The War God Uncle's Delicate Wife

Although there were some setbacks along the way, they finally arrived in the capital smoothly. As soon as Jiang Xingyi returned to the Taifu Mansion, he went to the study with his father without stopping. There, not only was Xie Bian waiting for them, but also Xie Ci who had just returned a few days ago was there.

"Hello, grandpa!" Jiang Xing bowed respectfully to Xie Bian.

"Xing'er, you are finally back. You have worked so hard on this journey. Sit down and take a rest." Xie Bian quickly motioned Jiang Xing to sit down, and looked at his pale face with concern. Xie Bian could not help but feel distressed, because when his eldest grandson Xie Ci came back, he was still injured. It was not until after a period of recuperation that his physical condition improved slightly. Now seeing his grandson Jiang Xing's equally pale face, he truly realized how serious the injury was at that time.

Xie Ci couldn't help but say, "Cousin, you really should have rested for a while before coming back!" He has always felt guilty because his grandfather had repeatedly told him to protect his cousin before he set out. Although his cousin later wrote back, saying that he didn't blame him, Xie Ci still believed that he was limited in his ability and couldn't protect his cousin, causing him to be so seriously injured. Now that he saw his cousin like this, his guilt became even stronger.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious. You just need to rest for a few more days." Jiang Xing said to Xie Ci who had a worried look on his face. He hoped that his words could make Xie Ci feel more at ease, and he also wanted to reassure his grandfather and father who were sitting next to him.

"Okay, let's make it short. After that, go and have a rest." Xie Bian interrupted their conversation. He was worried about Jiang Xing's physical condition and knew that he needed more time to recover.

"Your grandfather is right." Master Jiang also agreed. He was also worried about the health of his eldest son. After all, Jiang Xing had been seriously injured before, and it was not suitable for him to sit for a long time.

"Grandfather, this was brought back by my father from the secret guard. I haven't opened it yet." Jiang Xing placed the oil paper package brought back by the secret guard on the desk.

"Ci'er, open it!" Xie Bian glanced at Xie Ci.

Xie Ci did not hesitate to open the two oil paper packages and handed the contents to his grandfather. Xie Bian took it and looked at it. His brows were furrowed, his face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out, and his breathing became more and more rapid. Suddenly, he threw his hands and threw the pile of papers on the table.

"This is outrageous! How dare they?" Xie Bian was so angry that he was shaking all over and roared in rage.

Upon seeing this, Master Jiang quickly stood up and picked up the carton to take a look. Although he did not throw it directly like Xie Bian did, he also slammed the table heavily, his eyes revealing deep anger and disappointment.

Afterwards, Jiang Xing and Xie Ci also looked through the contents of the cartons, and both were shocked by the contents. Especially Xie Ci, his performance was almost the same as Xie Bian, his face was full of anger, veins popped out on his forehead, his fists clenched, and his eyes flashed with anger. Jiang Xing was relatively calm, he actually guessed the general situation, but he didn't expect them to be so cruel and ruthless.

"Grandfather, the things in here will be handed over to the emperor tomorrow, so my cousin will have to make the trouble to come here tomorrow. Come with me to the palace!" Jiang Xing said and looked at Xie Bian.

"Of course, the emperor has personally appointed you two to investigate this case. The last time Ci'er came back to the palace, he didn't give the emperor much information. So the emperor has been suppressing the case. This time you are back and brought back these things, so naturally you have to go to the palace again to report!" Xie Bian said.

"Okay, go back and have some rest. Ci'er will come to pick up your cousin tomorrow morning. When you go to the palace tomorrow, just hand the things over to His Majesty and don't say anything more." Xie Bian reminded. He could almost guess how angry the emperor would be tomorrow.

"Yes, grandpa." Jiang Xing nodded in response.

"Yes, grandfather." Xie Ci also responded.

Then Xie Bian took Xie Ci and quietly left through the back door of the Taifu Mansion. They did not enter through the front door when they came, so they must have left quietly when they left.

"Xing'er. Go and have a rest!" Tutor Jiang turned around and said to Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing stood up unsteadily, his face pale and his lips trembling as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end. He staggered, as if he might fall at any time.

"Yuanchu, come and help the young master go back to his room to rest." Yuanchu hurried in from outside, carefully supported Jiang Xing, and walked out step by step. Jiang Taifu silently reorganized the papers and placed them neatly on the table. His eyes were solemn, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his heart was full of worry and helplessness.

When everything was packed up, Master Jiang sighed deeply and slowly sat down at the table. He stared quietly ahead, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. Although they successfully brought back these crucial evidences, it also meant that the Jiang and Xie families would inevitably offend many dignitaries in the court. It was like touching a huge spider web, and the consequences were unpredictable.

Master Jiang knew that this decision would bring tremendous pressure and challenges to the family.