In order to prevent Yangyang from noticing that he was going out late at night, he could only make sure that Yangyang was asleep first.

It is midsummer and the night is filled with the sounds of frogs and chirping insects.

Qin Haoran followed the path that Haozi had helped to find, and finally found the country cottage where Jiang Zhiang was imprisoned.

During these years in Tong County, he had friends in all kinds of unconventional circles, and he knew all kinds of secret information.

Not to mention Jiang Zhiang, he could even find an unknown hermit in the mountains.

Through the tightly closed window of the hut, Jiang Zhiang gently pried open a gap with the dagger at his waist, and the faint light in the room came in along with the sound of heavy breathing.

"Even if you beat me to death, I won't know anything!" Jiang Zhiang's hands and feet were tied to a cross wooden frame, and his face was already bruised and swollen, but it did not stop him from shouting arrogantly.

Opposite him was an old wooden table.

Beside the wooden table, a white hand with distinct knuckles was tapping the tabletop rhythmically, while the other hand picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, no emotion visible in his eyes.

Next to him stood a young man with a cunning and slightly dark face. He was Jiang Chi, who regarded Tang Yuwei as a god.

He has been running back and forth these days, and his skin has become visibly darker, but it still can't hide his fearless youthful aura.

Seeing him snorting coldly at Jiang Zhiang, he casually took out a red-hot iron from the brazier next to him, which made his eyes glow with a blazing red light.

"That's fine. Then we'll burn you into meat patties and throw you out to feed the wild cats and dogs!"

Jiang Chi held up the red-hot iron and walked up to Jiang Zhiang with a creepy smile, "Don't worry, this place is full of wild cats and dogs. Even if your skin is burned by me, those cute little animals still have the strength to eat you alive!"

Jiang Zhiang swallowed his saliva, and before he could open his mouth, he smelled the aroma of barbecue.

He screamed, "Ahhhh!" and an expression of extreme pain appeared on his twitching face.

Jiang Zhiang waited until the iron was completely cooled before he relaxed and threw the iron back into the brazier.

He clapped his hands and said to Jiang Zhiang calmly, "It's okay! Let's take it slow. We only have one spot now. It will take at least a hundred times to brand your entire body!"

After hearing this, Jiang Zhiang spat out the blood in his mouth and said arrogantly,

"General Tang, if I disappear in Tong County, His Highness Xuanyi will not let you off easily! Don't you think about the current political situation?"

Tang Yuwei shook his neck and put down the cup in his hand with a clang.

Before Jiang Zhiang could react, he quickly stood up and used the iron in the brazier to quickly burn Jiang Zhiang's right cheek.

Smelling the burnt smoke, the veins on Tang Yuwei's right hand holding the branding iron were exposed, as if he was trying to execute Jiang Zhiang on the spot.

Those bottomless eyes stared at Jiang Zhiang, "I'm in a bad mood today, you'd better speak nicely!"

"That's right. Our general is trapped in love today. If you continue to talk nonsense, you will be courting death. Even gods can't save you!" Jiang Chi immediately added.

Unexpectedly, he was so talkative that Tang Yuwei wanted to beat him up too.

Seeing Tang Yuwei glaring at him, he had no choice but to slap his mouth wisely, "Hey, hey! Look at my mouth!"

Jiang Zhiang was in no mood to care about these things. At this moment, he was afraid that he would feel pain even if he opened his mouth.

The moment the branding iron was torn off his face, he felt as if half of his face, including the skin and flesh, was about to be torn off.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" A faint voice finally came, "There is an account book for the transactions at Guxi Wharf. All the income and expenses over the years, as well as the people involved in the case, are all in that account book!"

"Where is the account book?"

"The account book is in my house. There is a secret compartment behind the bookcase in the study. There is an eight-treasure box inside. It's inside!" Jiang Zhiang opened his lips slightly, but he already felt the piercing pain.

After hearing this, Tang Yuwei glanced at Jiang Chi, and Jiang Chi immediately left the room, probably heading to the place Jiang Zhiang mentioned to find the account book.

There was something else on Tang Yuwei's mind that he had to ask, and this question was also of concern to the people outside the window.

"My friend outside the window, if you want to know, just ask yourself!"

Tang Yuwei walked to the window calmly and opened it. Qin Haoran's smiling face appeared in front of him.

Qin Haoran was slightly embarrassed, but Dan still joked, "Hello, General, why are you inviting me to tea so late?"

Tang Yuwei raised his eyebrows slightly, slowly returned to the table and sat down.

Qin Haoran took a step forward and climbed in through the window while talking to himself. Seeing Jiang Zhiang with his right face covered in blood on the shelf, he felt extremely happy.

Since he has expressed Tang Yuwei's feelings, he can just ask Tang Yuwei in person. I'm sure Tang Yuwei would want to know too.

He leaned close to Jiang Zhiang's face and asked, "Master Jiang, do you recognize me?"

Jiang Zhiang half opened his eyes and nodded painfully, "Remember, remember, it's you!"

"It was me. I almost died under your knife." Qin Haoran laughed at himself. "My brother asked you to do it, right?"

Jiang Zhiang heard this and shook his head weakly, "I don't know your brother!"

"Not my brother?" Qin Haoran was a little surprised, but then he thought, "Then who is contacting my brother? Who sent you?"

Jiang Zhiang opened his eyes with all his strength and murmured exhaustedly, "Who else could it be!"

"Hahahaha!" Qin Haoran suddenly admired his elder brother. His father had never liked his elder brother since he was a child because he was cruel and stupid.

He never thought that his elder brother would be so deliberate in order to obtain the Helan Family's property. "I really underestimated him. What benefits did he give to Yuwen Yuehua?"

Jiang Zhiang's face looked painful, and his voice became smaller and smaller. Qin Haoran had thought about this before, so Jiang Zhiang's words were not the answer to him, but the proof of the answer.

He turned around and looked out the window at the dark night. "He must have promised part of the Helan family's sheep pasture to Yuwen Yuehua, and collected a certain amount of rent every year. He also agreed to open the Helan family's commercial pass!"

The reason why the Helan family was able to become the richest family in the Rong Kingdom was that they owned the largest grassland in the entire Rong Kingdom. This was the root of the Helan family.

If his father were still alive, he would never allow anyone to promise the family grassland to Dapu.

There is also the commercial hurdle, which means inviting a wolf into the house!

He had secretly investigated all of this over the years, but he was not sure at that time.

Qin Haoran glared and asked fiercely, "Where is the blueprint of the agreement? Where is the customs clearance document?"

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