Li Heng always thought that Ye Qing was a little exaggerating to Zhao Shixiong. An official who was over 50 years old and was appointed as the prefect of Yangzhou and the tutor of Huainan East Road. How could he beat Ye Qing to no avail with his daughter, a weak woman?

So Li Heng never believed what Ye Qing said. When he came back from Yangzhou, several injuries on his back were injured by a weak woman, Zhao Qing.

From outside the city to the straight official road of Qingbo Gate in the south gate of Lin'an City, it is like the song singing: Dongmen cuisine, Ximen water, Nanmen Chai, and Qingbo Gate outside Mili in the north gate.

On the crowded official roads, you can often see some wheelbarrows pushing full of firewood and slowly heading towards the Qingbo door at the end of the front.

Li Heng and the ten ban soldiers behind him were already waiting by the side of the official road when it was dawn, but until the sun was about to rise above his head, Li Heng did not see Zhao Shixiong and his daughter passing by here.

The inquiring prison soldiers gasped heavily, raised a burst of dust from their feet, ran to Li Heng quickly, and said in angrily: "This time, I'm really here, Taoist priests and nuns dressed, followed by ten imperial guards, pushing a cart of firewood, ready to enter the city."

"Are they Zhao Shixiong and Zhao Qing and his daughter?" Li Heng stood up from the mound of soil under the tree on the roadside, walked to the middle of the official road, looked to Lin'an City in the opposite direction and asked.

"That's right, Tang Xiang left the mansion and went to the Taoist temple outside the city yesterday. He met this person who was called Zhao Shixiong by Tang Xiang." The banned soldiers breathed evenly and said with Fan Yangli in his hand.

"Prepare. No matter what, even if you die on this official road, you can't let Zhao Shixiong enter the city. Do you understand?" Yan Lingdao was held tightly by Li Heng. He looked at the end of his sight. A wheelbarrow filled with firewood slowly appeared in his sight.

"Don't worry, unless he can drag my body into the city with him, he will have to stay outside the city honestly today." Another jailer set up a military order.

Li Heng looked at him disdainfully and said relaxedly: "I mean let them die. If we live, we cannot stop the alive from entering the city, so we will leave the dead outside the city."

There are not many pedestrians on the official road, not to mention that the sun is already hanging high above the head, so it should be the time when there are the fewest pedestrians on the official road.

The wheelbarrow and the ten imperial guards behind him looked at the eleven imperial guards lined up on the official road not far ahead. After the wheelbarrow slowly stopped, one of them stepped forward to Li Heng, clasped his fists and said, "Is it true that I'm here to do it? The Imperial Guard of the Ministry of War is about to bring this cart of firewood back to Lin'an City."

"You can go back to the city, but the two people selling firewood must stay." Li Heng looked at the wheelbarrow that had just stopped and was about to pass along the roadside, so he walked to the front of the wheelbarrow, stepped on the front of the wheelbarrow, stopped the wheelbarrow and said.

"Sir, this is the firewood that Lord Wang, the Minister of War, wanted at the mansion. Originally, they would prepare enough at home on the New Year's Day, but they had no choice but to..." The imperial guard's face changed slightly, but he continued to walk to Li Heng who was stepping on the front of the wheelbarrow and said with a smile with a smile.

"Well, I know. Then you push the wheelbarrow back. As for the Taoist priest and Taoist nun, you can't go into the city." Li Heng said as he looked at the middle-aged man who flashed out from behind the firewood of the wheelbarrow.

Zhao Shixiong had been in the official position for a long time and had already developed a momentum of being arrogant without anger. Although he was holding a Taoist priest's bun and wearing a Taoist robe, his sharp eyes and the aura of the superiors still made Li Heng uncontrollably put down his feet and had to face the burly Zhao Shixiong with a strong body.

"I was Zhao Shixiong, before the New Year, the prefect of Yangzhou and pacification envoy of Huainan East Road. He was convicted and dismissed from office. He made a living by selling some firewood and his daughter. Lord Wang Zhiwang, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, was my best friend when I was still in the officialdom. Seeing that I and my daughter were living a difficult life, I bought my firewood and wanted to use this subsidy to take care of me." Zhao Shixiong's eyes, as he watched Li Heng's feet slowly lowered from the front of the wheelbarrow, he moved to Li Heng's face as if he was satisfied and said with a deep voice.

"So what? Isn't it the same for them to send the firewood you have brought to Lord Wang's mansion? There is no need to travel with your daughter, right?" Li Heng held the hilt of the Yanling sword in his hand, and felt in his heart: It seems that Ye Qing's evaluation of Zhao Shixiong in front of him was also correct, and he was not lying to himself.

"I want to thank Lord Wang for his help in person, let alone..." Zhao Shixiong's pair of eyes that seemed to have their own mightyness slowly swept over the jails, who were still lined up, but they were also all jails holding the hilt of the knife with their right hand, and then continued to say in a deep voice: "What's more, Lord Wang has not given me firewood money yet, so during this trip to Lin'an, I have to go to the city in person. One is to ask for firewood money, and the other is to thank him in person, and I hope that the jail can be compatible. How about it?"

"It's reasonable and well-founded, but it still doesn't work." Li Heng frowned and watched the imperial guards slowly approaching Zhao Shixiong. A threatening and invisible pressure came to his face in an instant, but he still shook his head and firmly refused Zhao Shixiong's entry into the city.

"So, sir, don't you plan to give me such a thin face to me?" Zhao Shixiong's tiger eyes shot at Li Heng, and asked again with no refusal in his tone.

"Yes, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." Li Heng took a few steps back slightly. The Yanling Knife in his hand had already pulled out about a little after the pressure from Zhao Shixiong.

Almost at the same time, the ten imperial guards behind Zhao Shixiong also held the handle of the knife and acted as if they were to pull their swords out of the sheath.

"Is it Ye Qing, the little bastard, who asked you to stop me here?" Zhao Shixiong looked around and asked in a deep voice again.

The ten ban soldiers behind Li Heng, without waiting for Li Heng to signal, instantly gave up drawing their swords, took off the divine arm crossbow at his waist, lifted the strings with both hands, and began to aim at Zhao Shixiong and others.

"Hmph, I can't tell that the Imperial City Secretary is so loyal to that little bastard now!" Zhao Shixiong's face was calm, but the anger in his tone was getting stronger and stronger.

"Aren't you also loyal to Tang Xiang? You responded as soon as you shout." Li Heng said with a sneer.

He still knows some of the inside story about Zhao Shixiong calling Ye Qing a little bastard and hating Ye Qing so much.

When Ye Qing killed his only son in Yangzhou, he indirectly lost his ambition to continue fighting in the court, and began to think about avenging his son Zhao Hu.

So when Tang Situi came to him, Zhao Shixiong agreed without saying a word.

What's more, he was originally a Tang Situi, but now he was dismissed from office in Taoist temples by the court. Even if he wanted to support Tang Situi in the court, he was already powerless. The only life that could continue to serve Tang Situi was the only one who could continue to serve Tang Situi.

The moment Ye Qing followed the maid and stepped into Li Fengniang's embroidery building, for some reason, she felt like she was a beast, being entangled in a cage.

But no matter what, now that you have stepped in, it is obviously impossible to retreat and withdraw.

Li Fengniang, who was standing on the second floor again, had a charming look like a knife, and a smug smile on her face, and said lightly: "Master Ye, come up. I have prepared tea on the second floor. I would like to thank Lord Morihiya for help."

"Thank you, Crown Princess." Ye Qing looked up at Li Fengniang. Although the easy-going smile on his face had not disappeared, his eyes were no longer as easy-going as a smile.

Since they come, they will be at peace. Li Dao and Li Lifang have brought Li Fengniang, the crown princess, into the water, which means that no matter what, they will not be able to escape the situation of being humiliated by others.

Even if he didn't enter the embroidery building, even if he could walk out of the back house of Li's mansion just now, Li Dao would still find a way to set guards to imprison him, dig a hole and make a trap for himself.

The maid who led Ye Qing in did not follow him, but took Ye Qing to the entrance of the stairs, then reached out in the void and asked Ye Qing to go upstairs.

A smug laughter like a silver bell came from the upstairs. As Ye Qing's steps slowly lifted up the steps, Li Fengniang's laughter became more and more crisp, with endless smugness and a ruthless smell.

"I have seen the Crown Princess." Ye Qing stood outside the gauze curtain and saluted to the blurry figure inside.

Even when he was going upstairs, he had already observed the entire embroidery building carefully enough, and even at this moment, he still pricked up his ears and listened to whether there was a knife and axe driver in the embroidery building, but he was still unable to determine what was in the embroidery building that would cost his own life.

"Why, I've gone upstairs, but don't dare to come in?" Li Fengniang asked lightly in the gauze curtain.

The bustling bustling in the front yard of Li's mansion would occasionally come into the embroidery building, but Ye Qing was happy at this moment and did not dare to relax his vigilance at all.

"I... obey the order." Ye Qing stepped forward, and originally wanted to sense the field sword tied to his legs, hoping to relieve the tension in his heart.

But the moment he lifted the gauze curtain and stepped into the room, Ye Qing suddenly rang out again. The one he tied to his legs was not a field knife, but a pair of female red scissors.

As Ye Qing expected, when he slowly raised his head and looked at Li Fengniang sitting in front of him, he saw that Li Fengniang was no longer as noble, elegant and charming as before. Instead, his eyes were cold and he looked at Ye Qing with a disdainful smile.

"Do you tell me that you are stupid? Or are you extremely courageous? Lord Ye?" Li Fengniang leisurely pinched the lid of the teacup, looked at Ye Qing, and then lowered her head and easily fiddled with the tea in the cup.

"What does the Crown Princess mean? I am stupid by nature, so I would like to ask the Crown Princess to give me some advice." Ye Qing looked at the pair of jade hands that looked like mutton fat jade. Even the sky-blue teacup lid was held in her slender jade fingers, which was quite charming and artistic.

"Are you pretending to be confused? You know that this is a trap set by the palace for you, but you still dare to bite the bullet and break in. Why do you tell me now that you don't understand?" Li Fengniang put down the lid of the cup, picked up the teacup and stood up slowly, and moved her lotus step towards Ye Qing.

"The Crown Princess wants to frame the minister?" Ye Qing looked at Li Fengniang's jade hands, holding the teacup that was still steaming, and slowly handed it to her chest and asked.
Chapter completed!