At this moment, he really wanted to pull Gong Shilin out.
Beat him up.
Just as he was about to lose control of his impulse, a servant hurriedly ran over in the heavy snow.
He ran to Li Cheng, gasping for breath.
"Young … Young Master."
He was in a hurry.
Li Cheng stood up straight and looked at him nervously. "What's wrong? What happened? "
"It's … it's …"
"Did something happen to Gong Zuoxiang?"
"No, someone from the city's department came. They said … the portrait is out. They want you to hurry over, Young Master."
The portrait was out.
Li Cheng's eyes lit up.
He slapped the red pillar hard.
He waited for a few days.
He was anxious for a few days.
"It's finally out!"
His voice was very loud.
The servant asked, "Young Master, should we hurry over?"
"Let's go."
He suddenly let out a loud shout.
Go forward.
But —
Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.
He frowned.
An idea came to him.
His eyes darted.
"Wait."
The servant didn't understand and asked, "Young Master, what's wrong? Are we going or not? "
Li Cheng looked back into the room.
An evil idea popped up in his mind.
He touched his chin and said, "Go, of course go, but … I have to bring something."
The thing that he was talking about was …
Ignoring Li Wenshu's instructions, he rushed in.
When he saw Gong Shilin sitting by the bed, he was even angrier.
He pulled Gong Shilin up.
He said to Li Wenshu, "Sister, I'll borrow this person first."
Huh?
"Ah Cheng?" Li Wenshu didn't even have time to call him.
Gong Shilin didn't even have time to react.
He was already pulled out by that force.
All the way to the door.
"Li Cheng, where are you taking me?"
"Don't talk nonsense. You'll know when we get there."
"Let go of me first."
Gong Shilin shook him off.
His wrist was twisted red.
Li Cheng clicked his tongue and said unhappily, "Hurry up and follow me!"
Gong Shilin was puzzled. "Where are we going?"
"City Department."
"Why are we going there?"
"Investigating a case."
What?
Gong Shilin was confused. "I don't understand what you are talking about."
He turned around to leave.
Li Cheng stopped him.
He said haughtily, "I want you to investigate a case with me. Do I need to repeat myself?"
"I don't know how to investigate cases, and the matters of the City Revenue have nothing to do with me."
"Who said it has nothing to do with you?"
Hmm?
Li Cheng turned around and instructed the manservant from before, "Go, go to the hall now and tell Left Prime Minister Gong that I, Lord Li, have asked him for Gong Shilin and asked him to investigate the stone case at the city gate tower with me."
"Yes!"
The servant took off at once.
Gong Shilin was speechless.
Li Cheng smiled at him. "Does it have anything to do with you now?"
"You …"
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and come with me." Li Cheng grabbed him and walked towards the door.
Hence …
Just like that, Gong Shilin was inexplicably dragged to the City Sector.
At this moment, in the City Department.
Ji Yunshu had personally delivered the painting to him.
The painting was already displayed to the crowd.
The woman in the painting was delicate, refined, and clean. Her eyes, in particular, had the purity and purity of a fifteen-year-old girl.
The old and junior officials were stunned when they saw the painting.
The old coroner was also stunned.
Not to mention the beauty of the woman in the painting, just her drawing skills alone.
Every stroke, even the color.
They were all very detailed.
Those who did not have decades of practice would not be able to draw it.
"This painting is too good. Look at the brush and the color. It's too good."
"Yeah!"
"I've never seen someone with such good drawing skills."
"It's obviously the work of a master."
…
The crowd began to discuss all sorts of things around the painting.
They were all questioning whether this painting was the work of that young gongzi.
But …
The crowd had completely missed the point.
Ji Yunshu stood there silently. Jing Rong also sat to the side.
He had never liked to disturb Ji Yunshu when she was investigating a case.
Thus, from the moment he came in, he sat there in a cold and silent state, a cup of tea in hand.
There was also a plate of fruits.
He sipped his tea as he waited.
One of the old officials suddenly turned to Ji Yunshu, "Teacher Ji, this painting … was it really done by you?"
He expressed his doubt.
"It was indeed done by this humble one."
"Although we don't know how to draw, we can see that this painting can't be done without decades of practice."
"Milord, you don't need to doubt whether this painting was done by me. You only need to know that the woman in the painting is the deceased."
Ah!
He brought the topic back to the main topic.
The crowd looked at each other in dismay.
Some were shocked, some doubted.
Some even found it laughable.
They had originally thought that the painting was just a silhouette. Who would have thought that the so-called deceased's portrait was so lifelike, even her eyelashes could be seen clearly.
How could a skull be painted like this?
Even the most capable person would not be able to do it.
Ji Yunshu saw the doubt flashing across their faces. She walked to the portrait placed in the middle of the table, "I know that all of you don't believe me, and even think that I might have used a portrait painted by someone else to create a mystery. After all, many people wouldn't believe that a portrait of the deceased could be painted with such clarity. However, this humble one has never deceived anyone, nor will I deliberately mystify others.
The woman in this portrait is indeed the deceased. As long as we search for her according to her appearance, we will be able to find her identity. "
Uproar!
"Is what you said true?"
"Whether it's true or not, we'll know once we search for her."
"What if we can't find her?"
"Then we can only say that this person didn't interact with many people when she was alive. It could even be said that … those who knew her are all dead."
"Ridiculous!" The old coroner suddenly exclaimed.
Ji Yunshu wasn't annoyed. She only said, "Old Sir, this humble one will take responsibility for every word I say. As long as it's a portrait of the deceased, there will be no mistakes."
She was full of confidence.
The old coroner choked. "Fine. If you can really find the deceased's identity, then I'll admire you."
"Old coroner, you've promised Lord Li that if Teacher Ji can really find the deceased through the portrait, you'll kowtow to him three times in front of us." "That's right. You've promised Lord Li that if Teacher Ji can really find the deceased through the portrait, you'll kowtow three times in front of us."
Pfft!
Ji Yunshu didn't know that they had made such a bet.
Jing Rong, who was sitting at the side, glanced at the coroner's knees when he heard the conversation.
He thought to himself, 'Will there be anything wrong with kneeling and kowtowing at such an old age?'
He was a little worried.
He lowered his voice.
Ji Yunshu cupped her hands at the old coroner. "Old Sir, there's no need for this. This humble one can't accept your kowtow."
The meaning of these words was obviously telling everyone that she would definitely win.
The old coroner's face turned green and white.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
