"What do I need to know? If I knew everything, would I need anyone to enlighten me?" Master Bai chuckled and said.
“Alright, let’s go up to the third branch of the family. We’ll take these weapons and the still-wet clothes we found in Young Master Bai’s room, and have a good talk with the Princess and Princess Baozhu.” Gu Xin walked to the wooden stairs with her hands behind her back and went straight up.
Master Bai looked around the secret room and then followed him up.
Gu Xin's men naturally took all the weapons with them.
The still-crying He Shi was stunned when she saw the yamen runners coming up with weapons.
She had actually hoped that her eldest son would learn martial arts. Although the King of Donglin decided to settle down in Taizhou after handing over the Tiger Tally and not concern himself with military affairs, and also never mentioned going to the battlefield again no matter which side was at war, He Shi still hoped that her son would learn martial arts.
The King of Donglin received his title through military merit, but since his family was the second branch of the family, they could not inherit the title. She hoped that one day her son could achieve something like the King of Donglin. At that time, they would not want the title, but only hoped that the King of Donglin would put in a good word for them in the court, out of consideration for their relationship as grandfather and grandson.
Unfortunately, neither of her sons was interested in martial arts; the elder son loved to study, while the younger son loved to play.
Seeing so many weapons brought out of Bai Shijun's secret room, Madam He's heart sank. Similarly, she was very puzzled as to why they had to do it so secretly.
"Young Master Bai is very brave; he didn't take the opportunity to escape!" Gu Xin walked up to Bai Shijun and said with a smile.
“My mother is here, where can I run to?” Bai Shijun retorted.
"You'd better tell the truth later." Gu Xin smiled and then left.
"Shijun, you... go to your third uncle's place." Looking at his nephew, Master Bai felt as if he didn't recognize him anymore.
He was a little calmer now and wasn't as impulsive as before.
Of course, this was also because he saw the weapons in Bai Shijun's secret room, all of which were still ashes. All signs indicated that his nephew was likely the murderer, so he didn't dare to confront him directly; his own life was more important.
Bai Shijun smiled dismissively.
...
In the courtyard of the third branch of the Prince's Mansion to the east.
Gu Xin sat at the head of the table. The princess looked as if she had aged ten years overnight, holding Buddhist prayer beads in her hand, fiddling with them, and chanting Buddhist scriptures.
Inside the room, one could hear the weeping of the Third Madam and her two daughters, as well as Bai Baozhu's sobs.
Apart from Bai Shijun, everyone else looked somber.
"Everyone's here, let's begin!" Gu Xin looked around; the entire Bai family was present, including Bai Baozhu and her family of four. "Second Young Master Bai, do you confess?"
"Before you confess, I want to ask the princess, besides knowing that I am the murderer, what else do you know?" Bai Shijun looked directly at Gu Xin and asked.
“There are many! For example, who exactly was the deceased!” Gu Xin said.
Bai Shijun was taken aback, then suddenly realized.
The other members of the Bai family looked at Gu Xin in confusion. Madam Bai seemed to suddenly understand something and looked sharply at the Second Master Bai, who was sitting with his head down next to her.
As if sensing her gaze, Master Bai subconsciously looked up, then lowered his head again in a flustered manner.
"What do you mean by that, Princess?" The princess stopped what she was doing, opened her eyes and looked at Gu Xin.
"Your Highness, have you seen the body of Third Master Bai? Are you sure he is your third son, Bai Jiachang?" Gu Xin asked in return.
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