The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

Sure enough, it is like this again.

Feng Jiuqing gave Tianqing a look, and with Tianqing's help, he successfully stopped the shopkeeper, then went straight upstairs and opened several rooms in a row, all of which were empty.

"Boss, is this what you mean by the inn is full? What are the people living in these rooms?" Feng Jiuqing looked at the innkeeper with an expressionless face.

The shopkeeper looked bitter: "These are all reserved by the guests in advance, and they will arrive later."

Feng Jiuqing seemed to be thinking: "Really? Which guest is it? Tell me, I will go talk to him and see if he is willing to give it to us."

The shopkeeper didn't dare to look at Feng Jiuqing and the others, and lowered his head and said, "Sir, please don't embarrass me. This inn was supposed to be sold, but I haven't found a suitable buyer so I'm keeping it open. If I had known, I wouldn't have opened the door today."

"From your accent, you don't sound like a local?"

Feng Jiuqing suddenly changed the question, and the shopkeeper nodded: "I am from somewhere else, and I am definitely not from Suizhou."

"Why do you want to sell the inn?" Feng Jiuqing continued to ask.

"I am old now, and I have to return to my roots."

Feng Jiuqing chuckled and said, "In that case, why don't we make a deal? How about you sell the inn to me? That way we won't be staying at your hotel anymore."

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hands: "No, no, since ancient times, the people have never fought against the officials. If they knew that I sold the inn to you, they would definitely not let me go."

Feng Jiuqing could now directly show Mo Ling's status as a minister and use his position to pressure others, and the shopkeeper would not dare to do anything. But he chose another way. He pointed at Bingchen and said, "This man is a martial arts master. If you are worried, why not let him send you out of the city? Don't worry, he is also an official, and his position is higher than yours. You can't do anything to him."

"This is five hundred taels of silver. You can exchange it at any bank. It should be enough to buy your inn, right?"

"Enough, enough, can you really send me out?" The shopkeeper was obviously still a little worried.

Feng Jiuqing looked at Mo Ling, and Mo Ling nodded to Bing Chen: "Okay."

Feng Jiuqing pointed at Bingchen's knife and said, "To be honest, this is an official in front of the emperor. This knife was also given by His Majesty. I can kill first and report later. It will definitely protect your safety."

The shopkeeper has been doing this for many years and is knowledgeable, but he still has doubts: "Is it appropriate for such a high-ranking official to send me off?"

Feng Jiuqing lowered his eyes: "Being an official is to serve the people. If he can't even do this, he doesn't deserve to be an official."

There was some strange emotion in Mo Ling's eyes when he looked at Feng Jiuqing. If he didn't know that Qingqing was an actor, he would have thought that Qingqing must have been an official.

But that's not necessarily the case. Maybe Qingqing learned it from the Grand Tutor. That man always teaches people around him some strange things.

The shopkeeper finally agreed, and Feng Jiuqing and his companions stayed in the inn.

There were many empty rooms in the inn, so Feng Jiuqing and Mo Ling did not need to sleep in the same carriage as before.

Feng Jiuqing arrogantly opened a room for everyone except Li Ergou. After all, Li Ergou was a prisoner and had to be watched.

Feng Jiuqing looked at the system rolling on the bed and asked softly, "Are the beds in the inn so comfortable?"

The system rolled its eyes at Feng Jiuqing and said, "If you sleep on the roof of a carriage for a few days, you will find the bed in the inn more comfortable."

Feng Jiuqing picked up the system and put it in his arms: "Can't you sleep in the system space? Why do you have to sleep on top of the carriage?"

The system sighed: "How many years have I been in the system space? I didn't feel it before I had never been outside, but since I got this cat body, I feel that the system space is too quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel a little scary. I still prefer to sleep outside, even if it's not that comfortable."

Feng Jiuqing teased the system: "Okay, as long as you are happy."

The situation on the other side at the prefectural government office was not so peaceful.

"Clap!"

The teacup was smashed to the ground.

"You said Bai Yunjin and the others have already checked into the inn? Didn't I tell you to give those innkeepers a death order not to allow them to keep any guests today? Find a reason to capture that innkeeper tomorrow!"

Wang Jing was so angry that the wrinkles on his face were shaking. The master quickly responded, "Yes, yes, yes, sir, don't be angry. I will definitely get it done for you tomorrow."

Wang Jing's triangular eyes were filled with venom: "Also, transfer Li Dagou to the West City Mine tomorrow and cut off his tongue for me, so that he won't say anything he shouldn't say!"

"Yes!"

The master wiped the sweat from his head.

"No matter what method we use, we must make them live in our official residence or government office. Only in this way can we have the greatest chance of getting rid of Li Ergou. Otherwise, Bingchen is someone close to the emperor. With him around, we have almost no chance of getting rid of Li Ergou."

The master's eyes turned: "Sir, we can also find a way to lure that lord away. By then, it will be easy for Bai Shilang, a civil servant, to do something, right?"

Wang Jing thought for a moment and said, "Bring me some paper and pen. I want to write a letter to the higher-ups, asking them to take action. My position may not be high, but there are always people above me who can take advantage of Bai Yunjin."

The master gave a thumbs up and said, "Your Excellency is wise."

As soon as the sky was getting light, Bingchen sent the shopkeeper out to avoid any unexpected incidents.

Feng Jiuqing was sleeping soundly when there was a deafening knock on the door downstairs. Feng Jiuqing didn't want to care at first, but after the secret guard opened the door, Feng Jiuqing heard a loud voice: "Where is your shopkeeper? Tell your shopkeeper to come out!"

Calling the soul so early in the morning! Can't you let me sleep? Feng Jiuqing casually put on clothes and veil and went downstairs.

"You're looking for me?"

These men had knives on their waists and were dressed like yamen runners.

"Someone is suing you for not paying taxes. Come with us."

The secret guards protected Feng Jiuqing behind them, and if the yamen runners dared to take action, these secret guards could throw them out.

A hint of smile suddenly appeared in Feng Jiuqing's eyes, which were full of irritability after waking up: "Okay."

He walked slowly through the protective circle of the secret guards and stopped in front of the yamen runners: "I'll go with you."

"You know the current situation!"

Several people put knives on Feng Jiuqing's neck, tied Feng Jiuqing's hands behind his back and forced him away.

Feng Jiuqing signaled the secret guards not to take action, and then said: "Remember to tell my cousin that they took me away."

Several people looked at each other: "Yes."

"My cousin, it's useless even if I tell the king of heaven!"

Feng Jiuqing lowered his eyes and said nothing, nor did he argue.

Mo Ling went out at midnight last night and hasn't come back yet. Although he didn't know what Mo Ling was doing in the middle of the night, it was precisely because Mo Ling and Bing Chen were not there that Feng Jiuqing chose to go with the yamen runners. He was also very curious about what these people would do to the shopkeeper if he hadn't sent him away.

As expected, they were the local tyrants in Suizhou. They didn't even take Feng Jiuqing to court, but directly put him in jail. Not only that, they also said, "The master hasn't gotten up yet. When the master gets up, we will come to deal with you."

This attitude is as arrogant as it can be. Very good, very good. Feng Jiuqing's eyes are heavy. He will remember it.

These people locked Feng Jiuqing in an occupied cell, and the people inside looked quite fierce. Except for a short guy, the others were all big guys.