Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

Under the gaze of everyone, the soldiers of Dali Temple formed a fan-shaped circle outside the gate of the Magistrate's Court.

The crowd moved aside, and Fan Xin, wearing a dark official uniform, strode up to Scar and said solemnly.

"Where's Zhou Xing? Call him out."

The people in the Magistrate's Court were used to being arrogant. How could they take a Dali Temple seriously? Hearing this, the scarred official raised his nostrils to the sky.

"Who are you? You dare to speak out our Lord Zhou's name!"

"My official, the Young Minister of Dali Temple, Fan Xin, has something to do with your Judge Zhou."

"Tsk...I thought that a high-ranking official would have the feelings of a young minister."

Initially, Scar, the clerk, was still a little nervous. The other party who dared to openly lead troops to surround the Magistrates' House must have some background, and he did not want to be just a fourth-grade official.

Such people are nothing in the eyes of their magistrates.

After finding out the details about Fan Xin, the scarred clerk stretched out his hand and said impatiently.

"Our Mr. Zhou is dealing with big cases every day. Can you see them if you want?" He twirled his fingers twice.

Seeing this, Fan Xin said to his subordinates expressionlessly: "Zhang Huan and Li Lang, take out the things given to Zhou Xing."

"Yes, Young Master!"

The two of them walked to the bullock cart with fists in their hands, lifted the big iron box containing Zhou Jun's body, and dropped it in front of the steps.

Seeing Fan Xin delivering a large box weighing a hundred kilograms, everyone present was stunned with contempt in their eyes.

Especially the young officials standing around watching the excitement. At first, they thought Fan Xin would lead his troops and rush in directly to rescue people.

They had been making trouble for a long time because they wanted to bribe Zhou Xing to beg him to release him.

If this trick was effective, they would have brought Xiao Jing out long ago, why wait until now. ?

"Hmph, I thought that someone who dared to rebuke hundreds of officials was some kind of extraordinary person, but he is nothing more than that in front of the Magistrates' Council!"

"Brother Lu, please calm down. How courageous can a mere fourth-rank official be? It's just an exaggeration."

Compared to the young official's disdain, Scar's little official showed a smile.

Judging from years of experience, this large box weighing a hundred kilograms can contain at least ten thousand taels of silver, which is enough for them to squander for a few days.

So he said politely: "Fan Shaoqing, please wait a moment. The little man will go in and pass the message for you." After saying that, he winked at his subordinates, and the group walked into the Magistrate's Court carrying the box.

Watching several people leave, Liuzi said worriedly: "Master, cruel officials are rampant now. Are you not afraid of offending the old guy by sending Zhou Jun's body to the Magistrate's Court?"

Fan Xin put his hand on the sword and sneered.

"I have never been afraid of the Khitan cavalry. An old man is nothing."

"Today Zhou Xing will hand over Xiao Jing obediently, otherwise I will make him remember it for a long time!"

Recently, the Magistrates' Council has become more and more aggressive, arresting nearly a hundred officials in just a few days.

If you continue to allow cruel officials to flourish, there is no guarantee that they will not be targeted.

So he wanted to teach the Senate a lesson, and also tell Wu Zetian that reusing cruel officials is not a phenomenon that a country should have.

……

Magistrate's Court, room.

Zhou Xing sat on the Taishi chair and looked at Xiao Jing who was tied to the bed with a smile, his words filled with pride.

"How about Xiao Ge? None of the princes and ministers you invited dared to cross the threshold. You should be worried this time, right?"

Xiao Jing's pretty face snorted coldly: "I have sent out more than a dozen letters asking for help, and only two people came. Why are you so anxious!"

Although he said this, Xiao Jing's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

In fact, she wrote a total of sixteen letters, among which the most powerful person and the most likely to come to her rescue was General Zuo Weiwei Xiao Jianwu.

Next are the sons of aristocratic families such as Xu Zong, the Minister of Household Affairs, and Lu Junhai, the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple.

As a result, Xiao Jianwu did not come, Xu Zong and others failed one after another, and her hope of rescue became smaller and smaller.

Xiao Jing felt a sense of fear in her heart for no reason at the thought that her dignified former chief of the Imperial Guard would be a concubine for an old man and be toyed with by him.

"Am I really going to become a plaything of cruel officials?" Xiao Jing thought desperately.

Seeing that she still didn't give up, Zhou Xing said calmly: "Among the people who can save you, Xu Zong is the most powerful one, and the rest are all petty officials."

"I don't even show favor to the Hu Bu and the Youzhou Lu family. Do you think you will take them seriously?"

"You seem to have forgotten Fan Xin. He is a famous person who is deeply trusted by the Queen Mother." Xiao Jing forced herself to cheer up and said coldly.

"The famous person in front of the emperor?" Zhou Xing was startled and laughed.

"He is deeply trusted by the Queen Mother. Am I not a confidant of the Queen Mother?"

"Believe it or not, if there is a conflict between the two of us, the Queen Mother will definitely side with me!"

Regarding his position, Zhou Xing was very confident. Fan Xin only accomplished two things, but he helped the Queen Mother do many shameful things.

Which of the two is more important is naturally self-evident.

At this time, the door opened, and the scarred clerk walked in and said with a smile.

"Master Zhou, the young minister of Dali Temple personally sent ten thousand taels of silver to meet you."

"Oh? Ten thousand taels of silver?"

"That's right, the iron box weighs a hundred kilograms, at least ten thousand taels!" Scar, the clerk, affirmed.

When he heard that Fan Xin had sent a box of silver, Zhou Xing said to Xiao Jing with a mocking look on his face.

"Is this the reinforcement you have high hopes for? In front of me, it seems to be no different from others?"

"Come on, bring up the big iron box and let Xiao Ge Ling take a good look at how the man of the hour she admires surrenders to me!"

"Yes!"

Two cool officials rolled up their sleeves and carried the iron box into the room and placed it in front of the bed in front of Xiao Jing.

"Xiao Geling, please take a look!" After saying that, the two cool officials opened the lid of the iron box in one go.

Xiao Jing sighed secretly, feeling unspeakable disappointment in her heart.

She originally thought that Fan Xin was a bold and heroic man, but she didn't expect that he still chose to submit in front of the Magistrates' Council.

But just when she was ready to accept the reality and take a look at the white money.

Unexpectedly, a corpse with its head moved appeared in the box.

It looks like he is Zhou Xing’s godson, Zhou Jun!

There is no such thing as white money for filial piety.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Xiao Jing's lips, and she felt happy.

She just said how could someone who dared to angrily rebuke hundreds of officials in the court compromise with the Senate.

It turned out that he wanted to teach Zhou Xing a lesson.

The two cool officials were also stunned. They looked back at Zhou Xing and hesitated to speak.

They never dreamed that the box contained not money, but Master Zhou's godson!

Sensing that something was wrong with the faces of several people, Zhou Xing quickly walked to the box and looked inside.

After just one glance, he turned pale and fell backwards.

"Master Zhou!"

"No, come here quickly, Master Zhou has fallen!"

Zhou Xingyouyou woke up in a hurry. He first glanced at his godson lying in the box, and then said with an ashen face.

"Biaozi, gather all the brothers immediately. I will personally skin Fan Xin and avenge my son!"