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Zhu Xian forcibly restrained the furious Zhu Huo and said, "Go get the documents. I need to make some arrangements."

Zhu Huo gritted his teeth.

Yang He turned to Zhao Yushu and said, "Mr. Liu, you are still under suspicion. Please bear with it and stay in the prison with Master Zhu for a few days."

"Why are you still standing there!" Zhu Xian cursed, and Zhu Huo walked out angrily.

There are only three people left here.

Looking at Yang He who turned hostile immediately, Zhao Yushu shook his head: "Isn't it too obvious?"

"Time is running out, and I'm not in the mood to play cat and mouse with them. How can you shock the tiger without knocking on the mountain?"

Zhu Xian also shook his head: "My son is stupid and might do something irrational."

"You should be thankful that Zhu Huo is just a mortal. He can't cause much trouble even if he wants to. He just needs to tell everyone what happened here."

An hour later, the senior officials in charge of various affairs in Yuezhou received a series of work arrangements and temporary appointment orders from Lord Zhu, the governor.

The public was outraged and in this chaotic moment, if Zhu Xian was not there to preside over the situation, who could take over this mess? How much effect could an arrangement written in one hour have?

This Captain Yang is simply fooling around!

Zhu Huo was immediately surrounded by a group of people, and the details of Yang He's falling out were also exposed. When a group of people were about to go find Yang He to put pressure on him, Zhu Huo mentioned that Yang He was holding the leader's token.

Everyone was silent for a moment. After careful consideration, they decided to go talk to Yang He. At least they wanted to meet Lord Zhu and ask for advice on some issues so that Yuezhou could operate smoothly.

Yang He is not a dogmatic person, so he naturally agreed to this request, but the prerequisite is that you all line up and come to me for approval one by one, as there might be trouble if there are too many people.

The prison was not very clean, and Yang He was unwilling to come down, so he asked Zhu Xian and Zhao Yushu to lock themselves up in.

The two of them chose two relatively bright cells and lived next to each other. Zhao Yushu lay down directly on the straw pile on the ground and said, "Old Zhu, how are you doing as a guard? Did you know that the straw is moldy?"

Zhu Xian sat cross-legged on the ground: "A criminal, do you still want a soft bed and a warm kang?"

"This is called human rights. Prisoners must also have human rights. You, the Red Lotus Cult, still have a long way to go."

Zhu Xian didn't want to discuss such a messy topic with him: "Why do Captain Yang think that you and I can lead the murderer out?"

"Because I told him that I must have seen the murderer. Coincidentally, the old captain probably told the murderer that I had seen the murderer before he died. It's a bit confusing, isn't it? It doesn't matter. You just need to know that the real murderer would definitely not dare to come to see you because he is afraid that I would see him."

Zhu Xian frowned, "You mean, you deliberately let Huo'er tell others that you and I were locked up together? Captain Yang gave me very little time, so I couldn't arrange too many things. All the important people in Yuezhou have to find a way to come in and discuss government affairs with me."

"That's right, Old Zhu, you don't know anything but you're still so cooperative. You're worthy of being the smartest person in Yuezhou. Oh, in such an emergency, everyone who should come will come, except for one kind of person."

Zhu Xian closed his eyes: "Murderer."

The first person to come was a military man, Zhu Xian’s adjutant, and also an old subordinate of Zhu Xian before he joined the Red Lotus Sect.

He first confirmed that Zhu Xian was not imprisoned because of Yang He's power grab, then asked some questions about city defense and material supply, and finally Zhu Xian personally handed him the seal of the garrison.

"He's fine." Zhu Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, then Yuezhou's safety will be no problem."

The next person to come in was the person in charge of the water transport. Most of Yuezhou's material supply was by water. In this special period, except for the necessary supply of materials, other caravans that wanted to enter or exit had to get the signature and seal of this person in charge and Zhu Xian together.

Zhu Xian carefully looked through a dozen or so application forms, then discussed with the person in charge for a few sentences. In the end, he stamped most of them with his private seal, and after carefully giving a few instructions, he let the other party leave.

"Is Master Zhu always so busy?"

"One city, four gates, 70,000 households, 300,000 people. I always feel that I don't have enough time. I have been an official for more than ten years, and it seems that I have never had a day of leisure."

"Lord Zhu is a good official."

"I just want to leave a good name in history books."

Local officials in Yuezhou were constantly coming and going. Yang He ordered them not to linger outside the government office and to go back to do their work. Those who needed to come in should submit a memorial first and wait for Yang He to send someone to notify them.

The number of people coming was no longer so high, and the setting sun shone through the small window outside the cell. Zhu Xian's expression gradually became lonely and even a little sad.

"Master Zhu, have all the people who are supposed to come arrived?"

Zhu Xian shook his head and said nothing.

"As far as I can remember, there are at least two people who should be here, but they haven't arrived yet." Zhao Yushu stood up and stretched his muscles. "Let's wait until dark."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhu Xian immediately opened his eyes and turned to look towards the corridor.

"Dad!" Zhu Huo ran to the cell and knelt down. "Dad, Captain Yang didn't let me come until there was no one around. Are you okay?"

Zhu Xian shuddered: "No one left?"

Zhao Yushu sighed and pushed open the cell door.

Zhu Huo was stunned: "Yeah, hasn't everyone been here?"

Zhu Xian's voice trembled a little: "Where is your mother?"

"Mother? After hearing about this, my mother became so angry that she fell ill and is now resting in bed."

Zhu Xian lowered his head and said, "Mr. Liu, please show some mercy. I want to ask her in person."

Zhao Yushu nodded: "Where is the one in charge of money and grain?"

Zhu Xian raised his head, his eyes gleaming with ferocity: "She is a great monk, Mr. Liu, please be careful."

Zhu Huo finally understood what was happening. He ran over frantically and grabbed Zhao Yushu's sleeve: "What are you doing? What do you want to do?"

Zhao Yushu looked at Zhu Huo coldly: "Master Zhu, you are the one who will discipline your son."

Zhu Xian stood up, pushed open the prison door and walked towards Zhu Huo.

"Dad! He wants to kill mother! Dad!"

With a bang, Zhu Huo fell to the ground, his hands still tightly grasping Zhao Yushu.

Zhu Xian pried his son's hands apart little by little: "Parents love their children deeply, and sometimes they are deceived. She, she is not a bad person."

"I know."

"I will resign from my post as the garrison commander of Yuezhou, and retire to the mountains with my wife and children. If that doesn't work, I will serve in the army."

Zhao Yushu shook his head: "Master Zhu, I am just a scholar and have no right to participate in the internal affairs of the Red Lotus Sect."

Zhu Xian looked haggard: "I understand."

"If your wife has no life in her hands, I will plead with Yang He. As for whether he will listen or not, I dare not promise."

Zhu Xian let out a long sigh: "Thank you, Mr. Liu."

Zhao Yushu walked out of the sky prison. Yang He was holding a cold iron sword in his hand, with his back to the prison door. The last ray of sunlight fell, and the bright moon became clearer and clearer.

"Are you sure?" Yang He swung his hand and threw the cold iron sword over.

"One is Madam Zhu, and the one who manages the finances. I was wondering why Protector Zhou looks familiar. What's the relationship between her and Protector Zhou?"

Zhao Yushu caught the sword and looked up at the moon. Tonight was a good night for Yang He to take action.

"There was a pair of goddesses in Yunmeng Lake back then. They were extremely talented. If they weren't obsessed with power, they would have reached the eighth level. But now that I think about it, they might not have been obsessed with power. The elder sister became a guardian, and the younger sister controlled Yuezhou's finances."

Yang He sighed: "I really can't take it alone."

"You can ask me for help."

Yang He turned around and glared at Zhao Yushu: "Do you want to ask?"

"Of course I will, please."