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Chapter 481

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Chapter 481: Entering the Yamen

Ji Yunshu's words hit the nail on the head!

Ji Shuhan was a narrow-minded person. His own son had died in prison. How could he let the matter rest?

Ji Yunshu was taken to the capital by Jing Rong, so he couldn't do anything about it. However, Liu Qingping could run, but the temple couldn't. Naturally, he became his target.

Removing Liu Qingping's official position wasn't considered as revenge. At most, it was a reminder. Otherwise, Ji Shuhan might even kill him!

Although Ji Shuhan was cunning, he didn't shirk his responsibility when faced with Ji Yunshu's accusation.

Instead, he stubbornly said, "He deserved to be removed from his official position. As long as I'm still alive, he can forget about being an official."

Anger!

"So, you were the one who arranged for Liu Qian to be promoted?"

"That was the arrangement of the imperial court!"

Ji Yunshu only smiled.

She didn't want to continue this topic.

Outside, the downpour turned into a torrential downpour. The sound of raindrops hitting the bricks and limestone slabs resounded.

But it was also stuffy!

Ji Yunshu took a deep breath and looked at him with a dignified expression. She asked a question that she had never asked before.

"Can you tell me who my mother was?"

Huh?

Her mother was a prostitute. When she gave birth to her, she died from dystocia.

Isn't this something that everyone knows?

Apart from this, there was no other information. The entire Ji family probably felt ashamed, so they rarely mentioned it.

When Ji Shuhan heard this, his chest suddenly thumped. He opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time. Then, he spat out, "Your mother was a prostitute. If I hadn't made a mistake that year, I wouldn't have given birth to a rebellious daughter like you."

Rebellious daughter?

Ridiculous!

Ji Yunshu was still patient. "Don't you have anything else? For example, where did my mother come from? Where did she stay before entering the brothel? "

"Why are you asking these questions? Your mother is already dead. What's the point of talking about a dead person? "

Ji Shuhan forcefully waved his sleeves a few times. His expression was extremely ugly.

Yes, he didn't want to talk about it!

A prostitute, and a dead one at that.

Probably, he wouldn't be able to get anything out of him.

Ji Yunshu couldn't be bothered to talk to this man who had the same blood flowing in his veins.

Outside, Jing Rong stood on the left side of the gate.

She said calmly, "Send him away."

Jing Rong nodded. "Then you go first. I'll be right there."

She agreed and left.

When Jing Rong entered the room again, he saw Ji Shuhan's extremely unsightly face. Ji Shuhan's small eyes seemed to be burning with a flame that he was trying his best to restrain.

How funny!

He slowly sat down with a smile on his face.

"Lord Ji, if there's nothing else, please go back. The rain is getting heavier."

He was ordering them to leave!

When Ji Shuhan came to pay his respects, he had done enough etiquette. Naturally, there was no reason for him to stay any longer.

But …

Before she left, she unexpectedly said a few words, "Your Highness, although Yunshu has been expelled from the Ji Family's genealogy and is no longer a member of the Ji Family, and although I am extremely pained by the death of my son, Ji Yuanzhi, in the end, she is still my daughter. The sin she committed is also a calamity for the Ji Family. In the future, if Yunshu makes a mistake, I still hope that Your Highness will forgive her."

Oh my, what kind of trick is this old fox playing?

Jing Rong agreed. "Lord Ji can rest assured. This Prince values her very much and will take care of her."

"That's good." Jing Rong bowed. "I won't disturb Your Highness's rest any longer. Farewell."

Ji Shuhan then left.

After he left, Jing Rong went to look for Ji Yunshu.

She was waiting for him.

As soon as he entered the room, Jing Rong said, "That old man really misses you. Before he left, he even asked this Prince to take care of you."

Who cares!

She sneered. "No one knows better than me what kind of person my father is. He's just a fox with a tail in his pocket."

"But that old fox really fell hard. Not only did he lose his son, but his daughter who was supposed to become the Crown Prince's consort is also hopeless. It's quite pitiful for him to fail in his old age."

There was not the slightest bit of sympathy in her tone. Instead, there was a hint of schadenfreude in her tone.

Ji Yunshu's eyes darkened. She suddenly said, "Tomorrow morning, the yamen will hold an open hearing on Fu Bo's case."

The atmosphere froze in an instant.

Jing Rong frowned. "What did Liu Qingping say?"

"There are witnesses and material evidence in this case. It might … be a little tricky."

"So?"

"I want to go to the yamen."

Jing Rong was surprised. "Now?"

"I only have one night. I must find evidence to prove that Fu Bo didn't kill Fu Bo. We don't know who the current county magistrate, Liu Qian, is. If Fu Bo is really tortured and confesses, I'm afraid this case will be really difficult."

Jing Rong said, "So you want to go to the yamen now to …"

"To conduct an autopsy."

… …

Two hours later, Jing Rong secretly brought Ji Yunshu to the yamen.

It was almost midnight. Other than the yamen runners at the main entrance, there were only a few yamen runners who were dozing off inside. Because Ji Yunshu was familiar with the layout of the yamen, she successfully avoided their line of sight and arrived at the room where the corpse was placed.

She was dressed in black and was drenched in rainwater. Her shoulders shook a few times as she took off her bamboo hat and straw raincoat. She pushed the door open and entered.

An undisguisable smell of rotting corpses rushed out from inside. It was a little pungent.

Jing Rong wrinkled his nose. He had never liked this smell.

He stood at the door and obediently acted as a little gentleman.

Inside the room.

Ji Yunshu lit a small oil lamp. The faint light illuminated the room, but it wasn't very bright. She could barely make out the female corpse that had been washed out of the mud by the heavy rain. It was placed on the stand, covered by a dirty white cloth. The surroundings were even more messy.

How was this a morgue? It was clearly a mass grave!

Ji Yunshu sighed and shook her head. In the past, when she was in the yamen, she would never make such a mess here. Whenever she placed the corpse, she would always scatter some atractylodes and honey locust next to it. This was to prevent the corpse from rotting due to the delay of the case or the hot weather.

She placed the lamp beside the corpse and frowned. She reached out and lifted the white cloth.

The female corpse with a festering face was revealed.

Probably because it had been buried underground for a few days, the skin and flesh of the corpse had been corroded by oxygen. Her eye sockets were bulging, the corners of her eyes were cracked, and the bridge of her nose was crooked. In addition, the corpse was washed out of the ground by the heavy rain. The entire corpse was slightly swollen, and the rotten flesh was mixed with a lot of yellow mud and sawdust.

In short, the entire corpse was extremely disgusting.

But it wasn't the most disgusting corpse Ji Yunshu had ever seen.

She put on the gloves she had prepared and carefully examined the corpse. She didn't miss a single detail. Even …

The female corpse's lower body!

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside. Rays of light shone into the room and shone on the corpse. It was a very strange sight.

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