Nothing More Than Putting Myself on the Line-You Want to Play Dirty with Me? [Make-up update]

Outside Jinling, the autumn wind blew bleak and cold.

Jia Huan sat motionless, the atmosphere oppressive and heavy.

A burst of urgent hoofbeats shattered the deathly silence. The Prefect of Jinling arrived with a large group of accusers.

Among them were White Lotus Cult followers deliberately exposing the lotus tattoos on their backs.

There were also two legitimate daughters of aristocratic families, weeping like pear blossoms drenched in rain.

And more than a dozen wealthy merchants and gentry, their faces haggard, holding stacks of account books.

He had never even met them, yet they tearfully accused the Embroidered Uniform Guard of abusing its power. The two daughters in particular faced the watching eyes and wailed that sheltered young ladies would never joke about their chastity, looking ready to throw themselves into a river.

The Prefect of Jinling spoke sternly, brimming with righteous conviction:

"Since ancient times, even the emperor has faced the same punishment as a commoner when he breaks the law. How much more so his personal guards? Anyone under suspicion must be rigorously investigated to uphold the laws of the realm!"

"The prefectural office has no authority to try a Deputy Thousand-Household Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. This matter must be handed over to the Jiangnan Guard Station. I earnestly ask Commander Zhuge to set aside personal interests and investigate impartially."

He, too, did not believe that an Embroidered Uniform Guard officer with such a boundless future would do something so foolish.

But holding this position, he had to fulfill his duties.

The attack was too fierce. With so many crimes alleged, if he failed to step forward as Prefect, the people of Jiangnan would curse him as a corrupt dog occupying his post while doing nothing!

"Jia Huan, let's go." Thousand-Household Commander Zhuge's tone grew firmer.