After hurriedly changing their official uniforms, Kong Xiaoqing and Duan Bukang rushed to the yamen, and as soon as they entered the door, their faces changed color.

In addition to Governor Shen Jingguo, there are also chief and deputy admirals in the public court. Normally, only one of these three people comes, but today all three have arrived! Kong Xiaoqing was surprised that these three adults were politely accompanying a man standing in the middle at the moment.

The man was tall and straight, dressed in black clothes and black armor, with a cold breath, his eyes were as black as night, and his gaze was like a sharp knife plunged straight into Kong Duan and the two.

What's even more terrifying is the right side of the man's face, densely covered with twisted scars from his forehead to his neck, like a demon in hell that makes people shudder. Kong Xiaoqing shuddered involuntarily.

"Where is Xia Qingyun?" The man's voice was chilling.

"Yes, in prison." Kong Xiaoqing nodded, gave Duan Bukang a look, and asked him to send someone to bring Xia Qingyun up.

"You! Lead the way! The man kicked Duan Bukang's waist and eyes, Duan Bukang covered his waist and raised his head, seeing that the governor and the two admirals had gloomy faces, his heart trembled, and he led everyone down the middle of the court to the interrogation room of the prison.

The further down he went, the colder the breath on the man's body became. Through the railing, his eyes were suddenly fixed on the torture rack, but his steps were faster, with an unstoppable killing aura in his steps.

Several shirtless men blocked the door without knowing the reason, Duan Bukang wanted to rush ahead, but the man's footsteps didn't stop at all, and he directly kicked him over! Duan Bukang fell on his stomach, struggling to get up, and the man stepped on it! A few tooth-aching bone cracking sounds, accompanied by Duan Bukang's howl like killing a pig, echoed in the prison.

Since the morning has been tied to the torture rack. Xia Qingyun has been hanging for two hours. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn a few times, her wrists were red and swollen from the iron ropes, and in some places the skin was torn, oozing a little blood, which was reflected on her fair and delicate skin, which was more and more shocking.

When the two met their eyes, Xia Qingyun was stunned, but he didn't expect him to come to save her in person!

The man's gaze fell on the torture rack, on her wrist that was bound by the iron ropes. Fall on the leather whip that falls on the ground. Every time his eyes moved, the breath on his body became colder.

Cang Chang pulled out the saber at his waist, and the cold light flashed, and the iron rope on the torture frame broke in response. The moment it landed. The man held Xia Qingyun in his arms.

Xia Qingyun was held in his arms. Her cheek pressed against his chest, feeling his heartbeat and body temperature, but she also saw several people standing in the doorway. It is obvious from the official uniforms that the three are not ordinary officials.

She nudged him lightly, signaling him to pay attention to the occasion, and didn't want him to kill these scum on impulse, and be told the truth by others, which would affect his future.

He didn't let go, lowered his head and grabbed her wrist, his eyes changed sharply, his body exuded a dangerous aura, and his thin lips coldly spit out a word: "Who?" ”

His voice was extremely cold, the temperature in the prison plummeted, and no one dared to speak!

"Who did it?" The man asked again.

The sword in his hand shimmered coldly, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if it could pierce his throat at any time.

"Your Excellency," the Admiral began, "I'd better send Miss Xia up first, and find someone to take a look." ”

Checkmate?!

It's not a joke, is it?

This man Qi Guo became a general at such a young age, black-clothed and black-armored, only the Zhenyuan general of the southern Xinjiang!

And he, is he here for Xia Qingyun?

That's a stupid question, but the answer is obvious! Kong Xiaoqing and the others opened their mouths, stupidly standing in place.

Governor Shen Jingguo hurriedly said: "Miss Xia is frightened, Bowen, you accompany Miss Xia back first, I will deal with it myself." ”

Si Hongbowen nodded slightly, the governor's face still had to be given, he picked up Xia Qingyun horizontally and strode out. Walking past Kong Xiaoqing and the others, several people retreated in panic.

When his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, the governor exhaled and looked coldly at Kong Xiaoqing, who was wiping cold sweat on the side.

"Patrol, Governor!" Kong Xiaoqing's face was pale, and he completely lost the prestige of yesterday's court.

Shen Jingguo flicked the sleeves of his robe, and several guards rushed up on both sides, tied up Kong Duan and the others, and escorted them to the court.

Two other incidents occurred that day, one was that more than 30 deacons of the Academy and Painting Institute in Yuzhou City wrote a letter requesting the release of the owner of the Qingyunxuan Teahouse. Second, nearly 1,000 people gathered at the entrance of the yamen, beating drums and shouting grievances, wanting to seek justice for Xia Qingyun.

Not to mention these deacons, they have been running a calligraphy and painting academy in Yuzhou for many years, and several proud disciples are now working in the Hanlin Academy in the capital, and some even hold important positions in the imperial court. Just these nearly 1,000 people complained together, and we know how Kong Xiaoqing committed public anger and aroused public anger.

The governor immediately ordered that Kong Xiaoqing and Duan Bukang be dismissed from their posts and imprisoned, and that a public trial be held in the coming days.

In the Xia family's study, Si Hong Bowen distressedly dipped a strip of cloth in spring water to help Xia Qingyun wipe the scars on his wrists.

"I'm fine." Xia Qingyun was a little embarrassed. Just now, in full view of everyone, she was carried home by Si Hong Bowen all the way.

"Don't move!" Si Hong Bowen didn't let go.

"If you had let Zhiqiu follow you, this would never have happened!" He reproached, but his tone was as gentle as water.

After hurriedly changing their official uniforms, Kong Xiaoqing and Duan Bukang rushed to the yamen, and as soon as they entered the door, their faces changed color.

In addition to Governor Shen Jingguo, there are also chief and deputy admirals in the public court. Normally, only one of these three people comes, but today all three have arrived! Kong Xiaoqing was surprised that these three adults were politely accompanying a man standing in the middle at the moment.

The man was tall and straight, dressed in black clothes and black armor, with a cold breath, his eyes were as black as night, and his gaze was like a sharp knife plunged straight into Kong Duan and the two.

What's even more terrifying is the right side of the man's face, densely covered with twisted scars from his forehead to his neck, like a demon in hell that makes people shudder. Kong Xiaoqing shuddered involuntarily.

"Where is Xia Qingyun?" The man's voice was chilling.

"Yes, in prison." Kong Xiaoqing nodded, gave Duan Bukang a look, and asked him to send someone to bring Xia Qingyun up.

"You! Lead the way! The man kicked Duan Bukang's waist and eyes, Duan Bukang covered his waist and raised his head, seeing that the governor and the two admirals had gloomy faces, his heart trembled, and he led everyone down the middle of the court to the interrogation room of the prison.

The further down he went, the colder the breath on the man's body became. Through the railing, his eyes were suddenly fixed on the torture rack, but his steps were faster, with an unstoppable killing aura in his steps.

Several shirtless men blocked the door without knowing the reason, Duan Bukang wanted to rush ahead, but the man's footsteps didn't stop at all, and he directly kicked him over! Duan Bukang fell on his stomach, struggling to get up, and the man stepped on it! A few tooth-aching bone cracking sounds, accompanied by Duan Bukang's howl like killing a pig, echoed in the prison.

Since he was tied to the torture rack in the morning, Xia Qingyun has been hanging for two hours. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn a few times, her wrists were red and swollen from the iron ropes, and in some places the skin was torn, oozing a little blood, which was reflected on her fair and delicate skin, which was more and more shocking.

When the two met their eyes, Xia Qingyun was stunned, but he didn't expect him to come to save her in person!

The man's gaze fell on the torture rack, on her wrist bound by iron ropes, on the leather whip on the ground, and every time his eyes moved, the breath on his body became colder.

Cang Chang pulled out the saber in his waist, the cold light flashed, the iron rope on the torture frame broke in response, and the moment he landed, the man held Xia Qingyun in his arms.

Xia Qingyun was held in his arms, her cheek pressed against his chest, feeling his heartbeat and body temperature, but she also saw a few people standing at the door, and it was obvious from the official uniform that the three were not ordinary officials.

She nudged him lightly, signaling him to pay attention to the occasion, and didn't want him to kill these scum on impulse, and be told the truth by others, which would affect his future.

He didn't let go, lowered his head and grabbed her wrist, his eyes changed sharply, his body exuded a dangerous aura, and his thin lips coldly spit out a word: "Who?" ”

His voice was extremely cold, the temperature in the prison plummeted, and no one dared to speak!

"Who did it?" The man asked again.

The sword in his hand shimmered coldly, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if it could pierce his throat at any time.

"Your Excellency," the Admiral began, "I'd better send Miss Xia up first, and find someone to take a look." ”

Checkmate?!

It's not a joke, is it?

This man Qi Guo became a general at such a young age, black-clothed and black-armored, only the Zhenyuan general of the southern Xinjiang!

And he, is he here for Xia Qingyun?

That's a stupid question, but the answer is obvious! Kong Xiaoqing and the others opened their mouths, stupidly standing in place.

Governor Shen Jingguo hurriedly said: "Miss Xia is frightened, Bowen, you accompany Miss Xia back first, I will deal with it myself." ”

Si Hongbowen nodded slightly, the governor's face still had to be given, he picked up Xia Qingyun horizontally and strode out. Walking past Kong Xiaoqing and the others, several people retreated in panic.

When his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, the governor exhaled and looked coldly at Kong Xiaoqing, who was wiping cold sweat on the side.

"Patrol, Governor!" Kong Xiaoqing's face was pale, and he completely lost the prestige of yesterday's court.

Shen Jingguo flicked the sleeves of his robe, and several guards rushed up on both sides, tied up Kong Duan and the others, and escorted them to the court.

Two other incidents occurred that day, one was that more than 30 deacons of the Academy and Painting Institute in Yuzhou City wrote a letter requesting the release of the owner of the Qingyunxuan Teahouse. Second, nearly 1,000 people gathered at the entrance of the yamen, beating drums and shouting grievances, wanting to seek justice for Xia Qingyun.

Not to mention these deacons, they have been running a calligraphy and painting academy in Yuzhou for many years, and several proud disciples are now working in the Hanlin Academy in the capital, and some even hold important positions in the imperial court. Just these nearly 1,000 people complained together, and we know how Kong Xiaoqing committed public anger and aroused public anger.

The governor immediately ordered that Kong Xiaoqing and Duan Bukang be dismissed from their posts and imprisoned, and that a public trial be held in the coming days. (To be continued......)