The besties traveled through the book together, and the prince and general became abandoned husbands

After hearing what Xiao Tong said, Jiang Wumei knew that he rarely paid attention to Junjun's news.

Otherwise, with the Qilin Guards around, how could he not know that the Regent of Tianqi would accompany Junjun back to the Great Sage.

"Your Majesty, Junjun mentioned in her letter that the Regent of Apocalypse will come with her to the Great Sage."

After reminding Xiao Tong, Jiang Wumei quietly watched his reaction.

Sure enough, when Xiao Tong heard this, his thick eyebrows knitted tightly:

"Come to the Great Sage?"

Jun Xiaochen is actually coming to the Great Sage?

Jiang Wumei hummed and explained:

"Maybe it's for Junjun."

Xiao Tong nodded without asking any more questions. He had been busy looking for Niao Niao and investigating people these days, and had no time to care about others. All the letters sent by Chen Yu were thrown into the air to collect dust.

It seems that he missed some information. He needs to look it up after returning to Beijing.

Seeing that Xiao Tong looked okay, Jiang Wumei felt relieved.

On the way back, Zhao Qi prepared a carriage.

The carriage was spacious and exquisite, with thick blankets in the compartment. Even when traveling on the bumpy mountain road, Jiang Wumei did not feel much discomfort.

In the next few days, Jiang Wumei and Xiao Tong quietly returned to the capital under the protection of secret guards.

However, there was a small accident on the way.

When the group passed by Qingcheng, it was raining heavily.

There had been heavy downpours for several days in a row, and the sewage on the official road was not cleared in time, so the rainwater accumulated was enough to reach above a person's calf.

It is dangerous and difficult for a carriage to travel through it.

As soon as the group entered Qingcheng, they were trapped in the inn in the city and could not leave.

Xiao Tong's face was as dark as a cloud. He ordered the secret guards to stay in the inn to protect Jiang Wumei, and he took Zhao Qi and others to settle accounts with the local officials.

After Xiao Tong left, Jiang Wumei stayed in the room to rest for a while. Listening to the heavy rain outside the inn, a trace of worry crept into her heart.

Walking to the window and looking at the dark clouds in the sky, listening to the hurried footsteps of people on the street, Jiang Wumei frowned and felt inexplicably uneasy.

Such heavy rain had been falling in Qingcheng for three consecutive days before she and Xiao Tong arrived.

The water level in the moat outside Qingcheng is rising rapidly. If it is not dealt with quickly, the city may be flooded.

Before transmigrating into the book, Jiang Wumei had seen a rainstorm sweeping across a city, killing people in just a few hours.

In this technologically advanced age, when manpower and material resources can be mobilized quickly, people still die due to floods, not to mention in ancient times when even transportation information was difficult to transmit.

Jiang Wumei pursed her lips, calmed down, and called the secret guard into the house.

"What are your instructions, Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine?"

The secret guards who stayed here were all outstanding. They were not only skilled in martial arts but also very smart.

Jiang Wumei looked at the two people who entered the room and said:

"Send someone to tell the emperor a message.

The rain is pouring down, and the moat outside Qingcheng is threatening to burst and flood the entire city. If Your Majesty personally leaves the city to investigate, please be sure to exercise due caution."

The two secret guards responded in unison. Jiang Wumei thought for a moment and then said directly:

"Find a map of Qingcheng and send it to me."

Although the two secret guards didn't know what Jiang Wumei wanted the map for, they quickly agreed.

After the two secret guards left quickly, Jiang Wumei stood by the window. Her heart grew heavier as her fingertips touched the wet window frame.

Xiao Tong had long anticipated the severity of the rainstorm in Qingcheng. As he walked along, he did not see any soldiers clearing the waterways on the road, and his anger grew bigger and bigger.

Riding all the way to the yamen, Xiao Tong's face was so ugly that it could not be described.

At this moment, his face was more terrifying than the sky covered with dark clouds above his head.

Dark clouds rolled in, with lightning flashing through them.

Even though Xiao Tong was wearing a rainproof cloak, his clothes were soaked by the heavy rain when he dismounted.

Zhao Qi and the secret guards followed Xiao Tong with swords on their waists. They stood in front of the government office with an oppressive aura, which frightened the officials at the gate so much that their voices trembled.

"What are you planning to do in front of the government office?"

Outside the government office, the two officers wanted to act as majestically as they used to scold the common people, but as soon as they opened their mouths and met the gaze of the tall man in front of them, their calves softened and their words lost all their arrogance.

Seeing that everyone was standing in the rain without answering, the two officers swallowed their saliva and were about to shout again when Zhao Qi stood up from behind, pulled out a token made of fine iron from his waist, and thrust it in front of the officers, almost poking them in the eyes.

The officer was startled and was about to lose his temper, but when he saw the pattern on the token clearly, his knees went weak with fright and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"My lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me."

"Gather all the officials in charge of Qingcheng together immediately. If you dare to delay something important, you'll be in trouble."

Zhao Qi lowered his voice, and just then there was a loud thunder in the sky. The two officers kowtowed a few times, hurriedly got up from the rain, and ran out to look for people, as if there was an evil ghost chasing them.

Xiao Tong's face was as gloomy as water. He glanced at the golden plaque on the government office and stepped into the government office in the accumulated water.

The emperor's personal arrival caused an uproar among officials in Qingcheng.

They rushed to the government office in the heavy rain. Just as the officials knelt down and kowtowed to state their official positions, two officials were beheaded on the spot by the secret guards beside the emperor.

The thunder roared and the candlelight in the house flickered.

Stepping on the sticky and smelly blood, the remaining officials of Qingcheng were all shaking like quails.

"I heard that before you all came here, you all had tea and wine in the mansion?

It seems that I am usually too kind, which is why you good-for-nothings like me have become so bold.

That's fine too. When the flood sweeps through and breaks into Qingcheng, I will tie you up in front of the government office and let the flood wash your brains over you."

The more angry Xiao Tong became, the calmer his expression became.

Just a few casual words frightened all the officials in Qingcheng.

Zhao Qi stood behind Xiao Tong, the big knife in his hand still dripping blood. The officials all knelt on the ground, wailing in varying degrees for the emperor to spare their lives.

Xiao Tong's eyes fell on the backs of the officials.

“Go and do your work.

If this rainstorm endangers Qingcheng, I will take your heads without mercy."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Thank you, Your Majesty..."

The officials thanked him in various ways, and regardless of the blood on their hands, they got up from the ground and ran out.

The sky of Qingcheng is high and the emperor is far away, and officials have always protected each other and acted lazily and profit-seeking.

In previous years, when heavy rains flooded the city, they were too lazy to make arrangements and just dealt with the matter casually. Even if civilians died, they kept it secret and did not report it. They also used this as an excuse every year to petition the court to allocate money for disaster relief.

After doing this for a few years, the officials in Qingcheng became fat and bloated, and their actions became more and more daring. Whenever there was a rainstorm, instead of taking measures to protect the city, they hid in their mansions and enjoyed themselves, hoping that the rain would get heavier and Qingcheng would be flooded more severely so that they could make more money.

Unexpectedly, the same situation occurred this year, but the emperor himself came on tour, and not only did he not get any money, but two officials died.

Now, the remaining officials did not dare to make trouble anymore. As soon as they returned to the government office, they were busy commanding the officers and soldiers in the city to run around, dredging the accumulated water everywhere and reinforcing the moat.

As night fell, the rain continued to fall.

Jiang Wumei looked at the deserted street, raised her hand to close the window and returned to the table.