The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

If things are really as the emperor guessed, then this is the place where Ninggu County officials destroyed evidence, and there will definitely be someone here to monitor it.

Of course, perhaps the officials of Ninggu County were convinced that if the emperor and his companions left here, no one would come to investigate.

But for Zhao Chen, everything should be done with caution.

There were ruins everywhere in the ruins. I searched around but found nothing.

Cheng Chumo was a little frustrated, sitting aside and complaining to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen raised his head and looked at the ruins in front of him. He suddenly realized that perhaps the villagers were not prepared at all when they died.

So, I haven't seen any evidence.

Zhao Da, someone is coming here. Cheng Chumo suddenly shouted to Zhao Chen in a low voice.

Zhao Chen went over and saw someone walking in front of him.

After waving to Cheng Chumo, the two hid behind a stone wall that had not yet collapsed.

The visitor did not notice the two of them, but went straight into the village.

Zhao Da, who is this guy? Cheng Chu couldn't figure it out. Besides them coming here, who else would come to a place like this.

After all, external rumors say that a plague has occurred here.

Ordinary people would definitely avoid this place.

Follow him. Zhao Chen said and followed him from a distance.

He also felt strange that the person in front must have come here for some reason.

The two followed the man from a distance and soon came to a burned-out house.

Next to the ruins of the house, there is a newly erected tomb.

The soil is all fresh.

Uncle Zhang.

The two of them were squatting at the wall behind, and suddenly heard the man in front shouting to the tomb.

Then he knelt down in front of the grave with a plop.

This person knows the people in the village. Zhao Chen said.

Because of the news of the plague, no one dared to come here, let alone a new building built here.

Graveyard.

If Zhao Chen guessed correctly, this tomb should belong to the villagers in the village.

Could he be the one who escaped from the village with his life? Cheng Chumo asked.

Zhao Chen shook his head, but decided in his heart to capture this person later.

Then he made a gesture with Cheng Chumo, indicating that he would capture the man in front of him with him later.

Cheng Chu nodded silently, and then walked around.

Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry for you.

If it weren't for me, the villagers wouldn't have suffered such a disaster.

Uncle Zhang, your family will not die because of me. The man knelt on the ground and said to the tomb, his voice filled with sobs.

His head kept hitting the ground, and after a while, his forehead was already dripping with blood.

Do you know anyone in the village? Zhao Chen's voice suddenly sounded.

It made the man kneeling on the ground tremble.

Pulling out the dagger hidden in his waist, the man looked behind him fiercely.

Seeing Zhao Chen's young appearance, the man was stunned for a moment, and then he pointed the dagger at Zhao Chen.

Ma Zhiyuan's dog is indeed squatting here. The man said coldly.

He was waving his dagger to kill Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen frowned, turned slightly to the side, and hit the man on the wrist with his palm.

The huge force instantly shook the man's arm, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.

The man didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so skilled, so he immediately decided to rush out from the side.

Cheng Chumo had already surrounded him.

We are not from Qizhou Governor Ma Zhiyuan. Zhao Chen smiled, picked up the dagger from the ground and handed it to the man in front of him.

The man looked at the dagger handed over by Zhao Chen with confusion and fear.

I dare not reach out to pick it up.

We came from Chang'an to investigate the Qizhou riot. We received news that a plague had occurred here.

So come and take a look.

The tomb in front of you is only seven or eight days old.

Are the people in this graveyard villagers from the village? Zhao Chen threw the dagger back to the man and said slowly.

The man looked at Zhao Chen with some confusion, but the guard in his eyes did not relax at all.

The dagger in his hand was held tightly, it was the only thing that could bring him a sense of security.

If I were Ma Zhiyuan's man, I could kill you directly. .??.

Based on your skills, you are still no match for me.

Besides, if you want someone to avenge the villagers, just tell me the matter.

If they miss this opportunity, they may never be able to redress their grievances. Zhao Chen continued, with a calm look on his face.

The man listened to Zhao Chen's words.

He knew that Zhao Chen was telling the truth.

It was clear that he had attacked first, and with his own skills, it was not difficult to deal with five or six people.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to escape from the heavy siege.

But just now, the young man in front of him just turned slightly sideways and dodged his fatal blow.

He even knocked off his own weapon.

The man knew that if the man in front of him wanted to kill him, there was no need to waste time.

What's more, there is someone staring at him next to him.

Who are you and how can I trust you? The man was still uneasy and stared at Zhao Chen in front of him.

Old guy, don't be so shameless. We, Zhao Da, want to help you, but you are still here babbling. Believe it or not, I, Cheng Chumo, will punch you to death. Cheng Chumo yelled and cursed.

He really feels

Annoying the man in front of me.

Zhao Chen and himself both said they were here to help him, but in the end, the man expressed distrust again and again.

If Zhao Chen hadn't been by his side, Cheng Chumo would have punched him long ago.

Cheng Chumo?

Are you Cheng Chumo?

Then you are...His Royal Highness the King of Han? When the man heard Cheng Chumo's name, he slowly looked at Zhao Chen.

The man's eyes were filled with anticipation, and he stretched out a hand as if he wanted to grab something.

Zhao Chen glared at Cheng Chumo, then nodded expressionlessly: I am Zhao Chen, who are you?

His Royal Highness, the King of Han, is under the command of Ma Zhiqing, the captain of Qizhou Zhechong Prefecture. The man suddenly knelt down in front of Zhao Chen and revealed his identity.

Ma Zhiqing? Zhao Chen frowned and said, Who are you, Ma Zhiyuan?

Cheng Chumo also reacted and looked at Ma Zhiqing in front of him with a cold expression.

Report to the King of Han, Ma Zhiyuan is my brother, but I am not the same as Ma Zhiyuan. Ma Zhiqing and Zhao Chen said, their faces full of resentment.

Cheng Chumo was watching behind him.

He didn't expect that the man in front of him turned out to be Ma Zhiyuan's younger brother.

Zhao Chen and Cheng Chumo waved their hands, then sat down aside.

You and Ma Zhiyuan are brothers, why are you here again? Zhao Chen looked at Ma Zhiqing and said calmly.

Hearing Zhao Chen ask himself this, Ma Zhiqing smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly.

He said: His Royal Highness the King of Han does not know that in the past, Xianguan had a very good relationship with Ma Zhiyuan.

The Qizhou riot was planned by us.

Did you plan the Qizhou riot? Cheng Chumo's eyes flashed with astonishment.

The entire court believed that the Qizhou riots were a problem for the people of Qizhou.

But he didn't expect that it was Qizhou officials who took the initiative to plan it.

What’s the point of planning a riot?