Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

After traveling day and night for several consecutive days, Ziwei and Fukang'an finally arrived outside Jihua Town.

From a distance, she saw several tents set up at the city gate. People were laughing and talking in front of the tents, and the faces of the people coming in and out were filled with joy. These people were none other than the official and his family. Seeing this, Ziwei's heart suddenly ignited with rage, and she almost vomited blood in anger.

She could not bear such a scene because this corrupt official and his family were enjoying their lives so unscrupulously while countless innocent people were suffering and tortured.

Ziwei angrily drew the sword from Fukang'an's waist, determined to kill this corrupt official with her own hands.

However, Fukang'an quickly stopped her and said softly, "Ziwei, don't be impulsive. We can talk about revenge later, but right now we are in urgent need of manpower to help the people. Let them try the cowpox vaccination. If they can survive this, it will be considered a contribution to the people."

Even though he spoke such cruel words in the most gentle tone, Ziwei did not feel that Fukangan was cruel and ruthless. This family really deserved it. After eating the blood of others for so long, it was time to repay them.

This was a good suggestion, so Ziwei sheathed her sword and said calmly, "You're right, we do need someone to test for cowpox. This family is plump and well-fed, making them perfect test subjects."

The two rode into the city gate and were quickly stopped. "Stop! Jihua Town isn't allowing anyone in or out right now. Take a detour!" Several men in yamen uniforms ran over, holding sticks, and shouted angrily.

Fu Kang'an's face turned cold, and he looked at these people with a cold gaze. "Why are the city gates closed in broad daylight?"

The leading yamen runner sneered and said arrogantly, "Who do you think you are? How dare you meddle in the affairs of Jihua Town? See? Our official is living in that tent. He is not someone you can afford to offend. Get out of here if you know what's good for you."

Fu Kang'an looked at him with cold eyes, "Then let your officials roll over here!"

The yamen runner looked at them with disdain, "How dare you insult our official, you little scoundrels!"

After saying this, he waved his hand, and several yamen runners came forward with sticks to beat them.

Fukang'an snorted coldly, jumped up on his horse's back, and rushed towards these people like an eagle, kicking each of them several meters away.

"If you don't want to die, go call that bastard official over here."

The leading yamen runner, a look of terror on his face, tumbled and crawled towards a distant tent. Sweat dripped down his cheeks, splashing a small cloud of dust on the ground. He glanced back as he ran, fearing someone was catching up. When he reached the tent, he didn't go in, but stood at the door and talked to the people inside.

After a while, the tent's curtain was lifted, and a short, fat old man walked out. His clothes were wrinkled, as if he had just woken up. The old man looked at the yamen runner in front of him, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He raised his foot and kicked the yamen runner, cursing, "Useless thing! Why are you so flustered!" Then he walked towards Ziwei and the others.

Ziwei sat quietly on her horse, watching the old man approach. She noticed that his clothes were a little messy, obviously put on in a hurry. A wave of disgust welled up in her heart. Such an official was truly disgusting.

As the old man approached, Ziwei saw his face clearly. He was pale, with small, sharp eyes and thin lips, giving him a sinister and cunning look. His eyes swept over Ziwei and Fukang'an, finally stopping at Ziwei.

Cao De's worries eased considerably when he saw it was just two young men and women. He knew no one would care in such a remote place. He walked past with a reckless gait, his gaze landing directly on the girl on horseback. Her charming face and exquisite figure were truly exquisite.

He rubbed his hands and walked towards Ziwei impatiently, saying frivolously, "Where are you going, young lady? How about you stay here with me, the master?"

Jihua Town was just a remote town. Since he took office, he had never seen such a beautiful girl. Her skin was so tender that you could pinch water out of it, right? He was drooling at the sight. If he could hold her under him, it would definitely feel great.

Ziwei's brows furrowed in disgust and anger at the old man's behavior. She gripped her wind flute tightly, ready to teach this ignorant fellow a lesson at any moment.

Fu Kang'an put his sword against his neck in disgust. He thought to himself, "You crooked official, how dare you fantasize about his sweetheart in front of him?"

"Master Cao, if you don't want your eyes anymore, I can dig them out for you."

The cold touch brought Cao De back from his trance. He looked at Fu Kang'an with disdain, "You little jerk, I'm the official of Jihua Town. You dare to kill me? I'll make sure you're in big trouble."

"Lord Cao is quite capable. Even after being killed, he still makes me suffer the consequences. I, Fu Kang'an, have never seen anyone who can still do evil after death. How about we give it a try?"

"Fu... Fu Kang'an? You... you are the god of death Fu Kang'an?" Cao De's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees. His face was full of fear. How could this evil god come here?

Fu Kang'an raised his eyebrows, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, "It seems that Lord Cao has also heard of my name?"

Cao De's forehead was covered in sweat, and he trembled as he spoke, "Everyone knows the name of General Fucha. Your bravery is a role model for us! You are a master of martial arts and tactics, and you can defeat the enemy in every battle."

"Really?" Fu Kang'an sneered. "Since you regard me as a role model, why did Lord Cao abandon the people of this city and live alone outside the city? Shouldn't he be inside fighting smallpox with everyone else?"

The cold voice seemed to come from hell, making Cao De tremble all over and wet his pants in fear. This evil spirit actually knew about smallpox. It was over. It was all over now.

"Sir Cao, why are you so scared? You are the local official after all. Do you think I dare to take your life?" Fu Kang'an retracted his sword in disgust, stepped back a few steps, and looked at him coldly with a cowardly look.

Cao De realized that although he was only a minor official in a remote area, he was not someone a general could arbitrarily deal with. He didn't need to be so afraid of him. So he pretended to be calm and said, "General, you are joking. I just drank too much water."

Fu Kangan remained noncommittal about his words and pointed to the tightly closed city gate, saying, "Open the door, and your family come in with us."