Chapter 133 A Guest Arrives
The next day, at dawn, the servant packed his bags and left the county government office.
The officer glanced at him but didn't take it seriously.
At the same time, Jiang Tuanlianshi rushed back to the military governor's office and told him that Yin Heng had been "scared to death".
Zhijun was drinking and heard the voice and said, "Oh, it seems this person has bad luck."
Jiang Tuanlianshi hesitated and asked, "Should I report this matter to His Majesty?"
"It's just a small county magistrate who died. Why should it be your turn or mine to worry about it?"
"But, but my subordinates failed to supervise properly..."
Zhijun laughed: "Do you really want to be punished?"
Zhijun's face immediately turned stern. "Stupid! If this gets reported, you'll be implicated. It's a civilian who's dead, how can they not hate you? Why don't you just pretend it never happened and just fool my mother?"
Jiang Tuanlianshi was sent away just like that.
It is even more impossible to ask Zhijun to transfer more people.
He walked out of the military mansion, his expression somewhat dazed. His mind was still replaying every word he had said to the girl named Jiang, looking down on her.
But unfortunately, the person died in the same courtyard as him.
It would be fine if he didn't go, but since he did, how could he not take responsibility? Would that little girl point her finger at him and scold him in the future?
"Tuanlianshi!" Someone chased out from inside the gate, grabbed him, and said, "What Zhijun said today was for your own good."
Jiang Tuanlianshi nodded blankly.
When I got back, I tossed and turned, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and got up to meet some brothers.
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The Cen family began to prepare to welcome the upcoming distinguished guests, and Cheng Nianying never saw Mr. Cen Sanye again.
But she had read many of Mr. Cen Sanye's letters.
These letters were not exchanged with just one person, but were signed in various ways. However, Cheng Nianying could not recognize all the people in the capital, so it was difficult to tell who was who.
Only a few of them were addressed as "Your Highness", probably referring to interactions with the prince.
There are also a few characters with different writing styles, which seem to be military generals?
That's pretty scary, right? Civil and military officials, even the Crown Prince, were all interacting with him.
The women collected by the Cen family were given to them.
Cheng Nianying was a little worried.
But what's the use?
Who could she show this to?
Cheng Nianying went to the county government office several times, but found no other traces and never found Yin Heng's body.
Her head ornaments were still not found.
I've read the entire letter...
Cheng Nianying sighed quietly, she couldn't wait any longer.
Once the guests from Imperial Capital arrived at the Cen residence, it would be even more difficult for her to move. To capture a thief, one must first capture the ringleader. Only Master Cen San could help her find what she was looking for.
"I want to see the Third Master." She opened the door and said to the maid.
The maidservant was impatient: "Where does the Third Master have the time?"
"Then I'll leave."
"Where are you going?"
"Go home."
The maid laughed angrily: "What do you think this place is? You can leave if you want to."
"I'm not being sold to you, so why can't I leave?" Cheng Nianying carried the bag on her back. The maid tried to catch her but couldn't.
He could only stamp his feet in anger and say, "Wait, I'll report to the Third Master."
Mr. Cen San was listening to a report: "Four officials at the county government office have died, and all their belongings and badges have been confiscated."
"You robbed the police? You're so bold." Mr. Cen San raised his eyebrows, just listening to it as a novelty, not taking it seriously.
"I'm wondering if this was the work of the county lieutenant."
"oh?"
"That day, the girl was brought to you by several officials, carrying the county lieutenant on their backs."
Third Master Cen sneered, "If it's him, then he can forget about holding this position. A mere county lieutenant, what's the point? It's only because the Cen family uses him that they've saved his position. Don't think I don't know that he secretly embezzled some of the things that should have been sent to the Cen family."
"Then what the Third Master meant..."
"He must be punished, but not at this juncture."
Just as Mr. Cen Sanye finished speaking, he heard the maid come to report that the girl named "Xiao He" wanted to see him.
Third Master Cen called his men over and asked, "Have you checked her background?"
"Her whole family had died. I don't know what she was doing in Weiyang. She rented a room by herself. The gold she had on her was stolen, and she got into an argument with someone, so she was taken back to the government office by the officials. It's no wonder she was willing to do this; she was a helpless person."
"Yes." Mr. Cen Sanye felt much more relieved. "Then ask her to come over."
Cheng Nianying was led by her maid and walked along the familiar road again.
She had just stepped into the yard.
Someone hurried in behind him: "Third Master! Third Master! They're here!"
Master Cen Sanye hurried out the door and said, "Where are the eldest and second brothers? Go and tell them. Why are you here so early?"
Cheng Nianying wrinkled her nose.
What a coincidence.
It’s snowing so heavily.
The maid was also startled and quickly chased after him: "Third Master, this man..."
Mr. Cen Sanye had already walked away in three or two steps.
Two carriages were parked at the gate of the Cen family's old house.
The person in the blue hat came down first.
She was wearing a crimson cloak, which made her face look more rosy than hers. When she saw Mr. Cen Sanye coming out, she called out, "Uncle San."
"Yao Xin." Master Cen San asked hurriedly, "Why don't you wait until the snow stops before going up the mountain?"
Cen Yaoxin turned her head and looked at the other carriage.
A man's calm and gentle voice echoed from the carriage: "I'm picky. Along the way, whether it was the official post station or the inn, the accommodations were not good enough."
Third Master Cen quickly bowed and said, "Your Highness, you must have had a hard journey. Please come in and rest. We have a hot spring in the mountains that will be just the right thing to do to relieve your cold."
Someone opened the curtain and helped the person down.
It was Fu Yi.
Fu Yi smiled faintly: "Please lead the way, Third Master."
"Your Highness is so polite. Please come in, please come in." Mr. Cen Sanye smiled and said, "I heard that your Highness was recently promoted to the position of Pushe. I should congratulate you."
Fu Yi had no expression on his face, his complexion was as white as cold jade, which only made the pale blue under his eyes stand out.
Third Master Cen slowly put away his smile and sighed, "I've also heard about the death of the Princess of the County... Please take care of yourself, Prince. Don't chase after those who have passed away. Just look forward."
Fu Yi asked, "Has the news of the Princess's death spread from the Imperial Capital to Weiyang?"
Mr. Cen Sanye pondered whether what he said was inappropriate, and then said, "Yes."
Fu Yi's eyes turned slightly.
Then you should hear it too.
Xiaohe.
But why is there no movement yet?
At this moment, Master Cen San noticed that the atmosphere had suddenly become tense. He couldn't help but glance at the man beside him and said, "Let's set up a hot pot first and have some soup to warm ourselves up. What do you think, Prince?"
"Okay." Fu Yi responded.
Inside the high walls.
The maids couldn't help but whisper, "Who on earth is coming?"
"I heard that this is the husband chosen for Miss Yao from the Second House."
Cheng Nianying listened with her ears pricked up and felt much more relieved.
People often say "noble son-in-law", and it turns out that this noble guest is "noble" here.
The footsteps were closer at that time.
But Mr. Cen suddenly remembered that Miss Xiaohe was still waiting in the yard. No. There were some things in the Cen family that couldn't be exposed to others.
He paused.
Fu Yi asked: "What?"
"I have prepared a courtyard for the prince. It is an excellent location for watching the snow, sunrise and sunset." Third Master Cen stepped aside. "Please come in."
"Aren't we going to set up a hot pot?" Fu Yi raised his eyelids, "I'm afraid it will make the yard smell bad."
Mr. Cen Sanye had also heard of this person who loved cleanliness, and he said hurriedly, "Yes, yes... Then let's go..."
"Since we've come to the door, let's go here." Fu Yi could of course see that Mr. Cen San was hesitating and evading. The more he was hesitant, the more he wanted to step in and take a look.
Mr. Cen San was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."
A group of people stepped through the door.
The maids and servants in the yard hurriedly bowed their heads and saluted.
Cheng Nianying blended in, followed suit, and then glanced at him… The man was wearing a white cloak, a smile on his face, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed and handsome. The heavy snow fell on him, and he almost blended in with him, with a pure and elegant demeanor.
It's really eye-catching.
Cheng Nianying's eyes moved slightly.
How could it be him!
Cheng Nianying clenched her finger bones, but was not panicked.
Who is she now? She is no longer the princess of a county, so what does it have to do with him?
He looked so proud and happy that he probably didn't notice that among the servants in the courtyard there was a woman... Oh, he was going to marry a second wife? Cheng Nianying frowned quietly again. What about Qin Yurong?
Here, Fu Yi's steps suddenly stopped.
"Prince?"
Fu Yi turned around with a few big steps and grabbed Cheng Nianying's arm.
He stared at the hairpin in her hair.
Mr. Cen Sanye hurried over, his heart pounding: "What's wrong, Prince?"
Cheng Nianying felt that it was not too bad, not too unlucky. She shook off Fu Yi's arm and hid behind Mr. Cen Sanye.
Mr. Cen Sanye instinctively pushed his hand back and then looked up.
But suddenly I got goosebumps all over my body.
Fu Yi's hood fell down, and the wind and snow fell on his eyebrows, turning them cold. He pressed his mouth corners, and even his expression was a little shocking.
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