Blood spurted, Song Wan Yue’s left hand went into her pocket and pulled out the bottle of golden sore medicine that she had been keeping on her person, using her mouth to pick open the stopper and pour it on the wound, stopping the bleeding. She capped the bottle again and put it in her arms, smiling sorrowfully towards the man at the head of the group.
It had been a long time since she had been wounded, except in her last life when she had first joined the training camp. She slowly stood up straight, copied a sword at her feet and crooked her finger towards the man in charge.
The leader of the group attacked without hesitation, and Song Wan Yue met him, and the two of them tangled.
Song Wangyue was weak and was no match for the leader, so she relied on her flexibility and moved around, but in a few moments the leader received two swords, one on her right arm and one on her left leg.
Song Wangyue took the opportunity to sprinkle another handful of medicinal powder, which the leader dodged and inhaled, and he stopped his attack and quickly retreated.
He stopped his attack and quickly retreated. Song Wangyue used her sword to brace herself on the ground and stood in place breathing heavily, but a smile appeared on her face.
The man at the head of the group had a hunch that something was wrong and was just about to use his strength when blood came out of his mouth and nose. He was shocked and raised his hand to wipe it, but the blood grew, dripping from his hand and falling like drops of water to the ground.
He looked at Song Wangyue in horror.
Song Wangyue smiled brightly, “I said I would leave you a whole body.”
The tall body of the leader fell backwards and landed on the ground with a thud, the dust was splashed high in the air before slowly falling to the ground again.
The rest of the men in black saw this and backed away in terror, only to trip over the corpse behind them and plunge backwards, the guards immediately stepping forward to fill in the blows, and in the blink of an eye, there were less than ten left.
“Don’t let any of them go!”
Song Wangyue coldly voiced.
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Inside the government office.
After saying that, the governor turned around and was about to leave ……
Poof!
In an emergency the county magistrate knelt down towards him, “My lord, the matter is urgent, it can’t wait until tomorrow morning.”
The governor paused in his steps and looked at him impatiently, “Qing Yun County, you are at least a county official, why are you so timid?”
“It’s not that I’m timid, but if Your Excellency doesn’t do something, that Miss Song will be in danger.”
“Who?”
“Miss Song, Squire Song’s sister.”
The governor’s heart skipped a beat, “You said Song Wan Yue?”
“Yes, she ……”
Without waiting for the governor to finish, the governor interrupted eagerly, “Tell me quickly, what’s going on?”
The magistrate told the original story, after hearing this, the governor changed his face and immediately shouted for someone to come over, “Quickly go and find out if there is a large number of people leaving the city today?”
The subordinate answered and went away.
The governor turned around and headed for the back office, but after a few steps he turned around and went back to the county magistrate, “You said you, why didn’t we tell you earlier about such a big matter?”
The county magistrate opened his mouth ……
“If something really happens to Miss Song, you and I will both be waiting to take off our black hats.”
The county magistrate shut his mouth.
The governor turned around again and walked towards the back of the courthouse. After a few steps, he found that the county magistrate had not followed him and angrily scolded, “Why don’t you follow me, do you want me to carry you there?”
The magistrate hurriedly got up and followed him.
A quarter of an hour later, the subordinates came back from spying and heard that about a hundred people had left the city, the governor’s face changed greatly, “Someone, order all the government soldiers and go to Qing Yun County.”
“My lord ……”
Thinking of the men he had met on the road, the county magistrate’s voice trembled, “We should, we should get Jiang, the Jiang passer-by under control first.”
The strength of the troops under the control of the Generalissimo Jiang was countless times that of the government soldiers, if they didn’t control the Generalissimo Jiang, the first foot they left the city, the second foot the Generalissimo Jiang knew.
“You are right ……”
The governor sat back in his chair and calmed himself down, he and Jiang Tongjian had always disagreed, not because of anything else, but because Jiang Tongjian was the third prince’s man and he was the second prince’s man, and they used to trip each other up quite a bit in private, but after the third prince was sent away, Jiang Tongjian was a lot more honest and he didn’t go after him too much.
He knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he could save Song Wangyue, she would be in the Second Prince’s camp for good.
He got up again and paced back and forth in the room, walking around a few times before stopping and ordering someone to, “Go and shout for General Magistrate Jiang to come and tell him that the governor of Qing Yun has come here in the middle of the night to file a complaint and ask him to come and confront him.”
The subordinate answered.
After he had left, the governor called out to the steward again and gave him some instructions, who hurriedly went to prepare.
The magistrate’s residence.
The light in the flower room was kept on, and Mr. and Mrs. Jiang were drinking tea.
Little Zhou put the tea down, took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her mouth, saying, “Master, you’re making a big deal out of it, a mere maid is worth sending so many people.”
Jiang Tongjian held one hand on the tea lid and rested his other hand on his knee, “What do you know? Those people have to deter those unruly people besides killing that maid and the Huang family.”
Xiao Zhou was not impressed, “In my opinion, why don’t we just kill all those unruly people as well, clean.”
The judge glanced at her and didn’t say anything.
If it wasn’t Song Wangyue who was here, but anyone else, he wouldn’t have used the men he had carefully trained, they were the mainstay of his army, and he would have been heartbroken if anything went wrong, and it would have been easy for the governor to get hold of them.
But Song Wangyue had come prepared, and he could not help but kill him, or he would be the one to die.
Xiao Zhou glanced outside, “It’s almost midnight, those people should be back soon, right?”
If they had killed Song Wan Yue when they arrived, they would naturally have returned by now.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The knock came on the door.
It shook Judge Jiang’s hand and almost knocked over his tea.
“Go and see, what has happened?”
The subordinate went quickly and returned quickly, “Your Excellency, it’s the governor’s men, saying that the Qing Yun governor came over in the middle of the night to sue, asking you to go over and confront him.”
Judge Jiang narrowed his eyes.
He took out his token and gave it to his believer, “Go to the military camp and send a hundred men, and be quick.”
He took out the token and handed it to his believer, “Go to the barracks and get 100 men.
Jiang sat for a while longer before he got up and went back to the house to change his clothes, yawning as he went out the door and followed the visitor to the government office.
“Passing Judge Jiang, please sit down.”
The governor sat him down with a smile on his face and ordered someone to serve tea, “I had no choice but to summon you here in the middle of the night, so I hope you will understand.”
“Your Excellency is too kind, you are just doing your official job, let’s get straight to the point.”
The governor responded and summoned the county magistrate over.
The county magistrate put the testimonies in his hand in front of the magistrate, Jiang picked them up and read a few of them, then put them down, picked up the tea in his hand and took a symbolic sip, before looking slowly at the county magistrate, “These are the ones filed against Zhou Lin, what …… do they have to do with me?”
The words did not finish, people thud on the table, the hands of the tealight fell to the ground.