Wang Gui's increasing respectful attitude did not attract too much attention from Changsun Hong. Anyway, this man always thought he was a relative of the county magistrate Wang Xuejin, and nodded obediently. At this time, his waist was bent a little lower and it was nothing out of line.

What did the prefectural and county magistrate ask me to do?

Changsun Hong was a little confused, especially at the moment when the assassination just happened, did he call him over and suspect that he had something to do with the assassin?

Can't?

With a little nervous heart, Changsun Hong followed Wang Gui out. When he passed by Ran Pu, the guy happily bowed to him.

"What's so happy about?" Changsun Hongda was puzzled.

However, Wang Gui relieved his doubts on the way.

"Brother Changsun is so brave!" He gave Changsun Hong a thumbs up, looking admiring: "That assassin is so fierce. You are the only one who is not afraid of hundreds of students in the audience. You dare to break the assassin's legs with an inkstone. If it were me, I might not be able to do it."

He licked his mouth with an excited expression: "You don't know. Afterwards, we went to examine the corpse. The man's legs were broken into two pieces. Brother, your hands are so dark!"

Changsun Hong looked at the police officers who were guarding each other and said humbly: "It's just a subconscious reaction, so why not mention it."

"Hey! Brother is so modest." Wang Gui said with a smile: "I have seen it all, and many people have seen it. If it weren't for your sudden delay in the assassin's movements, the adults on the stage would have time to hide. Brother, you are the adults' savior."

So that's the case. Changsun Hong suddenly felt relieved. He regretted it and didn't bring a few samples of Sai Wenkui. Otherwise, it would be not difficult to ask the officials to buy a few tons of paper as their life-saving benefactor.

"Then... where are we going?" Changsun Hong also laughed, most likely to go to the banquet.

Sure enough, Wang Gui said enviously: "Go to the magistrate's office, Lord Zong and all of you are there."

He looked at Changsun Hong with jealous eyes and leaned closer and whispered: "Brother, if you have the chance, please say a few good things for me and let me benefit you."

Changsun Hong was kind to you: "It's easy to say, how about it? Is Magistrate Wang asked me to go there?"

"Minister Wang was squeezed under the platform while hiding. You know, the platform is very high. Mainister Wang twisted his neck. He is watching the doctor at home now." The jealousy in Wang Gui's eyes became stronger: "It was Magister Zong who sent me to come to find you. They knew that you were a student of Lianxi Academy. I am very familiar with it, so I asked me to come to you. I heard that Magister Zong was also sent out after being ordered by Lord Li. Lord Li, the transferee Ambassador Li! A person who has mastered the heavens!"

Hearing this, Changsun Hong was also surprised. It turned out that Li Jie, the transferee of the four routes of Chuanxia, ​​wanted to see him.

When it comes to the most powerful figure in the middle of Shu, Li Jie is definitely the number one. In addition to the commander Gui Ruyuan, he can rank second, and he is stronger than Ma Bin, the prisoner.

What did such a rank-in officials do when they see me?

Changsun Hong guessed all the way, and followed a team of local soldiers to the prefect's office.

The streets were full of chaos, and the news that the literary club turned into the martial party had spread to the city with the fleeing audience. Groups of officials led local soldiers to set up checkpoints on the streets to inspect. Passers-by were stopped and searched. The shops on both sides of the street were crowded with people watching the fun, chattering endlessly. After all, it is not a trivial matter to dare to assassinate the imperial officials in broad daylight. It has not happened in mainland cities like Hezhou for a long time.

With Wang Gui leading the way, the road was smooth and soon the group arrived at the prefect's yamen.

The guards of the gate were replaced by the soldiers who were in charge of the commander's command. The soldiers with long spears and swords were obviously cruel. The local soldiers in Hezhou were driven to stand on the street, and they were timid and obviously had some fear of the soldiers.

Wang Gui bent over and said something to the leader of the leader with a smile on his face. The leader looked at Changsun Hong and asked a few words with a stern face. He looked arrogant and obviously didn't take Wang Gui seriously. Wang Gui's expression was very unnatural. He forced himself to smile and rubbed for a long time. The leader waved his hand and let them in.

After walking into the gate for a while, Wang Guicai looked behind dissatisfiedly and muttered vently: "What's so great? I'm a local snake here, a group of soldiers and gangsters, how can I be so arrogant?"

Changsun Hong asked curiously, and it turned out that Li Jie was furious and was extremely annoyed at the fact that he was almost succeeded by the assassin. He replaced the guards inside and outside the magistrate's yamen and replaced them with the wing army of the commander's commander. The big-headed soldiers were naturally not very polite to the yamen runners like Wang Gui. Wang Gui was angry, and of course he was unhappy.

"These gangsters can't fight with the Northern Barbarians on the border. They can't do anything except defeat the war. They are so proud of us now?" Wang Gui gritted his teeth. He bullied people on weekdays, so he had never been bullied: "If something hadn't happened today, how could they be arrogant? Bah!"

Changsun Hong nodded and looked back. The guards of the commander of the commander must be the best among the wing army. Judging from their appearance, they are strong. They are tall, strong and strong. Their vigor and vigor are not possessed by yamen runners like Wang Gui.

Although Wang Gui was whining behind the crowd, he looked down when facing the wing soldiers just now, he was definitely not pretending, but his natural reaction when facing the strong.

The soldiers of the Song Dynasty did not seem to be really vulnerable. The group of people guarding the gate could be considered sharp soldiers.

In the yamen, there were three steps, one post, five steps, one sentry. The soldiers of the wings were on high alert. The original state yamen officers were all called by the servants and sent to some peripheral posts. The backbone guards were replaced by those who were in charge of the commander.

Compared with the people at the door, these soldiers were only stronger and not weak. Wang Gui of the town didn't even dare to complain, and just walked with his head down. After a while, he came to the lobby.

The guards here are even tighter, with soldiers on all sides. There are three assassin's bodies in the open space in front of the lobby.

The two coroners squatted in front of the body to examine it. A man came towards him, stopped Wang Gui, asked, and waved his hand to let Wang Gui leave: "Leave this guy to me, you can leave now."

It seemed as if he was sending a servant, but Wang Gui didn't even dare to let go of his fart and retreated noddedly.

The man Yu led Changsun Hong straight to the lobby and ordered Changsun Hong to wait at the steps in front of the hall, and he went to report.

Changsun Hong was standing on the side of the three corpses. Two of the corpses were cut into several sections, and the pungent smell of blood made him unable to help but cover his nose.

Although it smelled bad, there was nothing to do at the stairs. Changsun Hong glanced sideways casually and happened to strip the corpse of his clothes. The right leg of the corpse closest to him had obvious wounds, and it seemed that the leg bone was broken by a blunt weapon.

He was also tall, and had arrows that penetrated the vest on his chest. Changsun Hong felt that this might be the assassin who was accidentally knocked down from the top of his head.

This glance made him look casually, but he squinted his pupils in an instant, something made him turn his attention away.

The corpse is muscular and has a bulging tendon, which is comparable to the bodybuilding champion in later generations. However, this is not the reason that attracts Changsun Hong's attention.

A woman's tattoo was eye-catching on the chest of the corpse, with colorful colors, occupying the entire chest and abdomen of the corpse.

The tattooed craftsman is a master. The woman holds a hoe in her left hand and a shovel in her right hand. She has a slender figure and is lifelike.

The woman, Changsun Hong, recognized that she was enshrined on the divine platform of the Salt Store in Lijia Village.

She is the God of Well.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!