The name of Wu Tong was Wu Zhuo. He was originally the magistrate of Jiangdu. At the beginning of the year, he was promoted from the Supreme Emperor Zhao Ji to the magistrate of Yangzhou. Wu Zhuo stayed in Yangzhou for eight years and had a deep influence in Yangzhou. Although he was a magistrate, he was the only one in Yangzhou. Even the magistrate Han Baolin lived under his power and became a puppet state official.

At this time, Wu Zhuozheng and Han Baolin were sitting in the guest hall of the inn waiting for Li Yanqing to return. Although Li Yanqing's title is the title of Prince of Anyang and the title of Grand Marshal, in the eyes of local officials, there is no need to worry too much about such official titles, as long as they are dealt with properly.

What scared the local officials was another title of Li Yanqing, the Censor. With this title, he had the right to take off his official hat directly. In particular, the Supreme Emperor had been kidnapped by the Jin soldiers, which made Wu Zhuo have no capital to compete with the court. If the court does not recognize the Supreme Emperor's promotion, he can be directly removed from his post.

"Prime Minister Wu Tong, why don't you go back first! I'll wait for Grand Marshal Li." Han Baolin said carefully

Wu Zhuo snorted coldly in his heart, and laughed on his face, "Master Li should be back soon, so it's okay to wait."

Han Baolin had no choice but to say anything more. The room fell silent again. The two of them had gloomy faces and no minimum hypocritical smiles were left.

At this time, a sound of horse hooves came from outside, and it suddenly became lively. It must be that Taiwei Li was back. The two of them were surprised and happy and stood up together.

After a while, Mo Jun walked in, and Wu Zhuo hurriedly came forward, "Doctor Mo, is Taiwei Li back?"

Mo Jun said coldly: "Master Li is back, but he doesn't want to see you."

"Why?" Wu Zhuo was stunned.

"You go back and ask your son! Your son is very powerful, and Grand Marshal Li almost told him to be in Yangzhou."

"What!"

Mo Jun was stunned, "What did my son do?"

"I don't know either. Just tell me if I go back and ask my son."

Mo Jun was angry and anxious, and didn't bother to ask any more questions. He turned around and hurried to his mansion.

At this time, Han Baolin quietly came up and asked, "Mr. Mo, what happened?"

Mo Jun snorted softly, "Teaching Emperor Ji, trying to kill the Grand Marshal!"

"Ah!" Han Baolin was also shocked. He suddenly woke up and was immediately ecstatic. This was an opportunity to overturn Wu Zhuo!

He hurriedly said to Mo Jun: "Mr. Mo, please tell Taiwei Li that I have important military information to report to him."

Li Yanqing stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, looking very serious. Just now, the magistrate Han Baolin revealed a secret to him. The Sanqianxiang Army in Yangzhou was transferred to Jiangning Mansion two months ago. Of course, the name of the mobilization was to serve the king. This reason was very sufficient and impeccable. But the problem lies in the fact that the Jin soldiers have retreated north. The army of serving the king has not only not disbanded, but also urged Yangzhou to ask for food and grass. This is a bit incredible.

"Who is Wu Ping, the commander of the Yangzhou Xiangjun?"

"He is the cousin of Parliament Wu Tong, and was promoted by the Supreme Emperor at the beginning of this year with Parliament Wu Tong."

Li Yanqing frowned. Yangzhou's military and political affairs were controlled by a pair of brothers. This was unreasonable. Zhao Ji's decades old emperor would not understand this principle. He walked a few steps behind his hands and asked, "Does the Wu family have anything to do with the three major foreign relatives of the dynasty?"

"It's true that Wu Zhuo's wife is the Xiang family's side room."

Li Yanqing nodded, that's right. This proves from one aspect that the three major foreign relatives and Zhao Ji are indeed colluded. Although Zhao Ji was kidnapped by the Jin soldiers, the three major foreign relatives he left behind did not want to waste their political and military resources and were prepared to compete with the new emperor Zhao Gou.

At this time, Zhang Bao quickly walked in and said a few words to Li Yanqing, and vaguely mentioned Wu Zhuo's name. Li Yanqing snorted coldly. Seeing that Han Baolin was a little nervous, he said to him: "Wu Zhuo went back and broke his son's leg, and the other two wealthy families were also broken legs and carried them to parade in the city."

"They are doing it for the Grand Marshal to show it!"

Li Yanqing sneered and said to Han Baolin: "Apart from the Sanqianxiang Army, are there any rural soldiers in Yangzhou?"

Han Baolin shook his head, "Yangzhou did not require the organization of a bow and arrow club, so there would be no village soldiers."

"What about Chuzhou Xiangjun?"

"The Chuzhou Xiangjun did not go to Jiangning Prefecture!"

Han Baolin's answer was concise and Li Yanqing immediately understood that Chuzhou was not the sphere of influence of the three major relatives, so the Xiang army in Chuzhou was not notified to gather in Jiangning Prefecture, which further proved that the excuse of serving the king was nonsense.

Li Yanqing pondered for a moment and said, "Master Han, I have two things for you to do!"

Han Baolin suddenly felt refreshed and bowed quickly and said, "Prince, please give me instructions. I will definitely go through fire and water!"

"It's not that serious. Maybe it will be good for you. The first thing is to ask the Chief Han to promote it everywhere. Today, Wu Zhuo's son offended me, which made me furious."

Han Baolin was stunned. Taiwei Li looked smiling and there was no furiousness. He didn't dare to ask too much, and hurriedly said, "I understand!"

Li Yanqing said in his ear again: "Wu Zhuo will be taken down tomorrow, so you will send someone to release Wu Zhuo and his son into Beijing. Maybe you will meet enemies on the way, so it has nothing to do with me. Do you understand what I mean?"

Han Baolin was so nervous that he was pounding. How could he not understand what Li Yanqing meant? Li Yanqing used his own hands to kill Wu Zhuo and his son! It was indeed very beneficial to him. Without Wu Zhuo, Yangzhou would be in power.

But he hesitated for a moment and reminded carefully, "I'm afraid that the defense commander Wu Ping will be there."

A murderous intent flashed in Li Yanqing's eyes and said coldly: "Wu Zhuo is dead, can Wu Ping still survive?"

Han Baolin was so scared that he was shocked and quickly lowered his head and said, "I understand!"

"Transfer the news!" Li Yanqing patted his shoulder and turned around and left the room.

Han Baolin had his own way. In just two hours, the news that Wu Zhuo's son offended the powerful minister Li Taiwei spread throughout the city. In addition, Wu Zhuo's son was broken and marched all over the streets, which further confirmed the news. The son of Wu Zhuo's son and grain merchant Liu Jun, as well as the son of Jin Yuan Yinlou Zhao Er, were called the Three Tigers of Jiangdu. They bullied men and women in Jiangdu and did all kinds of evil. When they heard that they were severely punished, the people of Yangzhou City applauded for a moment.

At night, his son's screams like a pig came from Wu Zhuo's mansion from time to time. Wu Zhuo was heartbroken. This was his only precious son. He just made a few words to tease the emperor. He didn't even touch a single hair and was forced to break his legs. Li Yanqing's domineering and powerfulness made Wu Zhuo hate him to the core.

"I must find this place!"

Wu Zhuo gritted his teeth and said to his aide. Wu Zhuo's aide was named Zhang, and he was a thin scholar. He was startled and quickly persuaded in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive when judging by Li Yanqing. If Li Yanqing finds out that something bad is wrong, Xiang will not be able to spare us."

"Of course I know, otherwise what would I do to break my son's legs? When Li Yanqing is caught, I must break his legs with my own hands." Wu Zhuo's eyes flashed with a huge hatred.

"Dad, it hurts! Kill me with one knife!" My son's howling came from the room again.

Wu Zhuo felt heartbroken. He walked into the room, squatted on the head of his son's bed, touched his head and comforted him, "If you bear it, your father will definitely compensate you."

"Dad, I want that princess!" Wu Yanei shouted fiercely.

Wu Zhuo gritted his teeth, "Okay! Dad promised you that I will definitely let that princess serve you by one month at the latest."

At this time, a servant hurried over and whispered a few words in Wu Zhuo's ear. Wu Zhuo was stunned. He comforted his son a few words before he got up and went to the outer study room.

There was already a man in black in the study outside. He was not young, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, standing in front of the window with his hands on his back, looking quite arrogant.

"Shisilang, why are you here?" Wu Zhuo asked in surprise.

The man in black is called Xiang Zhi, a child of the Xiang family. He is fourteen years old among his brothers, and everyone calls him Shisilang.

Xiang Zhi did not answer him, but asked coldly: "Have you offended Li Yanqing?"

"How did Shishiro know?"

"The entire Jiangdu City has spread all over the world, how could I not know?"

"But"

"No, but!"

Before Wu Zhuo finished speaking, Xiang Zhi waved his hand and interrupted, "I'm here to convey the words of the head of the family. No matter what Li Yanqing did, you must hold your tail like a grandson, and do not do anything randomly, which will ruin our plan!"

Wu Zhuo was startled, "The head of the family is in Runzhou?"

"What do you think! Otherwise, how could the head of the family get the news so quickly?"

Wu Zhuo held back his anger and said, "I understand, I will kowtow to him tomorrow!"

"I have already brought my words, you can do it yourself and say goodbye!"

Xiang Zhi turned around and left Wu Zhuo's mansion, rushed back to Runzhou overnight to report to the head of the family.

Xiang Zhigang left, and Wu Zhuo swept the things on the table to the ground and started cursing.

Just as dawn the next day, Wu Zhuo came to the inn to apologize, but he was greeted by a group of vicious soldiers who pushed him to the ground and tied him up.

"Let me go! I am the magistrate of Yangzhou and the imperial court. You have no right to arrest me!" Wu Zhuo yelled desperately.

At this time, Li Yanqing appeared and raised the Emperor's Sword of Shangfang and said coldly to Wu Zhuo: "I have checked the Yangzhou official warehouse. The actual tax inventory does not match the quantity of the imperial treasury. Someone reported that you were in the stolen official warehouse. I used the power of the censor to remove you from your position as a magistrate and escort to the capital for trial!"

Wu Zhuo was extremely hated and cursed: "Li Yanqing, you are avenging your personal revenge, a shameless villain!"

A soldier came forward to block his mouth with a rag, but Li Yanqing waved his hand, "He will scold him, justice is in the hearts of the people. The more ruthless he scolds, the more my reputation is revealed!"

"Li Yanqing, I'm a bitch. If you hurt my son, I will definitely come back to take revenge!"

Wu Zhuo was locked up in a prison car. He shouted all the way, but was attacked by countless people with stones and rotten eggs.

Li Yanqing walked to Han Baolin and smiled and said, "I will hand it over to you, father and son, I hope you don't let me down!"
Chapter completed!