YM778.TV Chapter 429: It’s Too Late
Chapter 429: It’s Too Late
Lu Sheng had always called him “Lord” in front of the rest.
Now, she was calling him “Brother” in front of everyone. It was obvious that these people did not know Chu Sihan’s real identity.
General Tang and the five black clouds looked at each other in dismay and then quickly corrected themselves with a smile, “Greetings, Young Master Chu!”
“Yes.”
Chu Sihan nodded slightly and looked at Lu Sheng with a smile. “How did you sleep last night?”
“Pretty good.”
Lu Sheng stood up and pulled him to sit beside her.
Ning Xiang looked at the two of them and asked curiously, “Are the two of you related by blood?”
She initially thought that the two of them were biological siblings, but looking at the way they interacted, they did not seem like biological siblings. Instead, they looked more like a pair of lovers.
“No!”
Lu Sheng smiled and shook her head.
Ning Xiang nodded.
After breakfast, the group continued on their way.
When they reached town, another day had passed. It was not until another morning that they finally reached Yong Fu Town.
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In the magistrate court.
County Magistrate Zhuo was tasting tea in the hall when someone suddenly came in to report.
“Magistrate, bad news. Those refugees have gathered at the town gate for some reason.”
“What?”
Magistrate Zhuo suddenly stood up and asked with a frown, “What’s wrong with General Tang and the rest? Why did they let these refugees gather at the town gate?”
“I don’t know what happened either. I only knew about it when I heard the guards report.”
Magistrate Zhuo narrowed his eyes and looked at the guard kneeling on the ground. “Seal the town gate first and send a pigeon to General Tang. Ask him to bring people to the town gate in the shortest period of time to chase away those refugees.”
The Crown Prince had yet to transport all his weapons. He could not spoil the Crown Prince’s plans because of those refugees.
“Yes!”
“Magistrate, bad news!”
Just as this guard agreed, another guard ran in.
Magistrate Zhuo frowned. “What happened again?”
The guard panted and said, “Those... those refugees... they... they entered town.”
“What?!”
Magistrate Zhuo walked forward and picked up the guard, asking angrily, “Why didn’t you stop them?”
In order to attract the merchants’ attention, they specially cut a path for them to walk around the villages.
There were many merchants in town now, and the Eldest Prince might have spies.
If anyone were to notice that the refugees had entered town and an investigation was carried out, the news of the Crown Prince building weapons would probably be leaked.
“I can’t stop them!”
The guard trembled.
Others might not know, but they knew very well that the person in front of them was not the weak Magistrate Zhuo, but a real killer.
It would be extremely easy for him to kill them.
“Magistrate, let’s think of something quickly. If we don’t think of a way, it’ll be too late.”
“It’s already too late.”
A cold voice was heard.
Everyone in the room looked up and saw a young man and a young woman walking in with a group of refugees.
Behind these refugees was a group of onlookers.
How could the people in town not know about the drought in the nearby village?
However, as they had been warned by someone late at night, even if they knew about this, they did not dare to speak casually.
The moment ‘Magistrate Zhuo’ saw Chu Sihan, he knew that there was no way to hide this matter.
He retreated, looking for an opportunity to escape before informing the Crown Prince.
However, before he could turn around, a long whip had already wrapped around his waist.
He took out his dagger and cut the whip.
Unexpectedly, not only did the sharp dagger fail to cut the long whip, but the dagger itself was dulled.
“Magistrate Zhuo, your dagger lacks heat.”
A clear and pleasant laughter entered his ears. Magistrate Zhuo turned back and saw that the person who attacked was not Chu Sihan, but the elegant girl beside him.
At this moment, the girl was holding the other end of the whip and looking at him indifferently.
“Who... Who are you?”
The Crown Prince had once told him that Chu Sihan had countless capable people by his side.
He did not expect to meet one today.
“The matter hasn’t been resolved yet. It doesn’t seem right for Magistrate Zhuo to flee.”
Lu Sheng tugged hard and Magistrate Zhuo was immediately thrown to the ground.
He grunted and jumped up. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and tried to escape with his qinggong again.
Unexpectedly, the long whip that was originally released wrapped around his waist again, and his body that was in the air was pulled back to the ground.
“I’ve already said that the matter has not been resolved. Why doesn’t Magistrate Zhuo listen?”
The girl’s voice was lazy and her face was still smiling.
“Defeat the wicked officials!”
Someone shouted and the entire government office was filled with this chant.
“Defeat the wicked officials!”
“Defeat the wicked officials!”
...
Even the citizens who had followed them over to watch the show started to raise their fists and shout.
Magistrate Zhuo laid on the ground and stared coldly at Lu Sheng.
He was a man of sacrifice and a chess piece that could be abandoned at any time. Hence, he was naturally not afraid of death.
However, he was afraid that the task would not be completed as scheduled.
If he did not complete the task, he would not only lose his life but also his family’s lives.
Back then, he had no choice but to become one of the Crown Prince’s men of sacrifice.
He did not ask for anything else, but only hoped that Chu Sihan would not discover that the Crown Prince had gotten someone to transport the weapons.
“What do you want?”
He climbed up and questioned Chu Sihan angrily.
“What do I want?”
Chu Sihan looked at him indifferently. “Shouldn’t I ask you this myself, Magistrate Zhuo?”
Magistrate Zhuo’s eyes darted around before he realized that his current identity was not a man of sacrifice, but the ‘county magistrate’ of Yong Fu Town.
He looked up at Chu Sihan and said, “Yes, for the sake of my political achievements, I hid the matter of the drought. Lord Chu, it’s up to you whether you want to kill or torture me.”
His tone was neither servile nor overbearing.
Chu Sihan smiled. “In that case, we’ll do as you say.”
He walked to the main hall and sat down. Then, he picked up the case file and slammed it on the table.
Regardless of whether it was Magistrate Zhuo, the refugees, or the whispering crowd, they immediately stopped talking.
The moment Chu Sihan sat in the court, his smile disappeared and his face became scarily stern.
Lu Sheng watched from the side and suddenly remembered the scene when she first saw him.
At that time, he was as unkind as he was now.
“Bring him up.”
His voice was deep and cold, with a suppressive aura.
The accompanying refugees were all dumbfounded.
Of course, they were more shocked by Chu Sihan sitting in that position suddenly than by the sounds of the case file being slammed on the table.
Along the way, everyone knew that Chu Sihan and Lu Sheng were not ordinary people.
However, no matter how hard they thought, they did not expect Chu Sihan’s identity to be so high that he could sit in that position.
He could even interrogate the county magistrate personally?
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