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The next day.

News came from Chenjia Village that all the people had been captured.

Jiusu buttoned up her dress, which was white with an icy blue base, which made her look even cooler. Her black hair was casually tied up with a silver hairpin. She asked, "Is my godmother not back yet?"

Zitan sighed and said, "Not yet. I'm waiting for Chen Zhao at the gate of the government office day and night."

Jiusu's eyes flickered slightly. Her godmother didn't let her interfere in this matter. She said, "Go and give her some clothes in person. Remember to let the officials see it."

The fast horses arrived at Chenjia Village.

Qian Junjie was already angry. He had many ways of torturing people. After a while, they all told the truth. He said angrily: "The Zhang family is really brave!"

He ran outside with a whip in his hand.

It seems like he wants to beat the Zhang family into pigs.

Jiusu stopped him and said, "If you hit the county magistrate's relative, I'm afraid the Zhang family will turn around and send you to jail."

"Are we going to just swallow this?" Qian Junjie had always been at odds with Zhang Zhiyi. Now that he was on the right path, that bastard would definitely be jealous and want to bring him down.

The bastard's uncle was a salt seller, and when the two of them got together, all the bad thoughts in their stomachs came out.

Jiusu's lips curled up, a cunning look flashed in her eyes, and she said: "You throw these people in front of Uncle Zhang Zhiyi's house and apologize sincerely."

Qian Junjie raised his eyebrows, "A sincere apology?"

Jiusu said meaningfully: "If you are willing to sacrifice your dignity and knees and cry loudly, your enemy may become your umbrella of protection."

The door of Chen Zhao's house was closed.

The big red lanterns hanging at the door were also taken down.

Chen Wu and his wife hid at home and dared not come out, but they also made a lot of benefits from Chen Zhao these days. As long as they don't waste money, it will be enough for them to live a worry-free life for the rest of their lives.

But if they don't revel, they wouldn't be Chen Wu and Sun Mei.

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Qian Junjie drove the carriage to Zhang's salt shop. Along the way, he kept practicing. Thinking of Zhang Laogou's expression, he couldn't help laughing.

A group of people got off the carriage, which was very eye-catching.

What’s more, the group was led by the former bully of Su Ming County, and behind him were men in black tied with ropes.

He shouted, "Uncle!"

The middle-aged man who was lying in the rocking chair and drinking tea suddenly thought, could it be his good-for-nothing nephew again, coming to ask him for money?

wrong.

The sound is very wrong!

He stepped out of the stairs and almost dropped the small teapot in his hand.

Why is this thing?

"Hey, Mr. Qian, what brings you here?"

Zhang Shui was about to hug him warmly.

Unexpectedly, Qian Junjie gave him a big gift. The moment he knelt on the ground, Zhang Shui's cerebellum almost atrophied. His smile was stiff and he felt the strange looks from all around.

He asked awkwardly: "What are you doing?"

At this time, Zhang Shui saw the tied person, his face was red and green, very interesting, it was over, all over, why there was no news in the morning.

It turned out that he was caught.

Qian Junjie clasped his fists and cried, "Uncle Zhang, let's stop attacking each other and think about the country, the people, and all living things!"

Zhang Shui was so anxious that his face turned black.

But he couldn't pull this kid down at all. The scene of Young Master Qian kneeling down to him attracted a lot of people to watch. This is a busy city, and half of the people in Su Ming County would come here to watch.

"Mr. Qian, I don't understand what you are saying. Hurry up and get up. Is there anything you can't talk about?"

Qian Junjie raised his voice and said, "No matter how big the conflict between Zhang Zhiyi and I is, Uncle Zhang, you can't joke about fine salt. These people have already confessed that you hired someone to stop the ship. You should know that the emperor is very concerned about this matter! Lord Jiu wanted to tell Ju'an Hou, but I stopped him! I promised Lord Jiu that I would handle the conflict with Uncle Zhang. Can you give me some face?"

Zhang Shui was so scared that his legs went limp. This was too big a matter. Before doing this, he had never thought about being exposed. He just wanted to teach Yu Da a lesson so that he would not dare to provide salt to Jiusu.

Then this lucrative job fell on him.

He said with a guilty look on his face: "Junjie, you are still good to me. Get up quickly. I was wrong. I shouldn't have played such a joke on you. I will compensate for all the losses, okay?"

Qian Junjie lowered his head and pretended to count the losses.

"Three hundred taels, I think."

Zhang Shui took a deep breath, ordered his men to go back to the mansion to get the banknotes, and gave them to Qian Junjie, saying, "Junjie, please apologize to Lord Jiu for me."

Qian Junjie nodded, "Uncle, don't worry, I know you are a man of justice. With you around, no one dares to cause trouble."

Zhang Shui laughed dryly a few times.

When did he say such a thing? But everyone was watching the show, so he could only nod and say, "From now on, whoever messes with you is going against me, Zhang Shui!"

Only after returning to the backyard of the salt shop did he dare to show his ferocious look.

He smashed everything at hand.

Hei Kui knelt on the ground, his whole body aching, not a single spot was good. He said, "Master, I'm sorry, we made a mistake, they are too cunning!"

"Waste!" Zhang Shui roared.

Hei Kui was beaten several more times. He wiped the blood from his nose and said with his head down: "It's all He San's fault! He actually betrayed you. I will kill his whole family right away!"

Zhang Shui pulled the reckless man back and pointed at his nose and cursed.

"We just settled this matter, and you go kill someone? Do you think your master's life is not long enough? If anything happens to He San, it's my fault, even if you use your toes to think about it."

He asked, "You guys destroyed all the large quantities of goods today?"

If it was destroyed, then Yu Da would definitely not have that much salt, and he could then raise the price of the salt, or sell it to Jiusu at a low price to ask for a favor.

Hei Kui nodded, not daring to look the master in the eye. He said with embarrassment, "It's not salt, it's sand. We were lying in ambush in the water, poking holes in the bottom of the boat, but we didn't expect it to be sand."

Zhang Shui's eyes widened and he fainted.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and suddenly heavy rain began to fall.

Qian Junjie happily took the three hundred taels to Jiu's house and narrated the whole story in a vivid manner, embellishing it.

"Hahaha, I guess Zhang Shui must be fainted by anger now."

Jiusu smiled and said, "Use this money to help Chen Nianhai and his men repair the boat. Remember to hire a doctor for He San and send more people to protect He San's family. I'm afraid they will become desperate."

Qian Junjie nodded. Outside the door, Jiang Jing came with Song Wang.

In just two days, the case fell into silence, and there was no news about the woman in the mixed batch. Finding her was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Song Wang clenched his fist: "I can't find it at all."

When Qian Junjie learned about the case, he scratched his head and said, "Look for someone. I have a friend who is well-informed. I can go ask around."

I didn't expect to get the news in the afternoon.

He was afraid of delaying things, so he came from Chenjia Village in person to talk to Jiusu.

Jiusu was a little surprised, "In the flower house? It's been a month? Okay, I get it, apprentice, thank you very much."

Qian Junjie smiled happily, showing his two rows of white teeth.

"Master, it's my duty!"