"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!"

Jing Zhe glanced at the man in the felt hat, feeling like he'd seen him somewhere before, and then added, "It was just that you lost your balance and pulled your balls, what does it have to do with me? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll sue you for defamation!"

"..."

Perhaps never imagining that a stranger from out of town would dare to speak to him like that, the man in the felt hat paused for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and sneered.

"Heh, go report me to the authorities? Do you know who I am?"

Jing Zhe, not to be outdone, also glared at him coldly.

"Then do you know who I am?"

This question once again left the man in the felt hat bewildered.

His mission was simply to seize the Zhang family's liquor, such a simple task, so why did this kind of character suddenly appear?

Judging from his tone, he seems to be someone of great importance.

The man in the felt hat seemed a little guilty, and his tone softened considerably. "Then who are you?"

"Heh, you don't even know who I am, so why would I know who you are?"

"..."

The man in the felt hat's face darkened: Is he making fun of me like a fool?

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhang Xuexian leaned closer again, chuckling humbly, "Young Master Wu, this is my distant nephew, A-Kun, who came from Yongzhou. He has just arrived in Jingzhou and does not know you yet. If he has offended you in any way, I apologize on his behalf!"

At the same time, he did not forget to introduce the identity of the man in the felt hat to Jing Zhe.

"Ah Kun, Young Master Wu's grandfather is the Vice Minister of War, and his father is Prefect Wu of Jingzhou. Young Master Wu comes from a distinguished family, so please be more polite!"

After saying that, he subtly winked at Jing Zhe, signaling him to say something conciliatory and not offend the important figure.

This name really suits his despicable character.

Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe seemed to have gained some insight.

Lin Wenyao's maternal grandfather was the Vice Minister of War in Jingzhou.

It is said that nephews resemble their uncles. Lin Wenyao and Wu De are cousins, so they naturally look alike. No wonder he looked familiar at first glance.

"Is Lin Wenyao from Yongzhou your cousin?"

Wu De frowned after hearing this.

If it weren't for Lin Wenyao, his grandfather Wu Xianyong would probably be the Minister of War by now.

Lin Wenyao had no choice but to offend Princess Mo Chen. Fortunately, his grandfather severed ties with his aunt in time, otherwise it wouldn't have been just a matter of not getting a promotion, but the extermination of his entire family!

He naturally had no good feelings towards Lin Wenyao's friends!

"I don't know him! Don't try to get on my good side!"

Wu De rolled his eyes at him, then changed the subject, "Zhang Xuexian, do you have any strong liquor at home?"

Yes...yes!

"Hehe, that's right."

After saying that, he waved to the constables behind him, "Search this place thoroughly. Seize and confiscate everything that contains spirits or anything related to the manufacture of spirits!"

"yes!"

As he spoke, the constable was about to rush forward when Jing Zhe stepped forward and stopped him. "On what grounds do you confiscate this strong liquor?"

"On what grounds? Everyone knows this spirit is a precious item exclusively for royalty. Someone reported you for stealing royal property, so naturally we have to confiscate it and investigate!"

Who reported it?

"Who reported it—what does it have to do with you?"

Wu De looked at Jing Zhe impatiently. His orders for today were to bring back the liquor and equipment, and ignore everything else.

"You're going to seize my uncle's house, so of course it's related to me!"

"How come I don't recognize you?"

At this moment, a man dressed as a merchant squeezed in from behind the constable and stared at Jing Zhe, saying something.

"Song Zude, what are you doing here?"

Before Jing Zhe could ask a question, Zhang Xuexian jumped out, pointing at the man and angrily saying.

Jing Zhe, however, felt a pang of emotion upon hearing the name. One was immoral, and the other had squandered the virtues of his ancestors. They were truly birds of a feather!

"When you betrayed Zhang Family Winery, I told you never to set foot in the Zhang family again. Didn't you hear me?"

It turns out that Song Zude used to be Zhang Xuexian's deputy, but he immediately betrayed him after the distillery was acquired.

"Heh, what betrayal? You're incompetent and can't run Zhang's Winery, so you won't let me do it?"

After saying that, he ignored him and looked at Wu De with a fawning smile, saying, "Young Master Wu, don't listen to these people's nonsense. I can guarantee that they stole the method for making this strong liquor! Because I've worked in the distillery for so many years, if they can make strong liquor, why can't I?"

Wu De nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, and was about to give the order when he was interrupted again, much to his annoyance.

"I'm the one who made this strong liquor, and you were already gone when I arrived, so of course you wouldn't!"

Jing Zhe said in a deep voice.

"You made it? Are you sure?"

Wu De squinted and asked.

"Sure!"

"Hehe, okay."

I was just looking for an excuse to mess with you!

Wu De sneered and waved his hand, saying, "Guards! Arrest this guy who stole royal secrets!"

"yes!"

The constables closest to Jing Zhe were about to attack after hearing this, but Hanhan reacted quickly, taking three steps in two to block in front of him and slapping away the outstretched hands of the two constables.

The simpleton was surprisingly strong; the two constables felt their arms go numb. In Jingzhou, whenever they arrested someone, they had never encountered resistance.

They exchanged a glance, both filled with anger.

"court death!"

After saying that, they both drew their swords and stepped forward again.

Hanhan has a natural aversion to government officials, and since they've come to him of their own accord, he won't hold back at all.

With lightning speed, the kick was delivered before the constable could even see it clearly, and he was sent flying, crying out in pain.

All of this happened so fast that Wu De was completely stunned.

When he finally realized what was happening, he flew into a rage, pointing at Jing Zhe and yelling, "So, you dare to attack the soldiers? This time you'll regret it! All of you, get him and throw him in jail!"

"Young Master Wu, please calm down!"

Zhang Xuexian hadn't expected things to develop this way. After speaking, he quickly tugged at Jing Zhe, "Ah Kun, didn't we have—"

"uncle!"

Jing Zhe gave Zhang Xuexian a wink, interrupting him.

Zhang Xuexian's intention was simply to show off his gold medal, and then who would dare to confiscate their liquor?

But Jing Zhe didn't want that. He wanted to see what big fish was hidden behind this little prefect's son!

"Since Young Master Wu wants to arrest me, then let him arrest me!"

He patted Zhang Xuexian's hand and pointed to the gold medal in his clothes, telling him not to be nervous.

Turning to Wu De, "Are you sure you want to arrest me?"

When has Wu De ever seen such a pretentious person? Do I need to be sure if I want to arrest you?

"take away!"

After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

Hanhan wanted to resist, but Jing Zhe stopped him and told him to stay at home. He was then taken away by the constables. The onlookers outside the door pointed and whispered when they saw this.

Song Zude glanced at Zhang Xuexian with a smug look, then swaggered out.

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