Jackie Chan's Son-in-Law

I'll go see Chapter 108 sooner or later!

In front of several centurions, it was natural to bring them all in. Otherwise, given Chen Qing's recent entry into the Zhenfu Division and his single-handed handling of such a large undertaking, even with Commander Yan and Prince Jiang present, the centurions might not say anything openly, but who knows what they might think in their hearts.

Commander Yan left a hundred men outside the manor before leaving with Prince Jiang and several other centurions.

Not long after he left, Yan Cong, covered in blood, emerged from He Family Village. He walked all the way to Chen Qing, still reeking of blood.

"Brother Zizheng."

He clasped his hands in a fist salute, his face serious: "It's almost done inside. We've captured the bandit leader, Bai Sanping, alive."

Upon hearing the word "living," Chen Qing breathed a slight sigh of relief.

To crack down on the White Lotus Sect, it's impossible to rely solely on the manor where the hermitage is located and the brothel in the city. The most important thing is to capture Bai Sanping and other mid- to high-ranking members of the White Lotus Sect and extract more useful information from them.

Following this lead, we can deliver a crushing blow to the White Lotus Sect, keeping them quiet for at least ten or twenty years.

"it is good."

Chen Qing looked at him and asked with a smile, "Brother, are you hurt?"

Yan Cong shook his head.

"These are just chickens and dogs; they can't hurt us."

Although there are many extraordinary individuals within the White Lotus Sect, such as Mu Xianniang who possesses some martial arts skills, the majority of its followers are ordinary people without any martial arts abilities.

Those who can leap high and sweep away the government officials and soldiers like in martial arts novels are extremely rare.

In fact, let alone the elite troops of the Imperial Guard, even a random soldier from the Imperial Guard could easily defeat the vast majority of White Lotus followers.

Moreover, even someone like Mu Xianniang, who had practiced martial arts since childhood, couldn't withstand a single round of crossbow fire.

In fact, even if she hadn't been hit by the crossbow bolt, she would have had no chance of escaping if surrounded by five or six elite guards.

The machinery of violence has always been in the hands of the government.

It was precisely for this reason that Chen Qing dared to venture in alone just now, and only after confirming that Bai Sanping was there did he retreat.

He knew very well that the White Lotus Sect had no truly powerful figures; their only advantage was their large numbers.

Chen Qing nodded, turned to look at Mu Xianniang beside him, and said, "Brother Yan, Commander Yan just said that this woman cannot be detained in the Imperial Prison for the time being. I would like to trouble you to send two people to my residence and hand her over to Uncle Gu so that he can treat her injuries."

Yan Cong was taken aback and asked, "Does the master also know how to heal injuries?"

"meeting."

Chen Qing said, "When Uncle Gu was young, he was a doctor with excellent medical skills, especially in treating external injuries."

Anrentang's most famous exclusive product is actually Gu's external injury powder. Anrentang sprinkles it on white cloth to make medicated cloths for sale, and the effect is outstanding.

The reason the Gu family was able to rise to prominence in their early years was largely because the Ministry of War had purchased large quantities of this kind of external wound powder.

Yan Cong did not hesitate. He summoned two strongmen from the Zhenfu Division and ordered, "Take this woman to the Gu family in the fourth alley of the city."

Two strongmen in brocade robes were about to help Mu Xianniang when they heard this. Mu Xianniang, who had lost a lot of blood and was already pale, looked up at Chen Qing and her voice was weak.

"Young Master Chen, what are your plans regarding the children in this courtyard?"

Chen Qing raised an eyebrow and said, "The Zhenfu Division will naturally take care of them. If the Zhenfu Division has nowhere to put them, I will take them into the bookstore."

"Miss Mu, don't worry about these things. What you need to do now is survive."

During this period, the Zhenfu Division has investigated and found that, roughly estimated, there are nearly a hundred disabled children in Hejiazhuang, and another dozen or twenty children who have not yet been harmed by them.

If the Zhenfu Division doesn't provide for these children, Chen Qing will find a way to do so. Over time, they can all become his helpers.

After saying this, Chen Qing clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute: "Thank you both for your trouble."

The two strongmen in brocade robes quickly returned the greeting with clasped hands, then found a stretcher and carried Mu Xianniang away from Hejia Village.

Chen Qing took off his outer garment, took out a black cloth from his pocket, covered his face, and tidied his hair before walking briskly towards He Family Village with Yan Cong.

For the sake of future safety, Chen Qing's identity cannot be exposed for the time being. In other words, anyone who saw him tonight must be dealt with by the Zhenfu Division or imprisoned in the imperial prison.

Although the area was completely under the control of the Zhenfu Division, he still covered his face just in case, and to save the Zhenfu Division some trouble.

Soon, the two arrived at the main hall of Hejiazhuang. At this time, a strong smell of blood could be smelled outside the main hall.

Looking around, there were forty or fifty people, tightly bound and kneeling outside the main room.

Chen Qing glanced at them, then at the bloodstains on the ground, and asked, "How many people were killed?"

Yan Cong thought for a moment and said, "There should be twenty or thirty of them. After killing them, the others will immediately behave themselves and obediently submit to being bound."

Chen Qing walked into the main hall, then looked at Yan Cong and said, "Brother, bring Bai Sanping in." Yan Cong responded and strode outside. Soon, he grabbed Bai Sanping by the back of the neck and threw him into the main hall like a dead dog, placing him in front of Chen Qing.

At this moment, Master Bai was no longer the same as before. His hair was disheveled, his face was bruised and purple, and he was trembling slightly. He was obviously terrified.

Chen Qing removed the black cloth covering his face, squatted down, and looked at Bai Sanping, who looked terrified.

"Master Bai, we meet again."

Bai Sanping looked up at Chen Qing, clenching his teeth, but couldn't utter a single word.

At this moment, even if he were stupid, he would know that he had been set up by Chen Qing, and he would also know that the leverage he had used to threaten Chen Qing was now useless. This leader of the White Lotus Sect clenched his fists.

"A bet is a bet, there's nothing more to say."

He stared intently at Chen Qing: "But there's one thing I don't understand. Why are you so sure I'll print your book? Why are you so sure we'll come looking for you?"

Back when "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" became a huge hit, it was Bai Sanping who arranged for his subordinates to secretly print and spread the word. When he did this, Chen Qing hadn't even arrived in the capital yet.

Now that he knows he has been captured by the Zhenfu Division, he can naturally guess that Chen Qingyi was a member of the Zhenfu Division all along.

Upon closer reflection, it's likely that most of those manuscripts weren't even written by Chen Qing, but rather by scholars employed by the Zhenfu Division who wrote them behind the scenes for Chen Qing!
Young Master Chen, of course, didn't care what Bai Sanping was thinking at this moment. He squatted down, looked at Bai Sanping carefully, and then slowly said, "Your original surname is Chang, and your name is Chang Si. You are from Hejian, Zhili."

Upon hearing this, Master Bai suddenly looked up at Chen Qing, his eyes filled with even greater fear.

"Snapped!"

Chen Qing reached out and slapped him across the face.

"Who gave you permission to look up?"

Master Bai lowered his head, gritting his teeth: "When...when did you start investigating me?"

“That day, when I went to Zaoshu Hutong for the first time, I let my colleagues from the Zhenfu Division go in. They saw you, drew your portrait, and then investigated you in detail for about ten days.”

"A couple of days ago, the Zhenfu Division arrested one of your fellow villagers."

Chen Qing didn't continue speaking, but slowly said, "In a little while, I will take you into the Imperial Prison. Once you're inside, just answer whatever they ask you."

"Not a single lie."

Chen Qing's gaze turned cold: "I'll personally let you taste what it's like to pick wild branches."

Master Bai lowered his head, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. After a long while, he let out a bitter laugh: "So, so it's because of those children that you have this kind of face."

He looked up at Chen Qing.

"Most of the children in my estate are orphans, collected from various prefectures and counties, and some were even bought."

Master Bai gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Qing: "I'm the one who feeds them! If it weren't for me, these pigs would have starved to death long ago!"

"Why are they orphans? Why do people sell their children?"

Master Bai glared fiercely at Chen Qing, while glancing at Yan Cong beside him.

"Why would someone break their own son's leg and bring him to me?"

"Because the imperial court is tyrannical and the government oppresses the people!"

Master Bai stared at Chen Qing: "You lackey, you only see the filth of us lower-ups. Why don't you go and see the even filthier things happening up above!"

"That's right, even if you people saw it, you'd probably just pretend you didn't!"

Chen Qing's gaze sharpened, and without hesitation, she reached out and slapped him again.

"Snapped!"

He was already quite strong, and with his full strength, he struck Bai Sanping until his mouth was full of blood and he could no longer speak.

Chen Qing squatted down and looked at him coldly: "I will find out the origins of these children myself. Do you, a beast, need to teach me manners?"

"No matter how much you talk, someone like you deserves to be torn to pieces."

Chen Qing kicked him again and cursed, "If you weren't useful, I would have skinned you alive right now!"

"Also, no matter where the dirty work is from."

Chen Qing leaned close to his ear, expressionless.

"I'll have to go and see it sooner or later."

(End of this chapter)