Chapter 88: This Is the Greatest Talent
After spending two days in prison, Li Yi ate and drank as he pleased. With Gao Yigong, the chief prisoner, around, his days were not so bad.
One day, while he was reading "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" and eating lunch, an unexpected visitor appeared.
Looking at Shi Kefa, dressed in a simple blue cotton robe, his face thin and gaunt, Li Yi was surprised and put down his chopsticks.
Shi Kefa observed the clean prison cell, the thick layer of straw on the bed, and the two fresh cotton quilts. He glanced at the incense burning in the corner and the table laden with chicken, duck, fish, and meat, frowning deeply.
As a seventh-rank civil official, Shi Kefa was confined to a humble ear room, living a frugal life.
He had assumed that after Li Yi was imprisoned, he would endure harsh tortures or at least a miserable existence.
Yet, to his surprise, Li Yi’s life inside was more comfortable than outside.
Looking at Li Yi’s face, shining with grease, Shi Kefa could only laugh bitterly, “Li Yi, with all this fine food, you seem to be living even better than I am.”
Li Yi awkwardly wiped his mouth and smiled, “I was injured a few days ago; I need to eat well to recover.”
This was true. Healing wounds required ample protein, so chicken, duck, and fish were necessary.
Shi Kefa sat down and smiled, “Li Yi, your ability to hold Shuidin Town really exceeded my expectations.”
Li Yi poured him a cup of wine and sighed softly, “Unfortunately, half of the soldiers who defended it with me were lost.”
“You did well to share the spoils with them despite the risks. No need to feel guilty. Unlike me, who should have supported you in battle but ended up a prisoner myself. At least I didn’t cause your defeat.”
Shi Kefa drank deeply, then suddenly slammed his cup on the table, angry: “Yansui has been plagued by disasters and bandits rising everywhere. I thought I could follow Hong Chengchou to aid the people and stabilize the country. But I never expected he would betray justice for selfish gain, colluding with officials and wealthy landowners.”
Seeing Shi Kefa’s fury, Li Yi poured more wine for him.
“Master, you’ve misjudged Hong Chengchou. From start to finish, he’s only pursued his own career. His earlier stance against officials was just to force them to hand over money and grain for political achievements. Now he colludes because only the officials can help him climb higher.”
Hong Chengchou’s ambition to become a provincial governor was well known.
Shi Kefa had suspected this but never imagined he would stoop so low for power.
The shattered ideal left him despondent.
Raised on the classics, praised for his talent to govern the world, Shi Kefa had hoped to achieve great things.
But after entering officialdom, corruption and petty struggles were everywhere, and nothing went his way.
He had hoped to work with Hong Chengchou but was slapped hard by reality.
At a critical moment, Hong nearly doomed the people of Shuidin Town, leaving Shi Kefa deeply frustrated.
Noticing his mood, Li Yi raised his cup to toast.
“You asked me to deliver the letter, and I have acted according to its instructions. But with Hong Chengchou, Liu Zhongzhou, and Yan Zibin working together in Mizhi County, the provincial governor will think twice before intervening. The situation is very unfavorable to us.”
Shi Kefa drank deeply, his interest waning, “The disadvantage is obvious, but there may still be a chance.”
“A chance?” Li Yi frowned.
Shi Kefa sneered, “Governor Yang He was urgently appointed to pacify the bandits. But the treasury is empty; the court lacks funds to support him. Most bandits rebel due to hunger; to appease them, you need grain. Tell me, who holds the grain in Yansui?”
“Hong Chengchou?!” Li Yi suddenly understood.
Shi Kefa nodded, “Yang He will certainly eye Hong’s grain stores. But just arriving, he has no excuse to act yet. We’ve just handed him that excuse today. Do you think he’ll let this opportunity slip?”
Li Yi’s doubts vanished.
He had followed Shi Kefa’s orders but lacked confidence.
He planned to fight his way out of Mizhi County if things failed after healing.
He hadn’t expected all these twists.
Looking at Shi Kefa, a master strategist aware of court intrigues, Li Yi’s eyes burned with determination.
He had been so focused on talents like Liu Zongmin and Gao Jie that he overlooked the man before him—his most needed ally.
Perhaps it was time to find a way to recruit Shi Kefa.
Shi Kefa was unaware he had caught Li Yi’s attention.
He spoke frankly, explaining the key points.
But at last, he sighed sadly, “After this, I may be assigned to the capital.”
Li Yi was startled.
Such a talent must not be lost.
He resolved to find a way to secure Shi Kefa’s loyalty.
Shi Kefa stood, brushed straw from his clothes, and smiled, “Yang He will probably arrive within a day or two. Be careful.”
Li Yi nodded.
Shi Kefa, a civil official with the legacy of Zuo Guangdou, was safe from Hong Chengchou’s malice.
But Li Yi himself was not so sure.
He looked at Shi Kefa with a smile, “There is one more thing I’d like your help with.”
“What is it?”
“Since Hong Chengchou wants to suppress the fire burning in Shuidin Town, he won’t let Yang He find any faults easily. Why don’t we offer Yang He a grand gift, so he has more justification?”
Li Yi looked at Shi Kefa and revealed his plan.
In the Hong family guest hall, Hong Chengchou and Liu Zhongzhou sat in the main seats drinking tea.
Yan Zibin sat lower, smiling politely.
Next to him lay a document from Governor Yang He.
Hearing Yang He would inspect Mizhi County tomorrow, Yan Zibin was fearful and reported this to Hong Chengchou and Liu Zhongzhou.
Although the inspecting censor was not under the governor’s control, the governor oversaw military and political affairs in the region and had direct access to the throne’s ear.
Even Liu Zhongzhou, proud as he was, felt uneasy.
He gritted his teeth, “It must be the work of Li Yi and Shi Kefa. We have already suppressed the fighting in Shuidin Town, yet this happened—how infuriating!”
Hong Chengchou smiled calmly, “No need for anger over a minor censor. Can he really harm the three of us?”
Liu Zhongzhou sighed long and deep, “A mere ninth-rank minor official, normally beneath notice. But these days, his stubbornness nearly made me ill.”
Yan Zibin hurriedly soothed, “Please calm yourself, Lord. Li Yi’s fate is sealed this time.”
Hearing this, Liu Zhongzhou relaxed a little.
Yes, once the Ministry of Justice issued the order, Li Yi would surely be executed, and they could vent their anger.
Hong Chengchou said sharply, “Governor Yang He is difficult to deal with. Shi Kefa’s background is strong; we must not act rashly. But this Li Yi cannot be allowed to remain.”
This deadly threat stunned those present.
Liu Zhongzhou glanced nervously at Hong Chengchou, “If Yang He finds a handle on this, wouldn’t that be disastrous?”
“Yang He must first secure his position in Yansui and will not act recklessly. As long as he finds no evidence, problems will be minimized,” Hong Chengchou patiently explained, then turned to Yan Zibin.
“Yan, any words from the county jail?”
Yan Zibin was anxious, stood hastily, sweating profusely, “Deputy Minister, Li Yi is skilled in combat and hard to deal with. The Ai family has already tried once, but their men were all killed, and…”
“And?” Liu Zongmin interrupted impatiently.
Yan Zibin paled, “The five experts sent by the Ai family were not only killed but mutilated beyond recognition.”
Hearing this, Hong Chengchou and Liu Zhongzhou exchanged uneasy looks.
No one wanted to provoke such a ruthless and skilled fighter without cause.
Hong Chengchou lifted his tea cup, saying coldly, “Since the county jail is under Yan’s jurisdiction, let Yan handle this matter.”
Yan Zibin’s face changed, but meeting Hong’s icy gaze, he dared not protest.
Returning to the county office, he furiously smashed ancient artifacts onto the floor.
“A bunch of cowards who pick on the weak. Why can’t they handle their own problems and must trouble me?”
Yan Zibin paced angrily.
Master Zheng entered, understanding the situation immediately.
“County magistrate, neither the Deputy Minister nor the censor will act personally. They will wait and watch; if things go wrong, they can withdraw in time.”
Yan Zibin snarled, “They plan cleverly—if it fails, I take the blame; if it succeeds, they profit.”
Master Zheng shook his head, “If you succeed, it will be your token of allegiance. If the Deputy Minister rises, you will rise with him.”
Yan Zibin hesitated, anger softening somewhat.
Though angry, whether assigned to Jiangnan or advancing his career, he needed Hong Chengchou’s support.
“What should I do? Teach me, sir.”
Master Zheng smiled slyly, “Since the Deputy Minister and censor have passed this to you, why not imitate them and use others to do your dirty work? Remember, the Ai family hates Li Yi most.”
“You mean the Ai family?”
Master Zheng nodded, “Give them an opportunity; they will handle Li Yi. Either way, you remain unscathed.”
Yan Zibin admired Master Zheng and nodded.
At dusk, the once noisy county office was deserted and silent.
Li Yi sat in his cell reading "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" when a guard brought a table of fine food.
Good wine and meat—chicken, duck, fish—were served. The guard stood respectfully beside him, smiling, “Inspector Li, your meal is ready.”
Li Yi nodded, reaching for his chopsticks.
The guard’s eyes followed his every move. When Li Yi picked up a piece of fish, the guard’s eyes brightened.
But as Li Yi was about to eat, he looked up and asked, “Where is Chief Gao?”
The guard quickly answered, “The chief had urgent business and couldn’t return. We are here to serve you well.”
Li Yi nodded and reached for chicken.
The guard, tense and hopeful, watched closely.
Suddenly, Li Yi put down his chopsticks, disappointing him.
“Come, brother, have some with me,” Li Yi urged.
The guard waved his hand, smiling, “I’m not hungry. Please, enjoy your meal before it gets cold.”
Li Yi lifted his wine cup and approached him, “You’ve worked hard. If not hungry, how about a drink?”
The guard’s face turned pale; he shakily took the cup.
Li Yi smiled faintly but his eyes were icy cold.
The guard’s mind raced: a sick wife, weak children, the threatening young master of the Ai family—all flashed before him.
He knew if he slipped up, the Ai family would harm his family.
Just as he was about to drink, a hand pressed down on the cup.
The guard looked up into Li Yi’s deep gaze.
Li Yi snatched the cup and threw it on the table, expressionless, “For Chief Gao’s sake, I spare you. Go tell whoever sent you not to use such vile tricks—I’m not buying it.”
The guard nodded with reddened eyes and fled.
Soon, the clash of armor came.
Groups of soldiers entered, weapons drawn, glaring at Li Yi.
Li Yi smiled coldly; these men finally lost patience.
Pulling back the quilt, he drew out his Tiger Tooth Spear.
Though the cell was small, other weapons were too light for him. At a life-or-death moment, his own weapon was best.
As he gripped the spear, soldiers charged.
The cramped cell seemed packed with fully armed soldiers, pressing in tightly, more pouring in from outside.
Li Yi dodged flying arrows, slipping into the archers’ blind spot.
His spear pierced a charging soldier’s chest.
The spear’s blade tore a bloody hole through the armored man, who fell with a grimace.
The soldiers surged forward; Li Yi fought fiercely, wielding his spear like a club.
The heavy steel spearhead, combined with his strength, smashed helmets and shattered skulls, blood spraying.
Like a fierce tiger, stabbing left and right, the elite soldiers could not counterattack and quickly screamed in agony.
As bodies piled up, the spear became impractical.
Li Yi grabbed two long knives and slashed fiercely.
The blades gleamed coldly, striking vital points.
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