Li Wenshu sat in the carriage, wearing a green dress.
She was expressionless.
She did not say a word.
Six years of longing disappeared like a wisp of smoke at this moment.
It could no longer stir up any ripples in her heart.
Li Cheng had to tell the people who came with Li Wenshu to take good care of her.
Finally, he watched the carriage go further and further away.
He felt melancholy.
He got on his horse and immediately returned to the city.
Because of his ability in handling cases, he was rewarded by the King and could enter the imperial court.
But he was still in charge of the city's department.
The case that affected the entire Gaoding City was finally solved. However, the storm seemed to have calmed down, but it began to spread and set off another storm.
The Third Prince put righteousness before family and drew a clear line between him and Prime Minister Gong.
But at the same time, he also completely separated himself from this matter.
Prime Minister Gong was bedridden after suffering a double blow.
His hair turned white overnight.
It was as if he had aged decades.
The doctor stayed the whole night and stayed by her side, just in case.
On the third day, white silk and lanterns were hung up all over the Gong residence.
A mourning hall was set up.
Gong Shilin's body was wrapped in white cloth by a servant. His head and body were sewn together, the blood was cleaned, and he was changed into a clean set of clothes. Then, he was placed in the coffin and placed in the mourning hall.
The residence was covered with white paper money.
Everyone was crying.
Prime Minister Gong woke up early in the morning and was helped to the mourning hall.
He touched the coffin and cried so hard that he almost fainted again. Finally, he knelt on the ground and shouted, "Shi Lin."
But today, the Third Prince did not come.
Marquis Pingyang did not come.
Li Cheng did not come either.
Not a single official from the imperial court came.
The world was so cold!
However, Ji Yunshu had come.
She held an umbrella and walked to the entrance of the Gong residence. She politely said to the two men in plain mourning outside the door, "Please inform them of my arrival."
The two servants looked at each other.
"You are?"
"My surname is Ji. Lord Li of the city's department asked me to handle Du Mubai's case."
"It's you! You're the one who killed my Young Master. "The manservant was so agitated that his face was filled with anger.
The other went straight into the manor to fetch a broom.
He was about to swing it at Ji Yunshu.
She stood there calmly and calmly, looking at the broom that was about to be swung over and said, "Even if you drive me away, I can't come back to life!" Seeing that she was so calm, the manservant put down the broom in the air and said while crying, "My young master didn't even have the heart to kill a chicken since he was young. How did he become a murderer when he came to you? I'm sure you're just spouting nonsense to wrongly accuse my young master. Now that he's dead, do you still have a chance?
Bring your face to my door. "
The sound of crying could be heard.
Ji Yunshu understood the pain in their hearts and said, "The dead cannot come back to life. Everyone, please restrain your grief."
"Go, don't come here, go!"
As he spoke, he reached out to push her.
But before the manservant's little finger could touch her, a pair of powerful hands stretched out from the side and grabbed the manservant's arm.
"Aiya!"
The manservant's eyebrows wrinkled in pain.
"If you dare to touch me again, I'll break your hand." Jing Rong threatened.
Then, he flung the manservant away.
The two manservants gathered together and looked at the newcomer. "Who are you? Today, the manor is holding a funeral. How can we let you cause trouble here? "
"Since you know it's a funeral, why did you use a broom to chase people away? What kind of decency is this?"
"Uh …"
"Quickly go and inform your master. Tell him that an outsider wants to go in and offer incense."
The manservants looked at each other.
Jing Rong was impatient.
Jing Rong lost his patience. "What? Do you want us to barge in? "
"You dare?"
"There's no harm in trying."
"…" The manservant was speechless.
Today's scene was indeed not suitable to make a scene.
Moreover, this man was a martial artist, so he couldn't be provoked.
After thinking for a while, the manservant ran inside to report.
Ji Yunshu looked at the manservant's back. She glanced at Jing Rong and said, "You scared him."
Jing Rong raised his eyebrows. "You can go in if you slowly grind with him?"
"…" She had to admit that force was sometimes the most direct solution.
Jing Rong asked, "Should I go in with you? Or should I wait for you outside? "
"I'll go in myself."
"Well, if there's anything, just shout. I can hear you."
Are you a clairvoyant?
Ji Yunshu looked at him but didn't say anything.
A moment later, the manservant hurried over.
With a reluctant expression, he said, "Go in."
Ji Yunshu handed the umbrella in her hand to Jing Rong and followed the manservant into the manor.
Jing Rong held the umbrella in his hand and played with it for a moment.
He opened the umbrella and stepped into the snow.
While walking towards the carriage not far away, he twirled the umbrella in his hand.
He thought, 'Why is the umbrella in this woman's hand so small?'
The more he played with it, the wider the smile on his face.
When they reached the carriage, the coachman asked curiously, "Young Master Jing, what are you smiling about?"
Ah!
Jing Rong immediately stopped smiling.
He closed the umbrella.
He coldly replied, "Nothing."
He then boarded the carriage.
Inside the carriage, there was another person – Li Cheng.
When Li Cheng saw him, he asked, "Did you go in?"
"Yes."
"What if the Prime Minister trapped her?"
"That old man is quite daring."
Li Cheng was worried. "Just in case! I want to ask Young Master Ji to go in and help me burn incense. Don't cause any trouble. "
His heart was perturbed.
Jing Rong was very relieved.
He smirked. "Don't worry."
He was very determined.
It wasn't because he believed that Gong Zuoxiang wouldn't make things difficult for Ji Yunshu, but because he had secretly sent his men to follow her inside.
At this moment, they should be following Ji Yunshu all the way to the mourning hall through the roof.
…
Inside the mourning hall, Gong Zuoxiang was kneeling with tears on his face. He was holding paper money and putting it in the brazier.
Before Ji Yunshu entered, she could smell the incense and burning paper money.
When she reached the door, she was blocked by the people inside.
She was blocked.
She looked inside and saw Gong Zuoxiang.
She knew that if the master inside didn't allow her to enter the Gong manor, she wouldn't be able to burn incense in the mourning hall.
But at this moment, she couldn't barge in.
She just stood there and waited quietly.
Only when Gong Zuoxiang finished burning the paper money in his hand, did the people beside him help him up.
He looked at Ji Yunshu, who was standing outside the door. His scarlet eyes didn't show the slightest bit of hatred. Instead, he raised his hand and waved.
He signaled the people inside to move aside.
Ji Yunshu was able to enter. Someone handed her the incense. She bowed three times in front of Gong Shilin's memorial tablet.
Then, she inserted the incense into the incense burner.
Then, Gong Zuoxiang suddenly ordered, "All of you, leave."
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