Chapter 261 Who Told You to Settle the Account This Way?

In Bianzhou City, the drizzle that had been falling for several days finally stopped. At the ferry, a boat slowly approached the shore.

The boatman helped the prefect get off the boat. The wet air after the rain made people feel a little uncomfortable. He frowned, stretched his hands and feet, tidied up his official uniform, and put on his official hat.

Just as he was about to step in, several soldiers ran over. Seeing the visitor in official uniform, he hurriedly bowed and asked respectfully: "Where are you from, sir? What are you doing here? I am not asking you questions, but something happened in Bianzhou recently. The higher-ups have instructed that everyone entering and leaving Bianzhou must be thoroughly investigated!"

The prefect looked around and was about to speak when the attendant stepped forward and accused him: "Look carefully, my master is wearing a fourth-rank official uniform! The prefect of Chuzhou came to Bianzhou to see a big thing..."

Before the attendant could finish speaking, he was grabbed by the prefect and scolded: "Okay, I am the prefect of Chuzhou, but this is Bianzhou! You have to show off your power in a certain place! Get out of here!"

The attendant was startled by the scolding and quickly stepped aside. The prefect then asked in a low voice: "What happened in Bianzhou? I have something important to do to see the Imperial Envoy. I wonder if it's convenient?"

The leading soldier came closer and explained in a low voice: "It's about the Imperial Envoy. The Imperial Envoy was assassinated in Mingyue Tower a few days ago, and we are investigating the assassin."

"Ah?" The prefect's face changed, and he hurriedly asked: "Is the Imperial Envoy okay?"

"Yes, he is recovering from his injuries at the post station. I heard that he was seriously injured! If you don't have anything serious, please don't disturb him..."

Hearing that he was okay, he was relieved. It's good that he's okay, it's good that he's okay. If the Imperial Envoy can't take care of things at this time, he's finished.

After hesitating for a moment, he whispered: "It's not a small matter, it's a big matter! It can only be handled by the Imperial Envoy, please lead the way."

"Okay!" The soldier turned around and asked someone to bring two horses over.

The two got on the horses and galloped all the way to the post station. There were few people along the way, and patrols could be seen on the streets. The prefect couldn't help but sigh: The timing of the assassination of the imperial envoy was too coincidental.

Fortunately, he was only injured. If he died, I'm afraid the whole Jiangnan would have to turn over again.

In front of the post station gate, the prefect handed the reins to the visitor and walked inside without stopping.

After passing the middle yard and stepping into the door of the backyard, he saw Zhao Ju sitting side by side with Zhuque in the yard. He let out a long breath, adjusted his mood, and silently organized his words in his heart.

Zhao Ju had seen the visitor outside the door a long time ago, but he had just recovered some true energy in the past few days. He didn't want to worry about these official affairs, and just wanted to recover his strength as soon as possible, so he pretended not to see it.

Who knew that the other party had been standing outside the door, not coming in or moving, which was not a big deal.

He had to turn his head, pretending to be surprised, and asked: "Who are you? Why are you waiting at the door? Come in and talk if you have something to say."

The prefect was waiting for this opportunity, and hurriedly smiled awkwardly. He walked quickly to Zhao Ju and raised his eyebrows to signal.

"Her?" How could such a purposeful little action escape Zhao Jue's eyes?

He smiled and explained: "Don't worry, this Lord Zhu is the commander of the Jinyiwei, and he came here to protect me. If you have something to say, just say it."

"Okay." The prefect nodded.

After careful consideration, he lowered his voice and said: "Lord Zhao, I am the prefect of Chuzhou. I came to Bianzhou to discuss something with you."

"What is it? Just say it, no need to dilly-dally."

Chuzhou? Zhao Jue killed people there, so he still had some impression. Hearing the visitor mention it, he sat up straight with interest, wanting to hear what happened in Chuzhou.

Zhuque also put down his teacup and looked at the prefect.

Being stared at by two pairs of eyes, the prefect would be lying if he said he was not nervous, but things had to be said. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and told the details of the fire in the official warehouse.

"Fire?" Zhao couldn't help but stand up after hearing it, staring at the prefect with a surprised look on his face. He seriously suspected that it was not a fire.

I just asked you to settle the account, not to kill you. If you can't settle it, just drag it out. As long as it's until the autumn harvest, everything will be fine.

You are so good, the fire dragon burned the warehouse, right? Who asked you to settle the account like this? It's efficient, burn it first and then tell me, what? Are you worried that you can't cover it up?

The prefect said bitterly: "It was indeed a fire, not... I didn't set the fire! It was really accidental, not intentional!"

Zhao frowned and stared straight into his eyes, his face full of doubt.

I'm not a god, how do I know whether you did it on purpose?

He said disdainfully: "Then what do you say? Chuzhou and Chuzhou official warehouse are not under my control! Do you want to get rid of everything with a fire?"

Zhuque also stood up and looked at the prefect with a gloomy look. She didn't believe that there was nothing wrong with this fire.

But look at his timid and cowardly look. Let him set fire to the government warehouse, he wouldn't dare to put a knife on his neck!

"Hey, hey." Zhuque pulled Zhao Jue aside.

Looking back at the prefect, he gently reminded: "Old Nine, I don't think he has the courage, maybe... it's not him who set the fire."

This is fucking nonsense, Zhao Jue hugged Zhuque and explained close to his ear: "I understand! How can a fourth-rank official be bored and make fun of the three clans? But, this is none of my business, I don't want to take the blame for him, understand?"

Zhuque stretched out his hand to Zhao Jue's soft waist and pinched it hard, scolding: "Stay away from me, bite my ear if you want, and take advantage of me!"

"Ah!" Zhao Jue covered his waist and waved his hand: "I'm so rude, I'll pay attention next time."

"Do you want to have another chance?"

Zhao simply turned around and asked the prefect: "How did you do it? Was the government warehouse sealed?"

The prefect nodded and told him everything he had done. He asked carefully: "Please check if there is anything missing."

It was done well. Zhao nodded and sat back on the chair. He took a sip of the teacup and pondered whether he should do anything.

Looking at Zhuque who was drinking tea, Zhao put down the teacup and asked: "How is your injury?"

"It's okay, it's almost healed. My injury was not serious to begin with, don't worry, it's okay." Zhuque nodded and said.

"That's good..." Zhao held his chin, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long silence, he said with certainty: "Then call Baihu and go to Chuzhou together. The fire in the government warehouse is not a trivial matter, we have to go and take a look."

"Okay." Zhuque didn't even think about it and replied directly.

Hearing this, the prefect also breathed a sigh of relief. What he feared most was that Zhao Jue would just pretend to be dead and not care about anything. At that time, he would be helpless.

Before he could say anything, Zhao Jue waved his hand and said, "You should go back to Chuzhou first. I still have things to deal with in Bianzhou."

"I will leave later."

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