Chapter 527 Sorry

The following day, Sanwa's official position was confirmed.

Xie Zheng was initially hesitant. In fact, he had already identified a suitable position for Sanwa, but he was afraid that others would accuse him of favoritism and abuse of power.

Over the past three years, he has established himself in Jincheng. Those who used to be opportunists who only cared about survival are now following him and doing real work. He is no longer fighting alone.

The officials in Jincheng have become clearly divided. The group led by Wang Can is still large and powerful, but they dare not be too blatant because of Xie Zheng's identity.

Wang Can had secretly tampered with the money.

Adding to the matter of Wang Yong, he harbored a deep grudge against Xie Zheng.

Two years ago, the Taoist priest made Wang Yong make a choice. Wang Can was bedridden for several months, and his hands and feet twitched so badly that he almost died. He found a wandering sorcerer from somewhere, who performed a ritual, and he recovered.

Later, Wang Can learned from some unknown source that the Taoist priest who helped Wang Yong had a close relationship with Xie Zheng, and he kept blaming Xie Zheng for this.

When Xie Zheng thought of the assassination attempt yesterday, the first person he thought of was Wang Can; there was no one else.

Wang Can is a ruthless person who rarely leaves room for maneuver in his actions.

He was the most difficult local bully to control, and he had been dealing with Xie Zheng both openly and covertly.

However, after dealing with him for a while, Xie Zheng found Wang Can's weakness, and he dared not make any rash moves on the surface.

This year, several of the newly appointed Juren (successful candidates in the provincial examinations) have already been snatched away by Wang Can. Only two Jinshi (successful candidates in the imperial examinations) have returned. The other one has long been lured into Wang Can's camp by a combination of threats and intimidation with his gold, silver, and valuables. Sanwa must stand on his side.

Since ancient times, there has always been black and white in this world.

In the officialdom, Xie Zheng had his own way of surviving. Otherwise, in the capital, a place that devours people without spitting out their bones, let alone being exiled, he might not have been able to leave the city alive.

Despite his dramatic rise and fall and several demotions, he remained unscathed, thanks to the scales of justice in his heart.

In conclusion, Xie Zheng was an honest and upright official, but he was not one to be trifled with.

He and Sanwa returned from the yamen before noon.

Everyone saw that Xie Zheng's arm was wrapped in white cloth, and the blood seeped through the cloth, which looked very gruesome. His lips were pale, and he looked badly injured.

Song Chunxue asked curiously, "Did someone cause you trouble again last night?"

“That’s right. Someone rushed into the study in the middle of the night and died before they could even touch me. They lost five people. So, as he wished, I took leave for more than half a month under the pretext of being seriously injured, and slowly dealt with him.”

Thinking of the danger of yesterday, Song Chunxue looked worried.

"Wasn't Wang Can supposed to suffer a backlash? How come he's so hard to kill?"

The thought of Sanwa and Mulan living in the Xie residence made her feel uneasy.

“I’ll stay with Sanwa and Mulan tonight. I want to see what other tricks they have up their sleeves,” she said, her brows furrowing deeply. “No, why should we just sit here and wait to die? He tried to assassinate you, so why don’t we assassinate him?”

Song Chunxue had heard from the second brother about the conflict between Wang Can and Xie Zheng, which was related to Wang Yong's affairs.

Wang Yong now has a sinecure and plays the role of a peacemaker in the middle.

Because Wang Yong had cleaned up his messes and done many bad things for him, and because he was ultimately a member of the Wang family, they turned a blind eye to him.

This matter ultimately stemmed from Song Chunxue, and she could not stand idly by.

"Of course, I am not such a rigid person. An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth is the norm. Wang Can's mansion was on fire and was even rebelled by twenty rats."

Song Chunxue could tell that he was still being too soft-hearted.

“He wants your life, but you always leave him some leeway. You just rely on your ability to always escape danger, don’t you?” Song Chunxue slammed her hand on the table. “Tonight, I’m going to take the lead and teach him a lesson.”

It is impolite not to reciprocate. Why should Wang Can, a wicked scoundrel, live a good life?

She drew a talisman, stuck it on the throwing knife, and burned it to ashes.

Xie Zheng panicked a little when he saw her actions. "He can't die now. If he dies, his lackey will be even worse, doing all sorts of despicable things."

"Don't worry, he won't die for now. Bad guys don't die so easily. I'm just making him pay for what he did and suffer a little. It's not that easy for him to die."

Song Chunxue stared at the dozen or so throwing knives and suddenly felt that a bow and arrow would be more convenient.

It seems she needs to learn archery as soon as possible.

I'll buy a lightweight one tomorrow, so I can use it for hunting when I go out.

"Then I'll go with you." Xie Zheng, who had never personally gone to collect a debt before, was eager to try, and excitement appeared on his face.

That bastard Wang Can has done all sorts of bad things, and he leaves no evidence to punish him.

Although he had some highly skilled fighters under his command, they seemed to be underutilized and never got to fight them.

He knew the importance of maintaining balance. If Wang Can's faction were completely eliminated, the vacancies in Jincheng's official positions would be too large to fill in the short term.

He requested an imperial decree, saying that it was not yet the right time.

Wang Can's connections are extensive, with officials protecting each other all the way to the capital. His presence here acts as a check and balance, which will make them more restrained.

"Lord Xie, you are the precious darling of the people of Jincheng. You may go, but you must not get too close, lest you fall into their trap."

Xie Zheng assured him, "I'll stay nearby, standing with the guards. I won't attract attention, so don't worry."

Song Chunxue took a deep breath. "Then we'll leave when it gets dark."

As night fell, Song Chunxue took the meteorite iron short sword and, hearing that Hong Ying and the others had returned to their room and were putting the child to sleep, quietly closed the door.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached the backyard and was about to climb over the wall, he was seen by the second son.

"Mom, you're dressed so neatly, what are you going to do?" the second son asked curiously. "You're not going to dig up graves, are you?"

Song Chunxue rolled her eyes; she had stopped digging up graves a long time ago.

“Go teach Wang Can a lesson. Listen to the commotion at the Xie residence; I’m worried about Sanwa and the others.”

The second child perked up immediately, "I'll go with you!"

“No, you’re still working for the government, you need to learn to protect yourself.” Song Chunxue tugged at her men’s clothing and tied a black cloth over her face. “Wait for my good news.”

After saying that, she ran quickly and jumped over the wall.

The sky was overcast and pitch black today.

Song Chunxue and twenty guards quietly sneaked into Wang Can's residence.

It's so grand and imposing, much more impressive than Lord Xie's courtyard.

She followed two of them up to the roof and lay down on the roof opposite the study.

The Wang family compound was brightly lit, with a row of lanterns hanging along the ten-meter-long corridor, making it even more luxurious than the Prince's Mansion.

Servants patrolled the courtyard regularly, maintaining a well-ordered atmosphere.

The old man, he's done too many bad things and he's afraid of dying.

Song Chunxue waited patiently, while the two people beside her quietly drew their bows.

As soon as Wang Can came out of the study, two guards with swords immediately stood in front of him.

Song Chunxue narrowed her eyes slightly. Now!

He flung out five throwing knives, followed closely by the sound of arrows from the person beside him.

awkward.

She then pulled out a newly bought dagger and threw it.

Sorry, I got so excited that I didn't even think about sparing his life. I was just afraid I hadn't stabbed him hard enough!