"Mr. Nie!"

Du Yong stood up, came to Nie Wentao, and smiled and said, "In my opinion, this person doesn't need to be retried. He is a child sect. Mu Feixiong will definitely not trust him, so he will not disclose important news to him."

Nie Wentao knew that Du Yong should have said that on purpose, so he cooperated and said, "Will you kill him?"

Du Yong shook his head: "The New Year is just not long, and the blood is unknown. I really want him to live and see. The heavy snow will stop soon. It is definitely not because the court is injustice that the heavy snow continues."

Nie Wentao nodded: "Okay, then lock it in this cell and wait for execution in the autumn."

Because he could not continue to interrogate, Boss Qu was a little depressed. He threw away the whip in his hand and muttered: "Mr. Nie, if you execute me in the autumn, you will waste a lot of food. Although Huaili City is not short of food now, it is not easy to waste it in the hands of such a rotten person."

Du Yong continued: "Then let's execute it after spring is warm and flowers bloom. At that time, war should be about to go to, so use his blood to sacrifice flag."

Nie Wentao felt that it was so good, so he nodded and turned to the prison guard: "Drag it down and lock it up!"

There are not many prisoners in the prison now, and the prison guard is in a panic. After hearing the order, he immediately rushed over and dragged the spy into the cell like a dead dog, tied his hands and feet with iron chains, and locked the door.

Du Yong yawned: "I thought it was a big fish, it turned out to be a little bastard."

At this moment, the spy no longer had the cold temperament he had before, and his eyes became dull.

Du Yong no longer looked at him, looked around everyone, rubbed his hands, and said lightly: "Let's go out quickly. It's cold, and it's a lot of trouble to stay in such a gloomy environment."

Just as he was about to leave, the spy spoke: "Stop!"

Du Yong turned around and said impatiently: "Call me?"

The spy stared at Du Yong's eyes and said seriously: "Du Yong, I heard that you like to do transactions?"

Du Yong raised his eyebrows: "Who did you hear?"

The spy said lightly: "I heard from Tong Guozhi that he captured Jiang Buping alive at that time, but you caught up with him. Then you made a deal. He let Jiang Buping go, and you won't chase him, right?"

Du Yong smiled and said, "It seems that you are really a Tong Guozhi's acquaintance. Otherwise, he would not have said such a shameful thing."

The spy said in a deep voice: "I want to make a deal with you..."

Du Yong interrupted with a shaking finger: "You don't have the bargaining chips to trade now, so I won't waste my time."

The spy looked stunned. Obviously, Du Yong was not interested at all and sneered: "I didn't expect that the famous Master Du was actually an arrogant and arrogant person who relied on subjective conjecture to do things."

A trace of disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Du Yong's mouth. He glanced at him and said softly: "I won't take the provocation method, wait for death!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The spy watched everyone's figures go away until they disappear, and his face twisted.

The jailer stared at him: "What are you looking at? Cherish your few lives. When spring is in full bloom, you will sacrifice the flag!"

After Du Yong and others came out, they went to the county government office’s convention hall.

Everyone sit down and drink ginger tea to drive away the cold.

Boss Qu was puzzled: "Brother Du, why don't you trade with that spy?"

Du Yong asked back: "Just such a small character, what's there to do?"

Boss Qu was stunned, thought for a while, and murmured: "That guy is ready to die, and he is also very strong. He is very calm after being caught. He should not be considered a small character."

Dahei echoed: "Yes, young master, he also knows Tong Guozhi, maybe he is Tong Guozhi's close comrade-in-arms."

Du Yong looked at Nie Wentao and Gao Qian: "What do you two think?"

Gao Qian said in a deep voice: "I also tend to be that guy with a little identity, maybe there is a little secret in his stomach."

Nie Wentao took a sip with the teacup and said slowly: "The reason why Master Du doesn't make a deal with him should be to find a proper opportunity to let him escape from prison, right?"

Before Du Yong could speak, the barefoot old ghost gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Nie is very optimistic. If you let him go secretly, the effect will be greater. Maybe you can provoke Tong Guozhi and Mu Feixiong to turn against each other, which will be beneficial to us in the future."

Yang Jin and Pin Yuren also agreed with this statement.

Gao Qian frowned and said, "Is it possible?"

Nie Wentao said sutra: "Of course it is possible that the spy is a child sect, and he will protect Tong Guozhi."

Dahei pinched his fingers: "Let me scrub it... The young master lied to the spy, implying that Mu Feixiong had betrayed Tong Guozhi, so Tong Guozhi's process of replenishing food is always ambushed. We look for opportunities to let the spy go, and then the spy found Tong Guozhi and told him about the betrayal, and then Tong Guozhi would turn against Mu Feixiong?"

Pinyuren chuckled and said, "It's so obvious, don't you need to stroke it?"

Boss Qu was a little dissatisfied: "Would it be too funny?"

Yang Jin said in a deep voice: "It's better to be true and false. Even if Tong Guozhi and Mu Feixiong don't turn against each other, they will at least be defensive."

The barefoot old ghost looked at Du Yong: "Brother Du, you haven't said it yet, what are you trying to do?"

Du Yong said lightly: "I hinted that Mu Feixiong betrayed Tong Guozhi, but in fact he was just talking casually. My real purpose was to wait for the spy to escape before secretly following him and make some routes."

Everyone frowned.

Gao Qian said: "Follow up the mountain? Isn't that dangerous?"

Du Yong spread his hands: "Just just follow, what's the danger?"

Boss Qu murmured: "If we just want a route, we can be punished just now!"

Du Yong glanced at him: "Didn't you whip a few times? The blood scars are shocking. Did he reveal a word?"

Boss Qu thought about it, that spy was indeed a man who was ready to die, and the punishment of the punishment may not be useful.

Du Yong chuckled and said, "Conspiracy is just an auxiliary. If you want to defend Huaili City or even enter the mountain and fall into the Feizi Camp, you have to rely on the soldiers' combat effectiveness and determination, so hurry up and train your troops. On heavy snow days, you can train your willpower, make the food better, and give some benefits, so that the soldiers will be motivated when they practice."

Everyone thought it made sense.

As the saying goes, in the face of absolute power, conspiracies and tricks are for nothing.

Nie Wentao smiled bitterly: "I really want to give more benefits to the soldiers, but my wallet is empty."

Du Yong was stunned: "I remember that Manager Nie had allocated a large sum of silver before the New Year?"

Nie Wentao explained: "Although I have analyzed before, it is unlikely that Feizi Camp will attack the city in the snow, but I am afraid of everything. So I transferred all the money from General Manager Nie to supplies, not even half a tael left, and even borrowed a sum of money from Chuanming County."

Du Yong slapped his forehead: "You are the county magistrate, and it's normal to have a sense of crisis. Then try to make the food better."

“It’s okay to get the food done.”

Nie Wentao nodded, turned to Gao Qian and Boss Qu, and ordered: "Let's start training tomorrow!"

Gao Qu and the other two should go.

After leaving the county government, everyone broke up.

Gao Qian invited Boss Qu to Gao's house to discuss the training of troops.

Yang Jin and others went to the brothel and continued the endless drinking party.

Du Yong took Cheng Songya home for lunch.

Oyster

Cheng Songya was a good baby all morning and couldn't hold it in. On the way home, she pulled Du Yong to ask questions.

"Cousin, Jiang Buping was captured alive by Tong Guozhi, why haven't I heard of it?"

This was her first question. Jiang Buping was captured by Tong Shengzhi, but he had never been circulated in the capital.

Du Yong said lightly: "It is normal that you have never heard of the incident of the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month."

Cheng Songya stared at her eyes: "What is the year of the monkey, horse, and month of the month? Isn't it just last year's incident?"

Du Yong sighed: "Jiang Buping is a figure of size. Such a shameful thing will not sound good if it is spread."

Cheng Songya asked, "Where is the details?"

Du Yong stared at her: "It's nonsense, it's just that someone was captured alive. There is nothing else, so you are not allowed to tell me!"

Cheng Songya said oh, agreed not to spread it, and Xuan sighed again: "Actually, it's nothing to spread it. My father said that the elders of the Jiang family seemed to give up raising Jiang Buping. On the surface, they said that Jiang Buping was seriously injured and needed a good rest."

Speaking of this, Cheng Songya patted her forehead: "Jiang Buping's injury was caused by Tong Guozhi, right?"

Du Yong nodded and joked: "You care so much about Jiang Buping and have a crush on him?"

"Who has a crush on him!"

Cheng Songya was speechless and explained: "I just like to listen to gossip and always discuss all kinds of new things with others."

Du Yong said curiously: "Are you at the poetry meeting?"

Cheng Songya nodded.

Du Yong said, "Didn't you just write poetry well at the poetry meeting? Discuss gossip, be funny!"

Cheng Songya smiled and said, "You haven't attended the poetry meeting, what do you know? There are not many serious poets at the poetry meeting, most of them talk about gossip, and many make friends. Some young men even regard poetry as a place for hunting for romance, with thief-eyed and very disgusting. Of course, there are also girls who are interested in catching a rich son-in-law, and they always wear heavy makeup and show off their charm."

Du Yong was really unexpected and became more and more curious: "Since poetry can be so funny, then you still go?"

Cheng Songya laughed and said, "In addition to chatting about gossip, it is also interesting to observe all kinds of people."

Du Yong murmured, "I thought you were a great poet before, but it turned out to be a gossiping aunt."

Cheng Songya glared at her eyes: "Who is the aunt?"

“I talk about style of doing things.”

Du Yong explained and quickly changed the topic: "Tell me a few gossips and listen."
To be continued...