Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 382 Wu Xian: I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)
Wu Xian has lived in the Great Feng world for nearly twenty years, and has been a night watchman for three or four years.

In the past, thanks to his excellent professional skills and his reputation as a "little poet" and "alchemy prodigy," he was quite successful and respected among his fellow night watchmen.

Later, Wu Xian gained Wei Yuan's appreciation and was promoted to Silver Gong. He frequently visited the top floor of Haoqi Tower to chat and drink tea with Wei Yuan, which made countless night watchmen envious, including several Gold Gong.

As for this rising star, these elite disciples, apart from Nangong Qianrou, Wei Yuan's staunch supporter, and the future traitor Zhu Yang, generally had a very good impression of Wu Xian. They often interacted with him and even gave him guidance in cultivation, so they could be considered friends.

That's why, when Yang Yan and Jiang Luzhong, two grown men, kept nagging him, telling him not to be impulsive and to think things through, Wu Xian didn't show any impatience. Instead, he nodded from time to time, with an expression that said, "I understand the reasoning, don't worry." This left the two Golden Roosters speechless.

rest assured?

Look at the three people floating behind them. These are either high-ranking officials or nobles and military generals. How can we feel at ease knowing that you're going to drag them to the execution ground and have them torn to pieces?

Now over forty, Jiang Luzhong felt incredibly aggrieved, thinking that if the court officials found out about this, the night watchman would probably be immediately subjected to a barrage of impeachments.

Even if Lord Wei can withstand the pressure and suppress the matter, these night watchmen will probably not have an easy time in the capital afterward.

Thinking of this, Jiang Luzhong couldn't help but glance at Zhang Feng and the other two floating behind him, wondering whether he should intervene and save them.

At that moment, a hand patted his shoulder, but Yang Yan shook his head silently, and then he heard Yang Yan's voice transmission in his ear.

"Lord Wei said, 'Don't get involved in this matter lightly. Let's observe the situation and see what this kid is planning to do.'"

"But what if Wu Xian really kills these people? They are all officials appointed by the imperial court. If they are executed in public, His Majesty will be furious and may even impose the crime of exterminating nine generations of their families!"

Jiang Luzhong replied telepathically, his brows furrowed.

"Speaking of which, what's going on with this kid? His strength has suddenly increased so much. He suppressed you and me with just his aura. This is not something a fourth-rank martial artist can do."

The night watchmen and the golden gong are all at the fourth rank of cultivation, and Yang Yan and Jiang Luzhong are among the best. To suppress both of them at the same time, one must at least reach the half-step third rank realm.

As for a true third-rank... that's too exaggerated, Jiang Lu doesn't even dare to imagine it.

This is like having a younger brother you've known for years and who's always taken care of, suddenly revealing one day that he's no longer pretending and that he's actually the world's richest man. The contrast is so huge that it would be hard for anyone to accept.

"Hmph! Who knows? I always felt that this kid had a lot of secrets. He can write poetry and knows all sorts of weird alchemy. Maybe he was just hiding his true abilities and pretending to be weak to take advantage of others!"

Yang Yan gave a soft snort, his gaze towards Wu Xian filled with profound meaning.

"Even if he was pretending to be weak to take advantage of others, why did he suddenly stop pretending?"

Jiang Luzhong asked in confusion.

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Yang Yan rolled her eyes, stopped communicating with Jiang Luzhong telepathically, and continued to follow Wu Xian to see what he was planning to do.

……

As the news spread, more and more people heard about what happened at Caishikou and, unable to resist their curiosity, came to join in the fun.

Among them were many students from the Imperial Academy and Yunlu Academy. Some of them recognized Zhang Feng's identity and exclaimed in surprise, which also made the onlookers around them even more astonished.

"That's Minister Zhang, the Vice Minister of War, along with the Earl of Pingyuan and the Supervising Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue!"

"Who dares to be so audacious as to humiliate a court official right under the emperor's nose?! Is there no law left?!"

“That’s the night watchman… I recognize him, the Little Poet Wu Muzhi. He’s the one who wrote ‘A faint fragrance drifts in the twilight,’ which made the courtesan Fuxiang fall deeply in love with him and never compose poetry with anyone else again.” “Actually, I prefer his ‘Linjiang Xian’…”

"Please, is this the time to discuss this? Aren't you all curious why the Little Poet Fairy treated the three adults this way?"

"Uh, could it be that these three did something corrupt and illegal, and Little Poet Fairy discovered it, so she's taking them along to uphold the law?"

"But this is too disrespectful of the rules. After all, he is an official appointed by the imperial court..."

The students discussed the matter, expressing differing opinions, but overall they all felt somewhat dissatisfied.

After all, they were all going to take the imperial examinations and become officials in the future, so they subconsciously put themselves in Zhang Feng's shoes. It would be a miracle if they were in a good mood after seeing this scene.

However, precisely because of this, they became even more curious about what had happened to make Wu Xian, the talented night watchman Yinluo, do such an excessive thing.

As a result, more people began to gather, and by the time Wu Xian led Zhang Feng and the other two to the execution ground at Caishikou, a large crowd had already formed around them.

Wu Xian watched this scene with satisfaction, then released Zhang Feng and the other two from their restraints, letting them land on the ground. He then discovered that he could finally speak.

"Spare me! Wu Yinluo!"

Sun Zhongming, the supervising secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, was the first to react. He scrambled over to Wu Xian and tried to grab his leg to beg for mercy, but was kicked away by him.

Even so, he dared not cry out in pain, but instead knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, looking terrified.

"Please, Wu Yinluo, spare my life! This really has nothing to do with me!"

As he spoke, Sun Zhongming pointed at Zhang Feng, who was getting up from the ground, and said with a ferocious expression:
"It was them! The plan to kidnap Princess Pingyang was devised by Zhang Feng, and the information was provided by the son of the Earl of Pingyuan. I was only involved because I was coerced by them. All of this really has nothing to do with me!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding onlookers erupted in uproar.

Kidnapping the princess?

Aren't those imperial relatives? These three have some nerve. No wonder Wu Yinluo brought them to the execution ground at Caishikou. They probably received an order from the emperor to execute them on the spot.

"You idiot!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng was so angry he nearly exploded with rage.

What's going on here? He's still thinking about tainted witnesses. Can't you tell this guy's plan to wipe them all out?!
Sun Zhongming ignored him completely, and just kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, honestly confessing all his past crimes as if pouring out beans.

Falsifying accounts, using the Ministry of Finance's treasury to lend money at exorbitant interest rates, seizing farmland belonging to ordinary people... any one of these things would be enough to put him in jail for life.

Moreover, Sun Zhongming expressed his willingness to accept punishment, even execution in the autumn, only asking Wu Yinluo to be lenient and not to personally deal with him, this heinous official.

Clearly, he was terrified by the scene at Zhang's residence where Wu Xian used two fingers to break Pingyuan Bo's bones inch by inch. So he readily confessed, hoping not to fall into the other party's hands and suffer.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The second update was at noon.

Additionally, after reviewing the original text, I discovered that Zhang Feng was the Vice Minister of War, while Prince Yu was the Minister of War. Pingyang was not betrothed by Emperor Yuanjing, but her death was also partly orchestrated by him. This is a correction.

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