The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Chapter 125: You can’t be the prince!

Looking at the half-human-tall firewood piled up in front of him, Jin Dianshi was very satisfied.
He greeted him: “Where’s the fire oil? Quickly pour the fire oil!”

The officials took buckets of fire oil from the carriage and poured it on the firewood.

At this moment, a carriage stopped near the courtyard.

The officials thought that someone had strayed into this place and were about to drive forward, but unexpectedly, a trembling old man’s voice came from inside the carriage.

“Jinshan! stop it!”

When Jin Dianshi heard this voice at first glance, his body stiffened, and then he showed an expression of disbelief.

He remembered the voice.

This is the voice of Magistrate Yang!

Could it be that the person in the carriage is Magistrate Yang?

But why is Magistrate Yang here?

Could it be that Magistrate Yang is here to supervise his arrest?

Countless questions popped up in Jin Dianshi in an instant.
He took two steps forward and tentatively asked, “The person in the car is the county master?”

The guard who was helping to drive the car lifted the curtain of the car, revealing the two people sitting inside, Nie Changping and Yang Kaiguang.

Just now, Nie Changping sneaked into the county government with two guards, caught Yang Kaiguang, and quietly tied him here.

Yang Kaiguang was wearing his usual clothes at this time, his hands were tied behind his back, his body was trembling, his beard under his chin was trembling slightly, and his old face was pale as paper from fright.

Nie Changping put a dagger around his neck and said to him.

“Get those dogs out of your way.”

Yang Kaiguang was very afraid of death, so he hurriedly shouted: “Jinshanhu, take people away quickly.”

Jin Dianshi never expected that Magistrate Yang would be caught.
He was shocked and angry, but because of the taboo, he did not dare to act rashly.
He could only hold his breath and quickly left here with all the officials and trappers.

Nie Changping jumped out of the carriage and strode towards the yard.

One guard stretched out his hand to drag Yang Kaiguang out of the car and carried him into the yard, while the other guard led the carriage around the back door.

Luo Qinghan learned that Nie Changping was back, put down his book, stood up and walked out.

Through the bright moonlight, Yang Kaiguang could clearly see the handsome man who came out.

The man looked young, and he was only eighteen or nineteen years old.
He was wearing a light cyan wide-sleeved gown.
The green silk was not completely tied up, but was draped behind him, only at the end of his hair.
The cyan hair band was tied loose twice.

His black eyes were like a cold pool of thousands of years, cold and silent.
Just being looked at by him, Yang Kaiguang felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Yang Kaiguang instinctively felt panic and fear.

The guard kicked him on the knee socket and scolded: “See our master still kneeling and saluting?!”

Yang Kaiguang was already old, and in addition, he had been hollowed out by alcohol in the past few years.
After being kicked like this, he immediately fell to his knees on the ground, screaming in pain.

Fortunately, this is a muddy ground, and if it is to be replaced with a slate ground, he can break his kneecap this time.

Nie Changping bowed his hand and saluted: “His Royal Highness, fortunately, I did not disgrace my life.
I brought people back to you.”

Yang Kaiguang, who was still screaming, froze when he heard this.

He didn’t care about the pain, he struggled to straighten up, looked at the handsome man standing in front of him, and asked in disbelief: “You, are you the prince? How is this possible? The prince’s car has obviously not arrived in Gangu County yet!”

Luo Qinghan looked at him coldly: “It’s just because you know that Gu’s car hasn’t arrived in Gangu County yet, that’s why you dare to make money in Gu’s name, right?”

Yang Kaiguang still didn’t want to believe it.

“It’s impossible.
You can’t be the prince.
You must be a fake.
It’s a capital crime to fake the prince!”