late at night.
A rhythmic meow came from outside the courtyard. Lu Qiqi put down the sandalwood comb, put on an outer garment, picked up a candlestick, and walked outside.
She pushed open the door and looked outside. Soon she saw a young man walking straight toward her.
It is nineteen.
Coming here so late, there must be something important to do.
"Come in and talk."
Lu Qiqi said something softly and then lit the candlesticks in the room, instantly brightening the room.
Nineteen rushed over because he had something important to report.
Therefore, as soon as he entered the room, he went straight to the point, "County Princess, you have the Shadow Guards keep an eye on the coroner's family."
Today, the Shadow Guards accompanied the coroner's son to the capital. The first thing this man did upon arrival was to find the steward of the Marquis of Anyang's residence.
The medicinal wine that General Xuan drank year-round was based on a prescription given by the old Marquis of Anyang.
Lu Qiqi had previously suspected the Marquis of Anyang's mansion, otherwise she wouldn't have had the Shadow Guards keep an eye on their movements.
Now it seems that the death of General Xuan, and even the tragic death of her mother Chen Wenjun while escorting her to her wedding, are absolutely related to the Marquis of Anyang's mansion.
Lu Qiqi said, "It seems that the person who killed General Xuan back then already knows about the coroner's disappearance."
We can only find out who did it by waiting for them to slip up.
Nineteen, do you know where the coroner's son is now?
"The butler has taken him back and settled him in."
Is it just to take them back and settle them in?
The coroner disappeared. Did the person who committed the crime back then not react at all?
Lu Qiqi's intuition told her that something was clearly wrong.
She said, "Send someone to continue following the coroner's son and see what else the Marquis of Anyang's mansion will do."
"yes!"
After Shijiu left, Lu Qiqi carefully sorted out the matter.
Back then, Marquis Chen Xianming of Lin'an saved the old Marquis Li Yi of Anyang on the battlefield, which led to the story of Li Yi repaying the debt of gratitude and arranging the marriage between Chen Wenjun and Li Zhenxing.
If Li Zhenxing had a past relationship with Jia Zhenxian, and if the old lady Jia and Jia Zhenxian were related by blood, there would still be room for negotiation in this marriage.
Besides, this matter will come to light sooner or later, and then it won't be about repaying a debt of gratitude, but about seeking revenge.
The two families are now at odds, all because of that ill-fated marriage years ago.
The death of General Xuan and the robbery of Chen Wenjun's wedding procession—if these two events were merely attempts to obstruct the marriage, the price paid would be far too high.
Lu Qiqi felt that there was still an important link in the chain, but the evidence she had at the moment was not enough to prove it or to draw further conclusions.
The next day.
Early in the morning, Butler Jia sneaked into the room where Jia Fugui was sleeping.
He saw Jia Fugui sleeping like a log, snoring, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.
However, seeing that the man wouldn't live past tonight, a pang of pity rose in his heart.
He reached out and patted Jia Fugui's face, calling out, "Fugui, Fugui, wake up, get up quickly."
A moment later, the snoring stopped abruptly.
Jia Fugui opened his eyes groggily and saw the face of Steward Jia.
He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Uncle, did you wake me up so early because of news about my father?"
Upon hearing this, Steward Jia froze, but he quickly recovered.
“Fugui, listen to your uncle. Here is fifty taels of silver, a small token of my appreciation. Take the money and go home immediately, don’t linger for a moment longer.”
Jia Fugui had lived a decent life all these years. Fifty taels of silver seemed like a lot, but compared to his father's life, the latter was more important.
He said, "Uncle, what exactly did my father do wrong? Who did he offend? If you don't tell me, I won't be able to face my elderly mother when I get back!"
When Butler Jia saw the dying man, he felt a pang of pity and said, “When your father was young, he did some things for a nobleman, which is why you have had such a good life for so many years.”
Now that your enemies have come knocking, you'd better go home and settle the women in your household.
Speaking of this, Jia Fugui recalled his childhood when he had many sisters in his family, and it was not easy to have enough to eat and wear.
No one knows when his family moved to the big courtyard, and his father took several concubines in succession.
Thinking of this, Jia Fugui realized that there were no men in his family, and if enemies came looking for him, he would be helpless and in trouble.
He said, "Thank you for informing me, Uncle. I will set off for Huating Prefecture now."
As he spoke, he took the fifty taels of silver from Steward Jia, picked up the bundle by the bed, and walked straight out of the room.
Butler Jia watched his departing figure and sighed deeply.
...
Suburbs of Beijing.
Jia Fugui rented a carriage, and when they were less than three miles from the capital, the carriage suddenly stopped.
Upon seeing this scene, the driver abandoned the cart and fled without a second thought.
Upon hearing the commotion, Jia Fugui immediately lifted the carriage curtain, only to see more than a dozen men in black standing outside the carriage, each holding a large knife.
Having never seen such a scene before, Jia Fugui's legs went weak, and he didn't even have the strength to run away.
He could clearly feel his hands and feet trembling, but deep down he was telling himself to calm down.
So he struggled to suppress his fear and forced himself to shout, "What are you going to do?"
The leader of the men in black, watching the coachman run away, shouted, "Robbery!"
Upon hearing that it wasn't a revenge plot, Jia Fugui was overjoyed and immediately threw the bundle in his arms away.
"I'll give you all the fifty taels of silver inside, please spare my life, sir."
The leader of the men in black watched the coachman run away before giving the order.
"Let's do it!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than another group of men in black suddenly appeared in the woods.
Jia Fugui watched as the two groups of men in black started fighting, and took the opportunity to climb off the car.
Just as his feet touched the ground, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
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