Cui Liang was still reluctant to wear a flawless white feather, so he turned around outside the post house and returned to the county guard's mansion. Of course, it was not only this that drove him to change his mind at the last moment, no matter how powerful the Shenwu Army was, he had to eat food, as long as he ate food, he had to allocate food in accordance with the rules of the imperial court, that is to say, Feng Yi's county treasury was responsible for at least half of the military rations of the Shenwu army's tens of thousands of horses, as long as he did not hand over the county Taishou Yinxin for a day, Qin Jin would not be able to move a grain of grain in the treasury, otherwise it would be no different from rebellion.

It is precisely because of this confidence that Cui Liang is out of the way, and the big deal is to spend a month with this yellow-mouthed boy who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and the moment he sits and eats the mountain, 10,000 troops have no rice to cook, and see who laughs at the end.

Although Cui Liang was a little indecisive before, after having this idea, he chose to spend it with Qin Jin without hesitation, he knew that if he didn't let this little shaft taste the bitterness, he might not be able to leave Feng Yijun so easily. Thinking of the brothers Cui Anshi and Cui Anguo who died directly or indirectly at the hands of Qin Jin, Cui Liang couldn't help but let out a wry smile, maybe Qin Jin's little shaft and his Cui family are naturally compatible, as long as they touch one place, they will inevitably stir up a bloody storm.

Only an oil lamp was lit in the inner hall of the county guard's mansion, the flames were flickering, and all kinds of shadows were pulled out of various strange shapes, and as soon as he sat down, a servant brought tea soup, Cui Liang picked it up and blew on the steaming tea bowl, and suddenly a gloomy voice sounded behind him.

"How cowardly is Cui Yuanjun? You really bowed your head to Qin Jin's shaft?"

It was Fan Changming's voice, which was extremely rude, and Cui Liang's heart was filled with unhappiness.

"How about bowing your head, and what if you don't bow your head?"

For the first time, Cui Liang turned a face to this old husband, even if this person was Yang Guozhong's cronies, he couldn't act arbitrarily in front of him, not to mention that he was already in a bad mood now, and it was difficult to indulge this old husband's arrogance anymore.

Unexpectedly, Fan Changming actually sneered.

"What does it have to do with Fan Mou whether to bow your head or not? Fan just watched the Jun come in a big disaster and didn't know it, but it was a pity to sigh!"

Cui Liang finally couldn't hold back the anger in his chest anymore, all the anger was concentrated on his right hand in an instant, and the tea bowl fell heavily on several cases, and it was immediately shattered and splashed.

"Cui Mou is the Taishou of Shangjun, and after entering Beijing, he is the servant of the door, the fourth rank of the Tang Dynasty, who dares to kill me!"

The movement in the inner hall alarmed the old servant waiting outside, rushed in in a panic, and was reprimanded by Cui Liang again. Fan Changming was not to be outdone, and still had a condescending attitude.

"Ha! It's ridiculous, it's pathetic, being targeted by Qin Jin's evil ghost, does the envoy still think that he can leave Feng Yi?"

"It's nonsense! Even if Qin Jin is at odds with Cui, he is still the official of the Tang Dynasty, how can he harm the public for personal gain?"

This kind of rebuttal even Cui Liang himself felt extremely pale, especially when Fan Changming broke through Qin Jin's place where he had already shown him to die, his hands couldn't help but tremble, no matter how calm he was, he couldn't stop, and he didn't know if it was because of anger or fear.

"Fan Mou's words are all this, and I hope to make you do it yourself!"

After that, Fan Changming glanced at Cui Liang, strode out of the inner hall, and went all the way out of the county guard's mansion, not knowing where to go.

Finally, Cui Liang was the only one left in the inner hall, and the always confident county guard was actually paralyzed on the couch, he had just read the pity and disdain in Fan Changming's gaze, as if he was looking at a dying person.

"No!"

Suddenly, Cui Liang's body bounced up from the couch, and he roared with a hideous expression, how could the innate pride of a family tolerate such a lowly old man being so cheap? He wanted to prove to those who looked down on him that nothing could climb on him.

Fan Changming's inadvertent action aroused Cui Liang's inferiority complex that had been buried in his subconscious for many years. The identity of the son of the concubine has been like a curse around his neck since his birth, and he has never been alone with his biological mother for a moment since he can remember, and even until she dies, he can't call him a mother. Because there can only be one mother, and that is his father's wife.

The dislike of his father and mother, and the bullying of his brother, made him swear more than once when he was a teenager that he would one day become the prime minister, and he wanted to see how those in the clan who looked down on him should stammer. In fact, even if he hasn't achieved his original goal, after being the Taishou of Shangjun, those brothers who despised him in the past have already had a lot of condescending and respectful.

has such achievements at a young age, and the smooth sailing of his career has made Cui Liang gradually forget the hardships of his childhood. Before meeting Qin Jin, everything was advancing according to the plan in an orderly manner, and the squire under the door was already close to entering the phase, as long as he took another half step, he would get what he wanted.

However, after Qin Jin and the Shenwu Army came to Feng Yi, everything was disrupted. Cui Liang regretted it, his bowels were all green, why did he provoke Qin Jin to have a head-on conflict with him, and settled his business with him early, and after he went to Chang'an, he had a thousand ways to clean him up......

But it's too late to say anything. Fan Changming claimed to know Qin Jin and had fought with him countless times, although this person did not say the result, but judging from his expression of gritting his teeth every time he mentioned Qin Jin, he was afraid that he would lose more and win less. This person's departure also cast a shadow on Cui Liang's heart, isn't this just to avoid affecting himself and avoid trouble?

This night, Cui Liang tossed and turned, thinking back on all the decisions made during his tenure, and only after confirming that there were no mistakes and that he would not be caught by Qin Jin's evil ghost, he let out a long sigh, he didn't believe that Qin Jin dared to attack him without any handle, otherwise he could sue him for rebellion...... Before I knew it, it was already white outside, and in my thoughts, the sound of snoring gradually sounded in the room.

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Early in the morning, Qin Jin received a report from the entourage in charge of the guards that Cui Liang had been here last night, but he turned around in front of the post house and left in a hurry, not knowing what was going on.

In this regard, Qin Jin knew very well that when Cui Liang came here late at night, he must have been unable to hold his breath and wanted to settle with him as soon as possible, but why did he come and go back and forth? After thinking about it for a while, he didn't come up with a meridian Yinmao, so he simply shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

It doesn't matter where Cui Liang came and went, the important thing is that he had already made up his mind yesterday that he would let this thief suffer the consequences, so that everyone could see that it would never end well if he was embarrassed by him and the Shenwu Army.

After a brief wash, Qin Jin summoned his personal armor and asked Du Qianyun if he had returned to the post house. After receiving a negative answer, he picked up a few steaming pottery bowls, the mouth of which was about the size of half a basin, and inside was rice porridge, because of the shortage of food, in non-war times, breakfast had been replaced by dry food to thin porridge.

A big bowl of rice porridge was clattering, Qin Jin touched the belly supported by the gruel, and burped, but he still felt hungry, but in order to eat and live with the soldiers in the army, he could only endure the thought of having another bowl.

Qin Jin is waiting for the news of Du Qianyun, Du is a big merchant in Guanzhong, although the status of merchants in the Tang Dynasty is not high, but the merchant tentacles are all over the society, and there are some things that the government really can't do, or even if it can do it, its cost and time will far exceed the former.

The collusion between officials and businessmen has been an iron law that has remained unchanged for thousands of years since ancient times, and Qin Jin knew that if Du Qianyun wanted to invite merit, he must have something to offer, such as Cui Liang who had been the county guard in Feng Yi for six years, as long as he casually cited a crime that was enough to dismiss him.

Just as he was thinking about it, an exclamation suddenly sounded outside. Qin Jin frowned slightly, although this is a post house, it is also unique in the army, how can he make noise at will? He was about to summon someone to ask what was the noise, but someone pushed open the door and said almost with a crying voice:

"Envoy, Niu Wulang and Zhang Dalang, dead, dead!"

"Why, how did you die?"

Qin Jinteng stood up, Niu Wulang and Zhang Dalang were his personal entourage.

"Envoy Jun, he, after the two of them drank corn porridge, they couldn't do it in the blink of an eye!

Qin Jin was furious, this was obviously aimed at him, he and his entourage ate in a pot, but the porridge that came out would be distributed randomly, otherwise...... He didn't dare to think about it anymore, there was already a layer of cold sweat on his body, just the kung fu of drinking porridge, who would have thought that he had already been closed by the ghost gate? Niu Wulang and Zhang Dalang both died for him.

"Check, check who touched the breakfast food!"

After reacting, Qin Jin immediately ordered to block the inside and outside of the post house, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. The entourage that followed him to live in the post house were all elite armorers of the Shenwu Army, and there could be no problem. The biggest problem was the original officials and miscellaneous servants in the inn.

The angry Shenwu army soldiers escorted the post officer to Qin Jin's face, and the post officer heard that there was a dead person in the Shenwu army, and it was also the new envoy's personal entourage, so he was already frightened and kept calling, kneeling on the ground like a puddle of mud kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Qin Jin saw that he couldn't ask anything about this idiot, so he personally investigated, he and his entourage shared a pot to cook porridge, and in the process, the food was provided by the Shenwu Army, and the firewood was provided by the post house. Therefore, starting from the people who have been in contact with the porridge pot, it is easy to roughly lock the target.

A total of two handymen in the post house had touched the porridge pot, one was found in public, and the other could not be found anyway.

The miscellaneous servants who were found out also didn't know anything, and they couldn't stand the pain after being beaten with dozens of sticks, but they still couldn't say who was the mastermind behind the scenes. Qin Jin intuitively felt that it was very likely that this handyman would be beaten into a trick, so the missing handyman at the post house was naturally the most suspicious person.

"Search, even if you search Tongzhou City, you have to search for the thieves!"

As soon as Qin Jin gave the order, someone immediately sent a message to the army outside the city, preparing to transfer a large army into the city.