In the afternoon of that day, the prefect Sikong Chan flew across the Shenxiu River in the air and came to the ancient market opposite the river.

At this time, the clouds and mist released from the pier in the east of the city had been suppressed to a radius of three miles around the pier.

This is not because the Iron Flag Gang's magicians failed in the battle, but not long ago, the Governor of Dongzhou urgently invited a fourth-grade magician to cast spells, causing the river wind blowing down from the upstream to surge.

However, this magician only blew away the clouds and mists above the ancient market and Xiushui City, and did not interfere with the clouds and mists near the east pier of the city.

This person does not want to offend the Iron Flag Gang.

The identities of several mysterious masters of the Iron Flag Gang are indeed shameless.

However, the premise is that it cannot be forced to the death.

If these people are so angry that they will kill them regardless of their identities, the situation in Xiushui County will surely collapse.

The prefect Sikong Chan also clearly felt the dissatisfaction and pressure from the Governor of Dongzhou.

An hour ago, he had received a written written by the Governor himself. The words in it were unceremonious and were as sharp as a storm.

In addition, the attitude of Wei Lai, the guerrilla general of the Tianping Army, can also be seen.

When Sikong Chan arrived at the ancient market, Wei Lai, as the governor's confidant general, ignored him and did not send his subordinates to greet him.

Sikong Chan glanced behind him again, Lei Yuan, the owner of Zhengyang Martial Arts Hall, was a hundred feet away.

He carried a knife on his back and his hands on his back, followed with no concealment and generously.

Sikong Chan frowned slightly.

Jian Zangfeng watched Wei Lai, and did this Lei Yuan stare at him, the seriously injured prefect?

There is also Ye Zhiqiu who directly participated in the battle at the dock not long ago.

Sikong Chan knew that the Wuxiang Shenzong attached great importance to Chu Xisheng, but he never expected that the Wuxiang Shenzong paid great importance to Chu Xisheng to this extent.

Jian Zangfeng, the true legend of the unfinished world, even did not hesitate to end up directly and wade into the muddy waters of Xiushui County.

However, the current situation has evolved to this point, and Sikong Chan will never look back.

He smiled slightly, continued to move forward in the air, and flew to the killing building on the south side of the ancient market before falling from the sky.

When Sikong Chan walked into the building, everyone, including all the guards, was slightly stunned, and looked at the prefect of Xiushui County with a strange look.

They were all surprised, and there were similar thoughts in their minds.

The dignified Xiushui Prefect, the most noble figure in Xiushui County, would he even come to the Killing Building?

What was the intention of the prefect when he came to the Killing Building?

Sikong Chan ignored these strange gazes. He looked calm and walked to an elegant room on the top floor.

Lei Yuan followed behind, but was stopped at the top.

When Sikong Chan entered the door, he looked back and saw a deputy owner of the Killing Building blocked in front of Lei Yuan. The man smiled with a humble expression, but his feet seemed to have no movement.

Sikong Chan's lips raised slightly and stepped into the door of the elegant room.

There are already four people sitting here.

That was Xiahou Dong, the new county magistrate of Xiushui County.

Xiahou Shen, the youngest son of the Dongzhou Censor.

Bao, the new chief arrester of Xiushui County, will not fill it.

There is also Cao Xuan, the Qianhu, the Xiushui Jinyiwei.

Before Xiahou Dong got up, he sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Sikong Chan with deep eyes.

"The prefect's injury was far beyond the expectations of the Xiaguan. Why don't you stay in the yamen and recover from your injuries?"

Sikong Chan heard a pun from Xiahou Dong.

Why didn't he stay in the yamen to recover from his injuries? Naturally, because the situation continued to deteriorate, he had to run around with his injuries.

Sikong Chan smiled slightly, not disrespectful to Xiahou Dong's disrespect. He sat down on the main seat and poured himself a pot of tea.

"I am injured and cannot drink alcohol. I will use tea instead of wine here. Thank you for your invitation to come at this time when the situation is in a difficult situation."

Bao Butian and Cao Xuan's faces were calm, and they raised their wine glass at the same time, saying that they didn't dare.

Although the prefect in front of them suffered heavy losses due to the Iron Flag Gang, his official position was even in danger.

But their background is still not something they can offend.

"It's easy to say!"

Xiahou Dong also raised his wine glass and looked calm: "But I am very confused. If the prefect has something to discuss, we can just discuss the matter in the county government office. Why do we need to go to this place?"

He looked out the door with a slanted look: "The killing building contains dirt and impurities, rampant and illegality, and it is incompatible with the fire and fire of our court!"

"Some things are not convenient to talk about in the yamen. There are so many people there, so it is easy to leak information."

Sikong Chan shook his head slightly, and he looked at Xiahou Dong firmly: "Time is tight, so I'll tell you a long story. Does Brother Xiahou want to be the prefect of this county?"

Xiahou Dong was stunned when he heard this. He faced Sikong Chan's gaze with a strange look on his face: "What does the prefect mean? The lower officials don't understand."

Sikong Chan smiled bitterly and sighed with a tired face: "This storm in Xiushui County made the Governor disgusted with me very much. My official was exhausted by it and had the intention to leave. Just wait for the rebellion of the Iron Banner Gang, I wanted to ask the Ministry of Personnel to transfer it to another place, and recommend Brother Xiahou to take over as the prefect of the county.

Brother Xiahou was smart and capable, with both moral integrity and talent, and had outstanding political achievements. After only two months as the county magistrate, he was deeply respected by the gentry of the county and was sure to be competent for this position and stabilize the Xiushui place."

Xiahou Dong listened quietly, but sneered in his heart.

He naturally heard that Sikong Zen recommended him as the premise of quelling the Iron Flag Gang Rebellion.

"The prefect is joking. How can you and I personally give it to each other?"

This prefect, who is almost unable to maintain his official position, has this ability?

Sikong Chan said nothing and put a bright red post in front of Xiahou Dong.

"This is?"

Xiahou Dong was confused by it. He picked up the post and opened it and looked at it. He was even more confused: "Is this a Geng Post?"

But he was even more confused. Why did Sikong Chan ask him to read a Geng Post?

The so-called Geng Tie is a horoscope for men and women to exchange when men and women get engaged.

The post states the name, birth date, birth date, and three generations of ancestors.

Xiahou Dong immediately felt something was wrong.

The man of this Geng Tie turned out to be the name of the prefect Sikong Chan himself.

As for the woman, she was a woman named Mu Dong'e.

"Mu Dong'e?" Xiahou Dong frowned slightly, then his eyes stern: "Prince, what is the relationship between this Miss Mu and the Eunuch Mu in the palace?"

Sikong Chan smiled slightly and took a sip of tea calmly: "This woman is the cousin of Eunuch Mu. I have made a marriage contract with the Mu family and marry this Miss Mu as my second wife."

When everyone in the Yashi heard this, they couldn't help but change their colors.

Bao Butian and Cao Xuan were shocked and looked at each other.

After the prefect died, his wife was decided to make a second wife and was also related to Eunuch Mu in the palace.

Xiahou Dong also looked at Sikong Chan with his eyes extremely complicated.

This person used to have many connections with the eunuch party, but he still held the pipa and half-covered his face, leaving a lot of room for him.

Today, this person sold himself to the eunuch party and sold him for a good price.

He put down the Geng Tie in his hand, and a little respect was restored to his face: "I wonder what Lord Taishou wants to be a minister?"

Since this person is engaged to the Mu family, the Governor will inevitably be more tolerant of Sikong Chan.

Even the eunuch of the Dongzhou Inner Palace would not be too concerned about Sikong Chan.

This person does have the ability to influence the next prefect.

Sikong Chan's expression gradually became cold and hard, and his murderous intent was scattered: "I want to ask your brother, the Dongzhou Censor, to charge Chu Xisheng and Tie Xiaosheng in the shortest time, and release a blacklist, which is wanted in the whole province! The faster the time, the better, it is best to be within half a day!"

A normal procedure cannot be so fast, especially a person like Chu Xisheng who has huge power and influence in the local area.

The Dongzhou Censorate will inevitably exercise complex procedures, repeatedly confirm and carefully consider.

However, if the Dongzhou Censor has helped him, it will be convenient for him to do it. This matter can be completed within half a day or even less.

Sikong Chan's body crawled slightly and looked at the county magistrate Xiahou Dong with oppression: "Brother Xiahou, if the Censor can accomplish this, then afterwards, I can not only offer half of the canal equity in the Iron Flag Helper, but also transfer the black iron ore vein under the Iron Flag Helper to your Xia family! In addition, I can also offer 600,000 taels of magic silver as a reward."

County Magistrate Xiahou Dong did not agree immediately. He frowned and weighed the pros and cons.

I have to say that the prefect's offer was extremely sincere, which made him very moved.

However, just as Xiahou Dong was thinking about how to reply, beside him, Xiahou Shen, the youngest son of the Dongzhou Censor, suddenly spoke: "I agree to this condition on behalf of my father! You must give it to me only 600,000 taels of magic silver first."

County Magistrate Xiahou Dong frowned and looked at his nephew: "Shen'er, this matter is of great importance, how can you be reckless? How can you not ask your father?"

Xiahou Shenze smiled coldly: "Cousin, are you also moved just now? Don't pretend, I have a way to convince my father. Chu Xisheng has done many evil things in Xiushui County, resisted the government, committed rebellion, and conspired to rebel. Which one is not a death sentence? His father beat him into a rebel party and put it on the blacklist. It is justified, and no one can say that he is not!"

Xiahou thought deeply that this matter might continue to turmoil in the current situation in Dongzhou, but what does it have to do with their Xiahou family?

His father just did his duty.
To be continued...