"Just this? This is the dungeon for the night watchman." The jailer thought to himself,"why do they need to put me in jail and call the Yamen for such a small matter?"
"This is called reform through labor. As a night watchman, I protect the safety of the Imperial City and am trusted and valued by His Majesty. It is my duty to educate the foolish people."
"Sir is wise."
After leaving the prison, he chatted with his aunt and sister in the spring breeze Hall until a black-clothed official came to report that an official who claimed to be from the Wenwen Bureau asked to see him.
This was within Xu Qi 'an's expectations. The concept of clansmen in this world was much stronger than in his previous life. If it was in his previous life, it was hard to say how much effort his uncle would be willing to put in when his nephew encountered such a situation.
After all, Xu Qi 'an was not an ordinary night watchman now. He was a night watchman with a gold medal.
