Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

The beauty has left, leaving only a lingering fragrance.

Wang Xuan smiled slightly.

When it comes to forcibly kissing someone, you need to be careful about who you're kissing.

That's why he deliberately hugged Third Sister first, and then slowly moved closer.

This was something he deliberately left for San Niang to refuse.

Fortunately, Third Sister was kind-hearted and only used her palm to block the blow, instead of slapping her.

Wang Xuan turned and went back to Rouge's room.

The two shared intimate words, and after a tender moment, they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning.

Wang Xuan then took Rouge to find Fan Shiyi Niang and told her the news that Feng San Niang had left.

Although Fan Shiyi Niang had anticipated this, when the day actually arrived, she was still extremely reluctant to part, her eyes filled with tears.

After all, they were true sisters.

Wang Xuan softly promised that he would take her to Qingqiu to visit Feng San Niang in the future.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

With the encouragement and comfort of Wang Xuan and her sisters, Fan Shiyi Niang finally stopped being depressed.

……

Retreat Hall.

The implication is that after leaving the court, one should reflect on one's mistakes and make amends for any oversights.

The yamen runners and servants all called this place the Second Hall, which corresponds to the main hall where court is held.

This was the place where Wang Xuan usually met with his subordinates to conduct his administration.

Li Gongfu came to report.

"My lord, another scholar has committed suicide at Xiling Bridge. This is the third such case this year."

Wang Xuan frowned slightly: "Are you sure it was suicide? And not murder?"

Li Gongfu replied, "The coroner has already examined the body and confirmed that it was a suicide by jumping into the lake."

"How about this, you take me to see it."

This world is inhabited by all sorts of demons and monsters, so Wang Xuan always keeps a close eye on things when it comes to murder cases.

Wang Xuan was unwilling to get out of the sedan chair, so he instructed Li Gongfu, Lao Liu, and a few constables to walk to Xiling Bridge together.

Li Gongfu led the way, and halfway there, a school with white walls and black tiles came into view, and the sound of students reciting their lessons could be heard coming from inside.

Wang Xuan paused, gazing thoughtfully at the plaque that read "Wansong Academy".

Seeing this, Old Liu stepped forward and asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"

Wang Xuan gently shook her head.

For some reason, he felt the name sounded very familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he had heard it before.

Li Gongfu, who was standing nearby, introduced, "Sir, this is an official academy, full of young scholars. Why don't you take some time to give them some guidance? They will be absolutely grateful to you."

Wang Xuan chuckled to himself. What use was it for him to have a group of men be grateful to him?

However, since the name of this academy sounds familiar, I'll go inside and take a look after I return from the inspection.

The group arrived at Xiling Bridge.

This bridge spans the surface of West Lake, connecting Gushan Island, a small island in the center of the lake. It is a famous bridge known far and wide in West Lake.

(Note: Ao Jin previously worked as a boatman on the Qiantang River.)

Li Gongfu pointed to the lake in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Sir, the body was retrieved from here. We asked the scholar's family, and they said that he failed the provincial examinations several times and, in despair, took his own life."

Of the countless scholars in the world, those who, like Wang Xuan, succeeded in the imperial examinations and rose rapidly through the ranks were extremely rare.

Wang Xuan looked around and indeed there were no traces of demonic forces remaining.

He instructed in a deep voice, "Go back and erect a few stone tablets on this shore, and inscribe some sentences on them. This will at least prevent problems before they occur."

Back then, Rouge also chose to jump off a cliff because she couldn't think straight for a moment.

Life is full of problems, and sometimes a few words of inspiration can save a life.

Li Gongfu asked, "Sir, which sentences should be engraved?"

Old Liu chimed in, "Old Li, don't you know this? For example, just write comforting words like, 'How was your day?', 'Think about your family,' 'Think about the people you love,' 'Think about your salary,' 'Think about your future,' and that's it!"

Wang Xuan rolled her eyes dramatically: "Are you sure your words will stop them?"

"Huh? Can't I?"

Wang Xuan countered, "Then guess again, why did these people commit suicide?"

Old Liu scratched his head, then stammered, "Uh..."

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." Wang Xuan waved his hand helplessly, feeling a bit tired. "Let's go back first."

The group returned along the same route.

Behind them, they heard Li Gongfu and Liu Chunsheng chatting in hushed tones.

"Brother Li, I heard your wife's belly is still not showing any signs of pregnancy?"

Li Gongfu sighed softly, "Ah, let it be."

Although he also longed for children, he was a henpecked husband and genuinely loved Xu Jiaorong, so he didn't want to cause her any distress over this matter.

Old Liu immediately became interested and whispered, "I heard that in the next county, there's a Wutong Temple where many women who have been married for a long time without conceiving go to pray and are able to get pregnant. Brother Li, why don't you let your wife go and give it a try?"

Li Gongfu looked incredulous and shook his head repeatedly: "I don't believe in these superstitious things."

"What if? Anyway, we won't lose anything."

Wang Xuan overheard their hushed conversation.

He turned around and asked, "Old Liu, what were you saying just now?"

"I was just telling Lao Li that there's a Wutong Temple in the next county that's very effective at helping people have babies."

As soon as Lao Liu finished speaking, he realized that Wang Xuan also had no children.

However, Wang Xuan is still very young and has only been married for about half a year, so there shouldn't be any rush.

Wutongshen?

Wang Xuan's eyes sharpened.

If it is the Five Gods of the Five Paths from his memory, then it is a lewd cult.

These five gods, under the guise of bestowing children and blessings, steal the virginity of young girls and absorb the essence of women.

Moreover, she also bewitched three alluring thousand-year-old fox demons.

I never imagined that such a lecherous god would exist right under his nose.

It's like the Sword of Damocles hanging over your head, ready to fall at any moment.

As the saying goes, "How can one tolerate another snoring beside one's bed?"

Although the neighboring county is not under Wang Xuan's jurisdiction, these five gods have already been added to Wang Xuan's kill list.

Wang Xuan frowned and said coldly, "I only realized today that you're really good at causing trouble."

Old Liu looked bewildered and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with me?"

Wang Xuan raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head. His expression was serious as he coldly reprimanded him, "That's very likely a cult. You don't understand anything, yet you dare to encourage others to worship it."

"Huh?" Old Liu was speechless for a moment, and hurriedly explained, "Sir, I just heard it from someone else."

"Alright, alright, let's go back now."

Since this news has reached Qiantang County, it's possible that the Five Gods intentionally extended their reach here.

Wang Xuan had no interest in going to Wansong Academy at the moment; he only wanted to hurry back to the mansion and discuss with Bai Suzhen and the others the matter of eliminating the Five Gods.

……

The main character will definitely have children, the kind with special identities. You can all guess who they might be.