Chapter 150: A righteous promise

Beating the yamen runners at the gate of the yamen was a shocking act, but the yamen runners could not find any other way except to swallow their anger.

After all, in front of them were the orthodox military officers of the court. Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang might not dare to offend the prefect, but the few small yamen runners were really nothing. The man who was slapped in the face was red and swollen on his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he looked very miserable.

However, Jiang Feng was quite sensible in his actions. If he worked like a life-and-death struggle, he might have killed the person with one punch at the beginning.

Seeing Jiang Feng beat the man and walk away, Zhang Liang put his knife in the sheath. He raised his foot and kicked the yamen runner in front of him, shouting:

"A dog's eyes look at things that are low."

He quickly followed down the steps in front of the prefect's door, caught up with Jiang Feng in a few steps, and asked in a low voice:

"Master, what should we do next? Should we wait in front of the door?"

Zhang Liang obviously thought that Jiang Feng's arrogant behavior must have his own reason, or a plan that he couldn't understand. Jiang Feng shook his hand there and said coldly:

"What are you waiting for? I just don't like it and want to beat these grandchildren."

While saying that, he let out a long breath, which seemed a lot more relaxed. Zhang Liang was stunned at first. This was because he knew that he had made things complicated. He smiled awkwardly and followed him. Without taking a few steps, there was a large courtyard in front of him. Inside were people led from the mountain.

When the group was going down the mountain, Jiang Feng first arranged a fast horse to enter Dengzhou Prefecture City, and paid a high price near the prefectural office to arrange a place, just to be afraid that the victims and stolen evidence would be easily known to those who were interested.

Although I am quite strong, I really don’t know what the outcome is. The women and elderly who live in Tiedin’s family who are strong in the city are all here to help settle down, so there are a lot of people in the courtyard.

There was not much noise, and it didn't seem noisy. Jiang Feng walked to the door but frowned. After all, this is not a solution. So many people are near the yamen, making some noise is troublesome. Thinking of this, I turned to Zhang Liang and said:

"This won't work. Go and call out half of the Tiedin in the yard, take a knife and a musket, and follow me."

Now Tieding is a small army that is completely prohibited by orders, belonging to Jiang Feng's private army. Even if Zhang Liang is a senior officer in this army, Zhang Liang heard Jiang Feng's order and ran into the yard a few steps. When he came out, he was followed by more than thirty Tiedings. It would be too shocking if he was wearing iron armor in the palace, but in this way, Tiedings were still wearing leather armor with iron leaves.

There was a big knife straddling the waist and a bundle behind the back. This was not a long musket, but the muskets found in the battle between Wulouzhuang and the Tartars. The muskets that were found were thicker and used to fire iron sand and porcelain. They were of great use in close combat. A total of more than thirty muskets were created.

This time, they were all taken down the mountain. A group of people stood in front of the door and were wearing ordinary clothes, looking like martial artists guarding the house. Jiang Feng waved his hands, and these people followed. Jiang Feng asked Zhang Liang in a low voice and said:

"Do you know where this prefect of Dengzhou lives?"

Zhang Liang was stunned again there, thinking that his master hadn't asked this kind of obviously common sense for a long time. However, he immediately replied:

"This kind of prefecture and county government office should be in the back hall of the prefecture."

Jiang Feng nodded and shouted in a low voice:

"Let's go to the prefect's house to go for a walk."

Even when the Dongchang Manzi and Jinyiwei were the most arrogant, they needed to have clear orders in their hands before they could go to the fourth-rank prefect's house to investigate. Now Jiang Feng's orders are really bold, but Zhang Liang and Tiedi Ding behind him went from the capital to Shandong and Shanghai. After so many days, killing and setting fires came. Who cares about this? They had such a truth in their minds: Follow Master Jiang, have money to spend and eat meat.

For most people in the Ming Dynasty, this was enough.

Behind the yamen is the magistrate's house. With this positioning, it is really easy to find. After several yamen runners at the entrance of the yamen were beaten up by Jiang Feng, they still had no face to continue standing in front of the gate and returned to the house in shame. Jiang Feng and his group followed the street outside to the back.

In the capital, the entire northern city is extremely quiet, because there are all high-ranking officials and nobles, and there are generally no idle people coming and going. The same is true in Dengzhou Prefecture City. With the prefectural government as the center, something similar to a high-end community is formed around it. Of course, it is just a modern term to describe it.

In general, there were very few people on the streets, and the front of the prefect's house was very quiet. When Jiang Feng and his group of people appeared at the door, there were really no people around. Zhang Liang took a step forward and started to smash the door with a bang. After just a few strokes, someone ran over quickly and shouted in the door:

"Those who kill Qiandao, whisper, whisper, I wonder if the prefect is resting now, who is outside?"

When Zhang Liang outside was about to speak, Jiang Feng said there:

"Mr. Liu from the General Secretary asked us to send a private message to Wangfutai and open the door as soon as possible."

Generally speaking, the family and servants of officials are quite clear about official figures. Otherwise, if a certain Shangguan comes and you don’t even know him, wouldn’t it be a big sin? Although Liu Jianzheng has not been in office for a long time, Shandong naturally knows it in the newspaper.

When the prefectural servant heard Liu Shenzheng's private message, it was amazing. Now, the executive vice governor sent a letter to the mayor of prefecture-level cities. And ordinary people knew what the governor Liu Shenzheng had, and the people inside opened the door without any doubt.

When he opened the door, he saw a group of men who looked like wolves and tigers at the door. No matter how he looked, he didn't seem to be coming to deliver a letter. He was shocked and wanted to close the door. Jiang Feng snatched in with a quick step. He grabbed his collar and gently cut his left hand down on his neck. The servant fainted.

The servant following behind was already frightened and could not run away. Before he could react, Zhang Liang's knife was already on his neck and asked coldly:

"Where is the prefect!"

"Four…Madam…where.”

This servant was still a little brave enough to speak stutter. Of course, he still obediently led the way for Jiang Feng and his party, leaving four Tidines to guard the door. The rest were all followed by the people who led the way. It seemed that the servants and servants under the prefect liked the habit of quietness at noon all understood.

Nearly thirty men rushed around in the small house, but they didn't meet anyone. After turning a corridor, they saw a rockery in front of them, planting some bamboo sparsely. Although the branches and leaves were a little yellow, the servant who led the way pointed with his fingers tremblingly and said in a trembling voice:

“There…that’s it.”

The servants were knocked out cleanly, and a group of people hid over.

The prefect Wang was holding this collection of poems in his fourth concubine's room and leaning in the arms of a woman, watching it with great pleasure, thinking about the report of the yamen runner just now. However, he also realized that the Dong family gave him a lot of money every year, and Dong Long, the eldest son of the Dong family, became the chief executive in Jinan Prefecture.

A foreign thousand household, a small officer, is still competing with such a mixed-raised gentry. Isn’t it a mantis arm to get a chariot? Isn’t it true that he is not a mantis armed with a chariot?

Besides, there are not only thousands of households in Dengzhou, but even several fully equipped garage offices. Many generals and officials with a grade greater than this hundred households have seen them. They are all polite to allocate food and wages for Dengzhou. What is your small household?

Just as he was thinking, the sound of footsteps of many people suddenly came from outside, and the quiet inside the room was broken. The prefect Wang suddenly became angry, thinking that the servants below were becoming less and less responsible. Have you forgotten the rules that must not be noisy at noon?

Before he could scold, the door of the room was kicked open, and a dozen people rushed in from the small house. The front one was wearing a standard tight clothing practiced by a sixth-rank military officer. He bowed to the prefect Wang who was in the gentle place on the bed with a smile and said softly:

"Xiaguan Yantai Mountain Qianhu Station guards Baihu Jiangfeng, and has met the prefect!"

The fourth wife, who was leaning against the magistrate Wang, saw so many fierce men rushing into the room, and logically speaking, the first reaction should be to scream, but after being glared at by those people, he was so scared that he couldn't even speak. A woman saw such a strong evil spirit.

When he heard that Jiang Feng still called himself a low-ranking official, his tone was not fierce. Prefect Wang was a little calmer. He threw down the collection of poems in his hand, and at least sat up from the bed with a trembling body. He said calmly:

"How can you become a stubborn mansion in the imperial court?"

Of course, if you have a clear mind, you might be directly criticized as a rebellion. What kind of pride will it be said without any pain? Jiang Feng and the dozen or so men behind him are somewhat familiar with the eyes of the prefect. There are naturally executioners who beheaded the heads in the prefect's yamen. Those who kill people have this kind of eyes.

Moreover, the eyes of these people at the door were even more ruthless. Jiang Feng handed over a thick stack of paper in his hand. Prefect Wang sat in front of the desk. He picked up the paper and looked up and said, "Dong Qianping, Dengzhou Prefecture, sheltered the bandits and drove the Ming military households to be slaves..."

It was really a lawsuit against "Bandenzhou". How can I take this hot potato? Prefect Wang habitually raised his head and cleared his throat and said:

"This...is probably..."

Jiang Feng next to him slashed the big knife in his hand on the desk. Prefect Wang's body trembled violently, his face became righteous and said aloud:
Chapter completed!