Chapter 1159 Uncle Song is Mighty
Zhang Chengxuan sat up straight, wondering if this was going too far.
Junior brother, you really have a lot of nerve. How is this any different from kidnapping an official of the imperial court?
Hopefully they won't run into any trouble afterward.
When traveling, it's best to keep a low profile.
"Junior brother, in my opinion..."
"Um?"
Before Zhang Chengxuan could finish speaking, Song Chunxue tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes showing no sign of backing down, as if to say, "If you dare to stop me, I'll completely ignore you."
"It's alright, junior brother, please continue." Looking at his junior brother's current appearance, Zhang Chengxuan could no longer regard him as Song Chunxue from his memories.
At this moment, she clearly resembled someone who had just come down from the mountain and desperately needed a fight to balance out the overly bland life of the past year.
Moreover, judging from her attire, she is androgynous, exuding a strong and domineering aura.
He worried that if he did something wrong, his junior brother would be the first to criticize him.
A year ago, it wasn't a big deal, but now that she's appeared with the Overlord Sword, his Azure Cloud Sword hasn't reacted and has started to play dead.
In terms of hard work, he really couldn't compare to his junior brother.
Under the watchful eyes of Changfeng and Changyun, the registrar nervously retrieved the dossier from the archives, picked up the brush, but didn't know how to begin writing.
Song Chunxue stepped forward with her sword in hand. "If you don't know how to write this, should we wake up your county magistrate and teach you this?"
As she spoke, Song Chunxue turned to the four constables who were watching the commotion from a distance, "Come here and kick your master awake."
"No, no, please spare my life, heroine!"
"We still need to live, please have mercy, heroine."
Seeing that she was serious, the registrar quickly said, "I'll write it, I can write it."
Tu Dan'er, standing to the side, looked at his martial uncle, his mind filled with thoughts.
Take my uncle, for example, he's more reliable in handling things. He's been feeling incredibly frustrated these past few days.
Master is too kind. Trying to reason with this kind of person is just a losing proposition.
We should follow our martial uncle's example and subdue people with martial virtue; it saves us a lot of trouble.
These past few days at Lord Wang's house, he's had to deal with that wretched woman's constant harassment. Several times he felt like he was going crazy from holding it in, and he even wanted to slap her to death.
If his uncle hadn't come, he wouldn't have known that his master would have asked him to use expedient measures.
If he's going to marry that kind of woman, I'd rather kill him.
That's infuriating.
Now that my uncle has arrived, I realize that the weight on my head has disappeared.
So that's how it can be done.
He wrote it down.
"Uh..." Before the registrar had finished writing, Wang Jian, who had been lying unconscious on the ground, woke up.
He struggled to support himself on the ground, the soft flesh around his waist being squeezed into several folds.
"My lord, my lord, you're awake."
One of the constables stepped forward and helped him up.
"What are you doing?" Wang Jian pointed at Song Chunxue and said slowly, "Lock her up."
Song Chunxue turned to look at him, her eyes smiling.
The next moment, Wuyou wrapped her arms around his neck again.
"It seems you've forgotten what happened earlier, sir. Why not faint again?"
Wang Jian froze, memories of the time before he fainted flooding back, making him break out in a cold sweat.
In broad daylight, the woman in front of me, with her ambiguous smile, was even more terrifying than a female ghost.
"May I ask, sir, can the case of that mother and son be closed?"
Wang Jian felt the wound on his neck hurt even more; it was the sword moving on its own.
He waved his hands repeatedly, "Yes, yes, of course the case can be closed. Please let go, heroine. If I'm not careful, I might really lose my life. I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness before. Please forgive me."
forgive?
Now it can talk.
“I cannot bear the responsibility of forgiveness or not. Isn’t this your domain? The only ones who can forgive you are yourself and the current emperor. Lord Wang, please don’t be mistaken.”
Lord Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead. "The heroine is right."
"My lord, it's done." The registrar handed the closing statement to Lord Wang.
Lord Wang hurriedly took it with both hands and stiffly handed it to Song Chunxue.
"Master Zhang, please take this." Song Chunxue seemed uneasy and asked again, "Lord Wang isn't trying to fool me, is he? You think handing this over to that mother and child will close the case?"
"It's already stamped with the official seal, there's no mistake, please rest assured, lady." Lord Wang was bowing and scraping as he spoke, with a smile on his face.
Song Chunxue nodded, "That's good then. Let's go back."
Zhang Chengxuan was surprised. That's it?
Is it really that simple?
If he had known this matter could be resolved so quickly, would he have needed to waste these past few days?
"Master Zhang, please wait a moment. I have something to say to you privately."
Song Chunxue took Wuyou, wiped the blood off it, and then handed it to Zhang Chengxuan in front of everyone, saying, "Take this and go."
That corrupt official, he'd be scared to death.
However, she still needs to be careful when she gets back.
As Song Chunxue stepped out of the county government office, she asked Tudan'er, "Where are those two, the mother and child? Are they safe?"
I'm afraid that after she made such a scene today, Lord Wang will make things difficult for the aggrieved party once they leave.
“I know, I’ll take my martial uncle with me.” Tu Dan’er couldn’t help but smile and gave her a thumbs up. “Martial uncle is awesome.”
Song Chunxue raised her hand and patted the back of his head.
*
In the afternoon, Song Chunxue and Zhang Chengxuan watched the carriage leave Suicheng before they finally felt relieved.
Their fears were not unfounded; Lord Wang did indeed threaten Zhang Chengxuan, saying that he had been terribly harmed by him.
If Lord Wang knew that they were not only friends but also fellow disciples, he would probably have a backup plan.
After all, Taoist priests are much easier to deal with than martial arts masters.
"Let's go. Now that things are settled, we should leave Suicheng as soon as possible." Zhang Chengxuan felt that it was not a good place to stay. He had never had such an ugly argument with anyone before.
Although he is not a timid person, there are still a few juniors around, so it's best to be careful.
"What's there to be afraid of? He can't possibly seek revenge on me." Song Chunxue pointed to the inn not far away. "Let's eat over there. I haven't had anything expensive in a long time. It's my treat today."
Zhang Chengxuan sighed helplessly, "One must always be wary of others."
“Then let him come.” Song Chunxue walked ahead. “He’ll stay here tonight. I heard there’s a temple fair tomorrow.”
Zhang Chengxuan couldn't persuade her otherwise, "Junior brother, you're really giving me a headache now, like a thorn in my side."
"Then tell me, are you grateful to me or not?"
"Thank you, thank you, Uncle-Master!" Tu Dan'er excitedly put his arm around Song Chunxue's shoulder. "Uncle-Master was especially domineering today. I'll follow you from now on."
Song Chunxue raised her chin, glanced proudly at Zhang Chengxuan, and quickly headed towards the largest restaurant in Suicheng.
It's already noon, and I'm very hungry.
However, what they didn't know was that Wang Jian was a vengeful person who was trying every means to contact people everywhere, vowing to avenge his humiliation.
No sooner had they entered the restaurant than someone went back to report.
That evening, they chatted in Zhang Chengxuan's room.
"Xie Zheng is also on the mountain. After you came out of seclusion, didn't you think of going to see him?"
"I'm not worried about my senior brother, I just rushed over to see you." Song Chunxue's expression remained unchanged. "It's not too late to see him when we get back. Anyway, he doesn't remember me."
"Do you know that he's going back to the capital in a few days to reunite with his daughter?"
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