The silent valley was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves, and the leaves trembled in the sound of hooves, and the dry leaves shook down, fluttering in the air and making several circles, and falling softly to the ground.

The woodcutters who went into the mountains to cut wood hurriedly stood on the side of the road, and the simple mountain people did not dare to block the way of the army's advance. He watched with envy as the tall knights with brightly armored horses passed by, thinking that when he was a child, he used to ride on a bamboo pole and play a game of war with his friends with a wooden stick. Every boy has a dream of becoming a soldier, but some people achieve it, while others never achieve it.

He was looking at the cavalry curiously, when suddenly an arrow shot out of the galloping horse caravan, and one hit him in the forehead. Before the poor woodcutter could understand what had happened, he had fallen straight to the sky, blood running down the arrow sores and covering his dead eyes.

The general who put away his bow and arrows angrily reprimanded: "This walking path is to avoid people's eyes and ears, and anyone you meet along the way, in order to protect the secrets of the march, you will be killed!" ”

"Kill or kill!" The cavalry shouted in unison, and the long caravan of horses sped through the mountains, the dust raised by the horses' hooves still drifting in the air, covering the cold corpse.

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At the local level, the people in the branch office of the Prosecutor's Office know about a business called 'piling'. Because the prosecutor's office has the privilege of detective, it can monitor officials at the top and the people at the bottom, and its power is almost unchecked. Therefore, once the money is tight, there will be some black sheep who will come out to make some extra money.

The frequency of piling is not high, but it is by no means low. This depends on the attitude of the town governor in charge, if it is a town governor with his eyes closed, then his subordinates will be relieved to boldly go to pile driving, make money, and there will be a filial piety to the town governor. However, with a town governor like Qin Fei, piling has become a very dangerous thing...... Qin Fei, who has always felt good about himself and feels that his sense of justice will burst in minutes, is very disgusted with 'piling'.

In the west of Anzhou City, a dilapidated temple. I don't know how many years the golden lacquer ancient Buddha has, and the gold lacquer on his body has long been shaved clean by the poor and crazy man. Now, he sits in the kitchen of God in a gloomy light, quietly watching the world. The curtains on both sides of the kitchen are dirty and tattered, and they are often torn off by the homeless as wrapping clothes. After a long time, only a few strips of cloth remained.

The incense burner in front of the Buddha is full of ash, I don't know how long no one has come to incense, the dilapidated futon is the pillow of the homeless man who comes to sleep here at night, and the temple door is impossible to close. Because, one of the door panels has long been removed and used as a bed board for beggars to sleep.

A young man with a blue nose and swollen face and covered in blood was lying on the ground softly, with two small pieces of broken silver and a handful of copper coins scattered around him.

Beside him, there were four secret agents in the Prosecutor's Hall, perhaps a little tired from the fight, the four of them stopped, and the first one snorted coldly: "Lao Tzu came out to drive piles, I haven't seen such a shabby one, four coins of silver, twenty copper coins, you want to send us?" Are our brothers asking for food? ”

The young man snorted weakly, and said something indistinctly.

The spy squatted down and looked at him coldly: "Boy, think about it clearly, money is something outside the body, don't always be reluctant to spend money to make yourself suffer, if you don't have money to pay respect, a few of our brothers will arrest you back to the black prison of the prosecutor's office, and you will be charged with making a big disrespectful speech, you don't even have a place to reason, at that time, it is not a matter of a few money." ”

The young man seemed to be smiling bitterly, but the look on his face was more ugly than crying. Of course, he knows what piling is, that is, the official chauffeur grabs a random person, first pulls him to a place where no one is beaten, and sees how much money can be extorted. If there is little, they will take it up for themselves; If you have more, you should prepare a filial piety for your boss. If there are too few, or if you can't take it out at all, it depends on the mood of those secret agents, and if you are in a good mood, you will be beaten, and if you are in a bad mood, you will really be dragged to prison and tortured.

"That's all I have to offer...... Not a local...... No more......" The young man said a few words, spat out a mouthful of blood, and couldn't help coughing violently, perhaps injuring his lungs.

"Keep fighting!" The spy angrily rebuked, "Shameless for your face." ”

"Wait, big brother, it seems that someone is coming......" Another secret agent made a gesture of silence, and the four of them stopped together, listening attentively, and sure enough, they heard footsteps outside, and there seemed to be a few people talking.

"You're in luck!" The spy leaned down and picked up the silver and copper coins on the ground, kicked the young man fiercely, and quickly withdrew with his accomplices.

A glimmer of life appeared in the young man's heart, and he struggled to sit up, and walked into a few people who looked like good men and women outside the broken temple. At first glance, when they saw the young man with blood on his face, a look of surprise appeared on the faces of those people, and then they surrounded him, held the crumbling young man, and asked, "Are you being robbed?" Do you want us to take you to the doctor's office? ”

The young man's face flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he said resentfully: "Although he is not a thief, he is more ruthless than a thief." If a few fellows don't happen to pass by, I won't even be able to save my life. The great kindness is not grateful, and the boy will be rewarded in the future. As for the medical center, I don't have to go, just trouble a few fellow villagers to give me a ride, I really can't walk now. ”

"It's a trivial matter to give someone away, I don't know where the little brother lives?" Good men and women asked.

"Anju Nancheng Garrison!"

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Old man Feng had to retire, and he and Mei Fan, who had been dismissed, were sitting side by side by the pond when he was bored. Older people, patience is usually better, old man Feng carried a fishing rod, calmly looking at the water. Where can Mei Fan endure his temperament, he turned his head and saw that the old man Feng had transferred another big fish, angrily threw the fishing rod in his hand into the water, and scolded: "If people are unlucky, fishing is unlucky, and the fish you catch in the morning can be sold at a fish stall." I didn't even catch a loach, so my bait stinks? ”

He also really pinched the bait, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, threw it on the ground in disgust, and scolded: "It really stinks." ”

"When I was your age, I thought my bait stinks." Old man Feng picked the fish with a smile, threw it in the bucket beside him, and stretched comfortably: "To be like fishing, you must endure loneliness." The fish are still testing the bait, and you are in a hurry to reel in the line, and of course you can't catch the fish. In fact, we and the fish are fighting patience, it has been tempted for a long time, thinking that the bait is fine, and it will naturally eat, and he will eat it, and he is our meal. ”

Mei Fan was already impatient and jumped up: "Are you a monk?" Are you a monk? I've been with you for so many years, can I talk to any kind of Zen machine? You just say that I'm an urgent person, and if I can't do it, won't I have it? ”

"I said, will you change it?" Old man Feng smiled slightly.

"The two of you are really here, but I need to find it easily." A familiar voice was heard in the distance.

Inspector Feng asked without looking back, "But Inspector Jiang Zhenglong?" ”

"Feng Lao's ears are really spiritual." Jiang Zhenglong stepped forward with a smile, hugged his fists and said, "I haven't seen Elder Feng and Inspector Mei for a few days, and my demeanor is still the same." ”

Old man Feng turned around, but saw a man in his thirties in a brown brocade robe standing next to Jiang Zhenglong, who had two beards, eyebrows like swords, and a faint arrogance in his demeanor.

"This is ......"

"It's just a follower, leave him alone." Jiang Zhenglong diverted the topic and said, "Elder Feng, Qin Fei and Lord Cao have been having a very unpleasant quarrel these days. After Kong Zhang was arrested, half of the officials in Anzhou were restless, for fear that Qin Fei would send him to the Eastern Capital Prosecutor's Office, and at that time, there would be many unlucky people. ”

"Young people just can't hold their breath." Old man Feng said with a smile: "Qin Fei is sharp, when he arrives in Anzhou, he hasn't stood firm on his heels, just like being a big man, he thinks he is Pang Zhen?" In Anzhou, although there are no powerful people, everyone has some power in their hands, and they can always find someone to talk to in the court. If you use force to suppress people, Anzhou doesn't have a grandmaster-level master, won't you go outside to find it? Qin Fei, it's still too tender, and he has offended too many people, so it doesn't end well. ”

Jiang Zhenglong nodded: "I heard one thing today, there are a few secret agents in the sub-bureau, and when they were driving piles, they caught the head of the garrison and beat them to death. But that kid didn't die, and was sent back to the garrison, I see, the garrison will also be offended by Qin Fei......"

"Hahaha, then there's a good show. I really don't know how many people in Anzhou are looking at Qin Fei with their eyes. Mei Fan immediately lowered her voice: "Inspector Jiang, you are still in the branch office, keeping an eye on Qin Fei." You must know that there are many people and great power, and if Qin Fei offends many people, it will inevitably provoke a big chaos, and when the time comes, the wall will fall down and everyone will push it, and you and I will also work together to make him never turn over. ”

"This is also the purpose of my coming to Inspector Feng Lao and Inspector Mei." Jiang Zhenglong said with a smile.

Old man Feng and Mei Fan didn't understand what Jiang Zhenglong meant for a while, but they heard the arrogant follower and said coldly: "The two of you look a little confused, but in fact, things are very simple. If you want to ignite Anzhou, it is definitely not enough to just be a line of fire in the garrison, the two have been in the branch office for so many years, and they have a deep relationship, and they must have two people to contribute to this matter. ”

"How?" Mei Fan was immediately happy: "As long as you defeat Qin Fei's guy, pay money and people, it's a matter of one word!" ”

The arrogant man slowly took out a scimitar with a length of a ruler from his waist, and smiled apologetically at Mei Fan and Old Man Feng: "You don't need money, as long as you lend out the first level, I promise, when the first seven, I will definitely use Qin Fei's head to sacrifice blood for the two of you!" ”