Chapter 583: Escorted to Prison

Ah Wu and Ah Ji stood guard.

Zhao Zhao Hongyuan was dripping with sweat and oil, glowing with a dense layer of light in the sun, like a half-melted white wax figure.

Liang Qu leaned back in the chair, didn't answer, and raised his arm to wave.

The big constable bowed and approached.

"My lord."

"Have the rest been caught?"

"Don't worry, my lord, not one can escape! The Prefecture Judge gave the order personally; the Zhang, Li, and Chen families were all surrounded this morning. There will definitely be no fish that slipped through the net! After you gave the order, I had already sent people to pass it on."

The Zhao family had changed their name to Zhang and had been in Huangzhou for nearly two years. Their connections weren't deeply rooted, but they weren't shallow either, and they had gradually integrated into the local area. They had two "god-daughters" married locally, all to local big families.

After a while.

Wailing came from outside the door again.

The constables escorted the crying women and the men with weak legs into the room, gathering them in the courtyard. It was noisy and crowded.

Regardless of whether there was a problem or not, they were all brought to kneel in front of Liang Qu.

The entire courtyard became crowded and noisy.

Zhao Zhao Hongyuan kept his head down, not daring to look around, not daring to move, not even daring to shout injustice.

The Li and Chen family masters stood outside the door, waiting anxiously as if stepping on hot coals. They wanted to step forward to plead for mercy, but were afraid it was really some capital crime that would implicate them.

Liang Qu looked around.

Not complete.

One is missing.

"My lord, Du Ming has been caught!"

A shout came.

The villagers watching the fun outside avoided them like snakes and scorpions, clearing a path.

Two constables stepped into the room, holding a middle-aged man who kept begging for mercy, and threw him to the ground.

"Kneel!"

"Be honest!"

Du Ming, no, Zheng Xiang fell to the front, his palms worn and bleeding, rubbing out two bloodstains.

"Finally complete."

Liang Qu leaned back in the chair.

The key figure connecting the beginning and the end.

Zhao Zhao Xueyuan was easily frightened; after asking two questions, he revealed who was waiting outside Red Shanling.

"Steward Zheng, do you recognize me?"

Looking at Zheng Xiang, who was panicked and at a loss, Liang Qu asked again.

Steward Zheng?

A long-lost title.

The whole house knelt down.

Zheng Xiang realized something, panicked and sweating profusely, wanting to look but not daring to.

Liang Qu was against the sun, his shadow blurred, light and dark intertwined. The grandmaster chair was square, and the martial artists behind him stood tall, as high as a mountain.

He glanced several times, his brain dizzy as if suffering from heatstroke, and he felt fatigue for no reason. He wanted to breathe, but his desperately hunched body squeezed his lungs, unable to expand. After turning for a long time, he finally matched the charm of the painting he had seen earlier.

"Are you... the first-place winner of this year's Hunting Meet?"

"I thought a clever person like Steward Zheng would remember clearly, but I didn't expect you to have forgotten."

Liang Qu laughed.

"I am stupid, my lord, please forgive me, I am stupid, my lord, please forgive me..."

Zheng Xiang kowtowed and apologized repeatedly, the force truly ruthless, beating out red marks in a few moments, swelling up in a short while.

He remembered.

He remembered everything.

The fisherman boy!

It was that fisherman boy!

No one knew exactly what happened between Pingyang Prefecture and Huangzhou, but the fact that he was sitting here upright, and the big constable who was majestic in the government office was using him like a servant, already explained everything!

Zhao Zhao Hongyuan's hands and feet were cold, also thinking of the past, thinking of why Zheng Xiang had to force people to sell themselves.

The memory was long and not long, blurred and not blurred.

Liang Qu sitting here felt like a cycle of sixty years had passed.

Dazed, all kinds of emotions floated and mixed.

Zhao Zhao Hongyuan froze in place.

The white wax figure that was constantly melting solidified.

"I didn't come today to ask for an explanation." Liang Qu's expression was faint. "The scoundrel Zhang snatched my boat and robbed my grain; that was three years ago. If it weren't for a coincidence of coming to Huangzhou, I would have remembered Steward Zheng's face vaguely. Forget it, it was supposed to be a festive day, tie them all up."

"Yes!"

Thunderous noise in the courtyard.

Constables from all directions rushed out, capturing and tying them with ropes one by one.

Master Zhao, the Zhao family young master, the house steward—none were spared, all transferred and escorted one by one.

Wailing sounded again.

"Injustice, my lord!"

"I am innocent!"

"I don't know, I don't know anything!"

Only Zhao Zhao Hongyuan didn't make a sound, having a look of resignation.

Liang Qu looked at the Zhao family members in the courtyard.

Three sons, all Galloping Horse, many servants—if they were placed in a small town, where could there be an opponent?

To a small fisherman, they were even big shots who couldn't be touched.

In the blink of an eye.

Liang Qu looked at the blue sky and turned back.

"Are the Li and Chen family masters outside the door?"

"Does my lord want to see them?"

"Let them in."

"Yes."

After a while.

Two little old men followed the constable and asked carefully.

"I don't know how to address you, my lord..."

"Do you know what crime Master Zhang committed?"

The two shook their heads.

"Liu Liu Shouping!"

Liu Liu Shouping was alert, stepped out half a step, and talked about Master Zhao's past.

Learning that the Ghost Mother Sect was a remnant of the previous dynasty and that the Zhao family had colluded with them, the two old men were so scared their beards stood up.

"My lord, please examine clearly, we two knew nothing about the Zhang thief's past, and we never participated. We have always been doing legitimate business..."

"Whether you did or not is not for you to say." The big constable stood by Liang Qu's side, eagle-eyed. "In the next few days, government officials will come to your door. The Chen and Li families had better stay indoors, lest someone be guilty and flee first, or communicate secretly."

"Understood, understood."

"My lord acts fairly, we have no objections."

Involving treason, the two knew there was no room for negotiation, and the only thing they could do was perform well and let the matter pass as quickly as possible.

In just half an hour, the entire Zhao family was escorted away under the gaze of the Dushan Town people.

"My dear mother, they were just taken away like that?"

"What's the background of that young man?"

"Why does he look like a dragon crossing the river?"

"Dragon crossing the river? What dragon crossing the river?"

Dushan Town originally had two local emperors, the Li family and the Chen family. Later, the Zhang family came, and there was one more.

He really didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the local emperors of Dushan Town would become prisoners, not daring to let out a fart.

"Infinite glory."

The hunter who rushed back from Red Shanling held his longbow and envied him.

Frosty air, windy majesty.

A real man.

Evening.

Huangzhou Big Prison.

Zhao Zhao Hongyuan and Zhao Zhao Xueyuan looked at each other. ===== CHAPTER 584 =====

"Whether there is or isn't, it's not up to you to decide." The Chief Constable stood beside Liang Qu, his eyes sharp as a hawk's. "In the next few days, government runners will be coming. It would be best for the Chen and Li families to go out less, lest someone be guilty of a guilty conscience, flee in advance, or engage in illicit collusion."

"Understood, understood."

"My lord acts with fairness, naturally we have no further words."

Involving treason, the two knew there was no room for negotiation; the only thing they could do was behave well and let the matter be turned over as quickly as possible.

In a mere hour, the entire Zhao family was taken away under the watchful eyes of the people of Dushan Town.

"My dear mother, they were just taken away like that?"

"What is the background of that young man?"

"Why does he look like a 'dragon crossing the river'?"

"'Dragon crossing the river'? What dragon crossing the river?"

Dushan Town originally had two local tyrants, the Li family and the Chen family; later, the Zhang family came, and there was one more.

I really didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, the local tyrants of Dushan Town would be reduced to prisoners, not daring to let out a single fart.

"Boundless glory, indeed."

The hunter who rushed back from Chishan Ridge gripped his longbow, his eyes full of envy.

Frosty air and whistling wind.

A true man, indeed.

Evening.

Huangzhou Prison.

Zhao Zhao Hongyuan and Zhao Zhao Xueyuan looked at each other in dismay.