The Golden County Magistrate

Nine clans will be executed this autumn, which means that all nine clans of Zhao Changhe will be executed in autumn!

But let alone Song Zhixian, even the Minister of Heaven Cao Yu and even the Minister of Heaven Yu Du do not have this ability.

They can only act according to the law, and according to the law, even if Song Zhixian is beaten to death, Zhao Changhe will at most pay with his life, and will not execute all nine clans.

Could it be that the backer behind him is more powerful than all the officials?

Zhao Changhe slapped Song Zhixian twice. Even though he knew the consequences were serious, he was very happy and screamed hysterically: "Who are you, Song Zhixian? How dare you shout to kill my nine clans? Today, I must beat you to death, let's see how you can kill my nine clans! Come on! Bring the stick!"

One of the two guards immediately responded: "Yes, sir!"

He turned around and left the house, and ran to find a wooden stick about the thickness of his arm.

Zhao Changhe's eyes were red. He took the stick and hit Song Zhixian on the leg, knocking him to the ground first, and then hitting him again and again like raindrops!

Song Zhixian had never expected that he would dare to do it. He screamed and wailed in pain, rolling on the ground.

Yan'er, who was standing by, was extremely excited. She clenched her hands into pink fists and wished she could hit him a few times.

Lord Zhao actually got hard one day!

After hitting him twenty or thirty times, Zhao Changhe stopped. It was not because he had vented all his anger, but because he was too tired to hit him anymore. He sat down on the chair, panting and sweating.

The resentment that had been accumulated for many days was released in one day. The feeling was even better than a promotion!

"You...you're dead..." Song Zhixian was on the ground, covered in blood, dying, "Hit...hit me...His Royal Highness Yi...Wang will not let you go..."

He was beaten so hard that he was a little confused. He finally uttered the most important sentence while mumbling.

Zhao Changhe was originally very straightforward, but when he heard this, his whole body froze: "You...what did you say!"

He was a veteran in the officialdom, so he naturally knew that Song Zhixian came here because he must have someone in the court.

But he would never have thought that the other party's backer was Yi Wang Tang Mo!

Song Zhixian barely opened his eyelids and showed a vicious smile: "Are you scared? Haha! Hit me? How many lives do you have? Dare to touch Yi Wang's people!"

Zhao Changhe's face was pale, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

How straightforward it was when he was beaten, how scared he was now!

He also had a backer in the court.

But compared with Yi Wang, his backer was nothing!

The current emperor has three princes assisting him in governing the country, and Prince Yi is one of them.

Although he usually only holds the position of Jingzhao Yin, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a great influence in the court!

What's more, in addition to his influence on all officials, he can also influence the emperor's decision.

Tang Yun respects this uncle very much. It would be effortless for Tang Moru to deal with Zhao Changhe!

Bang!

The stick fell to the ground, and Zhao Changhe slid down from the chair and slumped to the ground.

"Ahem... Help me up..."

Song Zhixian knew that he had regained the upper hand, so he coughed twice and said something.

Zhao Changhe shuddered, climbed up tremblingly, and went to help him tremblingly.

Yan'er, who was standing aside, looked at this scene in astonishment, and her heart sank.

After being hard for less than a quarter of an hour, this guy became soft again!

As soon as Song Zhixian stood up, he slapped Zhao Changhe four times, so that the latter dared not fight back.

"You want to hit me, right? You two, beat him! Beat him to death!" Song Zhixian was still not satisfied, so he sat down on the chair and pointed at the two guards.

The two did not move.

Zhao Changhe gritted his teeth and hissed, "Why are you still standing there! Listen to Lord Song! Beat him!"

The two looked at each other, put away their swords, and walked towards Zhao Changhe.

Song Zhixian sneered repeatedly. These guards will eventually listen to him, the next prefect!

At this moment, a man's voice came from outside: "How sad it is to be a human being like this?"

As the voice sounded, He Dun walked in slowly.

Zhao Changhe looked ashen and his head was downcast.

In order to protect himself, he begged others to beat him, how shameful!

But he had no choice!

The other party's backer is the King of Yi. In the whole world, except for the emperor, there may be no one who can be more powerful than this backer!

Song Zhixian suddenly saw He Dun standing up. He was shocked at first, and then sneered: "I wanted to wait until the imperial edict came tomorrow to deal with you properly. Since you want to die in advance, I will fulfill your wish! He Dun, you colluded with Zhao Changhe and plotted to murder me. It's not too much to beat you half to death today? Haha! Come on, beat me!"

He Dun didn't even look at him, walked straight past him, and said casually: "He is so lewd that he cut off his life as a punishment."

The guards next to him immediately responded: "Yes!"

Song Zhixian, Zhao Changhe and Yan'er were stunned at the same time.One of the guards quickly walked up to Song Zhixian, raised his foot suddenly, and kicked Song Zhixian hard in the crotch.

"Ah!"

Song Zhixian was caught off guard, screamed and fell to the ground, wailing and screaming!

He Dun ignored him, walked to Zhao Changhe, and said calmly: "If you had listened to my advice and not let Song live in the mansion, how could there be today's disaster?"

Zhao Changhe stammered: "You... How dare you... He is behind... But..."

He An said lightly: "I heard it, it's Prince Yi, so what?"

Having already found out the information he wanted, there is no reason for this person to be arrogant.

Zhao Changhe was stunned. The other party's tone was that he didn't even take Prince Yi seriously?

No matter how powerful Chen Yan was, he was just a seventh-rank county magistrate. At most, he was the local emperor of Qingshan County. How could he compete with Prince Yi?

Yan'er, who was dumbfounded, opened her mouth and couldn't close it at all.

Zhao Changhe was frightened like a grandson when he heard the word "King Yi".

But He Dun was not afraid at all!

Could it be that he also had a backer behind him, and a backer that even King Yi was not afraid of?

"I... won't forgive you!"

Song Zhixian, who was holding his lower abdomen in agony, couldn't forget to swear.

He Dun turned his back to him and said, "Song Fucheng may not understand that it is because I allowed you to be so rampant. If you knew how to restrain yourself and not to cause harm, there would be no disaster today."

Song Zhixian screamed, "You... who are you, dare to..."

Before he finished speaking, He Dun made a gesture, and a guard stepped forward and kicked Song Zhixian on the side of the neck. The latter groaned, his eyes went dark in an instant, and he fainted.

He Dun looked at Zhao Changhe deeply, said nothing more, and turned to walk out.

Two guards lifted Song Zhixian up and followed him out.

When He Dun got outside, Yan'er suddenly chased him out, rushed to him, and said in panic: "Sir He! You shouldn't have saved Sir Zhao! You are in big trouble. The imperial envoy will be here tomorrow. When he knows that Sir Song is in trouble, you..."

He Dun interrupted her: "Don't worry, Song Zhixian can't touch me."

Yan'er was stunned: "What?"

He Dun put his hands behind his back and said: "Miss Yan'er is a smart person, please remember one sentence - be prudent and protect yourself."

After that, he walked past Yan'er without stopping.

Yan'er stared at him walking away blankly, her heart was in chaos.

Why is he so confident? Could it be that his backer is really not afraid of even King Yi?