My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 307 You dare arrest me in Liangjiang County!
On the city walls of Tokyo.

Snowflakes are falling.

The weather wasn't too cold when it snowed in Jiangchao.

The fine snowflakes resemble a layer of white salt, gently covering the world.

The Empress reached out her fair hand and gently lifted a corner of the green silk parasol.

Her gaze was deep and unfathomable as she looked into the distance.

As she gazed into the distance, the Holy Kingdom's delegation receded into the distance.

It continued until the light snow quietly stopped.

The Empress's gaze remained fixed on that spot.

"Your Majesty, they have already gone far."

Butterfly stood behind the Empress, her expression revealing worry:

"Let's go back."

The Empress continued to gaze into the distance.

They ignored the butterfly's voice.

Her face was expressionless.

Only the hand holding the curtain was clenched tightly.

Seeing this, Die'er opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and ultimately did not speak again.

Instead, he accompanied the Empress, looking in that direction.

In that direction, the Holy Dynasty's troops had long since disappeared.

The light snow continues.

Drop by drop.

The Empress only released the curtain when Die'er was covered in snow.

"Set up the racks and return to the palace."

No unnecessary nonsense.

Gu Xiangnan's expression grew increasingly cold.

She first closed her eyes, feeling the snowflakes fall on her face and evaporate as her body heat made them evaporate.

The cool specks seem to be a unique feature of this snow season.

"Yes."

Die'er breathed a sigh of relief, quickly bowed and stood up, and called on the palace maids and eunuchs to bring the imperial carriage.

…………

Time passed slowly.

Tokyo City welcomed another latecomer.

"The Tao can be Tao, but it is very Tao; the name can be named, but it is very famous."

A figure walked along, his gaze indifferent.

He had an extremely handsome face and carried a sword on his back.

They arrived at the gates of Tokyo.

He stared at the city gate for a long time.

A slight smile appeared on his lips:
"I have arrived in Tokyo."

"South, North, I can finally see your true faces."

At this point, a fighting spirit appeared on his face:
"The summer wind cannot stop the winter road."

"Just like my hand, which only wants to reach for the sword on my back."

"As awakeners of the Heavenly Dao Diagram, who among us is truly superior?"

A gentle breeze suddenly arose.

His figure slowly walked into the city, searching for travelers who had already embarked on their journey home.

This meant that he was destined to return empty-handed.

…………

Holy Dynasty.

Liangjiang Prefecture.

Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old.

The sunrise paints the river flowers redder than fire, and the spring river flows greener than blue.

How could I not miss Jiangnan?
The envoys of the Holy Dynasty did not take a detour; after leaving the border of Jiang Kingdom, they took the official road to Jiangnan.

In just seven or eight days, they had already entered the territory of the Great Holy Dynasty.

They were on the official road in Liangjiang County at that time.

Zeng Anmin rode on his horse, a withered foxtail grass dangling from his mouth.

He held the horse's reins in one hand, his face showing a rare and long-lost sense of ease.

After arriving in Jiangnan.

Zeng Anmin's first stop was Zuixianju.

This Zuixianju restaurant has been open in Liangjiang County for two years.

Over the past two years, he has amassed a considerable fortune.

"Pack all these pastries."

After finishing his meal and leaving Zuixianju, Zeng Anmin went to the street, ran to a vendor, and packed up some delicious pastries.

Why are you carrying all this?

Bai Ziqing picked his teeth with a toothpick and glanced at Zeng Anmin with a puzzled look.

"I'm bringing some back for a friend." Zeng Anmin would never tell him that he was bringing these back for Miss Sai.

After packing them all up, they put the pastries into their own preparation space.

The preparation space is some kind of mysterious space.

Even if you leave the pastries out for a month or two, they won't spoil.

"Friends?" Bai Ziqing's expression grew even more suspicious. "Besides me, do you have any other friends in the capital?"

Why do you care so much?

Zeng Anmin rolled his eyes: "If you have nothing to do, go back and get your tubes checked. Stop meddling in this and that all the time."

"What do you mean?"

Bai Ziqing's face showed a visibly blank expression.

"fine."

Zeng Anmin ignored him and casually walked into a jewelry store:

"Boss, how much is this jade bracelet?"

He set his sights on a particular type of aquamarine.

"You have excellent taste, sir. This is the prized possession of our noodle shop."

The shopkeeper walked out from behind the counter with a smile.

Just by looking at Zeng Anmin's attire, he knew that he was definitely a rich young master.

He didn't immediately offer a price, but first looked him up and down, then tentatively asked:

"Look at you, travel-worn sir, you don't seem to be a local?"

"Yes, they came from the south."

Zeng Anmin casually asked, holding up the jade bracelet in his hand, "How much?"

Upon hearing Zeng Anmin's reply, the shopkeeper's expression stiffened slightly.

Then, he squinted at Zeng Anmin thoughtfully, and after a moment, a smile reappeared on his face as he said:
"There's no rush to set the price. Please rest here for a while, and I'll make you a pot of tea."

As he spoke, he got up and walked into the inner room.

Looking at his retreating figure, Zeng Anmin was somewhat puzzled.

Are vendors these days so good at doing business?

He sat there, looking at the goods in front of him with a bored expression.

After waiting for a long time, no one came.

He was getting impatient waiting.

"Are you still going to do business?"

He stood up, cursing, and prepared to go out to find another shop.

However, just as he stepped out the door, he saw a commotion erupt in the street.

Before long, a group of red-clad guards from the Suspended Mirror Division came out from outside.

"The Suspended Mirror Bureau is conducting an investigation; all bystanders, please make way!!"

And the one leading the group... was none other than the shopkeeper who had just received him.

See this scene.

Zeng Anmin frowned:
"Are officials and merchants in these two Jiang prefectures really colluding like this?"

"How long has Father been gone?"

He could vaguely sense that perhaps he had just displayed some wealth, which had made the shopkeeper greedy.
"Sir, it's him. He said himself that he came from the south."

"I have reason to suspect that he is a spy for Jiang!"

They came before Zeng Anmin.

The shopkeeper pointed at Zeng Anmin's face, his expression serious.

???

Hear this.

Zeng Anmin's lips twitched slightly.

"take away!"

He was about to speak.

Then he saw the captain of the Red-Clad Guard stare at him for a while, and then waved his hand and, without asking any questions, summoned a squad of soldiers who came toward him with ropes.

"What do you mean?"

Zeng Anmin's brows furrowed even deeper.

He looked at the captain of the red-clad guards and said:
"Your handling of cases involves not asking for details or following clues."

"Based entirely on the complainant's word??"

The red-clad guard captain gave a forced smile:
"Isn't your attire enough to prove you're from the Jiang Kingdom?"

"Prove your innocence once you're in jail!"

With that, he waved his hand and said, "Fall back!"

"Yes!"

The red-clad guards behind him straightened up, picked up ropes, and walked towards him.

Zeng Anmin's lips twitched.

This outfit was personally prepared for him by the Empress.

It certainly exudes a strong Jiangnan style.

"But you're ordering an arrest based on this alone? Isn't that a bit too hasty?!"

(End of this chapter)