Why do I have so many masters?
Chapter 851 - 84 Wuxin's Actions (6,000 Words Combined 2 in 1)_4

Soon after, Zhang Xiaoyu entered the prison inside Liangzhou City. This prison was partly built underground, gloomy and dark, filled with a putrid odor. Zhang Xiaoyu carried a lantern and walked all the way to the innermost cell, then used the lamp to shine into the darkness.

By the faint light, he saw a middle-aged man sitting inside, it was Zhou Huan. Although he had been imprisoned for several days and appeared somewhat disheveled, the authority he had cultivated over years of governmental service still lingered on his face.

Zhang Xiaoyu placed down the Copper Lamp, then respectfully bowed, addressing the man as "Sir". Inside, Zhou Huan lifted his eyelids, gave a self-deprecating smile, and hoarsely said: "Who are you? Zhou has lost his official status and is no longer deserving of being called 'Sir'."

Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head, pressing it to the ground, and said:

"This humble one is Zhang Xiaoyu. In the great snow of Liangzhou years ago, I was almost sold by my father to a brothel to be a servant, but you saved me and provided Silver Coin for my survival. Your great kindness and virtue, today is the time for this humble one to repay it."

Zhou Huan was astonished. He had been a mediocre official and had only done some good deeds to please his wife. He didn't expect that now, condemned and covered in dust, the only one daring to take the risk to come to him was someone he had casually helped with a small amount of Silver.

Yet none of the friends who daily called him brother showed up. His heart was suddenly a mix of emotions, feeling the unfathomable nature of human hearts, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's good that you're willing to come, but what good is it today for you to be here?"

"It only adds another life to the tally."

Zhang Xiaoyu repeated the words he had said outside and respectfully said: "I smuggled paper and a pen in. Does Sir have anything to write? Whatever Sir commands, I will deliver even at the cost of my own life."

Deliver a message, bail?

Those people would not even visit, let alone take a risk. Especially that ominous Wuxin...

Zhou Huan was about to smile bitterly when he suddenly thought of someone, his expression changed. After a moment of silence, he proactively inquired about the current upheaval in Liangzhou City. After hearing Zhang Xiaoyu's response, he became even more silent. As time was running out, he gritted his teeth, took the paper and pen from Zhang Xiaoyu, wrote a line, then handed it to him, saying:

"Remember, quickly find my wife and tell her that if she wants to save me, she must act in this manner promptly and without hesitation."

Zhang Xiaoyu bowed again, carefully hid the note, and hurriedly left.

Zhou Huan watched him leave, his hands gripping the wooden bars, his expression shifting multiple times. He wanted to call him back but didn't. Finally, as the light outside grew brighter and the sound of footsteps faded away, he sighed heavily, no longer struggling.

He also did not know why he used the usual methods of the officialdom and ended up in such a predicament. To rescue him, someone more powerful needed to step in, but with the Bi'an Golden Order, who would be willing?

Therefore, he wrote the letter to the most influential figure in the entire Xianping County.

As the governor of Liangzhou, he had the means to contact the beauty-loving Pillar of the State from Xianping County and then tell him two things.

The first thing, Wuxin is handling a case here, pursuing culprits.

The second thing, a lifelong friend of the Pillar of the State died tragically.

Only by further muddling the situation and obstructing Wuxin could he have a chance to get out of prison, yet he also did not know whether doing so was right or wrong.

On the battlefield of officialdom, it might not be wrong, but inexplicably, there was a lingering unease in his heart, as if a venomous snake coiled and gnawed at him. He sighed, slumped back, appearing both mentally and physically defeated.

PS: Today's update is six thousand words...