Lin Yajun pointed at the shop in the middle and questioned Ren Dahu: "This is my mother's dowry shop! What despicable means did you use to take it away?"
Faced with Lin Yajun's questioning, Ren Dahu seemed rather self-righteous. He angrily pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, waved it around, and said, "This was bought by my husband. I have the deed. How can you say I stole it?"
Seeing this, Lin Yajun pressed further, "So how much did you spend to buy this shop?"
Ren Dahu initially didn't want to pay attention to Lin Yajun, but when he turned his head, he caught sight of Zhao Canchen looking at him. His heart tightened immediately, because he knew Zhao Canchen's identity, and the princess had always taken good care of him.
After hesitating for a moment, Ren Dahu finally decided to tell the truth, after all, he didn't want to offend the princess. He answered in a muffled voice, "I bought this shop for fifty taels of silver."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yajun's eyes widened in shock, as if she couldn't believe her ears.
She exclaimed, "What? Fifty taels of silver? This shop is located in a very good location in the capital, how could it only be worth so little money?"
Lin Yajun secretly regretted selling the shop for such a low price; what a spendthrift!
She muttered resentfully, "Even if I offered several times the price now, I'm afraid you wouldn't sell the shop back to us."
Upon hearing her words, Ren Dahu let out a cold snort. Although he was somewhat dissatisfied, he dared not reveal any further details.
Although the shop was cheap, the prince consort gave Xu Xin a benefit that money couldn't buy: allowing his family to shed their merchant status and become farmers.
This was of great significance, because becoming a farmer meant that the Xu family not only owned land, but their children and grandchildren could also receive an education, and perhaps even pass the imperial examinations to become officials. Of course, all of this depended on whether the Xu family members themselves had the ability.
Just then, Zhao Canchen suddenly asked, "What exactly does the Prince Consort intend to do with this shop after buying it and then demolishing it?"
When facing Zhao Canchen, Ren Dahu's attitude was noticeably more subdued. He dared not be as arrogant as before and answered honestly, "The shops on both sides of this shop were originally the shops of our Ren family that were confiscated. The Prince Consort bought the Xu family's rice shop, then demolished it and rebuilt a three-story brothel."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yajun couldn't help but feel a surge of schadenfreude. She couldn't help but laugh out loud, her laughter filled with sarcasm.
"The Ren family has done many bad things and their property was confiscated. Now they've finally gotten their comeuppance!" Lin Yajun's words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight at Ren Dahu, making his face turn red instantly.
Ren Dahu's anger flared instantly after being mocked by Lin Yajun. Pointing at Lin Yajun with a furious expression, he shouted uncontrollably, "You wicked woman!"
His shouting attracted the attention of passersby.
Seeing that the eldest daughter of the Lin family and the second young master of the Ren family seemed to be arguing, how could these people let go of such a good opportunity to watch the show? They all stopped and gathered around, pointing and whispering among themselves.
Seeing this, Zhao Canchen felt a little anxious.
He knew that such a scene could easily cause trouble for Lin Yajun, after all, Ren Dahu was the prince consort's close bodyguard, so he said softly to Lin Yajun, "Xiaojun, don't talk to him anymore, let's go to the front to buy a shop."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yajun quickly turned around, looked at Zhao Canchen, and smiled, "It's Young Master Zhao."
She turned her head again and glared fiercely at Ren Dahu, rolling her eyes at him before turning around and leaving with Zhao Canchen, still glaring back at Ren Dahu as she went.
Ren Dahu clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force. He glared fiercely at Lin Yajun, his eyes seeming to want to devour her alive, revealing a ruthless "you just wait" attitude.
Lin Yajun was enraged by Ren Dahu's attitude of wanting to settle scores, and her anger flared up instantly.
She didn't immediately react, but her eyes darted around, and she suddenly remembered the video she had taken with the Sparrow drone by Renfu Lake.
Lin Yajun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, then she turned and walked to a spot about two steps away from Ren Dahu.
Lin Yajun asked softly, in a gentle yet slightly provocative tone, "Did you have Lin Jinghui killed and thrown into the lake?"
Upon hearing this, Ren Dahu trembled violently. His first reaction was to deny it outright, "No!" As he uttered these two words, he involuntarily took two steps back, as if trying to keep a certain distance from Lin Yajun.
Seeing this, Lin Yajun became even more certain of her guess.
She raised an eyebrow, her smile growing increasingly mocking, and continued to let her imagination run wild, fabricating a story: "The Ren residence is a general's mansion with strict security. How could they possibly bring in a beggar? And how could that beggar possibly follow your orders? Actually, I know the truth. You had your attendant disguise himself as a beggar to do this. After the murder, to cover it up, you also killed a real beggar, so you could pin all the blame on him. As for the reason..."
Lin Yajun deliberately dragged out her words, observing Ren Dahu's reaction, "It's nothing more than that you don't want Lin Jinghui to be your wife at all. You not only want her dead, but you also want her to die a horrible death, in order to humiliate your idiotic bastard brother!"
After she finished speaking, she pointed to the servants behind Ren Dahu and said, "It's him? It's him? It's him! He's the real murderer who killed Lin Jinghui." Her finger landed on Tian Er, whose terrified expression had already betrayed him.
Ren Dahu was completely shocked by Lin Yajun's words. He stood there blankly as if he had been frozen in place, his eyes wide open and his face full of disbelief.
Every word Lin Yajun said was true, leaving Ren Dahu with no way to refute it. He guessed that Constable Lin had found some clues and told the Lin family, otherwise, how could she know so much, as if she had seen him plotting his followers to rape and murder Lin Jinghui?
After a while, Ren Dahu took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. He slowly loosened his clenched fists, his tense body gradually relaxed, and the expression on his face became calm as still water.
He asked softly, "Stop talking nonsense here. What exactly do you want?" These words revealed that his heart was not as calm as it appeared.
Lin Yajun smiled slightly, seemingly unconcerned about Ren Dahu's reaction.
She said slowly, "It's nothing really, I just hope you'll be a little more polite when you see me in the future. Oh, by the way, I'm planning to buy some shops to do business, could you please keep an eye on them for me?"
After saying that, Lin Yajun smiled meaningfully.
She had just noticed a group of local thugs collecting protection money from the shops, but when they saw Ren Dahu, they turned and ran like mice before a cat. This made Lin Yajun realize that even the local thugs in Beijing were wary of Ren Dahu.
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