Wanjin Lady

Chapter 384 Return
The flames in the city were still burning and the noise was still going on. Soon the sound of galloping horses echoed through the alley, and the man stopped in front of the house.

The man's footsteps were heavy, and he was obviously a martial artist.

Accompanied by a loud and vigorous shout, the door was knocked with a "crackling" sound, "Shopkeeper Wen! Shopkeeper Wen!"

The voice was very rough, and he hit and kicked, almost splitting the door open.

It’s Zhao Heng!
Wen Wan hurriedly instructed Master Tu: "Master, it's someone close to the Marquis! Open the door quickly!"

When the door opened, it was indeed Zhao Heng!

Zhao Heng looked around and saw that the Wen family was unharmed, except for a stove in the middle, with smoke sizzling from the pot, as if it were burning oil. Zhao Heng felt puzzled, but also relieved.

As soon as there was a disturbance in the city, Wei Zheng sent him to the Wen family to protect them. However, he was delayed by some bandits halfway through his journey.

If anything happened to the Wen family, he would really have to go back and inherit his master's escort company.

The prerequisite is that he has to marry a junior sister who has the same muscular body as him!
Zhao Heng felt terrified just thinking about it, but now, looking at the unharmed young lady in front of him, he found it particularly pleasing to the eye. "Shopkeeper Wen! The Japanese broke into the city tonight and caused trouble. The Marquis ordered me to rush here to protect them. Is the Wen family safe and sound?"

"The Marquis is back?" Wen Wan was delighted. "Where is he? Is he injured?"

"I suffered some minor skin injuries and am currently recovering."

Wen Wan's heart tightened, thinking back to the time when the figurine was full of murderous intent, never taking care of itself, as if its flesh and blood wasn't its own. But now that their statuses were different, she swallowed the words of concern that came to her lips. "What exactly happened in the city tonight? Why did the Japanese appear in Bozhou City?"

"The matter is under investigation. These people stormed directly into the Governor's Mansion and started a massacre in the area. It's obvious that they came prepared."

When Zhao Heng thought of Wen Wan's instructions this morning, his heart was beating like thunder.

so close.

If it weren't for Miss Wen's warning, he would have taken all his troops out of the city in one step. This way, the entire Bozhou City was left unguarded, the city gates wide open, and the thieves were allowed to come in and out and kill to their heart's content!
"Have they all been caught?"

"We've captured most of the Japanese." Zhao Heng thought for a moment. "Luckily, the Marquis was very foresighted tonight and had a plan in place. When the unrest first started in the city, the entire city defense force was mobilized. The Japanese didn't make a big splash and were quickly defeated. However, quite a few scoundrels took advantage of the situation to cause trouble, and it took some effort to apprehend them."

Only then did Zhao Heng smell the pungent smell of blood. He turned his head and saw a headless corpse in the yard. He also saw the bloodstains on Tu Erye's knife that had not yet dried. He guessed that it was the thief who broke into Wen's house tonight and lost his life.

"Miss Wen..." Zhao Heng bowed, "I will take the body of this Japanese soldier back. The Marquis has ordered that all the Japanese who attacked the city tonight be apprehended, dead or alive."

"He's not Japanese. He's probably a local thug who took advantage of the chaos to rob people." Wen Wan pondered for a moment, "Please go back and tell the Marquis that the people who attacked the city tonight might not be Japanese."

The young woman spoke quietly but calmly, "The Japanese typically wear a tachi and a wakizashi, one long and one short. They are shorter than the Dachen people, and their arms and legs are particularly muscular. They wear clogs for a long time, so their foot bones and skin must have certain wear and tear marks."

"The Japanese like to have short beards on their upper lips and chins, and can also be identified by their topknots, buns, and tattoo patterns."

Zhao Heng stood there in a daze!

They had been dealing with the Japanese for almost two years, but they only noticed a few characteristics of the Japanese: darker skin, shorter stature, and better use of Japanese swords. Even though he had killed dozens of Japanese on the island, he might not be able to recognize a Japanese even if he walked in front of him.

Wen Wan got angry when she saw Zhao Heng’s stupid look!

The thought that this simple-minded, physically strong man was also named Zhao Heng made her even angrier! His name was even engraved in the Wen family's ancestral tomb!
Wen Wan felt a little guilty. She had put a good person on the tombstone for no reason. She was innocent. Her frown relaxed slightly and she asked in a gentle voice, "What's wrong?"

For some reason, Zhao Heng always felt that he was disliked by the thin and weak young lady in front of him.

He scratched his head. "Well... Miss Wen, my memory is not good. Can you tell me again how you identified the Japanese?"

Wen Wan patiently repeated it, but seeing that he was still in a daze, she suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, like a top student explaining a problem to a poor student. Seeing his dull eyes, she wanted to give him two slaps in the face.

When Zhao Heng saw the young lady glancing at him coldly, he felt as if he had seen her before.

Yes.

The way the Marquis looked at him was the same as the way Miss Wen looked at him!

Sure enough, they are from the same school!

Zhao Heng patted his chest loudly, "Remember! Remember!"

A moment later, Zhao Heng disappeared from the Wen family compound, dragging the man's half-body.

The Wen family felt relieved. Wen Weiming, leaning on his crutches, shakily approached and pointed at the night outside. "Is this all bustling tonight... over?"

Wen Wan made the decision and said, "Go to sleep first! Master Tu and Brother Zheng, please stay alert..."

Chen Xiaochun made a move to leave, but Wen Weiming stopped him, saying, "You're injured and all alone. Although the bandits in the city have been caught, there's no guarantee that there won't be any more troublemakers. Stay here for now and we'll talk again when it's light."

Chen Xiaochun volunteered, "Then I'll help guard the door with Second Master. I'm young and energetic, and Second Master can take a nap."

Such a considerate young man naturally made Old Man Wen take a second look.

Then I remembered that he called himself a native of Xishan, Ping County...

Wen Weiming finally came to his senses!
Isn’t this the hunter from Xishan that Liu Yiyi mentioned?
Wen Weiming's heart began to stir. He glanced at Wen Wan, who came into the house with the baby, and then glanced at Chen Xiaochun, who was chatting happily with Master Tu, and his heart began to stir.

But when he thought of his ex-son-in-law Wei Zheng who was hundreds of meters away next door, the old man's breath rose and fell... and finally turned into a silent sigh.

"You mean..." Wei Zheng, wearing a jet-black brocade robe with dark cloud patterns and floral patterns, which was loose due to a chest injury, habitually tapped the table with his fingers, his eyes on his pale face becoming increasingly deep. "Can you identify Japanese people by their body shape, hairstyle, and skin?"

Zhao Heng dodged his gaze and laughed, looking quite honest. He had the clear eyes of a sports student.

It's not his fault.

He had a bad memory and was illiterate before. When he came to Wei Zheng, Wei Zheng hired a teacher to teach him. Others could memorize more than ten characters a day, but he could only remember two or three. Just now, Miss Wen had mumbled a lot, but by the time he returned carrying the body, he only remembered key elements like skin, knife, and shortness.

Wei Zheng leaned forward, frowning slightly. "Did she tell me...how to identify it?"

Zhao Heng pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and shook his head decisively, "Shall I go ask again?"

Without waiting for Wei Zheng to answer, Zhao Heng turned around and went back to the Wen family.