When Tong Magistrate stepped into the backyard of the Yamen, he saw a harmonious picture before his eyes. A man sitting on a stone bench, tall and well-dressed, was the prefect of Shaoxing.

Opposite him, sat an old man with an unattractive appearance. He was thin and frail, but his brows and eyes revealed an unusual wisdom and deep aura. The prefect treated the old man respectfully, his face full of caution and awe.

Tong San stood aside in silence, keenly aware that the atmosphere between the two was unusually harmonious. He frowned slightly, knowing that his intervention at this moment might break the harmony, so he quietly withdrew.

"Master Qian, I didn't expect you to come to my small temple." The magistrate said with a smile.

Qian Qianyi glanced at the prefect and smiled faintly, "The prefect is joking. Qian is already a white man, how can he be worthy of being called your lord?"

After hearing this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across the magistrate's face, but he still smiled and said: "You are out of sight now. His Majesty is only temporarily transferring you out of the capital. Who knows about the news that Wen Tiren and Zhou Yanru have joined the cabinet now? I believe

Your Majesty will definitely remember your contribution!"

When Qian Qianyi heard this, there was a trace of bitterness in his heart. He raised his head and looked at the prefect, the expression on his face gradually became complicated, "Master prefect, I appreciate your kindness. However, I am already in my twilight years, and things in the capital matter

It has nothing to do with me."

When the prefect saw Qian Qianyi's expression, his heart tightened slightly. He understood that although Qian Qianyi said so, his heart was actually full of helplessness and depression. He stood up and took a few steps forward, wanting to comfort Qian Qianyi.

However, I found that my words seemed so weak.

Qian Qianyi looked at the actions of the prefect and remained silent. His face had become a little pale, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He stood up slowly and said slowly: "Mr. Prefect, there is no need to send it off. Qian

thank you for your kindness."

After that, he waved his sleeves, turned around and left. The magistrate was left alone, looking at his back silently, his heart full of complicated emotions.

The prefect looked at Qian Qianyi who left angrily and snorted coldly.

"grown ups!"

At this time, the judge came hurriedly to report.

"What's the matter?"

"A person was sent from the coast. It is said that he is the work of a Japanese pirate. I beg you to make a decision."

Hearing this, the prefect frowned slightly and pondered for a moment. At this moment, the porter came to announce: "Master, there is a guest who wants to see you."

He handed over a famous letter.

Looking at the pattern on the name card, a trace of vigilance flashed in the prefect's eyes.

He immediately said to the judge: "We will discuss this later. You can go down first."

"My subordinates resign!"

The magistrate walked out of the mansion with his name card and looked at the figure waiting at the gate. His heartbeat could not help but quicken.

"Master Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

The person who came was none other than Inoue, and the Han man on the boat was Yang Zaixing, the prefect of Shaoxing.

"Why are you here?" Yang Zaixing asked anxiously.

Inoue said nonchalantly: "The Japanese pirates have been caught."

Yang Zaixing was stunned, and then quickly asked: "Didn't you and I agree not to see each other for a while? Why did you come to see me?"

"Yamaguchi-sama asked me to take away that person, and we are leaving!"

"Come over again tonight!"

In the prison, Yan Ning looked at Cuihua who was pushed in. He just glanced at it and stopped paying attention. He was trapped in the prison in the dark, and he didn't know how much time had passed outside.

In the loneliness of the prison, Yan Ning was with the mice, and she was happy to see a living person. When the jailer left, she asked Cuihua softly: "What crime have you committed?"

However, Cuihua kept staring at the floor, speechless. Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and there was movement outside. A man in black robes entered the prison with two followers, and the jailer had already disappeared.

"We meet again!" Yan Ning looked at Inoue with boredom, "It's you!"

"Take her away." Inoue ordered, and the two followers immediately held Yan Ning and prepared to leave.

Yan Ning was full of resistance, but to no avail, and was taken out of the prison. Inoue looked at Cuihua with cold eyes, his hands were tied, and his face was expressionless.

A moment later, a rustling sound rang out from the prison in the darkness. Suddenly, Cuihua felt her hands being grabbed, her whole body trembled, and a pair of eyes lit up in the darkness.

Cuihua's eyes widened, her expression was excited, she was no longer demented, and she was about to shout, but she suddenly fainted.

When Cuihua woke up, she felt herself shaking.

"Wake up!" The dark-faced man put her down and handed her a silver ingot, "Since you're awake, let's go!"

Just as he was about to leave, Cuihua held the silver ingot tightly, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said with some dissatisfaction on her black face: "I didn't mean to harm you before, but now I save you and it's settled!"

In the silent night, Cuihua finally said: "I really don't know the road!" Her voice was weak and full of fear.

However, the dark-faced man showed no mercy. He was looking for Yan Ning eagerly, as if only finding her in the dark night could calm his inner anxiety and uneasiness.

"Let me go, I tell you, I have important things!" Cuihua struggled, her dark face restless.

Looking at the entangled Cuihua, the black-faced man was about to knock her unconscious, but suddenly spoke in a cold tone: "In order to find Madam, I can only wrong you!"

"Madam?" Cuihua was shocked. She thought of the woman in prison.

"How do you know?" The black-faced man was a little surprised, and then said, "You have seen her!"

Cuihua stood up slowly and looked at the black-faced man with a mysterious light in her eyes: "If you want to find her, you must take me with you!"

"Are you threatening me?" The black-faced man had a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Cuihua said quickly: "Only I know where she is!".

As these words were spoken, the chill in the air gradually receded.

In the inn, Su Wenfeng heard the report from his subordinates that there was movement among the Japanese, and he immediately asked: "Where have they gone?"

"yamen!"

"This?" Su Wenfeng was a little confused. He thought about the behavior of this group of Japanese people, "Why are they going to the Yamen?"
Chapter completed!