The Bandit’s Strategy

[Chapter 7-Mysterious Feelings] Empathy spontaneously.

Under Master Wen's gaze full of eagerness for "big punishment", Wang Tianhu was helpless to confess everything, including why he would pretend to be Zhao Yue, and also talked about it at the same time.

"There is still such a group of bandits in the boundless mountains?" Wen Liunian raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words.

"Zhao Yue is the Cangmang Mountain only a few years ago." Wang Tianhu said, "There are not dozens or dozens of gangs in the Cangmang Mountain. People from outside come to grab the ground, and no one can swallow this breath."

So in the first few years, on the Chaomu Cliff occupied by Zhao Yue, there was a fierce battle almost every once in a while, but then it became less and less, until finally the waves were basically calm-nothing else. , Because Zhao Yue's fight was really fierce, all of his brothers were desperate, and there was a man in white with superb skills beside him, who was said to be the second master in the stockade. The bandits who came to the Cangmong Mountains were mostly local ruffians, horse thieves and bullies. They were accustomed to bullying the weak. Now when they encounter someone stronger than themselves, they naturally retreat. After all, no one wants to die in this mountain.

But retreat and retreat. He was beaten up and made his nose and face swollen. Nine and a half of ten people have chest tightness. So when they go out to sweep the city, they will use the banner of Zhao Yue until his name is wiped out in the city. Only then did I feel bad.

But even so, Zhao Yue didn't seem to care, and even Chao Muya rarely left, let alone settle accounts or clarify. The more than one hundred disciples under his staff are also keeping their feet safe and guarding themselves, making the rest of the gang wonder how these people live on weekdays, can they not eat or wear clothes?

"Is there anything else that you know but didn't say?" Wen Liunian shot the gavel again, staring at the four sticks of "strict law enforcement" on the table.

Wang Tianhu didn't doubt that, even if he didn't say anything clearly, he would immediately be beaten to death in the hall by the prefect who loves torture.

But he really didn't know anything.

Wen Liunian thought about Master.

Mu Qingshan said righteously, "Never."

Wen Liunian had to sigh regretfully, and then said, "Come here!"

Wang Tianhu's legs tightened, and he felt a stream of heat rushing down.

Fortunately, the next sentence I heard was not "initiate a major punishment", but "take him into jail."

Wang Tianhu felt that it was a blessing to be put into prison at this time.

Dongfang has gradually revealed the white fish belly, Mu Qingshan sorted out the things on the table. Neither of them had any intention of being sleepy, so they simply continued to interrogate a few Xiaoluo, and found that what they said was almost the same as Wang Tianhu. It is said that there are many bandits in the vast mountains, and there are also ruthless characters, but Zhao Yue and Chao Muya have always been very calm.

"What do you think of Master?" Wen Liunian asked in the study.

"Now the evidence is unclear, and it is not easy to make a conclusion, but according to the results of the interrogation, Zhao Yue is considered to be an outlier in the boundless mountains." Mu Qingshan said, "It's not like a gang, but like a sect of Jianghu." It's just because of the choice of blood. Set up camp in the rainy place, and encountered a group of despicable opponents, that's why it was rumored to be the reincarnation of Yasha.

"I think so too." Wen Liunian said, "and he even gave the officer a steamed bun."

Mu Qingshan:...

"Although he is not a bandit, he has also been rooted in the vast mountains for several years. It would be great if he could cooperate with the government." Wen Liunian had a new idea. After all, there are dangerous peaks in the middle of the mountain, not to mention that they are recruits from the government, even if they are disciples of Tengyunbao, they will only suffer a loss if they rush into it, and if there is an internal response, the road to the bandit will be much smoother.

"That's right, but I'm afraid it's not easy to do it." Mu Qingshan said, "Listening to Wang Tianhu, Zhao Yue's character is very fierce and violent. Now I only want him to keep the current situation unchanged. Thank you for a thousand graces." How dare you expect the other party to take the initiative to seek refuge in the government?

"Very fierce and violent?" Wen Liunian squeezed his chin.

"I know that Zhao Yue once gave an adult a steamed bun, but this does not mean that he is gentle and respectful!" Mu Qingshan is decisive.

Wen Liunian picked up the picture on the table and looked up.

"This picture is even more inaccurate." Mu Qingshan continued, "It's all made up by the adults."

"Then try to talk to him." Wen Liunian said unwillingly, "maybe it will be useful."

"Where are you going to talk to him?" Mu Qingshan asked, one in the palace and the other in the vast city. No matter which one you want to go to the other side's territory, it is impossible.

"There will always be a way," Wen Liunian said, "Let me think about it for a few more days."

Seeing him with a thoughtful look, Mu Qingshan had a toothache for no reason.

It is obvious that Zhao Yue is the strong and brutal side, why always feel...to him a little sympathy.

It's really fascinating.

"Little bookworm." As the two were discussing, Shang Yunze knocked on the door outside, and just happened to see Mu Qingshan yawning with his mouth wide open when he came in.

"You haven't slept all night?" Shang Yunze looked at the faint cyan frown under his eyes.

Mu Qingshan said, "Yes."

Shang Yunze knocked on his head, "I knew that, I should have let you sleep with me last night!"

Mu Qingshan's expression stiffened.

"Is there anything else to do?" Shang Yunze asked.

Before Mu Qingshan could answer, Wen Liunian said, "No."

"Go back and rest soon." Shang Yunze walked out with people, "Have you had breakfast?"

"No." Mu Qingshan said.

"If you don't eat or sleep, you will become an immortal, right?" Shang Yunze glared at him.

Mu Qingshan said, "Before the Lord Shangbao came, I was just going to eat and sleep."

Shang Yunze was choked, and then simply led him out of the government office.

"Where are you going?" Mu Qingshan was puzzled. "The kitchen is in the backyard."

"Take you to eat something good." Shang Yunze said, "A thin handful of bones."

Mu Qingshan yawned, "But I want to sleep."

Shang Yunze:...

Mu Qingshan drooped his eyelids, indeed extremely sleepy.

The Lord Shangbao had no choice but to return with someone.

Mu Qingshan ate a bowl of porridge indiscriminately, and then half-closed his eyes to rinse his mouth and wash his face, took off his shoes and socks, got into the bed, and fell asleep in no time.

She was thin, and she woke up quietly, with almost no movement at all. Shang Yunze sat on the edge of the bed, pressing his lips with his fingers, as soft as his own.

So I couldn't help laughing, but I didn't know what I was laughing at.

It was probably a nightmare, Mu Qingshan shivered unconsciously, Shang Yunze patted him through the quilt, "Don't be afraid."

The young disciple of Tengyunbao was guarding outside the window and saw it accidentally, and was almost shocked to drop his jaw.

What is the look in the eyes of the castle master?

It's scary.

The news on Chaomu Cliff has always been well-informed, so in the afternoon, Zhao Yue knew that Wang Tianhu had led the man to attack the mountain, but before he could enter the city, he was caught in one fell swoop by the government, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at Lu Zhui, "As you expected. It's exactly the same."

"Now many gangs know about this. It is estimated that Wang Tianhu's lair has been looted." Lu Chase said, "This new prefect is really not easy."

"There is a good show to watch now." Zhao Yue said, "Unless they never go down the mountain, I am afraid that the consequences will not be much different from Wang Tianhu."

"If the flies at the door of the house are beaten, do you guess this Master Wen will attack us?" Lu asked.

"Then let him come." After Zhao Yue sat back at the table, he gritted his teeth slightly-just to clear the account of the portrait.

"My lord hasn't rested?" Within the government office, Mu Qingshan went to the study after waking up, only to see that Wen Liunian was still wearing yesterday.

"It's okay, save the evening together." Wen Liunian said.

On the table, there was a list of texts about the details of the gang that killed the Wang Tianhu bandit, and it was going to be posted early the next morning. Of course, in order to have a more soothing effect on the people, Wen Liunian swiped a big pen and added a picture to the back. It was Zhao Yue who was standing in the crowd, filled with outrage and counted the guilt of the gang, with one hand on his hips, very imposing.

Mu Qingshan was shocked, "Why can even adults paint now?"

"If you look at it a lot, it will naturally happen." Wen Liunian said, "it also saves the trouble of the painter Cao."

Mu Qingshan praised, "It's so lifelike."

"There is one thing I want to discuss with the master." Wen Liunian washed the wolf's hair clean, "No matter what kind of identity Zhao Yue is, it should be right that he has never been burned, killed, or looted in the city. The people have been passing him down as a bandit. No matter how broad-minded you are, you will feel frustrated as much as you want."

"Indeed." Mu Qingshan nodded.

"So taking this opportunity, I want to restore his reputation a bit." Wen Liunian said, "It will be easy to deal with in the future."

"My lord, what do you think?" Mu Qingshan asked.

"The people have always regarded Wang Tianhu as Zhao Yue. When seeing a real person this time, they should also know who should be accounted for." Wen Liunian said, "but the government still has to play some guiding role."

Mu Qingshan paused, and couldn't help but be curious, "My lord, is it going to start painting Zhao Yue again?"

Wen Liunian shook his head, "I won't paint this time."

Mu Qingshan was pleased, and finally changed his method.

Wen Liunian said, "Change to writing a story."

Mu Qingshan:...

Wen Liunian added, "This official wrote it himself."

Mu Qingshan was choked by the water.

Wen Liu is not old, but his time as an official is not short, because when he was fifteen, he was already a tentative tester for Hualang. The Emperor Chu allowed him to practice in the local area, and he was also preparing to recall people to the central government for important tasks in the future. . There is a poem and literature in the belly, and the literary talent is extraordinary. In just two hours, he has written a dozen sheets of rice paper.

Mu Qingshan helped him pick up the wick and picked up a page to read.

-The dark clouds on the horizon are pressing down, thunder is rolling, and a green-faced evil spirit emerges in the city.

Mu Qingshan took a breath, "I'm afraid it won't work for you to write this way." If Zhao Yue sees it, it is probably not a bandit who wants to kill.

"Master, don't worry." Wen Liunian continued to write like flying, "Zhao Yue is not an evil spirit, but a **** from the sky, this official has not written yet."

The plot is so tortuous, the people must be moved to tears.