Chapter three hundred and seventy seventh recovery
"Feiqi Lieutenant?" Zhao Jin raised his eyebrows, "Where are your county lieutenants?"
In any case, the person leading the troops here at this time should be the county captain.
No matter how bad it is, the person who comes out to surrender should be the highest-ranking general in the entire Guanlong County. How can he be a Feiqiwei?
An angry look appeared on Lieutenant Feiqi's face, "Lieutenant, he has already escaped."
After committing such a crime, flee directly, leaving these people here.
Zhao Jin frowned slightly, not surprised by this result. He turned his head and said to the army behind him: "Enter the city!"
"My lord? What if there is a trap..." One of the generals from Yunzhou County hesitated.
Zhao Jin laughed and said, "Don't worry, it won't happen."
"Wang Xikang has laid a trap inside. Even if we are all captured, what's the use?"
The evidence has been handed over to Zhao Qian. If Wang Xikang raises his troops to resist, he will be charged with one more crime.
Conspiracy is a greater crime than making private salt.
Zhao Jin clamped his horse's belly and headed straight into the city. The Flying Cavalry Lieutenant trotted beside Zhao Jin and asked in a low voice: "My lord, do you want to send someone to capture them?"
"Don't worry, someone is already chasing them."
Zhao Jin had already anticipated the escape of Wang Xikang and others before coming to Guanlong County, so he asked someone to lead another group of troops to Guanlong County first to trace the traces of these people.
Hearing this, Fei Qiwei felt relieved.
Although they were not involved in the private production of salt, and they didn't know if they would be implicated, the fact that the culprit escaped was really a bit disappointing.
The Flying Cavalry Officer also wanted to send people to capture them. After all, they concealed and refused to report, and if they could catch people, they could at least get away with it.
Unfortunately, by the time he found out, he no longer knew where these people had gone.
After Zhao Jin and others entered the city, many people were frightened.
Regardless of whether they were involved or not, they were afraid of Wang Xikang, concealed it, and watched with cold eyes. Kong Wen, Zuo Shilang and others were controlled and even assassinated by Wang Xikang.
If we really want to liquidate them, none of them will be able to escape.
The people of Guanlong County realized something was wrong belatedly.
"This should be a confirmed case, right?" an old man said uncertainly.
The scholar on the side snorted coldly, with an angry look on his face, "Of course the case is confirmed! Otherwise, how could Duke Xuanping directly lead his troops into the city?"
First it was Kong Wen, then Zuo Shilang, and then Duke Xuanping came. Even though the matter was not widely publicized, it was even deliberately covered up by Wang Xikang and others.
After struggling for so long, the people also vaguely heard some rumors.
However, since there was no confirmed case before, no one dared to talk about it casually.
If not, what they said is heard, and the county governor will hate them for it, which will be a big deal.
After noon on the second day, Wang Xikang and others were all captured.
Seng Fan led the people and walked into the government office from the outside in a majestic manner.
"My lord, I've caught you!"
Zhao Jin was reading the letters of apology submitted by officials of all sizes.
Hearing the sound and looking up, he saw a group of soldiers following Seng Fan, each holding a person in their hands.
The person at the front is clearly Wang Xikang.
"Go down and collect the reward." Zhao Jin threw the folding book in his hand on the table.
Seng Fan responded happily.
After Seng Fan left, Zhao Jin looked at Wang Xikang with a half-smile, "Master Wang, didn't you swear before that this matter has nothing to do with you?"
"Then why are you running?"
Wang Xikang was led by soldiers to Zhao Jin, but he was unwilling to bend his knees.
"Kneel down!" the soldier behind him shouted coldly.
Wang Xikang looked at Zhao Jin, snorted, and glanced directly at the head. His legs were straight, without any sign of being willing to bend.
"Sir Wang, even if you don't say that you are just a guilty minister now, you are just a local county governor. How can you not kneel to me, the first-class Duke of Xuanping?"
Zhao Jin coldly lowered his face, raised his eyelids, and revealed a sharp and pointed gaze, "Are you dissatisfied with me or His Majesty?"
"You!" Wang Xikang was so angry that he wanted to point at Zhao Jin and scold him.
However, his arms were directly cut behind his back by the soldiers, making him unable to move, let alone point at Zhao Jin.
"What? I said it wrong?" Zhao Jin narrowed his eyes and asked in a cold voice.
Sensing Zhao Jin's increasingly displeased aura, the soldier behind Wang Xikang decisively raised his foot and kicked Wang Xikang directly on the knee.
Wang Xikang was just a civil servant, how could he withstand such a kick?
My knees hurt when I bent them, and my legs couldn't help but bend down.
Zhao Jin twitched the corner of his mouth without smiling at all, "Isn't it possible to kneel down?"
Wang Xikang's face turned blue and he remained silent after being forced to kneel on the ground.
"Wang Xikang!" Zhao Jin clapped his hand at the desk, "Do you plead guilty to the case of privately manufacturing salt?"
"Hahahaha!" Wang Xikang laughed twice and looked at Zhao Jin coldly.
"Don't you already have evidence in the hands of Duke Xuanping? What do I say? Do you admit guilt or not? What else matters?"
Zhao Jin stared at him, "So, you admitted it?"
Upon hearing this, the other party neither admitted nor denied it.
"Wang Xikang." Zhao Jin called in a deep voice.
"Who is the mastermind behind this? Who instigated you?"
Wang Xikang's eyes moved, "I don't know what you are talking about. The private production of salt is my own fault. I committed such a mistake because of greed."
"I don't deny it. Duke Xuanping can just hand me over to His Majesty."
"What did Mr. Wang do with his own efforts?"
Zhao Jin raised his eyebrows and said, "Master Wang, your hand is quite long. Even Master Kong's family members who are far away in Bianzhou can send assassins to assassinate him."
Wang Xikang moved his fingers slightly but said nothing.
He didn't say anything, but Zhao Jin continued, "You haven't seen Sun Ruijie's account book, have you?"
Wang Xikang vaguely sensed something was wrong. Zhao Jin's words just now were too sure. Did he find something, or was he just deceiving him?
The next moment, Wang Xikang knew why Zhao Jin was so sure that there were others behind him.
"The account book owned by Sun Ruijie contains more than just the names of people from Long County."
Wang Xikang suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Jin. His breathing was rapid, and his hands held by the soldiers clenched into fists.
Zhao Jin curled his lips, leaned down slightly, and approached Wang Xikang, "Guess whose name is on it?"
"I don't know what Duke Xuanping is talking about." Wang Xikang swallowed and managed to steady his voice.
"Tsk."
Zhao Jin couldn't hold it back and tsked lightly, looking at Wang Xikang with confusion and pity in his eyes.
"I really don't understand. Why are you covering up for them? Are you expecting them to save you?"
Zhao Jin tilted his head, his starry eyes confused, "But, you committed a crime that could punish three tribes, and the person behind it is not His Majesty, how could he let you go?"
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