The Zhao family coachman was so frightened that his hands kept trembling after he woke up and he was unable to drive the carriage at all.
Xu Jing frowned, took the driver out of the carriage, and called Xu San over again.
Xu Erwu has a lively temperament and smooth talk, so he is best suited to go to the Yamen for errands. Xu San is taciturn, has the tightest tongue, and is also the best at horse riding.
"Go to Zhao's house first." Xu Jing ordered in a low voice.
Xu San was about to nod and accept the order when another familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "No, go to the government office first."
Xu San was stunned.
Xu Jing, who had always been obedient to Zhao Xiyan, now tightened his handsome face: "At midnight, you, a girl, go to the Yamen, do you still want your reputation?"
reputation?
In her previous life, she was a beauty in troubled times and a demon concubine who brought trouble to Chao Gang. Countless people scolded her.
She no longer cares about reputation.
"I don't care." There was no mirror in front of her, so Zhao Xiyan didn't know how cold her expression was when she said these words.
It seems that there is no one or thing in this world worthy of her nostalgia and care.
Xu Jing didn't know where the nameless anger in his heart came from, and his voice was firm: "I care!"
Zhao Xiyan: "..."
"It's up to me." Xu Jing said with a cold face, "I will deal with it at the Yamen. You go back immediately. Xu San, set off immediately."
Xu San immediately accepted the order, jumped on the carriage, pulled up the reins, and raised the whip.
The carriage slowly left the alley and then moved forward quickly.
The strong man in black who was lying unconscious in the carriage was jolted and groaned unconsciously, as if he was about to wake up.
Yuhan was startled and was about to give a warning when she saw the prince suddenly stretched out his leg and stepped heavily on the black-clothed gangster's face. The gangster fainted again.
Hosta silently closed her mouth and lowered her head to her chest.
Zhao Xiyan couldn't explain what she felt in her heart, and said in a low voice: "Xu Jing, I will go to the government office with you. Only I know the identities and origins of these people."
Xu Jing snorted from his nose and kicked the black-clothed gangster who looked like a dead dog at his feet: "Don't he know better than you?"
Zhao Xiyan was choked for a moment, but she didn't get angry. She said softly: "Wang Tong secretly colluded with the bandits. The evidence of his contacts has been destroyed by Wang Tong long ago. I'm afraid Wang Tong can't be convicted with just one survivor."
"While Wang Tong hasn't reacted yet, send someone to the Wang family now to scare the Yang family. Maybe we can extract some useful evidence."
Yes! This is a good idea!
Even if you are angry, you should still listen to what you need to hear.
Xu Jing immediately raised his voice and stopped the carriage. Behind the carriage, more than a dozen soldiers rode up to follow him. Xu Jing called a few over and whispered a few instructions.
The soldiers took the order and rode to Wang's house on fast horses.
The carriage continued to move forward.
Zhao Xiyan also tried to persuade Xu Jing: "Time is urgent, the sooner we get to the Yamen, the better. Zhaojiafang and the Yamen are far apart, so don't delay..."
"Zhao Xiyan!" Once Xu Jing called her by her first and last name, it meant that he was already furious: "If you say even half a word more, I will completely fall out. Do you believe it or not?"
If you fall out, you will fall out.
Zhao Xiyan finally got angry and raised her head to glare at him.
Unfortunately, the light in the carriage was dim, so this glance was a little weak, light and soft. It didn't look like a glare, but more like a coquettish look.
The Crown Prince, who was still sullen before, suddenly lost his temper and quietly reached out to touch the young lady's hand.
The young lady glared again and pulled her hand back.
The prince reached out again...
The tug and pull made Hosta feel ashamed. She lowered her head and couldn't avoid it, so she simply turned her head to the side.
Zhao Xiyan's strength was far inferior to that of Xu Jing. He held her hand tightly, her heartbeat was a little fast, and her cheeks were warm. In the end, she didn't pull any more and just let him go.
The two grew up together when they were young, and it was common for them to hold hands side by side. However, after they were ten years old, they were rarely so close.
The anger in Xu Jing's heart disappeared. At this time, he was filled with pride and joy. He wished that time would freeze and the carriage would never stop.
…
The long journey in the past suddenly became shorter tonight.
Soon, the carriage stopped outside Zhaojiafang.
An anxious and familiar voice sounded outside the carriage: "Yue Ya'er, is Yue Ya'er back?"
Zhao Xiyan suddenly pulled back her hand and said, "Dad, I'm here."
Xu Jing retracted his hand with some regret, and his fingertips seemed to be smooth and soft to the touch.
Standing outside the carriage was the anxious Zhao Yuanming.
In the evening, when he came back from clan studies, Yue Ya'er had already left the house in a carriage, leaving a brief letter saying that he had something important to do and would be back soon.
This wait lasted from dusk until dark, until the middle of the night when no one was seen. Zhao Yuanming was so anxious that he walked around so hard that the ground outside the square door was thinned.
Zhao Xiyan got off the carriage, Zhao Yuanming glanced at him, and his expression suddenly changed: "Where did you get the blood on you?"
Only then did Zhao Xiyan realize that there was a dark red patch on her clothes.
This was the blood on Xu Jing's clothes, which got on her body when they hugged her.
"I'm fine. I'm stained with other people's blood." Zhao Xiyan explained in a low voice.
Xu Jing also quickly got out of the carriage, clasped his fists at the Master and apologized: "Master, please calm down, everything today is all my fault. I will send Sister Yue Yaer back now, and I will explain to the Master after the matter is settled."
Zhao Yuanming glanced at the large bloodstains on Xu Jing's body, and smelled the bloody smell wafting from the carriage. He was filled with surprise and nodded: "You go and do your work first. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it tomorrow."
Xu Jing responded, waited for the hosta to come down, and then got on the carriage.
Xu San turned the car around, and a group of soldiers followed him on horseback.
Zhao Yuanming frowned, and without asking any further questions, he whispered: "Yueya'er, follow me back first."
Zhao Xiyan hummed.
The father and daughter walked for a while and soon returned home. Under the bright candlelight, the blood stains on Zhao Xiyan's clothes became more glaring.
"What happened?" Zhao Yuanming stared at Zhao Xiyan closely.
Zhao Xiyan closed the door of the study room and recounted what happened during the day.
Zhao Yuanming's expression changed again and again, and the first thing he blurted out was: "You said before that you wanted to break up with Xu Jing. Now how do you explain it to him?"
The girl's heart was like a mess and she couldn't figure it out.
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and said with some annoyance in her tone: "I haven't thought about it yet."
How can young people's love be cut off if they want to?
Zhao Yuanming didn't know what he thought of, and complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, which quickly disappeared: "Forget it, just think about it slowly if you don't think about it."
"This time, Wang Tong will shed his skin even if he doesn't die! He will definitely not be able to keep his position as city gate official."
"It's a pity that Zhou Sui ran away."
Hearing the words "Zhou Sui", Zhao Xiyan's eyebrows were dark and her eyes were cold: "He can't run far. His bandit den is in Qinglong Mountain, Pingyuan County. It won't be long before he gets a taste of the power of the imperial bandit-suppressing army.
