Chen Mo and Wu Mountain came out with their arms around each other’s shoulders, hearing the passersby outside whispering. "Have you heard? The Qinghe Gang has been raided by the government office." "Ah? Really? I heard the Qinghe Gang and the government office were together. How would the government office raid the Qinghe Gang?" "Why would I lie to you? I just got back from the south of the city, and the government folks are still there." Wu Mountain was startled, quickly grabbed a passerby, and asked what had happened. The passerby was hesitant at first, but with Wu Mountain’s self-introduction, plus a bit of intimidation, the passerby suddenly shared what he knew. After learning that the Qinghe Gang’s leader Yang Wei and other major Hall Masters were killed, Wu Mountain was stunned. Not that he sympathized with them. Although the Qinghe Gang’s foundation and prestige couldn’t compare to the local noble clans, in Ping Court County, who would dare provoke them aside from the Magistrate? But now, from the leader to the Hall Masters, they have been wiped out. And the killer was just one person. Where did such a strong person come from? Chen Mo was focused on something else. He originally thought Chang Yuan would replace someone to take over the Qinghe Gang, but he didn’t expect Chang Yuan to send people to raid the Qinghe Gang. And announced the crimes of Yang Wei and the others, confiscating all the Qinghe Gang’s assets. While Chen Mo was puzzled about Chang Yuan’s purpose in doing so. After parting with Wu Mountain, Chen Mo heard the people unexpectedly praising the County Magistrate and calling Chang Yuan a Justice as he seemed to have guessed Chang Yuan’s purpose. The collusion of Chang Yuan with the Qinghe Gang, after all, was clandestine, not out in the open, and many people were not aware of it. Now with the Qinghe Gang’s incident, Chang Yuan not only could clear his relationship with them but also gain public favor by announcing it, and eliminating the Qinghe Gang as a cancer was a major political achievement as well. After the raid, the money of the Qinghe Gang was also obtained. It could be described as a triple win. As for colluding with the Qinghe Gang? Now everyone’s dead, no evidence, who can prove the Qinghe Gang and I were in cahoots? This move is called: you take the blame, I reap the benefits. Moreover, given the reputation of Yang Wei and the others, besides their families, no one would stand up for them. Thus, the government office need not endure the pressure of "public opinion." Even after the government office raided the Qinghe Gang, Chang Yuan could still secretly support someone to control the Qinghe Gang. Indeed, people who play politics have dirty hearts. The death of the Qinghe Gang’s leader and the seven major Hall Masters caused a huge stir in Ping Court County. The Li Family, Wang Family, and even the already declined Yi Family sent people to find out who the killer was. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩 Their action certainly wasn’t to avenge Yang Wei and the others. But to see if they could recruit that person. In a certain courtyard pavilion. Upon hearing the maid had prepared hot water, Xia Zhiqing lightly acknowledged. The maid came to take the screen, blocked around the bathtub, then withdrew. Seeing the maid leave, Xia Zhiqing lowered her head, unbuttoning the front clasps one by one, and circling her hands to her neck, she untied the bowstring to place the white lotus-embroidered dudou on the screen rack, revealing her alabaster skin to the air. Xia Zhiqing bent her knees, removed the jacket-skirt, with one hand above, one hand below, stepping onto the wooden step with her mutton fat white jade-like small feet, "splash," into the bathtub. Just when enjoying herself, footsteps sounded downstairs, followed by the voice of her younger sister Xia Zhining: "Sis, something big happened outside." Xia Zhiqing was suddenly startled, getting up to put on the dudou from the screen rack, saying, "Zhining, don’t come up, I’m bathing..." But before she finished, Xia Zhining had already come up and pushed the door in, saying, "Just in time, I just made a breakthrough, all sweaty, perfect to bathe together." With that, she bypassed the screen, seeing Xia Zhiqing about to come out of the bathtub. Xia Zhiqing was truly angry, giving a furious shout. But Xia Zhining seemed shameless, completely ignoring Xia Zhiqing’s reproach. "Sister, why are you so mad? Back in Nanyang, didn’t we bathe together every day? It’s not like you haven’t seen..." Saying so, Xia Zhining untied her belt, her clothes slipped off, revealing flawless, jade-like skin. She entered the bathtub, some hot water immediately overflowed. Xia Zhining pressed her sister’s shoulders, both sat in the bathtub, their white delicate shoulders surfacing, through the milky soup-like water, it seemed like you could see the glowing white fat. She held the jade bowl, muttering, "Sis, you seem to have grown bigger again." Xia Zhiqing scolded again, almost getting exasperated by Xia Zhining, but before she could finish, she involuntarily let out a light hum from her cherry lips. "Sister, don’t be mad." Xia Zhining acted spoiled: "I just broke through, I’m really excited, it won’t happen again." Noticing her sister’s anger gradually dissipating, Xia Zhining smiled, saying, "Sister, something big happened outside, the Qinghe Gang’s leader along with the seven Hall Masters were all killed by one person, it’s said the Qinghe Gang’s leader was an eighth-grade martial artist, and had so many men, so the person who killed him must at least be a seventh-grade martial artist. Sister, you’re right, the Great Song indeed has crouching tigers and hidden dragons, I originally thought in this small county, only Uncle Chang had a seventh-grade martial artist, didn’t expect there’s someone else too." Upon hearing this, Xia Zhiqing, from her initial astonishment, became gravely serious. Because of the intense front-line warfare, every seventh-grade and above expert had their own duties, as her father was a prefect, his every move was under scrutiny, thus could only send Guard Liu, a seventh-grade martial artist, to escort them to Ping Court County. It was thought a seventh-grade martial artist in this small county was enough, but now another uncertain seventh-grade martial artist shows up, Xia Zhiqing was worried about unforeseen changes. "Zhining, currently the identity of this killer is unknown, whether foe or friend is uncertain, from now on don’t always go out wandering, it’s not too safe." Xia Zhiqing said. "Alright, alright." Xia Zhining didn’t take it to heart, but actually wanted to see this "killer." Chen Mo bought glutinous rice, koji, flour, pork in the city. Also bought himself another pair of boots for changing. Bought rouge for his sister-in-law, a piece of copper mirror. To avoid attracting attention, Chen Mo put everything in a burlap sack, and left the city. By the time Chen Mo returned to Fu Ze Village, it was already dark. As soon as he entered the village, Chen Mo saw Zhang River pacing at the village entrance. "Zhang River, what are you doing here so late?" Chen Mo said. Seeing Chen Mo, Zhang River, who originally looked worried, immediately sighed with relief, and came up to him: "Brother Mo, you’re finally back." "What’s up?" Chen Mo frowned slightly. Zhang River rubbed his head, grinning foolishly: "Nothing, just saw Brother Mo you went to the city and haven’t come back so late, a bit worried." Chen Mo raised an eyebrow, patted his shoulder: "Have you eaten?" Zhang River shook his head. "Come over and eat together."