Going to watch a play at this time?
Was there a mistake?
Li Cheng did not know what she was up to.
But Jing Rong and Song Zhi were not surprised at all.
They went out the door and prepared to go out.
Li Cheng was about to follow them downstairs when his sister called out to him.
"Where are you going with them?" She was worried that Li Cheng would not return overnight.
"To watch a play."
"What play?"
"I'm not sure!"
"Listen, I don't care what you want to do. I don't care if this case is solved or not. In short, you have to go back to Gaoding with me tomorrow morning. "Li Wenshu was determined.
"Got it." Li Cheng was helpless. He glanced at her and said, "Sister, you're bored staying in the inn these days anyway. Why don't you come with us to watch a play?"
"I'm not interested!" Li Wenshu refused.
"It's not easy to come to Yiwu. I'll get sick if I stay in the room all day. We're leaving tomorrow morning. Wouldn't it be a pity if we don't look around? I heard that the major opera troupes in Yiwu sing very well, even better than those in Gaoding. "
"I said no …" Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Bai Yin downstairs. She paused for a moment and suddenly changed her mind. "Alright."
Li Cheng did not think too much about it. He just thought that she was suddenly interested.
He pulled Li Wenshu downstairs.
The group left the inn together.
To watch a play!
Meanwhile, in Yiwu's prison.
Zhang Xiaobai learned from the jailer that Lord Zhuo only gave Young Master Ji two days to find the murderer. If there was no other evidence to prove that the murderer was someone else after two days, then Zhang Xiaobai would be the murderer.
So, he worried in prison for two days.
He could not rest at all.
He did not sleep!
He did not eat!
He did not drink water!
He felt uneasy all day!
The sky was already dark.
Two days were almost up.
That meant that he would be treated as a murderer by Lord Zhuo and sentenced to death.
When that happened, his head would roll.
How could that be?
Thinking of this, he grabbed his neck worriedly.
His whole body was trembling.
Meanwhile, Old Qiao in the opposite prison had been resting well and eating well.
He looked at Zhang Xiaobai and said, "Zhang Xiaobai, don't worry. Song Zhi said he would save you."
"Save me?" Zhang Xiaobai glared at him and choked with sobs. "But he doesn't even have a shadow. He might not care about me anymore once he goes out."
"Song Zhi is not that kind of person!"
"That's the kind of person he is. They all say that scholars are afraid of death, and he is no exception."
"How can you say that about him? Song Zhi is a good person. I stole the bag he returned to Wang Jun, causing him to sit in jail for a few days. He didn't even blame me. "
"These are two different things. Don't mix them up. What do you know?"
Old Qiao was speechless. He slapped his thigh and said, "I won't say anymore."
He leaned against the wall behind him and fell into a deep sleep.
Zhang Xiaobai paced back and forth in the prison.
He rubbed his hands together from time to time.
He touched his neck from time to time.
He was very worried!
He didn't want to be charged with such a baseless crime.
"Song Zhi! There are only a few hours left. You must help me. Once I get out, I will definitely be your slave. "
He clasped his hands together!
Prayed to the tiny window.
In the back hall of the county government.
Lord Zhuo was also waiting for the results.
He stared outside with a solemn expression.
He was waiting for the time to come to judge the case.
An official came in and reported, "Lord, I've already checked. That Young Master Ji went to the memorial hall for the past two days. He spent the rest of the time sleeping in his room. He didn't investigate the case at all."
"Sleeping?"
"Yes! He even slept for the whole day today. "
"But why did he go to the memorial hall?"
"I'm not sure. His people are watching the memorial hall. It's not good for us to ask openly."
Lord Zhuo narrowed his eyes and pondered, his fingers lightly tapping on the table beside him. "What is he trying to do? He keeps saying that there's more to the case than meets the eye, but why isn't he anxious at all? "
Strange!
He couldn't figure it out even after thinking for a while.
At this moment, an official rushed in and shouted, "Lord!"
Lord Zhuo, "What is it?"
Lord Zhuo, "What is it?"
"That Young Master Ji wants you to watch the show together."
Lord Zhuo stood up abruptly, his jaw about to drop. He said incredulously, "Even at this time, he wants this official to watch the show with him? What nonsense!"
He waved his sleeve.
The official trembled as he said, "Lord, Heir … Heir Cheng is also there."
Ah!
This trump card was really useful at all times.
Lord Zhuo didn't dare to refuse when he heard that Li Cheng was also there.
He immediately pulled on his official robe and said, "Let's go, let's go watch the show."
The official immediately stopped him. "Lord, wait."
"Why are you stopping me?"
"Teacher Ji also said to let you … watch quietly at the door."
"Watch quietly?"
What the hell is this?
Lord Zhuo gulped. Due to Li Cheng's presence, he didn't dare to disobey.
He could only agree to watch quietly.
He took a few officials with him and left.
…
Ji Yunshu and the others went to the theater.
They went to the Zhao Troupe's theater.
As soon as they entered, Troupe Leader Tao hurried out to welcome them.
Because so many things had happened, Troupe Leader Tao looked haggard and didn't have much energy.
He was very dispirited!
He had already decided to disband the Zhao Troupe after this matter was over.
In the future, he might have to change his profession!
He looked at the people who came. There were both men and women.
Each had their own background!
"Are you here to handle a case? Or is there something you don't understand that you want to ask us? "Troupe Leader Tao asked in a hoarse voice.
Ji Yunshu said, "Troupe Leader, we are here to watch the show!"
Troupe Leader Tao froze for a moment. "Young master, don't joke with me."
"This one is not joking. We really are here to watch the show."
"Sigh, so many things have happened. My theater has long been closed. How can there be a show? Look around, no one is watching at all. "Troupe Leader Tao sighed.
Usually, at this time, the theater would be full of people watching the show.
But now, it was very desolate!
Ji Yunshu's intention was very clear. "Aren't we all people? We just want to watch the show, nothing else. "
"This …"
While Troupe Leader Tao was in a dilemma …
Jing Rong took out a gold ingot and handed it to him.
"Troupe Leader, this young master of my family doesn't go to any other theater. He came to your theater because he really likes to watch your Zhao Troupe's show. Today, how about we book the entire theater?"
That was an ingot of gold!
It was the theater's monthly income!
Troupe Leader Tao had always been a person who opened his eyes to money. Although he was very depressed now, there was no reason not to take the money.
Thereupon —
He gritted his teeth and accepted it.
He asked, "But, what show do you want to watch?"
Jing Rong looked at Ji Yunshu and asked for her opinion.
Ji Yunshu affirmed, "'The Ghost Lady Buries Her Husband'!"
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