"Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Feng, please put yourself in others' shoes and think about it. You are happy to do this, but have you ever thought about how painful that innocent woman is? Can she still live? What about that honest and dull boss, who witnessed his wife being humiliated, how painful is he? You killed two lives for your own happiness. How can you feel at ease? Do you have no wife and daughter? You have no relatives? If your relatives are humiliated, will you be in pain?!"

Huang Zongxi's eyes were cracked and he asked angrily.

"Wife and daughter?" Feng Qingjun was stunned and murmured.

Huang Zongxi's eyes began to soften when he saw Feng Qingjun's eyes, and then seemed to be foggy rising in his eyes. He felt happy. Seeing that he was no longer cynical and had hope, his words could be considered a merit if he could dispel the devil's crazy behavior.

However, I don’t know what I thought of, Feng Qingjun’s eyes gradually became more and more sinister.

"Hmph! There is no reason in this world to be said? All the principles are with the rich and the officials, and the poor have no way to survive! If you want to avoid being bullied, you can only become stronger, and everything else is nonsense!"

Feng Qingjun said with a gloomy face and gritted her teeth.

"The surname of Huang, I respect you as a real gentleman, but to be honest, there are not many good people who are officials. They speak all the best principles. If you do things, you are not as bad as me." Feng Qingjun glanced at Huang Zongxi and continued.

"Ship Feng, listen to your voice, it seems that you have a hidden secret and have been bullied by others. Do you know your inner pain, but why can't you understand other people's pain? There are many corrupt officials and cruel officials you are talking about, but now the emperor is determined to be clear about the administration of the government and the strategy of governing the country is based on the people. The gentry and powerful who used to pay taxes do not pay taxes now do not pay taxes like the people? Why do you always look at those dark things and can't see more open and upright things?"

It's really strange that Feng Qingjun's name for Huang Zongxi went downhill from "Mr. Huang" at the beginning, to "Old Huang" and then to "Whose surnamed Huang"; while Huang Zongxi's name for Feng Qingjun was from "Tartar Dog", to "Dog Thief", to "Wind", and now he has been upgraded to "Feng Dasha".

"Yes, the surname Huang, I know what you said. The rich people hate and fear Yongli, but the people sing praises. However, I don't believe that he can defeat the Qing Dynasty, so his benevolent policies will be in vain after all. If the surname Huang, don't be so sloppy, you will be in vain in the end."

Speaking of this, Feng Qingjun has returned to his original expression.

"Hehe, Lao Huang, the boss is honest at first glance. Such a person lives in the world and is bullied. Instead of letting others bully, it is better to give me a discount. Who said he is not as good as me? I deserve it!"

Feng Qingjun couldn't allow Huang Zongxi to speak any further. He stretched out his hand and pointed his acupoints, making him unable to speak or move. Then he clapped his hands and was about to walk out of the room.

Huang Zongxi was about to commit a crime when he saw that he was about to commit a crime, and his face was flushed red. He could not scold or beat him.

"laugh……"

Just then, I suddenly heard someone outside the door chuckling softly.

"who?!"

Feng Qingjun reacted quickly, took a step back, flipped his hand and held the sword in his hand, and asked in a low voice.

"Whoever is surnamed Feng, who is about to die, still wants to do evil?" The voice outside was very floating, but it was very clearly heard into Huang Zongxi's ears.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Feng Qingjun identified the direction of the voice and chased him out with a sword.

After going there, Feng Qingjun never came back.

Huang Zongxi waited for about an hour before the door was opened again, but an official came in.

"I am Zhang Fengqi, the governor of Wuzhou, who came to welcome Mr. Huang according to the emperor's will." The official bowed his fists and bowed.

Huang Zongxi couldn't speak or move, so he could only open his mouth and couldn't speak.

Zhang Fengqi probably knew about Huang Zongxi's situation: "Mr. Huang, offended me." With a wave of his hand, several constables came in and carried Huang Zongxi out with all his hands, put it in a sedan chair, and carried it to the Wuzhou Prefect's Office.

Zhang Fengqi is not a stupid person. Of course, he knew that Huang Zongxi would be very useful when he went back to Guangzhou, so he was very flattering to him and invited several famous doctors in the city to promote the blood of Huang Zongxi. After working hard for more than two hours, Huang Zongxi's acupuncture was finally untied.

"Mr. Zhang, thank you. How did Mr. Zhang know that Huang is trapped in a thief?" Huang Zongxi had a lot to ask, and once he could speak, he asked immediately.

"Mr. Huang, a guard in the palace came to report the situation and sent the emperor an oral order, ordering me to send Mr. Huang back to Guangzhou tomorrow." Zhang Fengqi replied.

"Guard? Emperor? This shows that Feng Qingjun is a guard who is shocked to leave. The emperor has sent guards to secretly investigate my whereabouts?" Huang Zongxi thought after hearing this.

I can only think about these questions in my heart, but I dare not talk to Zhang Fengqi.

"Okay, please send someone to send Huang back to Guangzhou tomorrow. Today, I will repay you for your kindness." Huang Zongxi said.

"No, no, Mr. Huang is so serious. I am also following the order. Please do not take it to heart." Zhang Fengqi heard Huang Zongxi say this and knew that his goal had been achieved, so he quickly said humbly.

...

It was already the fifth day after Huang Zongxi returned to Guangzhou. As soon as he entered Guangzhou City, he was sent by the palace to receive it from Qinzheng Hall.

"Huang Zongxi, a grass man, kowtowed to the emperor." Huang Zongxi entered the hall and kowtowed.

"Flat, look at the seat."

"The grass people are frightened and dare not take a seat in front of the Holy Lord."

"It's okay. I don't like to pay attention to vain etiquette."

Then Huang Zongxi sat halfway on a brocade pier that the eunuch brought over.

"Taichong, I've suffered."

Zhu Youlang's clear voice came, with a lot of sincere comfort inside. When Huang Zongxi heard this, he thought of the torture he suffered, and almost burst into tears.

"Emperor, this time the people of Cao Cao were trapped in a thief, and they have not damaged the face and dignity of our Ming scholars. Please observe clearly." Huang Zongxi quickly confessed.

"Well, I know all about your conversation with Feng Qingjun. In the face of torture and threats, you would rather die than surrender. You have the spirit of a Ming scholar. I feel very comforted." Zhu Youlang praised him and praised him.

"Your Majesty, are you omniscient?"

"Yes. Oh, no, it cannot be said that he is omniscient. After you have an accident, I will send my personal bodyguards to investigate secretly. After you arrived in Zhaoqing, the guards found Feng Qingjun's whereabouts. Because Feng Qingjun's martial arts skills are too high, the guards dare not act rashly and sent people back to report the news. I also sent two other guards out, preparing to capture them in Xunzhou. However, the guards who were following secretly saw that Feng Qingjun was trying to harm the innkeeper and his wife, and they had no time to wait until the arrangement was completed, but they were scared to leave him."

"Your Majesty, have you caught Feng Qingjun?"
Chapter completed!