Chapter 42
You dare not.
Wen Shu smiled coldly, staring straight into Pei Lingjun's eyes. Her light-colored pupils met his dark, bright eyes without a trace of warmth, and she even gave a proper bow.
"Thank you for your concern, cousin. Chengxuan is not the kind of person you described. I hope you will never say such things again."
As they brushed past each other, Wen Shu tilted her head slightly, her brown eyes narrowed, and a slow smile played on her lips: "By the way, the government office was robbed last night, and the whole city is under martial law recently. If you don't have anything to do, cousin, you shouldn't move around too much."
"Lest..." Wen Shu seemed to sigh softly, her expression unreadable, "that she might be courting death."
With his thick eyebrows lowered, Pei Lingjun stood still, letting Wen Shu leave.
What I just said was more of a threat than a reminder.
He could deceive anyone in the Wen household, but he couldn't deceive Wen Shu.
From the very beginning, she didn't believe he was some cousin from Jinzhou.
She was holding a weakness in his hands, which was also a warning to him not to interfere in her affairs, or else she would turn on him without mercy.
A laugh suddenly escaped from his nose, and Pei Lingjun stood there coldly.
Cui Pei had arrived unnoticed, but seeing that the entrance to the Wen residence wasn't a good place to talk, he pulled Pei Lingjun away.
"Boss, we've found the two brothers who didn't cross the river earlier. They're not in Jijing; they're still outside the city. Should we arrange for them to return to Jijing first?"
Since the assassination attempt outside the city that separated them, there had been no news of the two men. They were even once thought to be dead. Now that they have made contact, both Pei Lingjun and Cui Pei are relieved.
"No need, there are more important things for them to do."
Cui Pei leaned closer and whispered a few words to Pei Lingjun. Suddenly, he saw Cui Pei breathe a sigh of relief. "I knew it! Boss, how could you possibly leave footprints? I'll give the order right now to investigate what kind of organization these people belong to."
Pei Lingjun nodded slightly and returned to the side courtyard. In the main room, there was a small, square wooden piece in a hidden compartment of the desk. The eagle head with a slight protrusion at the bottom had already been carved.
Dipping the brush in black paint and pressing it onto the paper, a striking image of a black eagle's head appears, its eyes fixed intently ahead, several black feathers bristling, hinting at a flight that could soar into the sky and strike straight at the heart.
Every year when Cai Xianggong celebrated his birthday, silver from all the prefectures and counties of the Great Sheng Dynasty flowed into the Grand Tutor's mansion like water. The officials of the prefectures and counties all paid homage but secretly disobeyed, eating the emperor's salary while giving silver to the Grand Tutor's mansion.
The current Grand Tutor is of noble status, with countless disciples and henchmen all over the world. How can this small eagle head alone be enough to condemn the Grand Tutor for deceiving his superiors and embezzling funds?
"Secret message..."
As expected of someone who served as a judge in the Ministry of Justice for three years, Pei Lingjun had seen countless prisoners during those three years. Those people did nothing but seek three things: money, power, and sex.
Almost immediately, a countermeasure was devised, a plan to expose the person behind the scenes.
——
"grown ups..."
As darkness fell, the government office was unusually brightly lit. Wen Tao's eyes were bloodshot, and he pressed his fingers against his slightly twitching brow. He raised his hand to signal the guard who had just entered to continue.
A full day and night have passed since the secret letter was stolen last night. He searched every government office and turned Anyang Prefecture upside down, but there was still no news.
Wen Tao opened his eyes wearily, his gaze towards the guards filled with a hint of expectation.
"What news?"
The guard bowed and said, "I have already compared the shoes of Young Master Song with those of his attendants, and none of them match."
Wen Tao closed his eyes tightly and waved away the guards.
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