The prince is five and a half years old, and he is reclaiming land and becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 25 Where did the stolen things go?

As soon as Qi Chenglang finished speaking, there was a sudden sound in the quiet surroundings, as if they were in an illusion before, but now the illusion was broken and they returned to reality.

The sounds of pain and snoring kept coming and going, and soon someone noticed something was wrong, and Qi Chenglang's signal flare was also sent out at this time.

The signal bomb exploded into a blue flower in the air, briefly illuminating the entire mountain. Qi Chenglang and Zhang Yuankai looked at each other in this brief light, then both drew out their long knives and flew in.

Originally, they thought there would be a fierce battle, but what happened? One door was kicked open, and the person inside was missing an arm and leg. Another door was kicked open, and the person inside had died, leaving them completely intact. There are not many people to fight, and these people are very weak in combat effectiveness.

The two of them were fighting for each other. As soon as the people on the mountainside rushed to the top of the mountain, the encirclement and suppression operation on the top of the mountain was over.

Qi Chenglang pointed the tip of the knife downward, and a small amount of blood fell to the ground along the tip of the knife. He looked at Zhang Yuankai and grinned: "Ten people captured."

Zhang Yuankai put away the knife angrily and without counting, turned around and roared: "Hurry up, tie up all the disabled people inside and bring them out. I have to ask who gave them the courage!"

Qi Chenglang clicked his tongue and shook his head, then stepped forward and patted Zhang Yuankai on the shoulder: "Tell me, why are you angry? If you haven't competed, you haven't competed. It's no big deal. How many people in the entire palace can be better than me? Besides, with Uncle Wolf’s help, we have also reduced our losses, right?”

Zhang Yuankai rolled his eyes angrily, moved half a step to the side, his shoulders shaking slightly: "Get out!"

Qi Chenglang chuckled and put away the knife. After everyone in the village was strung up with hemp rope like candied haws on a stick, Qi Chenglang said, "Who among you is in charge here?"

These bandits felt that they had been wronged to death. They were still sleeping and had their arms and legs broken for no apparent reason, and they were even made dumplings by the government officials.

One of the people with a broken arm shouted loudly: "You people, you are so shameless! How can you raid someone else's house in the middle of the night if you are an official? If you have the ability to fight me alone!"

As soon as he said this, Qi Chenglang knew that his identity was not simple. He took two steps forward and kicked him over: "Fight with me alone? Are you worthy?"

He was a high-status guard with a sword in front of the palace, and now he was the captain of the guard beside His Royal Highness King Wen. He was fighting a bandit alone, and he would make people laugh if he told it!
"Tell me, where are the things you grabbed two days ago?"

The leader tilted his head to one side, and his tone suddenly softened: "Sir, we are all good people. We just built a mountain top as a village. See for yourself, we don't even have anything decent here. No, how could he be the bandit you mentioned?"

It is strange to say that the escorting guards and the rewards were not found after searching the entire mountain. This made Qi Chenglang, who had originally vowed to do so, a little anxious. At the same time, he also understood why this bandit could exist for so many years.

There must be someone behind it, and it's not a small person.

Thinking of the prefects who didn't reply today, Qi Chenglang narrowed his eyes slightly and stepped on the man's chest with a slight force. The man kept wailing in pain and wanted to roll around, but was firmly stepped on by Qi Chenglang's feet. : "Let me ask you again, where did the things you robbed go?"

This man screamed: "Killing people, officials kill people indiscriminately!" Qi Chenglang closed his eyes slightly, raised his feet and took two steps back, winking at Zhang Yuankai: "Pull to the side Go to his hut and have a good chat with him, let them all know what friendly communication means."

The leader didn't know why, but his heart skipped a beat, and he felt that it was a good thing to be punched and kicked outside at this moment.

Before he could react, Zhang Yuankai cut off the hemp ropes around him and dragged him by his feet into a nearby hut.

After the screams of the leader inside came out, which were many times worse than before, Qi Chenglang smiled slightly: "Do you know who the person who just went in was? Before he came to Mobei, this person worked in the Ministry of Punishment. Since he took office, , he has come into contact with anywhere from a thousand to eight hundred prisoners, but none of these prisoners can keep secrets in front of him."

Qi Chenglang's voice was unhurried and extremely calm. He walked back and forth in front of the bandits with his hands behind his back. Behind him were the policemen with torches. The bandits couldn't see his face clearly, but there was a kind of living King of Hell. The horror of coming into the world.

The mountain bandits felt the cool breeze blowing at night, and the coolness spread from the bottom of their hearts, and soon enveloped their limbs and bones.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it now. After we are escorted into Changzhou Mansion, you won't have a chance to say it."

"I said, I said." One of them couldn't bear the pressure and burst into tears. "We are really villagers originally, from Jingxiang in Quanzhou. Our village is the northernmost village in Mobei. The Beidi people massacred our village as soon as they invaded."

Several bandits around seemed to recall the horror of that year, and began to sob and cry: "That day was also like this in the middle of the night. Almost all the old people, women and children in our village died, leaving only those of us. Escape desperately..."

"Wait!" Qi Chenglang felt something was wrong, "Even if you are in a village on the border of Quanzhou, the Mobei Army will guard in front of you. You said that the Beidi people invaded and massacred, but the Mobei Army did not resist? There was no fighting, let alone Can people from Beidi enter freely?"

Twenty years ago, the general of the Mobei Army should have been that person. How could it be possible for the Beidi people to quietly enter the vicinity of Quanzhou to burn, kill and loot?

"It's true!" Seeing Qi Chenglang's disbelief, one of them hurriedly spoke, "We all heard it, it's Beidi dialect! We heard it clearly! They killed one family and burned the other. We had no choice but to run away overnight and wait. A few days later, I heard that the Mobei Army had captured Beidi prisoners, and when we returned home, we found that we had lost our identities."

The surviving people in the entire village lost their identities. Some of them went to the Yamen, but they were thrown into prison by the Yamen people and never came out again.

These people have no identity, no way to lead them, and can't go anywhere. They can only become bandits.

At this time, Qi Chenglang did not doubt that they would tell lies, but the whole matter did not make sense. All the elderly, women and children in a village were killed, leaving some young adults with no identities at all. If this matter was told, who would listen? Not confused anymore.

And most importantly, how can a group of villagers defeat the escort team's guards and successfully take away all the rewards?
Qi Chenglang suppressed his thoughts and pointed at the person who spoke first: "Your identities have been explained. Now tell me honestly, where did the robbery go?"

(End of this chapter)