomorrow morning." Mo Zeshen walked forward with an angry look on his face, without looking back.
Behind him, Yuen Long snickered and followed him.
