"I, I'm really telling the truth! How dare I lie to you! Ahem, ahem!" Wang Ai was about to be choked out by Wen Qiao, he squeezed out this paragraph from his throat, and then desperately broke Wen Qiao's hand around his neck with both hands, trying to let himself breathe a breath of air.

If Wen Qiao pinched it again, he would really be suffocated to death! Wang Ai's face turned the color of pig liver, because of excessive lack of oxygen, his body kept trembling, and his eyes began to roll at the same time.

Before he could ask for the information he wanted, Wen Qiao let go of his hand with a heart. He straightened up and condescendingly plucked Wang Ai, who was breathing with his mouth wide open, raised his foot and kicked his body gently, looked down at him and asked, "Are you still hard with me?" You don't know how much grain is written in your ledger, do you?"

He squatted down again and approached Wang Ai, so frightened that Wang Ai hid to the side, but was easily caught by Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao continued: "The grain in your granary is not even a third of what is written in your account book. So where did you hide the rest of the grain?"

He categorically would not believe that the entire Fuzhou prefect only had that little bit of food. In the past, grain production was reported every year, and Fuzhou was the place with the most output. Now Wang Ai told him that there was no at all, only so many in the granary, who would believe it?

"Lord Wen, there really isn't!" Wang Ai shouted in pain. Anyone who is threatened like this will have an emotional breakdown. Wang Ai's whole person was in a high degree of crisis, and he was afraid that Wen Qiao would be cruel to him if he was not careful.

He has been an official for more than ten years, how could he have suffered such humiliation! Wen Qiao grabbed him by the collar, forced him to raise his head, and said angrily: "Don't you say yes!"

Wang Ai kept struggling, "It's really not, it's really not!" He began to scream in a breakdown.

Seeing that the situation was not right if it went on like this, Zhang Xinzhi hurriedly walked over and grabbed Wen Qiao's arm, "Brother Wen!" Wen Qiao moved his eyes, shook his dizzy head again, and finally woke up for a moment.

His eyes were red by Wang Ai's anger, and now his whole body was full of anger. Zhang Xinzhi persuaded next to Wen Qiao: "Let's calm down, what if Lord Wang really doesn't know?"

When Wen Qiao heard this, he immediately sneered with a calm face and said, "He doesn't know? He's the prefect of Fuzhou!" The whole Fuzhou is his biggest official, he doesn't know who else can know!

Wang Ai was finally let go by Wen Qiao, and he had a short respite, he turned over and got up and ran outside! However, as soon as he took a step, he was pressed by the subordinates brought by Wen Qiao, who was guarding on both sides. I don't know who kicked him in the crook of the knee, he screamed and was forced to kneel to the ground with a "bang".

Wen Qiao grabbed his greasy and fat face, and the depth in his eyes suddenly fell into the extreme darkness, "You still want to run?" The simple four words came out of Wen Qiao's mouth at this time, but there was a killing intent.

"Lord Wen, I beg you, you can let me go! I've told you everything I know!" Wang Ai leaned down and began to kowtow to Wen Qiao.

He was a round older than Wen Qiao, but at this time, he humbly surrendered to Wen Qiao. The scene was tragic and funny. Wen Qiao was not so kind that he relented and let him go, "If you don't say it now, okay, then let's go to prison and talk about it." ”

"Take him away!" Anyway, no matter what Wang Ai was saying, go directly to the outside of the palace.

Wen Qiao's move is really bold, Wang Ai is an upright official, and his Wen Qiao's power is not at all to the point where he can dispose of the officials of the dynasty at will.

Wang Ai was half frightened to death by his series of actions, and when he saw that he was about to be arrested by Wen Qiao, he finally sobered up for a moment, and looked at Wen Qiao's back walking in front of him and glared angrily, "Wen Qiao, you dare!"

"Why don't I dare?" Wen Qiao was amused by Wang Ai, he turned around, looked at Wang Ai and asked rhetorically. As soon as Wen Qiao stopped, the two subordinates who were holding Wang Ai naturally stopped. Wen Qiao gave the two of them a look, and the two subordinates understood the meaning in Wen Qiao's eyes, and immediately let go of Wang Ai.

was finally let go, Wang Ai rubbed his arm that was scratched and hurt, glared at Wen Qiao hatefully and said, "Then you can try!" Wen Qiao's eyes narrowed the moment he heard this, and his eyes shot a cold light and swept sharply towards Wang Ai.

He took a step forward, and Wang Ai immediately jumped a step back, looking frightened by Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao didn't care if he was really scared or fakely scared, Wang Ai had two subordinates behind him, and when he saw that he wanted to run, he immediately reached out and stopped him.

Wang Ai was stopped in place, and watched Wen Qiao approach him again. His neck tightened violently, and he was so frightened that he closed his eyes, but there was no familiar touch on his neck. As soon as Wang Ai opened his eyes, he saw Wen Qiao holding his shirt in one hand, looking at him with extremely dangerous eyes.

Wen Qiao looked at Wang Ai's cowardice, grinded his teeth lightly, and said in a sinister manner: "Lord Wang, don't try to wear down my patience, I don't dare to touch you, but you should know that even if I don't move you, I can make you feel bad."

The movements of his hands tightened, and he directly lifted Wang Ai up from the ground. Wang Ai was so frightened that his hands kept fluttering in the air, and he said loudly: "You let go of me, you let go of me first!"

Wen Qiao did this just with some thoughts of trying to scare Wang Ai, seeing that he reacted so much, the strength in his hand loosened, and Wang Ai fell to the ground again. Wang Ai, who was already a lot old, felt at this time that he had really fallen into eight lifetimes when he met Wen Qiao this time.

"Alright, Brother Wen." Zhang Xinzhi suddenly reminded. Wang Ai is actually a person who is beautiful on the surface, but on the inside, he is more timid and cowardly than anyone else. Wen Qiao forced him so much, he didn't say anything, either he really didn't know, or he was all pretending.

The former result was fine, but the latter was even more frightening. People who can pretend to be so similar must have more chilling thoughts in their hearts. If this man is ruthless, none of them can beat him. At present, it is impossible to get the answer from Wang Ai's mouth.

Wen Qiao finally stared at Wang Ai again, and after seeing him fall to the ground and keep patting his chest, he turned around and left with Zhang Xinzhi.

Out of the gate of the palace, Wen Qiao instructed a few of his subordinates who followed: "You go back and keep an eye on Wang Ai later, remember not to be discovered by him."

Now it seems that this matter is really getting more and more difficult. They couldn't get an answer from Wang Ai for a long time, and they couldn't keep consuming it with Wang Ai.

Several subordinates listened to Wen Qiao's orders, and their heads nodded imperceptibly. Completely out of sight of the palace, Wen Qiao returned to the yamen of the Fuzhou prefect with Zhang Xinzhi and the subordinates who stayed behind, while several other people went to secretly monitor Wang Ai's movements.

As soon as he walked into the Fuzhou prefect's mansion, Wen Qiao heard a child's voice talking loudly, "It's all caused by that disaster!"