An official in black casual clothes hurriedly passed through the West Flower Hall of the government office, walked along the corridor, and came to the west wing.
He looked around cautiously, then rushed into the prefect's study.
The autumn wind blew in with a hint of coolness.
A yamen runner in casual clothes looked nervously at the prefect at his desk, respectfully handed him a letter with both hands, and said respectfully in a hurried and unstable tone, "Sir, an urgent letter has arrived from the capital!"
The prefect, who was originally leisurely flipping through official documents, frowned suddenly upon hearing this. He immediately put down the documents in his hand and reached out to take the letter.
He unfolded the letter and read it carefully with a serious expression, his already frowning brows becoming even tighter.
After he finished reading the contents of the letter, his originally calm expression disappeared completely, leaving only a solemn and serious look.
He quickly burned the letter, then stood up and walked out, ordering his subordinates: "Prepare the horses immediately!"
It was almost dusk, and the golden autumn sun hung in the sky, illuminating the solemn and majestic city with a warm yellow hue.
The prefect changed into casual clothes and left the city with two trusted subordinates.
A moment later, the prefect on a fast horse arrived at the military camp outside the city.
In the military camp, soldiers were patrolling back and forth.
After receiving the call from the guards, the prefect found Wang Jiang's tent as if he was familiar with the place.
When Wang Jiang entered the tent, he was leisurely polishing his sword. Seeing the prefect coming in, he stood up calmly to greet him: "My Lord Prefect, you have come to me in such a hurry, but what happened?"
The prefect didn't bother with polite greetings and said directly, "I do have an urgent matter to ask of you."
He bowed to Wang Jiang and began to explain his purpose.
"Today, I received an urgent letter from the Crown Prince, stating that a censor from the capital has arrived and is coming to Dong'an City to investigate the case of Wei Jiangyi's suicide. The Crown Prince said he had arranged for someone to take action on the way, but unfortunately, they escaped, and now the censor's whereabouts are unknown. His Highness is asking us to find a way to secretly search for him. No matter what, we must not let him reach Dong'an City alive."
When Wang Jiang heard the prefect talking about the death of his cousin Wei Jiangyi, his originally calm face suddenly turned gloomy.
He threw away the cloth he was using to wipe his sword, and with a bang, the sword hit the table beside him.
The wooden table shattered into pieces in an instant.
Wang Jiang saw the prefect taking two steps back in fear of his furious look, and he raised the corner of his lips and sneered.
His cousin didn't commit suicide at all, but was beaten to death by Xiao Yunyu!
However, my cousin secretly took banned drugs from the previous dynasty during his lifetime and did many shameful things. If the emperor knew about these things, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Wang Jiang had been suppressing the anger in his heart. He was holding his anger in and couldn't vent it, and he felt depressed and resentful every day.
He asked in a deep voice, "Do you know who the inspector is?"
The prefect quickly replied, "The letter says it's from the second son of the Marquisate, Xiao Yunchen."
Wang Jiang was surprised for a moment when he heard this, but soon a sinister calculation flashed in his eyes.
The person who killed his cousin was Xiao Yunchen's elder brother Xiao Yunyu.
Although he wanted to avenge his cousin, Xiao Yunyu now held military power, and even the young master of the General of Cavalry's Mansion obeyed his orders.
Ever since Xiao Yunyu came to the northwest, he has been suppressed and he has no way to take revenge.
But Xiao Yunchen is different. He is a civil official who can only write poems and is powerless. His whereabouts are still unknown. It is much easier to deal with him.
Thinking of this, Wang Jiang raised a cold smile and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, my Lord, I will take care of the matter of the inspector. Now that he has entered my territory, he can't live!"
The prefect's face lit up when he heard this, and he quickly bowed and thanked him, saying, "Now my every move is under Xiao Yunyu's surveillance, making it very inconvenient for me to do anything. General Wang is willing to help, and I am deeply grateful. If you need anything from me in the future, please feel free to let me know."
Wang Jiang waved his hand, "We are all working for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so there's no need to be polite." He stood up and said, "I'll arrange for people to set up ambushes everywhere. I want to see how long Xiao Yunchen can hide!"
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The cold moonlight shone into the dark and dilapidated hut. A white figure was lying on the wooden bed covered with only a thin layer of clothes. The wild northwest night wind blew in through the shabby window frame, bringing with it a biting chill.
The person on the bed had a cold, jade-white face with a little blood on it, his hair was crooked and messy.
The blood on his shoulder had stained the moon-white brocade robe a deep red. The moonlight shone on his body, and in the extreme contrast between black and white, the bright red was particularly conspicuous.
Ru Liu staggered into the room, pushed the door open, gritted her teeth and closed it, then half-dragged her steps towards the wooden bed.
He looked at Xiao Yunchen's delicate face, which looked miserable and disheveled under the cold moonlight, and felt a surge of self-blame.
It’s all because he’s useless and unable to protect the young master!
He stretched out his hand tremblingly and gently pushed the young man who was lying motionless on the wooden board.
A hoarse voice called out in a low voice: "Master, the medicine is here, please wake up!"
Seeing that the young man on the bed had no reaction, Ru Liu suddenly panicked and stretched out her fingers to press against Xiao Yunchen's nose.
Fortunately, I'm still breathing.
Thinking about how his son had grown up almost smoothly, but now he has to suffer such pain.
Ru Liu felt an uncomfortable sour feeling in her eyes. She sniffed and began to treat Xiao Yunchen's wound.
As the night deepens, the northwest wind becomes more violent.
The person lying quietly on the wooden board, his originally pale and cold body slowly turned red in the dark night.
He slowly opened his eyes, his brows suddenly furrowed, his pale lips turned bright red, and his dark eyes were empty and desolate in the night.
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