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Chapter Seventy-Nine

"Master Li, we are here, we are really here!" The magistrate looked through a small hole in the window and saw Wu Sixing coming from the house opposite. He was surprised and happy.

After hearing this, Li Wenshou calmly broke off a piece of snack and put it into his mouth: "Why did you come to my place to watch all night? He really fell into the trap...Did you knock on the door?"

The magistrate tried his best to look outside, and saw that the man was taking broken steps and did not stop in front of the door. Instead, he walked to the west side of the room. He stood up and winked at Li Wenshou, who nodded.

Wu Sijing slowly leaned against the wall and turned his ear to the window. Hearing the only sound of chewing inside, the magistrate spoke for a long time: "Ye Yongjia dares to target me in front of you, what else does he have?"

Can’t do it? The villain’s head is about to fall to the ground!”

Li Wenshou said: "Although I have many disputes with Tinglong, he is Prime Minister Liu after all. I just swallow my breath. How can I touch him?"

"But if Ye Yongjia is allowed to accomplish this great feat, he is already full of resentment. I'm afraid he will blame you for your 'incompetence in doing things' when he returns to the court. That would be too dangerous. Why don't you let your subordinates help you, strike first, and take advantage of the situation?"

Ye Yongjia will be killed here." The magistrate said through gritted teeth.

"All the merchants have objections to me. If I take Ye Yongjia away, the gun business will no longer be possible."

"There are many ways to do this. Those merchants still want to promote this situation, but they are afraid of being forced into a dead end by the court. Mr. Li should be gentle and appease them, and they will change their minds."

"That Wu Sixing has contact with both sides, what should he do?"

The county magistrate hurriedly said: "Sir, don't believe him! This man and Ye Yongjia are the same as each other. I heard that he opened a large shop in the city, and it was Ye Yongjia who protected him. I will be held accountable in the future!"

Wu Sijing heard everything clearly outside, and thought angrily: 'This guy really wants to kill me! Fortunately, I was on guard and kept the letter...' After thinking about it, he hurried back and took the branch.

Candle rummaged around the room and soon took out the previous letter. Seeing that the handwriting was still legible, she safely held it in her hand.

"Wait a minute, you two!"

The conversation between the two was interrupted by this voice. They turned around suddenly and saw Wu Sixing had opened the door and stood straight in front of them.

"Mr. Magistrate, the evidence is all there, you can't just talk nonsense!" Bishop Wu took out the letter in a panic and read it over in front of the two people. "Mr. County Magistrate, you have seen it yourself. This is your own handwriting! I

I keep it just so that I can one day join Li Shengzheng!"

Neither of them expected that he still kept the letter, so they looked at each other in surprise, which was a surprise.

Li Wenshou quickly thought of a response and said with a smile: "Sit down first and calm down. I believe the magistrate will not harm you intentionally."

"Master Li, I have always had a close relationship with him. In order to help him, I have done my best and never complained. Who knew that the county magistrate wanted to kill me to save his life? It is really chilling!"

"Are you telling the truth?" Li Wenshou turned to look at the county magistrate.

The county magistrate lowered his head: "These are indeed true. They are all the villain's fault..."

"Look, the magistrate has admitted his fault, so there is no need to argue with him anymore," Li Wenshou calmly comforted Wu Sixing, "After all, we have to work together to deal with Ye Yongjia."

Wu Sijing also came here to seek a living. He did not dare to be too arrogant, so he reluctantly said "yes" and made a deep bow to the magistrate to show his tolerance.

"Master Li, I can contact the public tomorrow and with a few words, I can put the responsibility entirely on Ye Yongjia without any effort on your part."

"We are not in a hurry," Li Wenshou waved his hand and vetoed the proposal. "We are taking the first step now and we will wait until the official documents from the court are handed over. Please leave this letter to me for safekeeping."

"May I ask what the imperial court means? I hope you can let me know in advance and let me know in advance." Wu Sixing asked while handing over the letter.

Li Wenshou shook his head: "The official document has not been opened, how can I know about it? The work of communicating with the court is entirely controlled by Ye Yongjia. I have nothing and I don't know anything."

"It seems that Ye Yongjia is really hateful."

"So when you have to deal with him, you must not be lazy. Well, Bishop, go back to sleep quickly. If you stay here for a long time, it will be a bad thing if outsiders find out."

Wu Sijing agreed respectfully, turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

"Although this letter disrupts Tinglong's plan, it is worth it." Li Wenshou threw a stack of letters to the magistrate and gave him a stern look: "Hurry and hand this thing over to Ye Shangshu.

Ask him how to deal with it!"

In just one night, the situation has already changed dramatically. The appearance of that letter made everyone feel that victory was within their grasp. Victory was like being rolled up from the center of the water to their feet by layers of big waves. There was no reason to refuse. The only thing left to do next was how to end it.

The problem still needs to be solved urgently.

But it could not confuse Ye Yongjia for long. He put the letter calmly into the kraft paper envelope, then walked out of the living room and handed it into the hands of Wu Sixing's servant.

"What is this?" The servant bent down to take the letter, and unexpectedly felt that the envelope was slightly bulging.

"The bread here is a reward from my officer. The negotiation on making guns is about to be completed, and they should be rewarded."

"Then I'll thank you, Lord Shangshu, for them."

"No need to thank me, go and come back quickly. Remember, let them come with the account books of each room."

"Yes!" Although this servant was Wu Sijing's confidant, he did not dare to doubt the intentions of the court officials and went without any hesitation.

"Master Magistrate," Ye Yongjia turned to him and said, "Please call all the soldiers over and wait for Wu Sijing to get up and arrest him immediately. No forgiveness will be tolerated!"

The servant arrived at the factory on horseback with the letter in hand. When the businessmen heard that the letter was from Ye Yongjia, they were so excited that they hurriedly came to the living room to greet him.

"May I ask why Mr. Ye sent you here?" Fatty Fanshang smiled and invited him to his seat.

The servant did not dare to sit down, so he presented the letter and said, "Master Ye knows that you are respectful and has specially rewarded you with something. Feel free to take it out and take a look."

Bearded man heard that it was a reward, so he naturally smiled happily, opened the letter and said: "You have done so many things for Wu Sijing, you are really a meritorious minister. If there is money, we will definitely share some with you!"

"How can I expect you to show me favor? I'm just a slave..." The servant bowed repeatedly.

"Let me take a look..." Xiushi was about to take out a piece of paperwork, but another piece of paper fell out, which suddenly aroused the whole room's surprise.

"Why...why is there another one?" Xiu Xiu stroked his beard and stared at the servant closely.

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