Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

Inside the prison

Qin Ning looked at the three Wang brothers.

Are you scared?

"I am not afraid, sir!" Wang Bian was the first to answer.

Qin Ning smiled and said, "Then why are you shaking?"

"My lord, this is the first time I've stepped into an official residence outside my post since joining the Sichen Guard. I'm a little excited," Wang Bian explained.

Seeing the other person's bright eyes and slightly trembling fingers, Qin Ning believed about 70-80% of what they said. Indeed, setting aside fear, extreme excitement can make one tremble.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

Wang Xiao walked to the cell door, observed for a moment, and then asked a question.

Wang Da silently walked to the side, piled up the scattered dry grass on the ground, and made a place for Qin Ning to sit.

"Just wait and see." Qin Ning sat down, looked at the bloodied and motionless figure in the corner of the cell, and nodded. "Go see if he's dead. If he's not, bandage him up. He's probably just another unfortunate soul who was kidnapped by Ambassador Liu."

"Your Majesty is kindhearted."

Wang Bian agreed, stepped forward to check the patient's breathing, and found that the patient was still breathing. He then tore off a piece of his own clothing and used it to bandage the wound.

However, his technique was clearly somewhat rough, with a sense of prioritizing survival over quality, which caused the previously unconscious and unfortunate person to wake up in pain.

"If you're so capable, just kill me... Ah!"

Wang Bian knocked the other man unconscious with a karate chop, then turned and awkwardly explained, "Sir, if he's awake and moving around, his bandaged wound is likely to reopen."

Qin Ning: "...Try to be gentle."

"Eh."

A dozen or so breaths later.

"You bastard, you're torturing me... ah!"

Wang Bian: "..."

Qin Ning: "...Wang Da, you go."

Of the three brothers, the eldest seems to be the most careful, so he should be gentler.

As Qin Ning had predicted, after Wang Da took over the bandaging work, the other person did not scream in pain and wake up.

......

at the same time.

Old Ghost, accompanied by four Cold Cicadas and a dozen Cool Breezes, carrying Huang Mu's belt, rushed like the wind towards Anhe Street.

When the group reached the street corner, he looked down and asked, "Is this the street? Where's the clinic?"

Slightly dazed from the shaking, Huang Mu said, "The...the end of the street, the Miss Feng who came to deliver the letter said that Lord Qin's clinic is at the end of the street!"

Huang Mu regretted exaggerating the severity of the situation.

Feng Hanying had originally gone to deliver a message, saying that Qin Ning might be facing some trouble, so she was sent to deliver the message.

Huang Mu was afraid that this "Mu Ku" lord would not take it seriously, so he slightly modified the wording, replacing "trouble" with "danger of death".

As a result... he was carried from the west side of the city to Anhe Street in the east side of the city without his feet touching the ground the entire time.

"Go! Qin Hanchan's safety is the top priority. If anyone obstructs your path, kill them without mercy!"

Old Gui gave a command to the people behind him and rushed towards the end of Anhe Street.

The wind howled in his ears, and his heart was filled with anguish.

How could Master Qin encounter such a life-threatening situation on his very first day in office?

"Nothing...nothing can happen! Otherwise, I'll be dead!"

Old Gui remembered clearly that before Xu Meishan left, he made a point of appearing at his home and repeating the same thing twice.

"For every hair Qin Ning loses, you will lose two. If Qin Ning dies, you will pay with your life."

Old Gui really wanted to remind Lord Xu that he was bald.

But he was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound and could only nod frantically.

Meanwhile, Huang Mu, who was being held in his hand and was feeling dizzy, was also wondering just how powerful this young master Qin's background really was.

Why is it that this Lord [Mu Ku] is more anxious than if his own father had died when he heard the news?

......

Taxation Division

Private jail.

With a bang, the door was kicked open, and the setting sun shone in, illuminating the wisps of dust rising from inside.

Ambassador Liu walked in, carrying two small hammers in his hands, his face ashen. Behind him followed Commander Wang, his swordsmen, and several soldiers carrying crossbows.

Just now, he called a doctor to treat his son.

The other party clearly told him that his son's legs were ruined, his kneecaps were shattered like a mung bean cake falling from a great height, and there was no possibility that he would ever stand up again.

This means that no matter how much money he embezzles or how much wealth he exploits the people, or how high a position he rises to, his son will always be a cripple who can't stand up.

Moreover, the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty clearly stipulate that officials must undergo four selection processes: physical examination, speech test, written examination, and judgment test. His son not only broke his kneecap, but also his future career!

"Qin Ning, a physician, was once a retainer of the Prince Su's mansion. He was from the capital."

Ambassador Liu walked to the cell bars and gently tapped the chains on the cell door with a small hammer in his hand.

"The Wang brothers were military households. Their father was an old soldier, and their mother died early. There should be a younger brother in the family, right?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, signaling several soldiers armed with crossbows to step forward: "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll just cripple your legs and hands, then throw you into the death row at the yamen, making your deaths legitimate and legal!"

They even checked our household registration... It seems that Governor Zhang also has people in the Household Registration Department, but the Sichenwei's information is all confidential, so he could only find out this kind of superficial information.

Qin Ning's gaze swept over the few crossbow bolts gleaming coldly, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Ambassador Liu, are you so angry because you know your son's legs are completely useless?"

He was aware of the force with which he had stomped, and naturally understood that there was absolutely no possibility for the other party to stand up again, unless some extraordinary means beyond the comprehension of ordinary people appeared.

However, Qin Ning didn't believe that a mere ninth-rank official could possibly persuade someone of that caliber to act.

"Those who are about to die, shoot them to pieces! This ambassador will personally..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Ning opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of purplish-black plague gas.

In an instant, several soldiers holding crossbows clutched their throats, their faces turning ashen, and Ambassador Liu, who was in the lead, coughed violently.

Qin Ning felt that dealing with these people at the clinic wasn't a big enough spectacle and wouldn't achieve his goal of testing Physician Yang and his group's bottom line.

The stage is already set up, and all the main characters (male, female, painted-face, old man, and clown) are in place. There's no reason for him to obediently wait to be shot.

"Come on, it's time to break out!"

Qin Ning called out, rushed forward, reached out through the gap in the railing with both hands, grabbed the iron hammer in Ambassador Liu's hand, and pulled it into his arms.

He raised his hand and grabbed the other person's throat!

Beside Qin Ning, Wang Bian, upon hearing the call, was the first to kick the prison door.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

With three kicks, the ordinary-material prison door was violently smashed, sending wood chips flying everywhere!

"How dare you!"

"Let go of my master!"

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and only then did the soldiers and their followers come to their senses, shouting loudly.

Commander Wang pressed his hand against the sword at his waist, his gaze sharpening.

"This is the Tax Bureau. If you cause trouble here, the Suwei Army will be here soon. Release Lord Liu. We can talk things over..."

He coughed a few times, his expression changed slightly, he covered his mouth and nose, and took a step back.

"What kind of poison is this... cough cough..."

Qin Ning ignored the other party and looked at Ambassador Liu, whose face was ashen, and said, "Your son deserved what he got. Do you know why I didn't kill him but just crippled him? Because I'm going with you, and we're also planning to throw him into the death row of the yamen... Of course, besides him, there are all of you here."