In Jingzhao Yin Mansion, the sound of drums beating in the middle of the night, Ma Chunsheng, who lives in the Houya, almost lost his nose. Who would be woken up from the comfortable bed in the middle of the night?

But there is no way, if someone beats the drum, he has to go to the hall. Although it is a little early now, it is only the end of the Yin hour, and there are still two quarters of an hour before the morning court.

He still got up angrily.

The yamen runners on duty all wiped their eyes and cursed in their hearts. It was too early, so they all couldn't sleep well.

Ma Chunsheng thought hatefully, the troublemakers are becoming more and more ignorant now, just complaining. Don’t you know that the complaining will be held after the morning court, and the court will be opened at the time of the 19th century?

It would be fine if this person really has grievances. If it is just for trivial matters, seeing that he doesn't ask someone to serve him, he will be punished for contempt for the court first.

Jingzhaoyin's door was opened, and Ma Chunsheng didn't wait for the yamen runners to call people in, so he took the lead and stepped out the door.

A sky-blue figure stood with his hands behind his back, and the silver mask covered most of his face. He felt cold and indifferent, but it made people dare not underestimate him. Isn’t this a silver-faced man?

Ma Chunsheng immediately smiled and said, "Silver-faced Guy, why are you still coming to the lobby so late?"

Yan Qingrui said lightly: "I think too, but those thieves like to act at night. For the sake of bounty, I have to go out at night, which has disturbed Lord Ma's good dream, right?"

Ma Chunsheng hurriedly said, "It's okay to do it!"

Other people will definitely cause trouble for him, but this silver-faced man always brings good news. It is very easy for him to get a criminal who is difficult to catch, and even the interrogation becomes simple.

In just a few months, he arrested seven or eight criminals. With such qualities and abilities, Ma Chunsheng wished that he could give him a paper edict on behalf of the emperor and retain him as the head of Jingzhao Yin.

Ma Chunsheng glanced at a certain zongzi that was not like a human figure on the ground and said, "Which reward order is this?"

He waved: "Lanterns are closer!"

A yamen runner brought up the lanterns, and Ma Chunsheng looked at them with the lanterns, but he didn't know them. Most of the man's face was white, and he looked like a mask, but he didn't look closely.

Ma Chunsheng wondered: "This is"

Yan Qingrui said: "Didn't Lord Ma ask me to catch the flower-picking thief who caused trouble to the capital? He is!"

Ma Chunsheng couldn't believe his ears. Then, he looked at Yan Qingrui blankly and looked at the person on the ground. Why did he feel so unreal?

The man on the ground was covered in blood, but it should be his own blood, especially between his legs, and there was even bloody blood. In addition to his face, he seemed to have been punished. At this time, the dead pig was lying on the ground like a desperate gray in his eyes.

Yan Qingrui said lightly: "In my husband's hands, the things that harm women must be castrated first! In addition, this man's martial arts skills are too high. In order to avoid trouble, I husband has to pick off his tendons. Lord Ma should not think it is bloody."

This flower-picking thief has never left a living place and is very skilled, and has no portrait of the government. This is also the reason why Ma Chunsheng could not confirm before.
Chapter completed!