Gu Zijian let out a soft breath and hummed in agreement.
Combining his memories from both lifetimes, Sun Jian came to the conclusion that in this era, as a commoner, one simply has no way to directly confront officials.
Even in times of chaos, people still have a very clear understanding of class distinctions.
Due to their social status and limited resources, the lowest-class people sometimes don't even have human rights, let alone the ability to get out of prison.
Regarding the detention of Chu Qingcheng, since Sun Hu dared to do so, it means that he must have already fabricated evidence and was not afraid of Sun Jian's appeal.
Sun Jian is currently penniless and lacks connections.
Oh right! I still have a system!
Thinking of this, Sun Jian hurriedly instructed Gu Zijian to first disperse the villagers and refugees at the gate, and to bring the game hunted today to the village chief's house, cook it, and let them share it. As for the matter of cultivating wild land to plant potatoes, the overall plan remained unchanged.
"Yes, my husband."
Gu Zijian hurriedly went out to give instructions.
"Wan'er, go wait for Old Jiang in the outer room. I need the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to think."
After dismissing everyone around him, Sun Jian couldn't wait to open the system.
"System Master, my wife has been arrested. Is there any way to get her out during the lottery? Or any way to mislead the officials?"
Sun Jian knew that, based on the current situation and clues, there were only two options: one was to find a higher-ranking official and use his connections to get Chu Qingcheng out of prison.
Secondly, he focused all his lottery chances on Wu Li, and rescued people alone at night.
However, the second method is somewhat impractical. Even if the system allows him to instantly reach 90 points in martial arts, making him comparable to some top-tier generals of the time, the consequences would be far more severe and unimaginable if his identity were exposed.
After all, that was the dungeon deep inside the government office, not the execution ground at the Meridian Gate.
Not to mention the hundreds of guards and yamen runners, once it becomes a protracted war, the thousands of armored soldiers guarding the city are not to be underestimated. With 90 points of combat strength, one can barely fight against a hundred, let alone ten thousand? That's just wishful thinking.
Moreover, even with four draws, it's not guaranteed that you'll reach a combat power of 90, so this path can be rejected outright.
We can only pin our hopes on the system and see if it has any bewitching spells.
"Ding, this system does not have such items. Even the store has certain restrictions on technological items, let alone bewitching magic. Even the technology in the host's previous life did not have it."
"Why!"
Upon hearing the system's reply, Sun Jian felt a chill run down his spine.
In a daze, Sun Jian seemed to hear Zhou Wan'er and Lao Jiang talking outside the house.
"Madam Zhou, what I, Old Jiang, am saying is true. You absolutely must not go to the yamen. The reason Sun Hu is so audacious is not only because he fabricated evidence, but more importantly, because he has powerful backers!"
"A powerful backer? What kind of powerful backer?"
"Half a month ago, the county magistrate's wife fell seriously ill, and the county magistrate handed over all the affairs of the county government to the county clerk and the registrar. And that registrar is none other than Sun Hu's godfather!"
"They protect each other and extort money and grain. If Sun Jian goes there, he will have a very slim chance of survival."
"I see. What illness does the county magistrate's wife have? Even if he's not in charge, he can still pay her a visit, right?" Zhou Wan'er pressed.
Old Jiang scratched his temple. "I only heard from others that it was something that bit him, and the wound became festering and swollen. Many famous doctors have said there's no hope..."
Upon hearing this, Sun Jian's heart skipped a beat. He quickly rushed out of the house, grabbed Old Jiang, and asked, "What did you just say?"
Zhou Wan'er and Lao Jiang were both startled by Sun Jian's sudden action.
Old Jiang stammered, "I told you not to go to the county government."
"Not this sentence, the next one!"
"The next sentence? I said they protect each other, and you would have a nine-out-of-ten chance of dying if you went there."
"Damn it! I'm asking you what illness the magistrate's wife has?" Sun Jian was speechless and asked directly.
"She was bitten by something, and she seems to be in bad shape. Many doctors say they are helpless and are just waiting for the old lady to pass away."
Old Jiang added, "I shouldn't know about this myself; it was my uncle from Yicheng who told me."
"Is the magistrate's wife suffering from a persistent high fever? Is she unconscious? Is her pulse weak?" Sun Jian continued to inquire.
"Yes...yes! How did you know?" Old Jiang looked puzzled.
Only Zhou Wan'er knew that her husband seemed to have come up with something, and he remained silent, waiting for Sun Jian's response.
"This is because the wound became infected and inflamed, leading to a persistent high fever."
"Great! That's wonderful!"
"Qingcheng can be saved!"
Sun Jian muttered to himself, suddenly feeling as if he had found a lifeline, and was extremely excited.
"What bacteria? What flames?" Old Jiang was completely bewildered.
"Alright, Old Jiang, do me one last favor. I promise you I'll give you 10 jin of grain, not a single grain will be missing."
"In the end, it's my fault for not taking good care of Madam Chu. I may be poor, but I'm still a man who cares about his reputation."
Old Jiang felt extremely guilty. "Don't mention one favor, even if it were ten, I, Old Jiang, would do it without hesitation! But I have no face to accept the grain. Just tell me, what do you need me to do?"
Sun Jian said earnestly, "Come with me to the city right now and find your uncle, who is an official, so that he can take us to see the county magistrate!"
"I should be able to cure the magistrate's wife. If anything goes wrong, I'm willing to stake my life on it!"
"Huh?" Old Jiang was stunned, looking at Sun Jian with disbelief.
Even Zhou Wan'er, who was standing to the side, did not expect that Sun Jian would dare to say such a thing.
Could it be that their husbands also know medicine?
"What 'ah'? If I dare to say that, it means I'm absolutely certain. Enough talk, let's act now!"
"I want to go too."
Zhou Wan'er was a little worried about Sun Jian and suggested that she should go along as well.
“My lord, please take me with you. It’s getting dark soon, and there are many hooligans and bandits around. It’s not safe to travel at night. If we travel together, we can look out for each other.”
Gu Zijian shook the sword in his hand and said.
Sun Jian was conflicted. On the one hand, he was afraid of something unexpected happening, and on the other hand, he was worried about leaving the women at home. After weighing the options carefully, he agreed to the two women's idea.
"Okay! Let's go together!"
Seeing Sun Jian's certainty, Old Jiang no longer doubted him and quickly borrowed a donkey cart from the village chief, taking Sun Jian and Zhou Wan'er to the city together.
The night was as dark as ink, but fortunately, Sun Jian and his party arrived at their destination safely.
Old Jiang's uncle-in-law was named Wang Youren, and he was the postmaster of Hongnong County.
Although this official position was low-ranking, and the work usually consisted of delivering mail and welcoming officials, the good thing was that they were connected with the county magistrate. With his introduction, Sun Jian and his companions were not beaten out with sticks.
But who could have imagined that when Wang Yicheng learned of Sun Jian's group's purpose, he would instantly fly into a rage.
"Nonsense!"
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