"You mean the three men who assassinated last night?" Zhao Qiwu couldn't believe it. How could the three assassins tell the truth unless they were idiots.

Nevertheless, he followed Zhao Qixiu into the Chaifang reluctantly.

This is the first time that Zhao Qiwu saw these three people seriously. He was embarrassed, but there was still a smell on his body, especially the little gangster, whose blood had dried up.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Qiwu immediately asked, "who sent you?"

After looking at each other last night, the three bandits had already thought that if they were really honest officials sent by the imperial court to investigate the salt tax and save the people, they would surely tell them everything they knew.

But at this moment, he turned his eyes when he heard that Zhao Qiwu had said what he said yesterday.

At present, the cloth strips in the three people's mouths have been taken off, so they can talk. Seeing that they rolled their eyes and didn't mention it, Zhao Qiwu suddenly raised a nameless fire, rushed forward and dragged the leading bandit in the middle: "Hey, I said, you really think we can't do anything with you, don't you?"

The bandit looked at Zhao Qiwu squarely, "are you the general of Dingbei in the world?"

Zhao Qiwu, holding his skirt, was questioned by him. He raised his eyebrows and said, "yes, I am. What's the matter?"

An bandit tut tut twice: "what evidence do you have to prove that you are general Dingbei?"

"Hey, I said, are you looking for a fight? If I'm not general Dingbei, I'll write Zhao Qiwu three words upside down. Can't I recognize you as an ancestor?"

"It's to recognize our eldest brother as our ancestor, if you cheat us!" The young bandit suddenly spoke to one side.

At this moment, Zhao Qiwu was really angry. He looked at the little bandit with wide eyes. For a long time, a sentence popped out of his teeth: "Cheng, if I cheat you, you are my ancestor. Lao Tzu is Zhao Qiwu. Can you change your name, sit or not? What do you want to do? Who sent you to assassinate us?"

The leader of the bandit suddenly said: "General Zhao, we really don't know who sent us. It's just that someone secretly gave us silver, and then let us come to the inn to assassinate, saying that you are officials with anbihuai. That's why we --"

"so, you don't know the family at all?"

"My Lord, people like us, who are old and young, are fighting for their lives. If they are lucky, they can live one more day with their family. If they are not lucky --" the leader's voice choked and he didn't say any more.

Looking at him like this, Zhao Qiwu loosened his skirt, pulled him aside, sat down, and directly loosened his rope.

The man looked at Zhao Qiwu in surprise.

Zhao Qiwu snorted coldly: "I'm sure the North general is here. You can't turn over any waves. You'd better give me a clear explanation, or you'll look good."

"Yes, we must say what we know!" The leading bandit said.

Zhao Qixiu had been standing beside him. Seeing that the situation was almost over, he walked towards them, untied them one by one, and ordered people to take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

"After a while, you will answer whatever my brother asks you. Do you understand?" Zhao Qiwu stares at them.

The three men sat down on the bench and nodded.

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