Chapter 116 Rumors in the Marketplace, Bloodstained White Clothes

Zhou Yi took Liu Mingan to walk through the streets and alleys, chatting with him about things in the capital.

Which district has the most nobles, which street has the best scenery, where to listen to storytelling, where to watch opera... all these trivial things.

The Lantern Festival has passed, and the lanterns on the street have not been taken down, but it is boring to look at them in broad daylight.

Until the two walked to a certain street, they saw a crowd of people gathered in front of them, chattering something in their mouths, with both fear and excitement on their faces.

Liu Mingan glanced at the surrounding environment and realized that this was Jinse Street, where he and Jiang Ning were surrounded by the master and servant yesterday.

"Hey, what are all these people doing?"

Zhou Yi also noticed the crowd, and with a curious look on his face, he turned around and asked Liu Ming'an.

"I don't know either," Liu Ming'an replied, looking a little unnatural.

Zhou Yi was a person who loved to join in the fun, and he said, "Let's go and have a look, let's go and have a look!", and turned around and went over there.

Liu Ming'an lowered his eyes and stood there without moving.

After a while, Zhou Yi came back with his eyes shining. He pulled Liu Ming'an and said in a low voice: "Brother Liu, it's a murder!"

Liu Ming'an's eyes flashed, and he listened to Zhou Yi continue to say mysteriously: "The dead person seems to be a person with some background. Lord Lou from the Dali Temple came to the scene in person."

At this time, the crowd of people suddenly separated from the middle, and several officials stopped them outside, and then a tall man walked out of the alley.

"Look! That's Lord Lou." Zhou Yi raised his chin to him. Liu

Ming'an looked over and found that Lord Lou looked familiar. After thinking carefully, he turned out to be the grandson of the old woman yesterday.

"Is Mr. Lou good at investigating cases?" Liu Ming'an turned to Zhou Yi, with a barely perceptible worry in his eyes.

"How should I know? I'm just a businessman, and I don't have much contact with the officialdom."

Zhou Yi saw that the excitement was almost over, so he pulled Liu Ming'an forward and said a few words about what he knew.

"But this Lord Lou is very powerful! He is the top scholar in the fifth year of Chongming. His father is the Grand Tutor, his grandfather is the old Grand Tutor, and his family is all important officials in the court. Although he is only the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple now, he will take over his father's responsibility sooner or later."

At this point, Zhou Yi looked around carefully, and seeing that there was no one around, he spoke boldly: "People say that as long as the emperor of Daliang is still surnamed Yuwen, the position of Grand Tutor will only be occupied by the Lou family."

While talking, the two walked to a place that Liu Mingan was very familiar with - Jinse Lake.

"Brother Zhou, are you taking me here to fish?" Liu Mingan asked, looking at the wide Jinse Lake in front of him.

There were crowds of people here last night, and the scene of the turmoil seemed to be still in front of him. After a night, there were only a few people here except for the trampled lanterns all over the floor.

"Yes!" Zhou Yi nodded in affirmation, and led Liu Ming'an to a place with stone slabs. He lifted his robe and sat on the ground, took out the bait and began to hang it on the hook.

Liu Ming'an smiled at his anxious look, imitated his movements, and after both of them cast their rods into the water, he said casually: "Brother Zhou, tell me about Prime Minister Nangong."

"Prime Minister Nangong?" Zhou Yi asked in surprise: "Why do you ask Prime Minister Nangong? Do you want to be his disciple?"

No, I want to be his son-in-law!

Liu Ming'an answered in his heart.

But thinking about it, he definitely couldn't say that, so Liu Ming'an made up a lie: "The Prime Minister and the Grand Tutor are both the heads of all officials. You just mentioned Grand Tutor Lou, so I was curious and asked about Prime Minister Nangong."

"Oh, oh." Zhou Yi didn't doubt him, and thought carefully about what he knew about the Prime Minister, but after searching his brain for a long time, he could only think of some rumors in the market.

"Anyway, Prime Minister Nangong is a good official. It is said that he and his wife love each other and never took a concubine. The Prime Minister's wife should also be a lady from an official family. I heard from my father that she was a great beauty when she was young. They also have a daughter. Zhang Shun had the honor of meeting her. He said she was beautiful..."

"Brother Zhang has met Miss Nangong?" Liu Ming'an was stunned.

"Well, Zhang Shun's family has connections in the officialdom. He said he had met her."

Liu Ming'an understood that Zhang Shun should have met Jiang Ning's sisters.

"Brother Zhou, do you have any other information about Prime Minister Nangong?"

Zhou Yi frowned and thought hard for a long time, and finally could only smile helplessly: "Alas~ Brother Liu, you really stumped me. I am not familiar with the officialdom at all. If Zhang Shun was here, he could still tell you everything. This is all I know."

Liu Ming'an nodded and stopped asking questions. He turned his head and seemed to be concentrating on staring at the float, but in fact his mind was in a mess and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

In the courtyard on Wandong Road, not long after Zhou Yi took Liu Ming'an out, Jiang Ning also put on a veil and went out.

She had to make some preparations and try to resolve everything tonight.

She not only wanted revenge, but also to clear Nangong Ling's name!

Jiang Ning first went to the clothing store and bought a mourning dress. She was dressed in coarse linen and a white mourning dress, which was creepy to look at.

Then she went to a shop selling rouge and powder and bought a few boxes of brightly colored rouge, as well as some tools for drawing eyebrows and applying lipstick.

Finally, Jiang Ning walked into the vegetable market and bought a live chicken.

After returning home, Jiang Ning carried the chicken into the kitchen, put away the knife, chopped off the chicken's head, and caught the chicken's blood in a small bowl without a drop of it leaking out.

Holding the chicken's blood, Jiang Ning recalled the miserable appearance she had just seen when she traveled through time, and smeared it on the mourning clothes to make a blood-stained shirt.

Afterwards, Jiang Ning picked up the pile of rouge, selected a few tones, and painted on her face when it was almost done. After the face was painted, the exposed neck and hands were also retouched.

When the You hour was approaching and the sky was getting dark, Jiang Ning tore her long hair, put on her bloody clothes, went into the space, and walked towards Wei Fangxiong's house.

Fortunately, Liu Mingan was called away by Zhou Yi today, otherwise Jiang Ning was really afraid that her "ghostly appearance" would scare him.

But she was a little strange. With Liu Mingan's personality, even if he had a lot of fun with Zhou Yi, he would not not go home for dinner, right? There

was no time to take care of so many things at the moment. Jiang Ning knew that Zhou Yi was also a good person. The two of them might have been too engrossed in fishing and forgot the time.

Jiang Ning slowly used the space to walk to the outside of Wei Fangxiong's yard, just in time to see a middle-aged man stepping into the door.

Behind the door, Wei Fangxiong smiled and greeted the man with a wandering look in his eyes: "Butler Ma, you are here, haha... so punctual, haha..."

It turned out that this man was Butler Ma.

Jiang Ning looked at him dimly. He was worthy of being the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He had a certain bearing and looked like an old man.

"Where is the jade gourd you mentioned? Where is it?" Butler Ma asked Wei Fangxiong impatiently as soon as he entered the door.

Wei Fangxiong felt guilty and embarrassed. He could only laugh "haha" twice, saying "don't worry, don't worry, follow me" and led the man into the house.

Jiang Ning was waiting leisurely outside the yard.

Today is the sixteenth day of the lunar year, and the moon seems to be rounder than yesterday.

Jiang Ning raised her head in boredom, looking at the big, round moon through the blood-red barrier of space, her thoughts unconsciously scattered.

She didn't know what Liu Mingan was doing now.