Both peasant women fled in panic, and Zhang Huan was the only one left in front of the Guanyin statue. He clasped his hands together and prayed devoutly, as if he had not heard the noise in the courtyard. After about a quarter of an hour, he slowly stood up. The little novice monk behind him had been waiting for him for a long time.

"If the donor is finished burning incense, please follow me!" The little shaman lowered his head and walked quickly into the courtyard. Zhang Huan followed him to the courtyard. When he saw more than a dozen people glaring at him, all of whom were thick and powerful. In front of them was a young man wearing a white robe, a jade belt with his waist, and a golden crown with hair. He had a pretty eyebrows and gentle face, but his eyes showed a suppressed anger.

Zhang Huan's eyes fell on the young woman beside her. The first impression she left was high. She was one taller than the noble man next to her and had a plump figure. She was wearing a dark red drizzle flower-dyed dance dress, with a touch of snow-white skin on her chest, a yellow silk on her shoulders, a green narrow-sleeved short shirt, and a red belt on her waist. The bright colors looked particularly eye-catching in the bleak winter day.

But her eyes were quiet, her eyes were as deep as a pool of water, as if a thin layer of smoke was covered with, making it difficult to see her joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

Seeing Zhang Huan being taken out, she took apologetically and took a half step back. Zhang Huan also smiled and nodded slightly to her, saying that she had been waiting for a long time. Then he bowed to the young man and said, "I dare not be rude in front of the Bodhisattva, let me wait for a long time!"

The man had no expression on his face and only snorted gently in his nose. He turned his head, but his face showed a look of pity. He said to the woman in an extremely gentle voice: "My sister Ning, please!"

Zhang Huan walked to the door and couldn't help looking back. He saw the lady walking into the Guanyin Hall gracefully. Yingying knelt in front of Guanyin. The young man hesitated for a long time, as if he wanted to kneel down with her, but the twin maids behind the lady stopped him fiercely and took away his unjust thoughts.

Zhang Huan shook his head and smiled, "The beauty is like jade, is the young man passionate!"

After walking out of the yard, the little novice monk apologized to Zhang Huan, "It disturbed the donor's piety. The little monk decided to silently sutra in front of the Bodhisattva three hundred times to show his sins!"

Zhang Huan hurriedly waved his hand and smiled, "My little master didn't bother me, don't blame yourself!"

After pausing, he asked as if nothing had happened: "I wonder who that young man is? He has such a big temper!"

The little shakimi also shook her head and smiled, "He is the eldest son of the Minister of Justice. Today I will come to accompany Miss Cui's family to burn incense."

"Miss Cui family?" Zhang Huan thought about it. Could it be that Cui Ning, the only daughter of Cui Xiangguo, had always had a saying in the academy: "I would rather be half a child of the Cui family than be the top scorer in the gold list," means that Cui Ning.

The little novice consciously said something, and he hurriedly reminded: "Young master, don't spread it, otherwise the scholars who went to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda will come."

"Haha! I insist on saying it out loud, so how about letting Mr. Chu be the flower protector?"

The little novice stomped his feet in a hurry, "Donor! You are going to kill me."

Seeing that his face was flushed with anxiety, Zhang Huan couldn't help but raise his head and laughed away. The laughter spread far away, and the followers in the yard were so angry that their fists were clattering loudly.

Zhang Huan went around for a few more times, and then asked for directions and returned to the hall. Unexpectedly, the monk told him that the three people who came with him had not come for a long time and had already gone back first, leaving a message to ask him to go back to the inn directly.

He walked out of the temple gate, but saw that the Big Wild Goose Pagoda opposite was empty. The surging heads in the morning had already disappeared. Just when he was surprised, the monk from Zhigu smiled at him and said, "Our great hero is back, so everyone will naturally go to welcome him. Your three companions may have taken the lead."

Zhang Huan was slightly stunned, "What big hero?"

"Haha! I believe the donor ignored everything in order to prepare for the imperial examination. The great hero is naturally General Cui Xiaojun who burned the military rations of the Uighurs."

"Not good!" Zhang Huan suddenly had a cold sweat on his back. He had not told Zhao Yan and the others about this matter yet. With Zhao Yan's righteousness and Zheng Qingming's recklessness, something big could happen.

He didn't bother to ask too much, and turned over and rushed towards Zhuque Street. Zhaoguofang was still two yards away from Zhuque Street, but the streets were deserted and they must have been to welcome Cui Dayingxiong.

After a few miles passed by, just as there were more than a mile away from Zhuque Street, there were messy people running back in front. Zhang Huan suddenly stopped the horse. He saw a carriage in front of him coming towards him. It was Lin Qiaoqiao's carriage. Lin Qiaoqiao was looking forward with horror on his face, and Zhao Yan and Zheng Qingming were gone.

"Qiaoqiao!" Zhang Huan shouted and stepped forward to stop the carriage. When Lin Qiaoqiao saw that it was Zhang Huan, she immediately burst into tears, "Zhibalang, go and save Zhao Lang, he has been captured!"

"Don't be anxious! Tell me slowly, who has captured Zhao Yan?" Although things are not good, as long as you find the head of the family to save you in time, there is still a way.

"We are waiting for you. Qingming suddenly ran away and said that there was a great hero. He forced Zhao Lang to see it. Unexpectedly, the great hero was taking your credit. They were angry and picked up stones to hit him, and they were captured."

Lin Qiaoqiao said while crying. As for whom she was captured, she didn't know. At this time, the coachman on the side sighed and said, "The two young men are really reckless. They dare to hit Cui Sane with stones. They were captured by the yamen runners of Wannian County. Cui Sane's servants came to chase us, thanks to me running fast."

"Wannian County!" Zhang Huan pondered for a moment and immediately said to Qiaoqiao: "We have to move out of the inn immediately. I will send you back to clean up first. Don't worry about Zhao Yan's affairs, I will go to the head of the family to ask for help!"

Lin Qiaoqiao thought of Zhang Huan's background, and she also saw a glimmer of hope. The crying gradually stopped. Zhang Huan turned his horse's head and escorted the carriage quickly rushed towards the inn.

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"Pull it down for me and hit the top thirty boards!"

County Magistrate Han slapped the arson and ordered the yamen runners to drag Zhao Yan down. The anger in his heart had not yet disappeared. Not only did Zhao Yan not be grateful for saving them, but he spoke rudely, insulted himself and accused him of being in the same vein as the Cui family, and did not give him some color to see, and really didn't understand the power of the official.

The Han County Magistrate of Wannian County was a disciple of Pei Zunqing, the head of the Pei family. He passed the imperial examination in the fifth year of Qingzhi. He was about 40 years old and had been an official for ten years. He also found a secret to becoming an official, that is, not only should he have to rely on a big tree, but also cherish the big tree, so that he can get a larger shade.

Today, Cui Xiong's entry into Beijing to praise his merits was the emperor's oral argument. As a local official, it was his duty to maintain order on the scene. But then again, the Han County Magistrate hated Cui Xiong more than anyone else. In the mouths of the people, Cui Xiong had three evil deeds, playing with women, stealing money, and bullying the weak. Although he covered up in the form of brothels, casinos, and martial arts halls, it could not change the fact that he was evil.

Today he was leading people to maintain order on Zhuque Street. Suddenly, two scholars ran out and scolded Cui Xiong for being shameless and attacked the horse team with stones. If he hadn't seen the opportunity, he ordered the yamen runners to pounce on them, he would have been killed by those soldiers who were like wolves and tigers. 'Hmph! The guy who didn't know the height of the sky and the earth was quite tough!' Seeing that Zhao Yan didn't say a word under the red and black stick, County Magistrate Han couldn't help but sneer, picked up their confession and said to another fat scholar: "Your name is Zheng Qingming, you live in Gaosheng No. 6 Inn in Pingkangfang, right?"

Zheng Qingming looked ashamed and bowed his head and refused to answer. At this time, a yamen runner ran in and reported: "Master, Jingzhao Yin is here!"

Jingzhao Yin is the highest local official in Chang'an. The current Jingzhao Yin Su Zhen has always been a local official in Chang'an, from Chang'an County Magistrate to Jingzhao Shao Yin, to Jingzhao Yin. Although he is the immediate superior of Han County Magistrate, his rank is very different. Wannian County Magistrate is the fifth rank, while Jingzhao Yin is from the third rank, and he is a senior official and is crushed to death. This is more than one level.

"Hurry and ask Envoy Su to come in!"

County Magistrate Han was panicked. While asking the chief clerk to greet him first, he ordered the yamen runners to take the two of them down. After a few steps, he suddenly remembered something. He quickly suppressed Zheng Qingming's confession with the file on the table, but it was already one step later. Su Zhen saw his actions from a distance.

Su Zhen is Cui Yuan's confidant. Because of this, he has been working in the position of Jingzhao Yin, who has the most liquidity, for five years, and his ex-girlfriend Xian Yu Shuming has only been working for more than half a year.

He also heard that someone reported Cui Xiong to be criticized and was arrested by County Magistrate Han, so he hurried to check the details. Su Zhen strode into the lobby. He looked around and saw that the prisoner was gone. He ignored the courtesy. He sneered and pulled the confession from the file. He glanced at it quickly and asked sternly: "Why should I hide the confession when I see this official coming in?"

The beads of sweat rolled down from the forehead of County Magistrate Han. He hurriedly bowed and replied, "It's just now that the wind is strong, and I want to welcome the envoy, but I'm afraid that the confession will be blown away by the wind, so I pressed it with the file, and there is no intention to hide it."

"I don't know you're afraid!" Su Zhen snorted and said, "I'll detain the criminal for a long time. If anything happens, be careful of your black hat!"

"Yes! Yes! Humiliation will do the same."

Su Zhen read the confession carefully again, pondered for a moment, turned around and hurried away.

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Chapter completed!