Chapter 323 Death from Poison
Lin Zhiqing looked at her back, his thoughts in a mess.
After nightfall, the candles in several courtyards of the Lin family did not go out for a long time.
"Miss, you should rest first." Chao Yan looked worried.
Lin Zhiqing sat at the table and shook his head slightly: "Wait a little longer."
"Miss Yangyang is angry and won't come over." Chaoyan thought for a moment:
"If all else fails, I'll go wait in Miss Yangyang's yard and report to her when she comes back."
Lin Zhiqing shook his head: "No, she will come."
"Even if she's angry, it's not directed at me. After she's done venting her anger, she'll eventually come to me for help."
As soon as Lin Zhiqing finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the courtyard gate.
When Chaoyan arrived at the door, she saw that the person coming was none other than Lin Yangyang.
She was a little surprised: "Miss, you are really as predictable as a god."
"Predicting things like a god?" If he really could predict things like a god, that would be the best. Lin Zhiqing sighed:
"There is no one in the world who can predict the future. I just understand my cousin."
As he spoke, Lin Yangyang walked into the room, looking dejected.
"Sister Qing, I went to the Zhenyuan Marquis' Mansion and took a walk around. I wanted to sneak in, but the security there was very tight, so I failed."
She gritted her teeth as she spoke, "Shi'an must be inside, otherwise they would never have surrounded the Zhenyuan Marquis's Mansion like thieves with a guilty conscience."
"Cousin, this is all superficial." Lin Zhiqing asked Chao Yan to close the door, and then continued:
"There are many reasons why they are stepping up their defenses."
"First, it's to prevent someone from sneaking in. Just like last time, when we pinned the blame on them for harboring the flute player, they became wary."
"Second, they are playing psychological warfare with us."
Lin Yangyang could understand the first reason, but she was a little confused by the second "psychological warfare":
"Is it related to the School of Insight?"
"There is indeed some connection. He surrounded the Marquis of Zhenyuan just to make us think that our cousin is in his house."
"This is an attempt to confuse us."
This time Lin Yangyang understood, but questions followed:
"Where would Shi'an be if he's not at the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion? Is he safe?"
Lin Zhiqing patiently replied, "Of course I'm not sure where he is. We still need to look for him."
"Besides, he should be safe for now."
"Since he wants to make a deal with us, Jiang Yunhe won't easily attack my cousin."
Lin Yangyang felt a little relieved: "Then what should we do next?"
Lin Zhiqing pondered for a moment, staring into Lin Yangyang's eyes: "Cousin, what will you do if I don't save my cousin?"
"Don't save him?" Lin Yangyang suddenly raised her voice and stood up quickly.
"Sister Qing, are you not going to save him?"
"Cousin, don't be anxious. Come here and let me talk to you slowly." Lin Zhiqing waved at Lin Yangyang.
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After an incense stick of time, Lin Congli stood outside the gate of Shuqing Pavilion, looking hesitant.
The facts back then were so complicated that he had wanted to keep some things to himself.
But judging from the current situation, it seems that he can no longer hide it.
But once this matter is made public, Lin Zhiqing will inevitably feel that he is distancing himself from the matter.
Two thoughts kept fighting in his mind, making him hesitate at the door but never take a single step forward.
Why don’t we talk about it tomorrow? It should still be in time, right?
Lin Congli pursed his lips and turned around.
But suddenly, the sound of quarreling broke the silence of the night.
"Since you are so heartless, don't blame me for being ungrateful!"
"Yangyang?" Lin Congli frowned. He immediately recognized that it was his daughter's voice.
“Crack!”
Then, the sound of a teacup breaking was heard.
Lin Congli was shocked. Could it be that there was a conflict between Yangyang and Tongzhi?
He no longer cared about anything and walked into Shuqing Pavilion.
Before he had taken a few steps, the angry Lin Yangyang came towards him. He didn't even look at Lin Congli and walked straight out.
"Yangyang." Lin Congli called out to Lin Yangyang: "What happened?"
Lin Yangyang's face turned red with anger: "What's the matter? Dad, go ask Lin Zhiqing yourself. I was wrong about her before."
"She actually didn't want to save Shi'an, her own cousin, and yet she couldn't even defeat an outsider?"
Lin Yangyang's tone was filled with disappointment:
"Since you are unwilling to look for it, I will go by myself!"
After saying that, Lin Yangyang rushed out of the yard in a daze.
Zhiqing decided not to save Shi'an? Lin Congli's heart skipped a beat, and for a moment he was unable to stop Lin Yangyang and froze in his place.
"Uncle." Lin Zhiqing came out of the room and saw Lin Congli and called out softly.
Lin Congli came back to his senses: "Zhiqing, Shi'an..."
He wanted to ask Lin Zhiqing why he didn't save Lin Shi'an, but he had no right to ask, and the question was stuck in his neck.
"Uncle, since you have something to say, please come in." Lin Zhiqing turned and walked into the room.
Lin Congli hesitated for a moment, but still followed.
After he entered the room, Chao Yan closed the door.
In the empty room, only Lin Zhiqing and Lin Congli were left.
Seeing that Lin Congli was unable to speak, Lin Zhiqing poured a cup of tea in front of him and spoke first:
"Uncle, you should know why I didn't save Shi'an."
Lin Congli nodded slowly, and after a moment's hesitation, he spoke again, "Your father has been charged with treason for so many years. You must want to overturn his conviction."
"This is also crucial to the Lin family."
"But Shi'an grew up in front of me after all, and I still can't bear to watch him die."
With just one sentence, Lin Zhiqing understood what Lin Congli meant.
From the perspective of the overall situation, he would definitely not save Lin Shian.
But from a personal perspective, Lin Congli can't let go of Lin Shian.
Lin Zhiqing nodded: "You can do whatever you want with this matter, but I have already made up my mind."
After hearing this, Lin Congli sighed in his heart and said no more.
Lin Zhiqing asked directly: "Uncle, do you have anything else to say?"
Lin Congli thought about his purpose and took a deep breath: "Zhiqing, there are indeed some things that you don't know many years ago."
"But I don't know whether I should say it."
When Lin Zhiqing heard this, his heart moved slightly, and he looked at Lin Congli seriously:
"Uncle, it's already this time, what can't be said?"
"Sometimes, a piece of information can be a thousand miles off by a hair's breadth. You should understand this."
"I understand." Lin Congli's old face showed a hint of helplessness:
"Do you know how your father died?"
Lin Zhiqing didn't expect Lin Congli to ask this question.
She thought back and pieced together what had happened that day from the fragments of what Aunt Mu had said to her:
"I heard from Aunt Mu that you and Grandfather went to look for Father and left him a cup of poisoned wine."
"Father died of poison."
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