Wife is hell

Chapter 10 Tang Jinxian's Nightmare
After a whole day of running around, Jiang Mu only managed to visit three companies.

Jiang Mu dragged his tired body home, where his aunt had already prepared a meal and was waiting for him.

Seeing his exhausted appearance, Yan Wenxiu scolded him irritably, "Your Uncle An told you to investigate the case seriously, and you're really working this hard? Don't you know how to take care of yourself?"

Jiang Mu washed his hands, sat down at the dining table, and sighed sincerely:
"Now I understand how formidable Uncle An is. Dealing with people is exhausting, especially those from wealthy and powerful families. They are all incredibly difficult to deal with, and you have to beat around the bush when you speak to them."

"So what if you're good at it? What good is having the empty title of 'Divine Constable'? In the end, you're still just a lowly constable."

As Yan Wenxiu served food to Jiang Mu, she complained,

"Don't end up like your Uncle An, stuck in the government office your whole life. Listen to your aunt, now that you've finally figured things out, study hard. If you can get a degree, that's the right path."

read?

Jiang Mu was completely bewildered upon hearing this, and awkwardly replied, "Forget about studying, I'd rather go and cultivate."

"Forget about cultivation, that depends entirely on talent."

Yan Wenxiu said, "If your innate talent isn't good, it's all for nothing no matter how much you cultivate. When Xiaojun went to the academy, her master tested your talent, and it was very ordinary. Even if you've developed a bright mind, things like innate talent can't be changed."

Yan Wenxiu didn't mind attacking the other party at all.

Otherwise, if this kid really stubbornly goes to cultivate, the gap between him and his daughter will be even greater.

Today, she tentatively went to the Shi family to discuss Shi Xueying and Mu Jiang's marriage, but of course, it didn't work out.

Although the eldest daughter of the Shi family said she would try to persuade her younger sister, judging from Shi Xueying's attitude, it's likely that even if she went to Jing Shui Nunnery to become a nun, that girl would not marry Mu Jiang.

How could a phoenix that has soared to the top of a tree possibly look down on a lazy toad in the mud?

Yan Wenxiu also gave up hope.

After thinking about it for a long time at home, she finally decided to follow her husband's idea and let her daughter and Mujiang give it a try.

Although this made her very unwilling.

But if it weren't for Mu Jiang's brother risking his life to save her husband back then, she would have become a widow long ago.

Without the breadwinner of the family, it's a problem for her, a single woman, to raise her child alone.

Ultimately, people should learn to be grateful.

Of course, all of this is on the premise that Xiaojun is willing to be Mujiang's wife; otherwise, it cannot be forced.

"makes sense."

Jiang Mu did not refute his aunt's words.

Because he transmigrated to the Xuanming World in his previous life, his physical constitution was very ordinary.

At that time, his master looked down on him.

So he diligently cultivated himself, taking one step at a time—and successfully married his master.

It slowly took off.

and many more!

This sudden flash of memory startled Jiang Mu.

He finally remembered that his wife in the Xuanming World... seemed to have been his master?

original,

I am a traitor.

brute!

But how did I manage to win over my master?
sincere?

Jiang Mu patted his head, unable to recall anything.

Forget it, let's deal with the murderer in this case first, and then think about cultivation.

If you could take off in your past life, you can take off in this one too.

At worst, I can just repeat the same path in this life, find a beautiful female master again, and then—go for it!
If I can't find a beautiful female master, I can always find a rich woman to be my mistress.

Where are the rich women?
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The night is quiet.

Tang Jinxian leaned over the desk, carefully reviewing the personnel roster in her hands by the dim candlelight.

Because it was nighttime and she was alone, she was only wearing a moon-white soft silk nightgown.

The belt was not tied tightly.

The neckline is slightly open.

She revealed a delicate, jade-like neck and exquisite collarbone.

The candlelight shone from the side, making the thin fabric almost transparent and clearly outlining Yingfeng's figure. "The Yancheng Patrol Office has nine branches and one supervisory department. Twenty-one mid- to high-ranking officials were previously aware of the arrest plan..."

"Of course, some people might have informed their confidants, leading to the leak of the arrest operation... but in any case, left-handed people are rare."

Tang Jinxian specifically highlighted the names of these two high-ranking officials.

These two were the only left-handed people she knew.

One of them is Yan Qingshan, the head of the third hall.

The other person was Guang Wenyang, an official from the Ministry of Inspection.

Could it be one of the two of them?

She put down her pen and fell into thought.

During the thought process, I felt that something was too heavy, so I simply put it on the table.

This caused the small desk to bear undue pressure.

Both of these individuals are quite difficult to investigate.

Yan Qingshan was a trusted confidant of the previous governor, with deep roots and considerable prestige in the area.

As an inspector, Guang Wenyang had special powers.

Having the authority to oversee the internal affairs of the Patrol Office and report directly to the General Headquarters, one must have powerful connections behind the scenes.

If we investigate openly, it could easily trigger a backlash.

The only option is to investigate secretly.

But how should we begin?

After pondering for a long time, she felt a soreness in her brow. She rubbed it wearily, got up, walked to the half-open window, gazed at the bright, solitary moon in the night sky, and murmured:
“My mother-in-law is right, the waters in Yancheng run deep.”

She was initially somewhat resistant to her in-laws placing her in such a high position as head of the department.

She prefers to start from the bottom and work her way up.

It now seems that if one does not take advantage of the situation and instead remains hidden at the grassroots level, investigating and prosecuting such cases will be even more difficult.

"Hopefully, that silly boy Mu Jiang can find some clues."

When his thoughts turned to Mujiang, he couldn't help but recall that shameful memory from inside the cave.

For the past few days, she has been plagued by similar dreams every night, dreaming that she kneels before Mu Jiang like a pet, and even barks...

Every time I wake up in a fright, I feel both ashamed and indignant, as well as terrified.

He even had the urge to take a knife and completely eliminate this hidden danger several times.

But in the end, he suppressed that murderous intent.

Firstly, Mu Jiang was an innocent person.

In a sense, he was the one who saved her from the thugs; he was her benefactor.

Secondly, she had a gut feeling.

The spirit is inside her body; if she kills Mu Jiang, she might suffer a backlash.

She dared not gamble on how serious the consequences could be.

"We should be able to find a way to get rid of this spirit."

Tang Jinxian could only console herself in this way.

She mentally rehearsed the follow-up investigation plan several times before blowing out the candle and going to bed to rest.

That night, she had that dream again.

In her dream, she was still on all fours, wagging her tail and barking happily at Mujiang, as if a tail had sprouted from behind her...

Soon, the scene in the dream changed.

She was imprisoned in a gloomy dungeon.

Meanwhile, Mu Jiang, holding a thorn cane, was "punishing" her...

……

When Tang Jinxian woke up from her dream, the sky outside the window was still dark.

The only sound in the room was her rapid breathing.

The woman wiped the sweat from her forehead, then felt the sheets were also sticky and damp. Her face flushed instantly, and she gritted her teeth, cursing under her breath:
"Mu Jiang, you bastard!"

However, the woman did not notice that a mysterious pattern slowly appeared on her abdomen and then gradually faded away.

(End of this chapter)