"Speak, who sent you here!" Ming Lan had so people bring out a few chairs, and the group sat down in the courtyard, intending to conduct an inquiry on the spot.
However, Yang Chuxia overestimated these individuals.
She initially thought the interrogation would last until midnight, but as soon as she posed the question, the man with the beard shouted, "The governntal office sent us here, you’d better release us. The governntal office said you were rebels, and they sent us to capture you."
"We’re rebels?" Yang Chuxia was sowhat incredulous.
Ye Zi’an was also speechless, "Who from the governntal office sent you?"
"Who else? Our Lord Prefectural Magistrate." The bearded man seed unafraid and chuckled, "The Lord Prefectural Magistrate sent a letter, telling us to co and arrest you."
"Where is the letter?"
Beside him, the bald man who hadn’t spoken interjected, "It’s with ."
Ye Er stepped forward and rummaged through his belongings, and indeed found a letter. Ye Zi’an took it, glanced at it, and imdiately noticed an issue; the handwriting was similar to Prefectural Magistrate Song’s, yet slightly different, the penmanship was stiff.
"Do you know the person who delivered the letter to you?"
"How could we know? They’re just soone from the governntal office."
Ye Zi’an pondered to himself, who could be using Prefectural Magistrate Song’s na against him?
But regardless of who, this was just a pretense to exploit the situation.
"Darling, it seems I won’t be spending the night at ho for the holiday tonight."
"Do you want to accompany you?"
"No need." Ye Zi’an shook his head, "I’ll be back soon."
"I’ll go with you then." Mu Shaoling chuckled, "Just to take a look at how you’re handling things."
Ye Zi’an rolled his eyes in annoyance, is this to watch a spectacle?
Upon hearing Ye Zi’an’s words, Ye Liu and Ye Er swiftly stepped forward, tied these individuals together with ropes, and led them to Ning City.
Because they were moving with a string of people, it was sowhat slow, by the ti they arrived in Ning City, it was already the next evening.
Prefect Liu was anxiously fidgeting in his office, not knowing if there had been any success in Liao City.
Just then, Ye Liu brought people over.
He revealed the waist tag, "Lord Liu, my Lord Marquis invites you over."
Upon hearing this, Prefect Liu nearly fainted, his first thought was that his actions had been discovered.
But after considering, he realized sothing was off; if it was discovered, they would have co to arrest him, not invite him.
Thinking this, Prefect Liu steadied himself, "Yes, I’ll go right away."
Ye Zi’an was currently at the Song Residence, with Prefectural Magistrate Song nervously standing to the side.
"Lord Marquis, why have you co at this hour? Why didn’t you inform , so I could have greeted you?"
"Inform you?" Ye Zi’an looked at him peculiarly, "Inform you so you can escape?"
He continued coldly, "Song, you’ve got quite the nerve, haven’t you? Daring to send a group of bandits to murder ?"
"Lord Marquis, it’s a false accusation, even if you gave three tis the courage, I’d never dare!"
Prefectural Magistrate Song’s mind was in turmoil, thinking that the plan had actually failed. Failing was not the issue, but clearly it was Prefect Liu’s doing, why bla him?
Could it be that Prefect Liu turned him in?
"Lord Marquis, don’t listen to Prefect Liu’s nonsense, I didn’t do or say anything. It truly has nothing to do with , he orchestrated everything and falsely accused ."
"Nonsense, this plan was clearly yours!"
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