Chapter 109: Who did he kill back then? ...

"Yes, it's to frame someone," Wen Yu replied confidently. "The Chen Mian case hasn't been concluded yet. If he kills Lady Zhibai at this moment and puts the blame on Lord Jia, it will inevitably arouse public outrage and put Lord Jia at the center of public opinion."

Although she had an argument with Lord Jia when they first met, and felt that he was unreasonable and arrested people for no reason, she also learned during this period that Lord Jia had never done anything against Lady Zhi Bai.

"He just wants to stir up trouble in Jiangyang Prefecture. By then, public outrage will flare up, and once you take office—"

"It's just right to use my hand to deal with Lord Jia."

Song Linsheng looked at the lights in the corridor. The optical fibers were slanted and the shadows were dim. Behind them, in the unlit eaves, it seemed that a dormant giant beast was lurking.

"That's right." Wen Yu stretched out two fingers, drew a circle in the air, and then walked around in front of Song Linsheng with his hands clasped together.

"It's just that he missed a step and missed a calculation."

"Um?"

Song Linsheng was confused and asked in confusion. But when he met Wen Yu's sharp and cunning almond-shaped eyes, he shook his head helplessly.

"Could Master Wen please enlighten me?"

As he said this, he even clasped his hands together and greeted Wen Yu.

Wen Yu cleared his throat, deliberately suppressing the twitching corners of his lips. He said seriously, "That means you've been in office for a long time, even if it's only been a few days, and you just happened to stumble upon this."

"According to his original plan, if you hadn't arrived yet, and Lord Jia was the only one in charge of Jiangyang, if Lord Jia made any mistakes, it would be difficult for him to defend himself. Even if he came to you to argue, since you'd just arrived in Jiangyang and wouldn't be able to take charge, Cheng Lian would have the opportunity to take advantage."

Wen Yu paced back and forth, continuing to discuss as he walked, "Unfortunately, he failed to follow Zhi Bai Niangzi, and ran into you and me at Hou Tu Temple, which led him to change his original plan."

However, this is exactly what Wen Yu couldn't figure out, and it is also the part she couldn't get out of the interrogation.

Wen Yu pursed his lips, and his momentum weakened a bit.

"He laid bare his previous plans, insisting that he and Lord Jia had some grievances that needed to be settled, and that he wouldn't change a thing even if I caught him."

"Grudges?" Song Linsheng raised his eyebrows.

The letter only mentioned an old friendship, without mentioning any grudges. If it said it was seeking revenge, it sounded more like a conversation between brothers.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Cheng Lian did it intentionally to create a maze.

"Yes, but..." Wen Yu paused and became hesitant, as if he didn't know what to say next.

"But he asked me to cooperate with him in a play, saying that if I wanted to know, he would let me know."

"So there was the first letter?" The two seem to correspond.

"No, he had already sent the first letter by then." Wen Yu shook his head. "I only found out what he wrote in the letter later."

"The part I agreed with him on was the second letter." Wen Yu raised her head slightly, her eyes meeting Song Linsheng's.

He appeared at the Yuanshui River on time today, so the second letter must have been delivered to him.

Song Linsheng nodded affirmatively, without showing any surprise on his face. Ever since the letter appeared right in the government office, he knew it was for him, and he never even thought about whether it was for Mu Jingli.

It was just because he was the only one in the yard at that time, and also because of some unspeakable intuition.

"You're afraid that after receiving the first letter, Master Jia will deny it and refuse to keep the appointment, and will simply cover it up as a deliberate prank."

"That's right. Cheng Lian told me that he told Master Jia to meet us at the place where we parted ways, but he couldn't guarantee that he would come."

Wen Yu folded her hands over her elbows, her fingertips moving lightly. "I wrote down the location for you because I believe you will find a way to make this happen."

At least with Song Linsheng around, Lord Jia wouldn't act rashly.

As for how the letter landed silently right in front of Song Linsheng's door...

Wen Yu coughed lightly, trying to brush the matter off, and only secretly glanced at Song Linsheng's reaction, fearing that he would ask further questions next.

Seeing that there was no emotion on his face, as if he had never thought about it at all, Wen Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Linsheng's face was as calm as a lake, but his heart was beating like a drum. The words "I believe you" burned through his heart like a seductive flame, leaving an indelible mark.

He also believes in Wen Yu.

"So what does he mean by 'going with the flow'? Do you know what he's planning?"

Wen Yu sighed inwardly when she spoke of this. She was more than capable of using her spirit powers to suppress mortals, but interrogation was not her forte.

"Well... I've reached an agreement with him." Wen Yu paused. "I'll make sure Lord Jia arrives on time, and then he'll reveal the truth."

Cheng Lian promised to set up the stage on the bank of the Yuanshui River, and he would be responsible for performing the play.

It is undeniable that he was indeed keeping Wenyu in suspense, but at that time she thought that since Cheng Lian and Lord Jia had a deep grudge against each other, it would not be a bad idea to expose it in public.

By then, Song Linsheng and Lord Mu will be there, and no matter what the truth is, it will eventually come out.

"I didn't expect that Lord Jia shot an arrow through the heart and didn't even leave anyone alive." Wen Yu was annoyed. In this way, there would be no evidence against him.

When Wen Yu said this, Song Linsheng felt a little confused and his expression was complicated.

He looked at Wen Yu standing peacefully on his right side and felt a sense of inappropriate relief.

Fortunately, Wen Yu was not injured or killed in the chaotic scene.

And this is inappropriate... naturally he felt that what Lord Jia did was not a rebellious act. At least, he saved Wen Yu... right?

He seemed to be the one who benefited, and even quietly sided with Lord Jia.

Song Linsheng calmed himself down and said seriously, "Once Cheng Lian dies, the grudge between him and Lord Jia will become unclear."

"He intended to start by extorting gold and end by framing someone for murder, repeating the 'parting incident' of the past," Wen Yu continued, "but he never explicitly stated what the parting incident was."

Now, he could no longer speak.

"But..." Wen Yu's confidence faded, "But I didn't even find out his real name is Cheng Lian, not Zhao Kuo. I'm afraid..."

I'm afraid that what he said later was a mixture of truth and falsehood, which is difficult to distinguish. Even if I tell Song Linsheng about this, I'm afraid it won't be of any help.

A glimmer of light flashed across Song Linsheng's eyes, and it seemed as if something was echoing in his mind.

Replay... the separation...

He does know something.

However, if he starts with extorting gold and ends with killing people to vent his anger, then let Wen Yu be his target today, then—

Who did he kill back then?

Song Linsheng didn't say this out loud. The two of them had already said enough to each other, and if they continued, they would probably not be able to stop talking anymore.

Since Wen Yu woke up, he hasn't even drunk a sip of water, let alone eaten anything.

This matter was not something they could explain clearly here, so it would be better to ask Wen Yu to have dinner first.

"Don't blame yourself too much, you've done a great job."

Song Linsheng tried to comfort her, not wanting Wen Yu to fall into endless introspection.

It was he who was useless, asking Wen Yu to face the storm alone. Just leave the rest to him.

Seeing that Wen Yu still didn't respond, Song Linsheng smiled softly, which looked even more sincere under the moonlight.

"In my opinion, Lord Wen is clever and intelligent, and he is worthy of being the prefect."

He believed that as long as Wen Yu wanted to do it, he would be able to do it, and not only do it, but also do it well.

As soon as these words were spoken, Wen Yu couldn't help laughing, and the smug look of "Of course" on her face could not be hidden.

Song Linsheng didn't even ask how she subdued the thief or how she interrogated Cheng Lian.

Doesn't he... want to know?

She slowed down her pace to match Song Linsheng's, maintaining a similar pace. Perhaps out of guilt or something, she asked the question out loud.

"Song Linsheng, do you know why those people are so powerless and unable to move?"

She was naturally referring to the remaining thirty-six people.

The wind blew past their ears and onto their shoulders, lifting Wen Yu's hair and curling it straight onto Song Linsheng's ear.

A tingling sensation immediately spread from his earlobe to his entire body. Whether intentionally or not, Song Linsheng did not answer directly. Instead, he turned sideways and looked down at Wen Yu intently:

"Um?"

Could it be that the noisy night wind washed away all her words?

Wen Yu asked him to keep an eye on her, her heart tightening. "It's okay, nothing's wrong."

A chill on her face woke her up.

It was best that Song Linsheng didn't ask any further questions. Why did she run up to him and show off? If he really asked, how should she answer?

Wen Yu lowered his head, wishing he could crawl into the ground. He was just shrinking his neck and remaining silent when he heard Song Linsheng chuckle.

"Perhaps it's the Goddess of Spring appearing?"

After all, Houchun Mountain is rumored to be the cave residence of the God of Spring. It is normal that Cheng Lian and his group committed evil deeds in Houchun Mountain and offended the Goddess of Spring, resulting in such an end.

Song Linsheng's eyebrows were soft and he smiled faintly.

Wen Yu looked up suddenly, as if he heard something unbelievable.

"You believe this?"

"I believe it."

Song Linsheng nodded and stepped forward, making it impossible for Wen Yu to see his expression.

Seeing Wen Yu behind him stop where he was and not following him, Song Linsheng couldn't help but purse his lips and chuckle.

If it weren't for the appearance of the Goddess of Spring, how could his Xianchun Xiaozhu remain so uncluttered even with so many people breaking in?

The Hovenia dulcis sprouted and the loquats bore fruit, as if they had never been disturbed, and not even a single leaf of the flowers and plants in the yard was damaged.

He believed that Cheng Lian and his group would not intentionally sabotage it, but there was not even a trace of trampling -

Isn’t that the appearance of the Goddess of Spring?

Song Linsheng pursed his lips tightly to prevent the laughter from escaping from between his teeth.

Wen Yu behind him naturally couldn't see any clues. Wen Yu tilted her head and felt extremely fortunate -

Fortunately, fortunately, he never doubted it.

As for whether he wants to believe that it was the appearance of the Goddess of Spring or something else, it’s up to him.

Wen Yu's eyes flickered with joy. It seemed that hiding in the human world was not a difficult task. She was just too nervous.

Song Linsheng was with her every day, but he didn't notice it, right?

Wen Yu relaxed, lifted her skirt and chased after him.

Song Linsheng was thin but tall, and his aura as he stood there was natural, like a pine tree after the snow.

With this figure and posture, how could he not be a god, but a mortal?

Wen Yu felt regretful. A mortal's life lasted for dozens of years, and passed by in a flash. Where could he find such a handsome Song Linsheng by then?

"Young Master! Young Master!"