Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Zhang Biao rushed home and returned wearing bulky clothes, bringing back more than a dozen guards.

After Fang Zheng Yi took the things Zhang Biao brought back, he gave an order, and a group of people set off mightily behind the messenger guards.

The three Grand Secretaries looked worried and hesitated to follow.

Fang Zheng Yi was really unreliable. If they couldn't see the Crown Prince return safely with their own eyes as soon as possible, they probably wouldn't be able to sleep or eat in peace.

The place where the robbers were located wasn't too far away, just in Tuan Song Ward, two wards away.

As they approached, Fang Zheng Yi began to direct the guards to disperse and stand guard around the area, waiting for a signal.

With so many people, there was no way the other side would let him in.

At the same time, he tried to persuade the three Grand Secretaries to go home first, but no matter how he tried to persuade them, they were unwilling. Helpless, Fang Zheng Yi could only instruct them to listen to his arrangements and not to reveal the Crown Prince's identity under any circumstances.

No matter how rampant the dung gang was, they wouldn't dare to kidnap the Crown Prince. If their real identity was known, they would probably be driven to desperate measures.

Of course, the three Grand Secretaries knew what was going on and nodded in agreement.

Soon, Fang Zheng Yi, Zhang Biao, and the three Grand Secretaries followed the guards to a place that looked like an abandoned warehouse. The guards knocked on the door.

Two people inside opened the wooden door with torches.

In the dark sky, the dilapidated wooden door made a creaking sound, which was particularly eerie.

The two doorkeepers looked at Fang Zheng Yi and the others with unfriendly expressions. Seeing that they were just two young men and three old men, their expressions softened slightly.

These five people were obviously not much of a threat.

So they took two steps back and made way.

Fang Zheng Yi took the lead and strode in, and the others followed.

However, as soon as they entered, they immediately felt something was wrong. The warehouse was so stinky that it could be described as foul... not a place where people could stay.

The group immediately covered their mouths and noses, looking around warily.

There were quite a few people in the house, many of whom were holding torches and glaring at Fang Zheng Yi and the others.

At the deepest part of the warehouse, a man stood with his hands behind his back in front of a table. Judging by his temperament, he was the leader of the bandits.

Li Yuanzhao was tied up tightly and thrown on the ground beside him, with a rag stuffed in his mouth.

As soon as he saw Fang Zheng Yi coming, he immediately wanted to cry for help.

The three Grand Secretaries were also immediately excited when they saw Li Yuanzhao, and were about to speak when Fang Zheng Yi reached out to stop them.

Then, staring at the leader, he said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why did you arrest my people?"

The man with his hands behind his back slowly turned around. This man had a face full of横肉 [heng rou-fleshy jowls], and there was a one-finger-long scar on his forehead.

He looked at Fang Zheng Yi and grinned:

"You stole my business back then, and now you're here to steal again. Fang Zheng Yi, should I call you Mr. Sai, or Gang Leader Fang now?"

"Don't be polite, just call me Dad!"

As soon as Fang Zheng Yi saw this person, he realized who it was.

This person was Huang Shengrong, the leader of the dung gang in Hengjiang Prefecture back then. The scar on his forehead was the one he got when they were fighting with dung.

The main thing was that when the Beggar Gang withdrew from Hengjiang Prefecture, Fang Zheng Yi sent people to attack the dung gang at night and dunked Huang Shengrong in a dung pit, and then bought off the city gate guards to hang him on the city wall.

On the way here, Fang Zheng Yi thought of this incident, and he already had a rough idea of what was going on. But he wasn't sure until he met him. He didn't expect this person to be quite capable, and he could even make a name for himself in the capital.

Huang Shengrong was furious when he heard this: "Fang Zheng Yi! You're looking for death. You dare to talk back when you're on my turf. What do you think you are?"

Fang Zheng Yi picked his nose: "Me? County Baron of Taoyuan, Fourth-Rank Junior Tutor, Gang Leader of the Beggar Gang, Master of 残词 [can ci-mournful poetry], Poison Hand Human Butcher... Huang Shengrong, is your brain full of pig lard? Don't you even ask around the capital to find out what I do? Try touching me!"

As soon as they heard the four words "Poison Hand Human Butcher", everyone present took a step back in unison, and their vigilance immediately increased.

They didn't expect that this young man in front of them was the famous......

The hearts of the three Grand Secretaries immediately rose to their throats.

This... this Fang Zheng Yi is courting death!? He's surrounded by a group of people and still talking so rudely. The Crown Prince is still in their hands!

Huang Shengrong sneered twice: "I know, of course I know.... I must avenge the hatred of that year. No identity can save you. Do you think you can walk out of this door tonight?"

After speaking, he kicked Li Yuanzhao's butt hard.

"And you, this catamite, must die!"

When Li Yuanzhao heard this, he squirmed violently like a maggot seeing shit, and kept呜呜呜 [wu wu wu-onomatopoeia for muffled crying] in his mouth, but you could roughly hear the essence of the nation.

Fang Zheng Yi was depressed. He picked up a lot of orphans in Hengjiang City, and the dung gang began to spread rumors everywhere that he liked young boys and girls.

Especially since he was always with Xiao Tao at that time, he couldn't clear his name even if he wanted to. He didn't expect this bastard to believe what he said himself?

However, he believed that Huang Shengrong dared to kill people. These people didn't value human life at all, and they must have done a lot of murder and robbery. What's more, he had already offended him to death.

The disappearance of a fourth-rank official in the capital was certainly a big deal, but it was easy for professional players to turn it into an accident and forge the scene.

In this era, as long as the cleanup work was done carefully enough, it was extremely difficult to investigate! Even if a trace was revealed, they could easily find someone to take the blame.

So he could understand why Huang Shengrong dared to take such a risk...

"Fang Zheng Yi, ah, Fang Zheng Yi, you're really getting worse and worse. Do you think you can get out of here unscathed with only a dozen guards?"

"Heh heh heh, and you're stupid enough to bring three old men in!"

Huang Shengrong looked at Fang Zheng Yi with a mocking expression.

Fang Zheng Yi said unhurriedly: "Don't rush to kill me, I'll introduce you."

As he said that, he pushed Zhang Biao a few steps in Huang Shengrong's direction.

"This is my cousin, seventeen years old, afraid of violence."

Then he pointed his finger at Li Yansong and the others.

"These three are my eldest uncle, second uncle, and third uncle. It doesn't matter if you kill me, but you shouldn't harm my family. You should at least have some rules of the road....."

Huang Shengrong looked at Zhang Biao suspiciously: "Is this guy really seventeen years old?!"

"Life at home isn't good, he's mature for his age, please understand."

Huang Shengrong's face turned red and white, and he roared: "There's no need to delay. I'll send your family on their way today. Come on!"

As he said that, the gang members on both sides immediately separated and carried out the dung buckets that had been prepared long ago.

Huang Shengrong grinned: "Fang Zheng Yi, I prepared this big gift for you a long time ago. That's right, you, your family, and this catamite can slowly enjoy it together."

The blood drained from the faces of the three Grand Secretaries. What did this bandit mean? Did he want to drown them in the dung buckets?

Zhang Dongxiang couldn't hold back and roared: "This old man is not his third uncle!"

"Heh heh, your third uncle is very afraid of death... Then let's start with him first!"

".........."

"Wait a minute! Do you know who he is?!" Fang Zheng Yi waved his arm and pointed at Li Yuanzhao with one hand.

Everyone's eyes turned to Li Yuanzhao.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Biao and Fang Zheng Yi moved forward two steps at the same time.

...........