After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

Seeing Zhao Heng's appearance, many of the money-catchers began to retreat. In the current situation, if no money is given, it can be handled according to law. But why does Zhao Shenjun suddenly want to check the public account?

How could a mere acting governor, who was acting under the pretext of subservience, join the army as a minor clerk, be so bold and dare to investigate this matter.

Could it be that he wanted to use this incident to completely replace the original governor?

The money-catchers looked at Zhao Heng with evil eyes.

"Zhao Canjun and Dou Canjun sent people to ask. How many state soldiers do you need to go to each house to collect debts." The official outside the house reported.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the money-catchers seemed to be able to shoot out knives.

Zhao Heng was stunned, "When did I give such an order?"

"Yesterday you specially sent someone to find Dou to join the army, saying that the money must be recovered. Chu Sihu is also confused, I can only help him a little."

Zhao Heng's eyes were filled with frost.

Someone is plotting against him.

"mean!"

"Aren't the state soldiers used to protect the people? Why do you do such a thing now? Is there any royal law?"

"Chu Sihu, can you say something? If you don't speak, are you trying to kill the donkey?"

After speaking, several people rushed towards Chu Sihu and struggled with him.

Poor Chu Sihu is already over fifty, and his two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Not long after, he was pulled by his collar, pushed to the ground and beaten violently.

Looking at Chu Sihu lying on the ground and wailing in pain, Zhao Heng's eyes darkened. Actually, he fell to the ground directly.

"What's going on?" Li Xiujing strode out, looked at Chu Sihu who was being beaten, and then at Zhao Heng who fainted, and angrily shouted: "What are you talking about here! Why don't you call the medical officer quickly? , the rest of the people are all trapped in it. When the money is paid back, when can we leave."

After a while, four town soldiers came in and carried two stretchers. Move Chu Sihu and Zhao Heng up and away from this place of right and wrong.

Glancing at the half-open window, Li Xiujing walked out. The door slammed shut and locked. He turned around and told the town soldiers to guard here.

He had to go and find that person.

"Hello, Governor." Pei Jiaoran walked out from the corner and looked at Li Xiujing with an innocent face.

"When did Mingfu come?" Li Xiujing asked.

"I came a moment earlier than you." Pei Jiaoran brushed off the fallen leaves from his clothes and frowned, "Thank you to the governor for allowing me to see a good show. After this incident, Zhao Heng has offended all the local wealthy households."

"But Zhao Heng fainted."

Pei Jiaoran curled his lips and said, "But you have already imprisoned them. Didn't the governor say that they are not allowed to leave unless they give out the money?"

Looking at her, Li Xiujing said, "What are you going to do next?"

"Let's change places. How about going to the school grounds?"

Li Xiujing nodded upon hearing this, and the two of them headed to the school grounds.

At this time, there were only a few soldiers performing martial arts on the school field. When he saw the two coming, he just nodded distantly. Continue to practice under the guidance of the captain.

Walking around to the side of the observation deck, Pei Jiaoran stepped on the wooden frame and jumped to the top easily. Seeing this, Li Xiujing also chased after him.

"I have already written to the teacher." Pei Jiaoran said, looking at the flying flags on the school field.

Li Xiujing frowned, "Write a letter at this time?"

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. As a student, what's wrong with me writing to the teacher? What's more, I can travel by messenger." Pei Jiaoran said: "No one dares to block the official documents from the imperial court."

According to the system, post envoys can only be used when there are urgent military affairs reports from various states, or when departments in Beijing need to report urgent important events from various states, and when state events are held to express congratulations. Similarly, if official documents submitted by post envoys are intercepted on the way or read without permission, they will be severely punished according to the law.

Her letter will eventually be presented to Li's desk in Wuchang along with many official documents.

"Do you want Mr. Changli to help you investigate Zhao Heng?"

Pei Jiaoran nodded.

Zhao Heng's previous post was still in Gaomi, so she had no way of checking it. She couldn't believe it all based on the few words Li Xiujing gave her.

Zhao Heng was too clean in office. There are no mistakes in the accounts, and no stolen goods. If this is the case, such a person should not come to Guazhou, but can return to Chang'an and enter Taiwan Province. When he comes, it proves that there is a stain on him.

"In this way, if you find anything, Zhao Heng is a useless chess piece, and..."

"The governor can also regain power." Pei Jiaoran said coldly.

Hearing this, Li Xiujing nodded in disbelief.

indeed. Zhao Heng, who is borrowing Fei, is really unpleasant. But you can't get rid of him blatantly, you can only wait for him to become an outcast.

"There is one more thing." Li Xiujing looked at her sideways and said in a serious tone, "When the scouts were patrolling recently, they found several groups of spies from Tibet. I guess life is not easy for Tibetans."

"It seems that there will be a war soon. That paper deed from a hundred years ago can't restrain them." Pei Jiaoran sighed with emotion.

Li Xiujing said: "No one is willing to surrender all the time. What's more, the imperial court is indeed more lax than before in the border areas in recent years."

The central government was busy with internal strife and had no time to take care of Fang Zhen and its ministers.

Even though a vassal state as powerful as Tubo had signed a surrender letter as a contract for various reasons a hundred years ago, they still did not completely surrender. After several generations of changes, they kept a low profile and finally grew into a giant beast entrenched on the plateau.

Now this giant beast is eyeing the Wei Dynasty.

"Now I just hope that Tubo people can live a peaceful New Year." Pei Jiaoran said with a frown.

Judging from the current situation, the war in Guazhou will happen sooner or later. But she doesn't want this war to come too soon. Guazhou, which has just experienced the autumn tax, still needs time to recover.

Li Xiujing's eyes deepened, "I hope so too. Every war means separation between life and death, and those who are recruited will never return.

Turning his head, Pei Jiaoran glanced at Li Xiujing with a complicated expression. Then he moved his eyes to look into the distance.

Neither of them was sad about spring and autumn. They stood on the lookout for a while and then returned along the original route.

The soldiers on the school field are still practicing.

Looking at the knives in their hands, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows. He walked to the weapon rack with great interest and started choosing carefully.

Pei Jiaoran's hand stopped on a long knife similar to theirs, and he turned to hold the handle of the knife. He exerted force on his hand, trying to pull it out.

Looking at her, Li Xiujing smiled and said, "This is Mo Dao. It weighs twenty-seven pounds. You can't lift it even if you want to. Have you picked one?"

"Wang Shizhao wanted to use it to kill me that day." Pei Jiaoran ignored Li Xiujing and used force on his wrist again. Finally, he pulled out the Mo Dao and looked at it carefully, "If it weren't for the governor, I might have been chopped by that knife."

"But you are good at martial arts. That day when I rescued you, I got slapped by you for no reason." After saying that, Li Xiujing pulled out the Ma Shuo.

"The governor wants to fight?" Pei Jiaoran frowned.

"Why not? After all, we in Guazhou also have stories of county magistrates defending the city. Besides, if I try your skills, it will be easy to arrange when Tibet comes."

When the words stopped, Li Xiujing's horse spear was already out of his hand, mixed with strong wind.

Unable to figure out what Li Xiujing wanted to do, Pei Jiaoran had no choice but to pick up the Mo Dao to fight against him. The two collided with such force that her arms went numb. Mo Dao almost lost her hand, and took a few steps back before stopping.

After glaring at Li Xiujing who was holding Ma Shan with a smile on his face, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes.

"Come again."

Her martial arts emphasizes subtlety and elegance, while Li Xiujing was born in the military and has always been equipped with heavy weapons. Under the suppression of absolute power, those elegant and exquisite things have no effect.

But it's not impossible.

Pei Jiaoran soon changed his mind. Switching from offense to defense, when the stab came, she counterattacked with a horizontal sword. For a while, Li Xiujing couldn't figure out how to break through her defense.

No matter which angle Ma Shan stabbed at her, she could avoid it by twisting her body and bending her waist, while counterattacking with the sword.

The soldiers who were still practicing just now were watching the competition between the two together with the captain. Clap your hands and say hello.

The two of them fought vigorously, and there were constant cheers from around them.

Half an hour later, Pei Jiaoran's steps were not as nimble as before, and his breath was also slightly messy. There was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his face looked like the morning glow.

With a "clang" sound, the Mo Dao in Pei Jiaoran's hand was knocked away by Li Xiujing, and she also fell to the ground on her back.

"The governor won." Pei Jiaoran gasped.

"Cheng Cheng. Your martial arts is indeed very good, but it's too flashy. Some moves are useless on the battlefield." After saying that, Li Xiujing stretched out his hand and said, "Get up, the ground is cold."

Looking at Li Xiujing, Pei Jiaoran stretched out his hand in cooperation. A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing her like this, Li Xiujing secretly thought it was bad. But before he could take precautions, Pei Jiaoran's feet lightly hooked his ankles and exerted force. At the same time, he grabbed his hand and pulled him down.

Li Xiujing tried to counterattack, but was kicked in the leg by Pei Jiaoran again.

He grimaced in pain and had no choice but to fall on his back. She took the opportunity to stand up, pressed him down, and held his hands behind his back.

"The governor just said that my martial arts skills are flashy? Then what is this called now?" Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

Li Xiujing sneered, "You're calling this a liar!"

"Soldiers never tire of deceit." Pei Jiaoran raised his lips, "The soldiers are watching. What is the governor going to say?"