At Dasheng Bay Wharf, Mr. Zhao used a telescope to watch the fleet in Wuxian slowly departing.

He also breathed a little relieved and smiled at Jiang Xueying and said, "You are so amazing. I'm so good. I'm telling you. Magistrate Yang is quite tactful."

"Brother is a ruthless person. Being a magistrate in Suzhou City is naturally well-informed and versatile," Jiang Xueying smiled slightly and said, "I know that brother is someone he can't afford to offend."

"What can I afford to offend every family?" Zhao Hao shook his head and said, "He was afraid he guessed our intentions and didn't want to trek into this muddy water."

"It's also possible." Jiang Xueying nodded slightly, covered her mouth and smiled: "The Kunshan Gunman Camp can find the bandit's nest in one go, which makes people unable to think about it."

"Let them want to go." Zhao Hao spread his hands and laughed: "Anyway, it's just such a coincidence. What do you think you should do?"

The two of them walked towards the village as they spoke.

At the entrance of the village, the prisoners were digging trenches under the surveillance of militia. Jinke was preparing to build a trench around the village and then build a wall to prevent the camp from being stolen.

Fortunately, there was a batch of tools like iron shovels and picks that Zhao Hao ordered for Kunshan before, otherwise this job would be really hard to do.

When I stepped into the village on the wooden boards on the trench, I saw Wu Ji's fellow soldiers and Kunshan militiamen repairing the barracks.

They took local materials, took off useful tiles from the abandoned houses at the end of the village, demolished the fairly complete doors and windows, as well as the blue bricks and square stones on the walls, and prepared to repair several rows of houses at the entrance of the village.

With more people and more power, half of the workload has been completed in just over a day. There are more than a dozen houses that can shelter from the wind and rain, so that the soldiers will not have to sleep on the boat tonight.

"Brother, sister, go and check it out. Have we counted our supplies?" Walking to the gate of the yard that is used as a warehouse, Jiang Xueying looked at Zhao Haoyingying for a blessing.

"Okay, girl, I'll go see how the prisoners interrogate, too." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile, and walked into the yard opposite the battalion department that was used as the Gunners.

As soon as Zhao Hao entered the camp, he heard a whimpering cry from the west wing.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Hao asked.

"Go back to the young master." The one-armed veteran on duty in the courtyard hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Capital Commander Jin is interrogating the boy named Liu..."

"Oh." Zhao Hao nodded, walked over and pushed open the door.

In the west wing, Liu Ji, the young master of Mr. Liu, curled up in the corner with his arms in his arms, and cried into tears.

"Young Master." Jin Ke and Tong Zigong stood up to greet each other with awkward expression.

"What's going on?" Zhao Hao looked at Mr. Liu curiously, it was so pitiful.

"This kid doesn't know if he is pretending to be stupid after asking questions." Tong Zigong said embarrassedly: "I scared him a little."

"Why did you scare him?" Zhao Hao sat down on the seat that Jin Ke gave up.

"Hehe..." Tong Zigong scratched his head, but was embarrassed to say.

"Young Master, from the perspective of subordinates, this child is afraid that he doesn't know much." Jin Ke took over the conversation.

"You don't know anything, what are you going to get involved?" Zhao Hao pinched a broad bean from the table and threw it into Liu Ji's head.

Xiao Liu cried and said, "My father asked me to come with Butler Wang, saying that he wanted my hero to save the beauty, wuwu..."

"You are like a bear, and you still want a hero to save the beauty." Tong Zigong licked his lips pervertedly.

Liu Yingxiong was so scared that his nose was old. Tong Zigong glared at him, and he quickly sucked back, which made Lao Tong laugh.

"So, Butler Wang knows everything?" Zhao Hao waited for him to laugh enough and then asked.

"Yes, yes." Liu Ji nodded like a pecking rice, and the fellow Taoist was dead. "He has been in my family for more than 20 years and is the housekeeper that my father trusts the most. When my father was in Nanjing, he had the final say in the family..."

"Take him down and get the Wang surname to come over." Zhao Hao waved his hand.

"Let's go, young master." Tong Zigong laughed and rubbed his hands forward. Liu Ji was so scared that he rushed straight into the corner of the wall.

"Is this guy okay?" Zhao Hao frowned a little when he saw it.

"No, it's just a bit perverted." Jin Ke thought about it and answered honestly.

‘That’s all right?’ Mr. Zhao muttered secretly.

After a while, Butler Wang was brought up.

I saw him holding his head with his hands on his back, his face was covered in scars, but he walked into the room calmly.

Well, okay, my hands are tied up because my hands are tied up...

However, when Mr. Wang is used to the wind and rain, he is naturally not as scared as a quail.

"This guy is very stubborn." Jin Ke whispered to Zhao Hao: "I tried it all night yesterday, but I didn't pry his mouth open."

Zhao Hao nodded and smiled at Wang Fugui and said, "What's your name?"

"Nothing can be told." Wang Fugui said calmly.

"Yu Liuke has all been recruited, your name is Wang Fugui." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "It is the butler of Liu Zhengqi, vice president of Dongting Chamber of Commerce."

"I am not Wang Fugui, and I don't know anything Yu Liu." Wang Fugui was obviously fearless and said lightly: "But my boss is indeed someone you cannot offend."

"Fuck, my young master doesn't even take Xu Fan seriously. What's your boss's fault?" Jin Ke spat.

Wang Fugui's mouth twitched, and his boss's backstage seemed to be Xu Fan's younger brother.

He said in a muffled voice: "Don't try to put a word out of my mouth anyway."

"How much does Liu Zhengqi give you?" Mr. Zhao asked with his hands on the back of the chair, holding his chin, "May you be so devoted?"

"What, do you want to bribe me?" Wang Fugui couldn't help but sneer: "Can you afford this money?"

"How can you know I can't afford it if you don't say it?" Mr. Zhao asked with a smile: "Tell me, how much does this master cost to buy you?"

"Hmph, a joke." Wang Fugui's eyes wandered a little, and then he sneered: "When someone is entrusted to someone, how can I forget my righteousness when I am loyal to you?"

As he said that, he straightened his chest and said with great spirit: "If you want to kill, just come on, just frown, and write the word "king" upside down!"

"Good!" Zhao Hao slapped the back of the chair and couldn't help but praise: "I respect you, you are a man! You must not let you suffer any more."

After a cup of tea, Wang Fugui was stripped of his clothes, leaving only a calf's nose, and tied it to the bed with a rope to form the word "Tai".

The ten militia each held a tuft of feathers and slowly scratched his armpits, soles of feet, navels, ribs, ears, etc.

Jin Ke covered his face and thought to himself, what's the use of tickling? Are the young masters and Tong Zigong the same type of people?

Unexpectedly, Wang Fugui just twisted his body and forced himself to hold on for a few breaths, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Once he laughed, he could no longer stop. Within the time of tea, he would have a spasm in his whole body and tears flowed from tears.

"Stop, don't, stop..." Then he sobbed without any chance. "Please, don't, stop..."
Chapter completed!