The War God Uncle's Delicate Wife

"Please rest assured, sir. Thirteen will definitely not let you down!" Thirteen said with a firm look in his eyes.

Jiang Xing looked at the determined young man in front of him, and a sense of trust surged in his heart, but he still couldn't help but remind him: "But remember not to leave for too long, so as not to alert the enemy and arouse their vigilance and attention."

Thirteen nodded slightly, indicating that he understood Jiang Xing's concerns. He then bowed to Jiang Xing and comforted him, "Don't worry, sir. I will make proper arrangements. I will send other reliable people to investigate the matter, and I will try to stay near the post station and increase my appearance frequency. In this way, we can ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Before he finished speaking, Thirteen clasped his fists and saluted, then his figure flashed and left quickly like a ghost, disappearing into the night.

After everything was ready, Jiang Xing and Xie Ci led their entourage to Yangzhou Prefecture. The four of them arrived at the gate of Yangzhou Prefecture, but the scene before them was disappointing - despite the prior notice, there were still few people here and the atmosphere was cold. There were only a few yamen runners sitting lazily at the gate of the prefecture, playing a game called leaf cards.

Jiang Xing winked at Yuan Chu, signaling him to go and ask about the situation. Yuan Chu understood, walked forward, and asked respectfully: "Excuse me, fellow officials, is the prefect in the government office today? My master wants to see you for something..."

However, before Yuanchu could finish his words, the yamen runners waved their hands impatiently and interrupted him, "Go away, go away, don't disturb us from having fun!" This attitude made Yuanchu furious, and he was so angry that he almost poked the runners in the face with his fingers, but in the end he could do nothing and could only return to Jiang Xing in disappointment.

"Sir, look at this! These people are so rude!" Yuanchu has been with Jiang Xing since he was a child. How could he have been treated so coldly? He complained indignantly. His young master has always been smart, shrewd and capable. How could he have been looked down upon like this?

Jiang Xing gently patted the angry Yuanchu on the shoulder, and then glanced at Xie Ci. The two looked at each other, and seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding. Then, Xie Ci suddenly kicked the group of yamen runners. There were only a few muffled "clangs", and in the blink of an eye, those arrogant yamen runners were kicked to the ground.

"Go quickly! Report to your prefect immediately and tell him that Lord Jiang from the capital has arrived!" Xie Ci said sternly, holding a yamen runner like a chicken.

"Yes, yes, yes, sir, please spare my life! I will go and inform them right away!" The bailiff was so scared that he pissed himself and begged for mercy, then crawled towards the mansion.

Time passed minute by minute, and after a long time, the prefect Xu Wen slowly appeared, but his attitude was still arrogant and domineering.

"Sir Jiang, what is the real meaning of your action?" Xu Wen asked with a forced smile, pointing at the bailiff lying on the ground groaning in pain.

"Sir Xu, look at these people, they are so unruly and difficult to discipline. This general, seeing injustice, drew his sword to help and taught them a lesson for you!" Xie Ci's words really made people angry.

"Hmph! Shouldn't I be grateful to General Xie?" Xu Wen was so angry that his face turned blue and the corners of his mouth twitched constantly.

"Haha, Lord Xu, you're too kind! There's no need to worry about such trivial matters." Facing Xu Wen's questioning, Xie Ci was not afraid at all. Instead, he responded with a playful smile.

"General Xie is such a sharp-tongued man!" Xu Wen saw that reasoning with Xie Ci was like talking to a cow, so he turned his gaze to Jiang Xing and asked angrily, "Master Jiang, are you just going to let your brother do whatever he wants?"

"Lord Xu, please calm down. Don't get angry and hurt yourself. Why bother with such trivial matters?" Jiang Xing still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care about Xu Wen's anger.

"Sir Jiang, you actually care about such a trivial matter as beating up a government official?" The person who spoke looked at Jiang Xing in disbelief, as if he was very surprised that he cared so much about this matter.

Hearing this, Jiang Xing frowned slightly, turned to look at Xie Ci beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Beat? Xie Ci, did you hit them?" There was a hint of severity in his voice, and it was obvious that he took the matter very seriously.

Seeing this, Xie Ci calmly flicked the hem of his robe, as if there was something dirty on it. Then he slowly replied, "Your Excellency, how dare I hit the officials? I just kicked those people accidentally, but I was a little bit too strong..."

Hearing Xie Ci's understated explanation, Xu Wen's face turned a little ugly and he was shaking with anger. He pointed at Xie Ci and shouted, "You, you, you are simply unreasonable!" However, in the face of Xu Wen's anger, Xie Ci remained indifferent.

At this time, many people had gathered on both sides of the street to watch the excitement, and whispers could be heard from the crowd from time to time. Seeing this, the master beside him quickly reached out and pulled Xu Wen's sleeve, signaling him not to argue with Xie Ci and others anymore. After all, more and more people were gathering around, and if he continued to entangle, it might cause unnecessary trouble.