Travel through the heavens

Fang Muye fell to the ground, shook off the blood on the knife, slashed the knife, and put it back into the scabbard.

He had no intention of taking action, but when he saw the four monks being driven away and only the woman with the fetus left to guard their rear, he suddenly became active.

Let's do it. Although we can basically kill this girl, but after all, I have shown my face. The four monks ran away again. When I turned around and told Yan Kong about it, a group of burly men blocked me in the yamen. I am all alone, and there is no one to help me.

Don't do it, this is such a good opportunity, Huang Qiying is on the line, and I am assisting next to him, so I can take the opportunity to sneak attack and pick up a kill. Killing this woman will save me a lot of trouble later.

Just as he was struggling with this, the woman on the tread happened to be so unlucky that she jumped out in the direction where he was. Her attention was basically all on Huang Qiying, and she jumped out regardless of anything.

Fang Muye couldn't help himself seeing the posture of the woman, so he jumped up and chopped off her head with one blow.

A very typical behavior: the hands are faster than the brain, the mind is still thinking about whether to do it or not, but the body is already very honest!

Huang Qiying jumped down from the collapsed wooden pavilion, and then saw the head and body of the woman in the fetal body separated. He couldn't help but frowned and asked Fang Muye who was walking over: "God, why did you kill her?"

Fang Muye was a little unhappy and asked, "Not killing him? Are you going to keep him for the New Year?"

After thinking for a while, he felt that his tone seemed a bit harsh, so he added: "Master Huang, eradicate all evil, otherwise if you let the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be endless troubles!"

Huang Qiying sighed, agreed with Fang Muye's statement, and said nothing more.

Suddenly remembering the bag that the four monks had thrown away before, Fang Muye hurried over and opened the bag, revealing a young and beautiful woman only in underwear. The woman must have been knocked unconscious by the incense.

Fang Muye stretched out his finger and pressed one of her acupuncture points. After a while, the woman woke up slowly. When she realized her situation, she couldn't help but screamed, and curled up on the ground, hugging her body, not daring to say a word.

Fang Muye consoled her, "Miss, I am the chief constable of Jiaxing Prefecture. You were kidnapped by thieves and it was Master Huang who saved you. Wherever your home is, I will send you back."

The woman was only wearing underwear. Fang Muye cut open her pockets with a knife, wrapped her body in a layer of cloth, and then sent her home with Huang Qiying. As for the body of the woman with the fetus, he did not care at all.

After leaving the grateful family, Fang Muye said, "Master Huang, it's late at night. I don't think Iron Monkey will show up. If you don't mind, why don't you stay at my humble abode tonight?"

Huang Qiying hesitated for a moment and said, "God, I appreciate your kindness. The Iron Monkey can only appear at night, so I want to guard it all night."

Fang Muye said, "Okay, how about this, when it's daybreak, you can go to my humble abode and have a good sleep, so that you can have enough energy to catch the iron monkey."

Huang Qiying thought about it, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you very much, God."

"You're welcome, Master Huang. My humble abode is in the middle of the Shiban Hutong, not too far from here." At this point, Fang Muye suggested, "Master Huang, you are unfamiliar with the place, so it might be difficult to find it. Why don't you come with me to get to know the place first?"

"Then I'll have to trouble you, God." Huang Qiying accepted Fang Muye's suggestion after just a thought.

At that moment, Fang Muye brought Huang Qiying back home, pointed to the east wing and said, "Master Huang, when you come, just go to the east wing and rest."

Huang Qiying replied: "Okay, Lord Shen, you should go to bed early. I will go and wait for Iron Monkey."

After Huang Qiying left, Fang Muye took the bedding to the east wing, spread it out, then washed up and went to bed.

The next morning, before Fang Muye went out, he took a special look and found that Huang Qiying was already asleep in the east wing with his clothes on.

After reporting to the yamen, Fang Muye went out with a few of his men to have breakfast and then returned.

As soon as he came back, a constable reported to him that a female corpse was found on the street last night. He waved his hand and asked the constable to deal with it simply, but he was thinking in his mind that Yang Tianchun should come today.

Sure enough, at about nine o'clock, Fang Muye, who was in the court, heard a noise coming from the gate of the yamen.

"Who are you? This is a government office. How dare you barge in?"

"Asshole, where is the prefect?"

"Stop! Stop!"

Fang Muye looked in the direction of the voice and saw two figures, one tall and one short, one sturdy and one thin, walking in unscrupulously, followed by two constables who were trying to stop them in a panic.

Although they had beards on their mouths and chins and wore glasses, they still looked a bit like Yang Tianchun and He Xiaolan.

Fang Muye sighed in his heart, are you guys treating me too much like an outsider, or are you not treating me like an outsider enough?

But he walked up to them and asked with a smile, "You want to see the master, do you have a post?"

Yang Tianchun took the cigar out of his mouth and blew a puff of thick smoke at Fang Muye. Fang Muye was choked and closed his eyes and started coughing.

He Xiaolan knocked Fang Muye's hat brim with the fan in her hand and scolded him, "Good-for-nothing, does the Imperial Envoy still need a letter?"

Yang Tianchun said angrily, "You used the precious fan bestowed by the emperor to beat this dog slave."

Fang Muye lowered his head and sighed in his heart: Alas, I should have cooperated with you in the performance, but I turned a blind eye. It’s not easy to be an actor!

Yang Tianchun pushed Fang Muye aside, took two steps toward the court, and said in a pretentious tone: "I am very familiar with this place. I come here every two years to inspect the government's achievements, you know?" He leaned close to Fang Muye's face to take a look, then quickly retreated: "You look unfamiliar, are you new here?"

Fang Muye smiled and said, "So you are the Imperial Envoy. I have only been here for the past two years."

I thought to myself: You look very familiar to me. If I continue to act with you guys like this, I should be able to debut as an actor.

Yang Tianchun said "hmm", and walked towards the backyard where the prefect lived with He Xiaolan in a swagger, and Fang Muye hurriedly followed.

Yang Tianchun kicked the door open and walked into the room domineeringly. Zheng Bafang, who was soaking in the bathtub, was startled and shouted in a weak voice: "Who are you?"

Yang Tianchun leaned forward and pretended to be surprised and asked, "You knew I would come." Then he took out his pocket watch and looked at it: "What time is it? Are you still playing with mandarin ducks in the water?"

Zheng Bafang was stunned by what he said, and muttered to himself, his eyes drifting towards Fang Muye behind Yang Tianchun.

Fang Muye nodded slightly and gave Zheng Bafang a look that said "That's the man".

Zheng Bafang immediately smiled, stood up naked in the bathtub, and said with an awkward smile: "Sir." When Yang Tianchun frowned and asked "Hmm?", he quickly reached out to protect his lower body.

Yang Tianchun ordered: "Show me the official document, change your clothes and come to see me immediately!"

Zheng Bafang awkwardly picked up the towel to cover his body and replied, "Yes, sir."

Yang Tianchun took the fan from He Xiaolan, unfolded it to reveal the four words "Gifted by Emperor Guangxu" on the back of the fan, and shouted, "I am busy with official duties, don't waste my time! Come to see me right away!" After that, he turned and left.

Zheng Bafang muttered "The fan bestowed by the emperor" and rolled his eyes. He called Fang Muye and asked, "Is it really the fan bestowed by the emperor?"

Fang Muye replied: "It should be."

Zheng Bafang asked again: "Have you ever seen his dragon seal?"

Fang Muye said: "I am of low rank, so I didn't dare to look."

Zheng Bafang cursed him as a "good-for-nothing" and turned to the concubines around him and shouted, "Hurry up and help me put on my clothes."

As Fang Muye followed Zheng Bafang, who had changed into his official uniform, into the conference room, Yang Tianchun, who was sitting on the couch reading official documents, snorted angrily and threw the document in his hand fiercely at Zheng Bafang's face.

"How can you be such a mess as a worker?!" He slammed the table in anger.

Zheng Bafang took a step back and humbly replied, "Please forgive me, my lord. I am not doing my job well!" He tilted his head and whispered to Muye, "Pick it up quickly!"

With a smile on his face, Zheng Bafang walked forward cautiously and asked, "Excuse me, sir, do you have the dragon seal of the retired emperor?"

Yang Tianchun half leaned on the couch, stretched out his finger and pointed at Zheng Bafang, teasing: "Huh? You have been an official for so little time that you don't even recognize me!"

Zheng Bafang just smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

Yang Tianchun sat up straight, pointed at a few detectives, and said, "Bring my briefcase here."

The constable holding Yang Tianchun's briefcase hurried forward and handed over the bag.

Yang Tianchun took the briefcase and opened it. He was so angry that he slammed the table and glared at Zheng Bafang and asked, "What's going on? Where is my document?" Then he took out a piece of white paper with a monkey drawn on it from his bag, held it in front of him and asked, "What is this?"

Zheng Bafang looked at the paper and exclaimed, "Ah?! Iron Monkey!" Then he looked at Fang Muye with a helpless look on his face.

Yang Tianchun asked loudly: "Iron Monkey? What is Iron Monkey?"

Zheng Bafang explained awkwardly: "He is the flower-stealing thief here, who rapes, robs, and commits all kinds of evil."

Yang Tianchun asked, "How can this be possible? There's a lot of trouble outside, and I haven't taught you a lesson yet. Now there are thieves in the government office. How can you, as a prefect, do this?"

Zheng Bafang was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground: "Please forgive me, sir."

In the courtroom, Yang Tianchun stood in the hall, slammed the gavel, and shouted to Zheng Bafang, Fang Muye and others standing below the hall: "Whoever stole my Dragon Seal, confess quickly."

Zheng Bafang also said anxiously: "Whoever stole it, hurry up and take it out!"

Yang Tianchun pointed at the people in the hall and said, "Don't act pitiful in front of me. I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it."

He Xiaolan, who was standing beside him, said in cooperation: "Sir, it seems that we need to..."

Before He Xiaolan could finish, Yang Tianchun stretched out his hand to stop her and said, "Hey, I have always loved the people like my own children."

He Xiaolan sighed: "You can't be soft-hearted towards these people."

Yang Tianchun didn't say anything. He looked at Zheng Bafang in the hall, stroking his beard as if he was thinking.

Zheng Bafang asked the master beside him, "Why do these words sound so familiar?"

The lawyer replied, "It's the standard talk in the court. Your Excellency says this every day."

Zheng Bafang suddenly realized: "Right, right, right!"

At this time, Yang Tianchun in the hall shouted, "You won't confess, right? Then I'm going to kill you as a warning to the rest!"

Zheng Bafang immediately stepped forward and said, "Yes, sir, you are wise!" He turned around and pointed at the others and shouted, "We should kill one to warn the rest!"

Yang Tianchun shouted: "Three Eyes."

Fang Muye, who had been keeping his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart, with his head down and no words spoken, walked forward when he heard the words.

Zheng Bafang said to him gloatingly: "I knew it was you a long time ago."

Unexpectedly, Yang Tianchun threw down an order, saying, "Give Zheng Bafang thirty lashes of the cane."

Fang Muye gave him a look that said "Are you stupid?" and said, "Sir, I have no choice." Then he dragged him out of the court, pinned him to the ground, and started beating him.

Suddenly, the only sounds left in the entire courtroom were the "bang bang bang" of hitting and Zheng Bafang's wailing and screaming.

Zheng Bafang could not bear it after being beaten with a few sticks, and shouted, "Oh, please don't hit me, sir, please don't hit me. I have a clue, sir, please wait a moment."

Soon, Zheng Bafang, supported by his master, returned to the courtroom with two wooden boxes, one large and one small, and presented them to Yang Tianchun: "Sir, do you think these documents are complete?"

Yang Tianchun took a look at the yellow and white things in the box and immediately smiled happily: "Hahahaha, you are really capable. You found the clue so quickly." He hooked his finger at Zheng Bafang and said, "Come here."

"Sir, it's me again?" Zheng Bafang walked up to Yang Tianchun in panic and stood there humbly.

Yang Tianchun leaned over and said in a different tone, "You are so smart, it is really unfair for you to stay here. I sympathize with you." Then he took a booklet from He Xiaolan and handed it to Zheng Bafang: "How about this, I will transfer you to another province, you can choose it yourself."

Zheng Bafang looked incredulous. He took the booklet and flipped through it, muttering, "Ah, choose it yourself. Then I have to pick a good place this time. I'll make a fortune. This spanking is worth it."

Yang Tianchun said to He Xiaolan: "Go back first and help me prepare for the journey."

After He Xiaolan left with the two boxes, Yang Tianchun leaned over and said to Zheng Bafang, who was still picking a place, "Prefect, you opened the warehouse to provide disaster relief, which is finally a good thing. I will report to the emperor for you, so go and give the order."

Zheng Bafang immediately understood what Yang Tianchun meant, and excitedly clasped his fists towards him, "Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" He turned around and shouted to the people in the hall, "Someone, open the granary and release the grain!"

At the Fengyi Granary in Jiaxing Prefecture, Fang Muye watched the yamen runners load bags of grain onto the carts and couldn't help feeling happy. It was worth it that he revealed the news of the governor's coming to Yang Tianchun and accompanied him in such a drama.

With so much food distributed, the disaster victims who fled from Haining finally no longer have to go hungry.

Thinking of this, Fang Muye turned his head and saw Yang Tianchun holding his cane and smoking a cigar comfortably, while Zheng Bafang was standing beside him and fanning him in a flattering manner.

Oh, tui, it's really corrupt!

"Sir, I will be transferred to Guangzhou next month. Can you give me some advice?" Zheng Bafang asked with a big grin.

Yang Tianchun thought for a moment and said, "Being an official has four open weapons and four hidden weapons. The open ones are returning favors, flattering, wooing, and sworn brother-in-law. If you are good at using these four open weapons, you will naturally be successful in the officialdom."

While he was speaking, he took off the rings on Zheng Bafang's hands one by one and put them on his own fingers.

Zheng Bafang looked at his empty fingers and frowned in pain: "Yes, yes, what about the four hidden arrows?"

Yang Tianchun stretched out four fingers, bent them one by one, and said, "Spreading rumors, ostracizing, framing, and putting the blame on others."

Zheng Bafang immediately felt as if he had found a treasure. He bowed and flattered, "You are indeed a master. I admire you very much."

Yang Tianchun pointed at Zheng Bafang and said with a smile: "You really have learned and put this flattery into practice."

Zheng Bafang laughed repeatedly and said, "I dare not! I dare not!"

Yang Tianchun added: "But you have to remember, officialdom is like a theater, so don't take it too seriously. Just think of it as a dream, and you can get by and benefit greatly from it." After he said that, he saw that the grain had been loaded and walked forward.

Zheng Bafang thought he understood what Yang Tianchun said, and said with a look of enlightenment: "Yes, Sanyan, prepare the sedan chair, and the master will be on the road."

Fang Muye hurried a few steps upon hearing this and caught up with Yang Tianchun. Seeing his delighted look, he couldn't help but whispered, "Don't be so happy. Your beard is almost falling off."

Yang Tianchun was startled for a moment and couldn't help but reach out to touch his beard. However, he found that the beard was still sticky and was not about to fall off.

He turned his head and looked at Fang Muye with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Fang Muye raised his eyebrows at Yang Tianchun and gave him an equally meaningful look in return.