A Cup of Tea
Magistrate Liu stole a glance at Jing Rong. He saw Jing Rong gently cover the teacup with the lid. The strength of his wrist was neither light nor heavy, and his expression was calm and indifferent. It was hard to tell if he was displeased.
His body trembled twice before he hurriedly explained, "Prince Rong, Teacher Ji has been working a lot these days and is really tired. Yesterday, this lowly official agreed to let him rest for a day. Why don't …"
Jing Rong interrupted him.
"Why don't I come back tomorrow?"
Others didn't think there was anything wrong with Jing Rong's words, but Magistrate Liu heard the 'problem' in it. His body trembled violently, and he knelt down again, bowing his head.
"This lowly official definitely didn't mean that!"
"Why does a dignified official have the bad habit of kneeling down in front of others? Is there such a rule in the Great Lin's laws? "Jing Rong frowned.
Lang Po interrupted, "Your Highness, there isn't."
Magistrate Liu's face stiffened.
He was a dignified county magistrate, but Jing Rong was a superior Buddha!
"Get up. Don't break your legs from kneeling."
"Thank … thank you, Prince Rong."
Magistrate Liu stood up in a daze and bowed his head, not daring to meet Jing Rong's eyes.
Jing Rong slightly narrowed his eyes, and his thin lips curled into a smile. With an imposing aura, he said, "Lord Liu, since Teacher Ji is working for the yamen, he naturally has to work for the people's well-being. Pardon me?"
Magistrate Liu nodded honestly, "Yes."
"Yesterday, my subordinate died a tragic death in Jinjiang City. According to reason, your yamen should investigate the truth for me, right?"
"Yes."
"Then this Prince asked her to help Lord Liu solve this murder case for this Prince. Should I?"
"Yes!"
Jing Rong was very satisfied. "Good, I'll give you the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. Bring him here personally."
'The time it takes to brew a cup of tea?
This is clearly making things difficult for me! '
Magistrate Liu didn't dare to disobey. He anxiously moved backwards. "Yes, yes, yes. This lowly official will go immediately."
Finished speaking, he picked up his official robe and rushed away.
Behind him, Jing Rong's expression turned cold. His heart was filled with doubt.
Lang Po rubbed his chin and pondered, "Your Highness, from what Lord Liu said, that Teacher Ji can even draw portraits of those skeletons. Perhaps … he can help us with the cases we've been investigating all these years."
Jing Rong did not reply. Instead, he frowned. His long and narrow eyes revealed a treacherous look. After a while, he asked, "Counting the days, how long has it been since we left the capital?"
"More than half a year."
"How many counties have you visited?"
"More than a hundred."
Jing Rong grunted. With a smile in his eyes, he lifted the lid of the cup again.
…
When they arrived at the back door of the Ji Estate's west wing, Magistrate Liu raised his hand and knocked on the door. Luan 'er hurriedly opened the door, but when she saw that it was Magistrate Liu, she immediately rebuked him.
"Quick, tell Yunshu to follow me to the yamen. It's a huge matter, a huge matter."
"Didn't Miss say that she won't work today?"
Magistrate Liu slapped his thigh. "Aiya!" He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He directly pushed open the half-closed door and strode inside.
When he was outside, he rushed inside and shouted, "Yunshu, this official is begging you. Please go to the yamen. If you don't go, it will be difficult for me to keep my official position! Please have pity on this official and go! "
This was the first time an official begging the people!
Inside the room, Ji Yunshu had already woken up. When she heard Magistrate Liu's voice, she unhurriedly changed into men's clothes and clamped her sandalwood box between her arms.
'From the looks of it, could it be that she wants to rush to the yamen?'
Ji Yunshu threw a sweet lotus seed into her mouth. When she came out of the room, she saw Magistrate Liu panicking and almost kneeling in front of her.
"Milord, what are you doing?"
Magistrate Liu did not have time to explain and grabbed Ji Yunshu.
"Quickly come with me. Someone is looking for you at the yamen. It's an important person, so you must go!"
Ji Yunshu was hurriedly pulled back a few steps. She forcibly pulled her wrist back and frowned. "Milord, what are you doing? Didn't I tell the yamen runner that I wouldn't be working today? "
Magistrate Liu was puzzled and looked her up and down. 'Men's clothes and sandalwood box. If this isn't the posture of working, then what is?'
"Didn't you want to follow me to the yamen?"
Ji Yunshu shook her head. "No."
"Then, where are you going?"
"The Zhou Family."
Magistrate Liu was confused. "Why are you going to the Zhou Family? Miss Zhou has just died and is being buried today. Quickly come with me to the yamen. "
"Then, are we not investigating Miss Zhou's murder case?" Ji Yunshu asked indifferently.
'What? Miss Zhou's murder case? '
Magistrate Liu's eyes widened and he felt as if someone had scraped his spine. He asked in a trembling voice, "Didn't she fall off the building and die on the rockery?"
Ji Yunshu rolled her eyes at him. "In the past, I would always hand over a case report to you. Did I hand over the Zhou Family's case report?"
"No."
"Then, when did I say that Miss Zhou fell off the building and died?"
Magistrate Liu thought about it and shook his head. "No."
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