Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

The officer took the silver, glanced at his companions, and then lowered his head to look at the silver in his hand.

Yang Qingfeng understood instantly, slapped his head, and said with a smile: "Oh, oh, look at my brain, it's really confused. Come, officials, take this little silver to have tea, it's not a courtesy." As he said, he hurriedly handed a grain of silver to each official at the gate of the yamen.

Afan, watching from the side, felt incredibly distressed. You know, Yang Qingfeng used to detest bribery, and wouldn't tolerate even the slightest bit of injustice. But since returning from the capital, he'd become a completely different person, even resorting to such acts. Afan couldn't fathom what he'd experienced in the capital to have undergone such a dramatic transformation.

The official who received the silver didn't look any better. He said to Yang Qingfeng in a bad mood, "That little bastard is locked up in the prison. We brothers took the risk to let you in. Don't delay too long."

"Okay, okay, thank you all for your flexibility!" At this moment, Yang Qingfeng no longer cared about the noble character of a scholar for the sake of the black dog.

Afan, with Da Niu and Er Niu, followed Yang Qingfeng closely, but was stopped by the police.

"You stay here. Only one person is allowed in," the officer said. He gave Afan a disdainful look and muttered, "Really? You think this is a market? Anyone can come in."

"Afan, you and Da Niu and Er Niu just wait for me here." Yang Qingfeng turned around and gave the instructions, then hurried to follow Shangguancha.

A damp, rancid smell permeated the Jizhou prefectural prison. The official who had brought Yang Qingfeng to the jailer's ear whispered a few words.

After hearing this, the jailer looked Yang Qingfeng up and down, then reluctantly opened the cell door and said unhappily, "Go in, go straight to the innermost cell. I'll give you two minutes. If you're late and someone finds you, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

"Thank you, sir!" Yang Qingfeng thanked him and walked towards the dark depths of the cell. He knew that usually, serious criminals sentenced to beheading would be imprisoned in the innermost cell.

The cell was dimly lit, with only a few faint rays of light filtering through the narrow vents. With this tiny glimmer, Yang Qingfeng struggled to identify the path. Finally, through the gaps between the cell pillars, he spotted the small figure huddled in a dark corner.

"Black dog."

The little shadow slowly raised its head and looked at Yang Qingfeng, its eyes full of surprise: "Uncle Qingfeng, why are you here?"

Yang Qingfeng stood outside the cell, his brows furrowed, his tone rebuking, "Black Dog, how could you do such a foolish thing! You used to be a petty thief, and now you've escalated to arson! Do you know how many innocent lives will be lost because of this fire?"

Black Dog raised his head, chuckled coldly, and said slowly, "Uncle Qingfeng, don't worry. I only burned the restaurant, and no innocent people died. I only burned my own things. Does that mean I'm guilty of burning my own things?"

"What did you say?!" Yang Qingfeng's eyes widened in shock. He gripped the bars of the cell tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. "Juxian Restaurant is yours? Then how could you..."

Black Dog raised his head slightly, his eyes burning with hatred as he spoke slowly, "Since the Jizhou prefect, Liu Guozhong, arrived here, he's been robbing and plundering people wantonly. He set his sights on my family's restaurant, first making excuses and making things difficult for them. My parents and brother refused to yield and argued with him, only to be brutally murdered by him.

From then on, he intensified his efforts, gradually turning the entire Ji Province into his own property. He only reported 30% of the taxes to the court, and the rest went into his own pocket.

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingfeng's eyes were filled with shock and heartache. He hadn't expected that this young child could carry such a heavy blood feud. "So, if you do this now, aren't you walking into a trap?"

"Hmph." A resolute sneer curled up on the corner of Black Dog's mouth. "I've long been looking forward to being reunited with my parents and brothers. Uncle Qingfeng, Da Niu and Er Niu are two orphans I took in. Now, I entrust them to you."

Yang Qingfeng looked at the pitiful child in front of him, his heart aching. "Black Dog, don't lose heart, and don't give up. Don't worry, I will do everything I can to get you out."

"Uncle Qingfeng, after I die, I beg you to bury me on the small mound outside the Jizhou city gate. From there, you can see the Juxian Restaurant." Black Dog's eyes were filled with determination. "You should also leave here quickly. My parents were framed with false charges by the Jizhou prefect and ultimately died tragically. This place is too dangerous."

"Hurry up!" At this moment, the jailer ran in in a panic, looking nervous. "The master is coming soon. If you don't leave now, it will be too late. Please don't get us into trouble!"

Yang Qingfeng hurriedly walked out of the prison. However, after taking a few steps, he bumped into the Jizhou prefect's advisor.

Yang Qingfeng's heart tightened, and he quickly lowered his head and continued walking forward on his own.

Master Ben accidentally caught sight of Yang Qingfeng's hurried pace from the corner of his eye, and immediately shouted, "Wait!"

Yang Qingfeng only felt his scalp tingling, and he froze in place, his heart instantly rising to his throat.

The master slowly walked over, first looking at the trembling jailer, and asked, "What does he do? Why is he here?"

Beads of sweat rolled down the jailer's forehead as he stammered, "This...he...villain..."

The master turned his gaze towards Yang Qingfeng impatiently and said coldly, "You say."

Yang Qingfeng suppressed his inner panic and tried to lower his voice to sound calmer. He replied, "Your Excellency, my friend got into trouble. I was really worried about him, so I wanted to come and see him."

The lawyer put his hands behind his back, walked slowly around Yang Qingfeng, and asked coldly, "What's the name of the friend you mentioned, and what did he do wrong?"

When Yang Qingfeng heard this, he thought to himself that something was wrong. He secretly exerted force with his calves, and before his master could react, he stomped his feet and rushed out like an arrow.

The master immediately reacted and shouted at the top of his voice: "Chase him, quickly! Don't let him get away!"

Yang Qingfeng was using all his strength at this moment. He could only feel the wind whistling in his ears. He had never realized that he could run so fast.