I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 138: Song-Mongol Conflict
This time, the return trip to the city took nearly an hour longer than the trip here because they had to escort the prisoners and guide the people who came in droves to express their gratitude.

Even officials like Ding Weizhong will be loved and respected no matter what the reason, as long as they do practical things for the people.

When the disciples saw these scenes, they would surely have all kinds of thoughts and reflections in their minds, and this is the meaning of worldly experience.

As they were about to reach the capital, Zhao Zhijing asked, "Master Guo, is everything going well with Gang Leader Huang?"

Guo Jing and Zhao Zhijing hit it off immediately after they met. They both admired each other's character and martial arts. They even thought about emulating their teachers and mentors like the Seven Heroes of Jiangnan and becoming sworn brothers.

But he thought of his sworn brother Yang Kang, who was a disciple of Changchun Zhenren Qiu Chuji and entered the sect earlier than Zhao Zhijing.

So this involves issues of seniority and hierarchy, which is really inconvenient, so we have to give up.

"I dare not. Just call Guo Jing by his name, Taoist priest."

"Before Guo rushed to Erlong Mountain, Rong'er had already made preparations. We can go directly to the government office."

Zhao Zhijing was naturally confident in Huang Rong's work, but he was facing the Gongping Sect, and he didn't know whether he could find any clues after all the twists and turns.

With the presence of the prefect, Lord Ding, entry into the city was naturally unimpeded, but it was unknown what Ding Weizhong was thinking at the moment.

The group went straight to the government office and saw Huang Rong and several disciples of the Beggar Gang, who had been waiting there for a long time.

Ding Weizhong finally got what he wanted and saw Huang Rong again. However, he only dared to glance at her halfway and then quickly lowered his head for fear of angering her.

"Master Zhao, Brother Jing!"

Huang Rong stepped closer and whispered, "The magistrate is already in the government office, just waiting to be summoned. Have you got the evidence from the Erlongshan bandits?"

Zhao Zhijing waved behind him, and Yang Guo came over immediately and handed the letter of evidence that he had kept close to him to his master.

Huang Rong, who was standing by, recalled the time when she scolded Yang Guo at the Jade Maiden Peak, and reached out her hand to gently stroke the top of Yang Guo's head.

"Let's go. After we deal with this dog official, there are more important things waiting for us!"

The news that Erlong Mountain had been breached and the bandit leaders had either been killed or brought to justice had spread throughout the city.

Common people rushed to tell each other, and teahouses and restaurants were packed. Many people in the martial arts world talked about it, saying that the thieves from Erlong Mountain deserved their punishment, and that this time they were able to provoke Hero Guo and Master Zhao of Huashan to take action at the same time, which was not unfair to them at all.

Different from the bustling atmosphere in the city, the prison in the city was filled with gloom and sorrow.

Lord Ding, who was surrounded by a large crowd when he set out in the morning, had become a prisoner with no one paying attention to him in just half a day.

"That judge is considered a clean force in the court, so he has always been at odds with the deceitful Ding Weizhong. He is also secretly collecting evidence, but it is not enough to bring him down."

"This time we have solid evidence that Ding Weizhong colluded with the Erlongshan bandits. We will definitely be able to punish him severely."

Zhao Zhijing listened to Huang Rong's complete description of what happened and learned that more than ten years ago, Guo Jing broke with the Mongols and assisted the Xiangyang defenders in resisting the Mongolian army, which made him and his wife quite famous in the court.

Huang Rong looked at Guo Jing and said helplessly, "Ding Daquan, Chen Dafang, and Hu Dachang are forming a clique in the court, and it has become quite serious."

"Ding Weizhong is a relative of Ding Daquan, and even the name Weizhong was chosen to curry favor with Ding Daquan."

"So it may not be easy to sentence Ding Weizhong to death."

Zhao Zhijing didn't care about this result. Coming from later times, he naturally knew what the Southern Song Dynasty was like at that time.

At this time, the three men were heading to the cell to dig out something from Ding Weizhong's mouth. Zhao Zhijing looked around to see if there was anyone around, and said, "Ding Weizhong has already lost his power. Even if the hand above is willing to protect him, it is impossible to leave him alive given the style of the Fairness Cult."

After Ding Weizhong and his confidants left the government office, Huang Rong sneaked in to search. Although Ding Weizhong acted cautiously, Huang Rong still found some clues. "I thought the Fairness Cult had shown signs of dying down in recent years, but who knew it was secretly reaching its dark hands into the court."

"It seems that Li Mochou and the Beggars' Sect's attacks on Mongolian dignitaries were intended to stir up conflict between Song and Mongolia, and then have these officials under their control fan the flames."

Zhao Zhijing and Huang Rong had the same idea and continued, "When the war between the two countries breaks out, the Fairness Cult will take advantage of the chaos to stir up trouble. Maybe they have already accumulated considerable strength and are waiting to bring about the zombie disaster ten years ago again."

The two of them talked back and forth, speaking very quickly and covering a lot of content. Guo Jing, who was standing next to them, could not always keep up with their thoughts.

It was not until he heard about the zombie disaster ten years ago that he said decisively: "No matter what, we can't let them succeed!"

At this time, the three of them were not far from the cell, so they stopped talking for a while. Huang Rong took out the badge given by the judge, and the jailer guarding the prison hurriedly let her go respectfully.

According to Huang Rong's arrangement, Ding Weizhong was held alone in the innermost part of the prison, with no other prisoners around, making it convenient to interrogate him.

When the three men came closer, Ding Weizhong, who had been stripped of his official clothes, was curled up in the corner of the cell. Hearing the footsteps approaching, he dared not look up.

Guo Jing knew that he could not be of much help in this regard, so he stayed a little further away to prevent anyone from eavesdropping or spying on him.

"Master Ding, we meet again."

Zhao Zhijing's tone was calm, no different from before, but Ding Weizhong found it particularly harsh.

"Master Zhao, Hero Guo, and Gang Leader Huang."

When Ding Weizhong saw that it was Zhao Zhijing and others who came, he was not so scared and responded.

"How you will be convicted is the court's business. I don't want to ask about it and I won't."

Zhao Zhijing got straight to the point and said, "I came here this time to only want to know one thing. You have been colluding with the bandits of Erlong Mountain for many years. Why is it that the profits are not evenly divided? Why do we need to get rid of them as soon as possible?"

Ding Weizhong smiled bitterly, "Master, why do you have to ask when you already know the answer? The more gold and silver they get, the more people they will recruit. When they become powerful, they will naturally not want to be controlled by others."

"Master Ding, you'd better tell the truth. I don't have much patience. If it was Gang Leader Huang who asked, he wouldn't be as calm as I am."

Ding Weizhong's expression and reasons were extremely sincere, but Zhao Zhijing didn't believe a word of it.

"How could Ding, who has fallen to such a state, still not know the strategies and tactics of Master Zhao? How dare I tell even the slightest lie?"

"I have dealt with people from the Fairness Sect before, and I know a thing or two about their poisoning techniques. Although I cannot crack them, I know that by combining internal force to stimulate them, I can make the poison take effect earlier."

Zhao Zhijing said slowly: "Once Lord Ding tries, he will definitely remember what is true and what is false."

Ding Weizhong was suddenly struck by lightning. He stared at Zhao Zhijing with wide eyes and was speechless for a long time.

When he finally came to his senses, he was unable to control his fear despite all his hesitation, and cried bitterly, "They took the initiative to find me."

"I will tell you everything I know. I beg you heroes to leave me with an intact body!"

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