Zhang Ce hugged his fist to the upper right and said, "Today, in front of all civil and military officials, the emperor asked me to go to the prison to raise these three people to the court to confront Master Feng. Even if I have the courage to do so, I dare not disobey the emperor's will."

"Hmph" Feng Zheng snorted coldly and said, "Who knows if you transferred them in advance."

Zhang Ce did not argue with Feng Zheng anymore, but bent over and walked into the cell and carefully checked it inside.

Suddenly, a hard object was stepped on under his feet, and Zhang Ce sternly shook and bent down to pick up the thing.

When Zhang Ce took it to his eyes, his pupils suddenly contracted and he calmed down in an instant.

I saw a dark black waist card in my hand, which was inlaid with gold and powder on it to form a sloppy word "Feng".

It is obvious that this is a waist card specially used by the Feng family’s guards.

Zhang Ce held the black waist card tightly with his right hand, bent over and walked out of the cell, shook the waist card in front of Feng Zheng, and said, "General Feng, I believe you should know this waist card. What else do you have to say now?"

Feng Zheng's eyes frightened and he reached out to seize the waist card in Zhang Ce's hand.

Chuck did not ask him to take away the evidence. He held the waist card and turned his back behind him, and he took several steps back.

The officers and soldiers brought by Zhang Ce immediately stepped forward and protected Zhang Ce behind.

The officers and soldiers brought by Feng Zheng took two steps forward, and the atmosphere on both sides was extremely tense for a moment, almost reaching the point of drawing their swords.

Feng Zheng held Zhang Ce tightly with his eyes and said, "Just a waist card, it doesn't mean anything."

Zhang Ce spoke in a solemn tone and said, "Since that's the case, I'll bother General Feng and return to the court with me to meet the emperor and ask the emperor to decide on the matter."

At the small gate northwest outside the Taishi Mansion, a carriage that was too ordinary to be parked there.

In the carriage, there was a tall man wearing black clothes, and even wrapped his head and face with black cloth, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.

In the carriage, in addition to the faint fragrance of the Thousand Leaf Crust, there is also an indelible and rich smell of blood.

The man in black looked down at the ground of the carriage, and the three people who were fuzzy and covered with blood, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The man in black took a bamboo hat from next to the seat and put it on his head. The black veil on the hat hung down, blocking his head and face that had been wrapped in black cloth.

The man in black jumped out of the car and stepped forward and knocked on the small door three times.

Soon, the small door opened and Feng hurriedly walked out of it.

The man in black said: "Fortunately, he did not insult his fate."

Feng was overjoyed and said, "Where is my son now?"

The man in black turned sideways, pointed to the carriage behind him, and said, "Inside."

Feng was anxious and wanted to run to the carriage.

The man in black flashed, blocking Feng's way, and stretched out his right hand.

Feng glanced at the man in black impatiently, took out a bag of gold coins from his wide sleeves, and handed them to the man in black.

The man in black took the gold coins, held it in his hand and weighed it, smiled and said, "Thank you, Madam, I will have such a good thing next time, remember to find me."

A flame suddenly broke out in Feng's heart. What does such a good thing mean? Is this a good thing?

But at this moment, she didn't care about so much. She quickly ran out of the carriage and reached out to lift the curtain.

Suddenly, a strong smell of blood came over, and Feng almost fainted from being smoky. When he looked at it intently, he was so scared that he almost lost half his life.
Chapter completed!