Chapter 96: It is better to act than to talk...
The stars move, the sun and the moon alternate, and the days that seemed to pass slowly in the past are rushing forward like flowing water under the busyness of the people in the government office.
Three days passed in a flash, and it seemed as if the day agreed in the letter had arrived in the blink of an eye.
After passing the winding corridor, the gate of the government hall was tightly closed, making it difficult to see what was going on inside. Only a tall and thin young man stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back.
Xiyan put down his hands, clasped them in front of him, blew on them, and rubbed them while they were still hot.
Although spring has arrived, my hands and feet are still cold and stiff in the morning and evening, unable to bend or stretch.
He turned around and glanced into the government office through the gate. What he saw was a smooth and thick door panel, but he didn't feel anything unusual, as if his eyes could see through the door panel and see clearly inside.
In recent days, his son has locked himself in the government office, working in it day and night. Except for a little quiet time during meals, he probably hasn't even closed his eyes at other times.
After Lord Mu left first, he only came back twice, staying for a short while before leaving again.
Xiyan saw that he was in such a hurry that he couldn't even get a word in.
He stood on tiptoe, stretched his neck and took another look inside. In his haste, he accidentally pulled the wound on his neck, causing him to gasp in pain.
Xiyan quickly stood up and held his neck with both hands. Gradually, the pain in the wound subsided, but he was still uneasy.
The worries in my heart are getting more and more intense.
What happened last night was so bizarre that it even caused all the elders in the palace to gather in the meeting room in the middle of the night. He was still worried...
A "creak" sound interrupted Xiyan's thoughts. He shrugged his shoulders in shock and quickly turned around to look.
"Young Master? Oh, sir." He had been on duty for several nights and his head was almost deafened. He almost forgot that he was still in Jiangyang Prefecture Government Office instead of Song Residence. Xiyan quickly changed his words.
"Um."
As the visitor responded, he gradually emerged from behind the door in a frosty robe. It was Song Linsheng, who looked tired.
His dark eye sockets made Xiyan stunned.
In the past, the young master had strict rules for dressing, eating, going out and sleeping. It was surprising that a man as particular as him would indulge himself in this kind of appearance just for the sake of...
"Is Uncle Song here?"
Song Linsheng started walking out, but he hadn't slept well for days and his steps were a little unsteady.
"I think it's coming."
Xiyan glanced at the sky. A few days ago, the young master had asked him to prepare ten thousand taels of gold as requested in the letter. He was unable to spare the time, so he asked Uncle Song to do the job.
It takes time to raise money. No matter how much property the Song family has, they must exchange it for gold. Therefore, he made an agreement with Uncle Song that he would send the young master to the government office to meet him in three days.
At this hour, I think we should have reached the front yard.
"Then, let's go to the front yard first." Song Linsheng ran away without hesitation, as if he could not wait any longer.
"Hey, sir, sir." Xi Yan quickly chased after him. When he reached Song Linsheng's side, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are we really going to the appointment at the place written in the letter?"
Song Linsheng didn't even frown when he heard this, as if he had already made up his mind. He continued walking forward without stopping.
Faith, he knew what faith Xiyan was talking about.
The letter sent by the other party three days ago only stated that he and Mr. Jia would meet again at the "parting place" today, but did not specify where this "parting place" was.
If he guessed correctly, that person must have some connection with Lord Jia.
But before he could figure out how to dig out the exact location of this "difference" from Mr. Jia, a second letter appeared last night.
If the first letter only stated the time, then last night's letter only stated the location.
On the banks of the Yuanshui River.
Song Linsheng's brows were slightly furrowed, and his face seemed to be covered with layers of frost, which made his handsome and elegant face look even more transcendent and handsome.
These two letters, one before and one after, made people feel extremely strange. Song Linsheng couldn't even be sure whether the two letters were written by the same person.
"Let's not talk about what's in the letter, let's just talk about why the first letter was specifically sent to Master Jia." Xi Yan lowered his voice, perhaps because the wound on his neck had been pulled. He paused for a moment before continuing, "But why was this second letter sent to Master?"
If the previous incident was related to Lord Jia, now he has dragged his own son into it as well, leaving him with no way to defend himself.
It seems that we are bound to get into this muddy water.
Xi Yan was a little annoyed. What should he do now? He had originally been investigating Lord Jia, but now the investigation had reached his own son. If his son was caught up in this, how could he stand firm?
"How can we know whether this second letter is true or false..."
Song Linsheng's mind was as clear as a mirror. He didn't know why the other party had suddenly changed their target and turned their spearhead on him. However, whether it was Lord Jia or Song Linsheng, they had to make this trip to the Jiangyang government office. Why not take this opportunity to clean up Jiangyang?
What's more... Madam Wenyu is still in the other party's hands...
"Whether it's true or not, we have to give it a try."
He couldn't gamble with Madam Wen Yu's safety. The stakes were too high and he couldn't afford to lose.
Song Linsheng couldn't be sure, but he always felt that the place specified in the other party's letter, which was the bank of the Yuanshui River, did not seem to be the same place as the previous "parting place".
And they changed the location, probably because something happened inside...
However, he couldn't figure out the key to this for the time being. He thought it was better to act than to talk about it. Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided to try it himself.
The truth and falsehood will be revealed once you find out.
As Song Linsheng and Xiyan were talking, a breeze blew, and bursts of floral fragrance drifted out from Song Linsheng's side, entwined around his knees, and then lingered in his hair.
He looked in the direction of the wind and saw the same cluster of weeping crabapples that he had passed by when he came here. They were now hanging on the top of the wall, blooming beautifully between the pink walls and black tiles.
Unlike when he came, Song Linsheng only took a quick glance at it, then passed by and headed straight for the front yard.
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After turning the last corner, the reception hall in the front yard is right in front of you.
As soon as Song Linsheng entered the room, he saw several boxes neatly arranged in the room, which must have contained the gold exchanged in the past few days.
Uncle Song's lean and strong figure stood in front of the boxes.
Song Linsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, taking in the situation in the room quickly. However, he didn't expect that there was another person in the room, none other than Lord Jia.
It was not surprising that Lord Jia was here. Uncle Song had sent this "ransom", so someone should be there to entertain him.
Song Linsheng stopped where he was and did not enter the room, with half of his body hidden by the door frame.
The strange thing is that there seems to be some... indescribable familiarity between Lord Jia and Uncle Song.
"Lord Song?"
Uncle Song's voice echoed in the hall. With his sharp eyes, he quickly spotted Song Linsheng outside. Clearly, Uncle Song was much more steady and mature than Xiyan. Even he was a little surprised, but he didn't call him by the wrong name.
"Yeah." Song Linsheng nodded, without dodging, and walked into the hall.
"Sir Song." Jia Ren turned around and saw that the person coming was Song Linsheng, and hurriedly saluted him.
Song Linsheng raised his hand and returned the greeting with Jia Ren.
Etiquette cannot be abolished, and now the two of them are still colleagues.
"Is everything ready?" Song Linsheng looked around and estimated the amount of gold in the box.
"Everything is ready. As you ordered, here is ten thousand taels of gold, not a penny less." Uncle Song replied respectfully.
Although he didn't know what the young master wanted so much money for, but... Madam Wen hadn't returned home for a few days, and he originally thought she was with the second young master...
Uncle Song looked behind Song Linsheng and saw only Xiyan following him alone.
I'm afraid this matter is not that simple.
But he didn't say much and just answered Song Linsheng's questions.
Song Linsheng nodded slightly when he heard this, indicating that he understood.
Seeing that the young master had no other instructions, Uncle Song took his leave and returned home first.
Only Song Linsheng, Xiyan and Jia Ren were left in the hall.
"Have the troops been assembled?" Now that the gold was ready, Song Linsheng turned around and asked about the manpower.
"Everything is ready. We are waiting in the back alley now." Jia Ren was prepared and replied quickly.
This matter is extremely bad, and they don't know how many troops the other side has, so the more manpower the better.
However, this would make too much noise and might cause panic, so he arranged for everyone to gather in the back alley, avoiding the crowded area at the front door.
Song Linsheng's knuckles moved slightly, tapping lightly on the box, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes quick, sometimes slow, making it hard to understand.
Seeing this, Jia Ren was a little overwhelmed. He was not sure what Lord Song meant at the moment, so he had to speak.
"Last night's letter was quite mysterious." Jia Rensheng, with his thick eyebrows and large eyes, looked very heroic, but now there was a hint of uncertainty on his face. "At least there was a little boy delivering the letter before, but last night there wasn't even a gust of wind..."
Song Linsheng remained silent, but Xiyan beside him agreed very much.
He was afraid that someone was secretly monitoring his son, so he stayed at the gate of the government office and never left for a moment.
But last night when he went in to serve tea, when he reached the courtyard, he saw from afar something placed in front of the inner room door, shining with a soft waxy yellow light under the moonlight.
When he got closer, he saw that it was a letter with "By the Yuanshui River" written on it.
He hurriedly called the young master to come and see, and the two of them confirmed again and again that there had been no noise in the government hall from beginning to end, let alone bricks and tiles colliding, there was not even a trace of wind.
But it is hard to tell where this inexplicable letter came from.
Later, the young master discussed with Lord Jia and guessed that the "Yuanshui River" written in the letter was the address for today's meeting.
The thoughts of washing the inkstone were like a dam that had burst, and it was difficult to stop them for a while.
But Song Linsheng on the side was thinking something else.
He lowered his eyes and looked downward. The green jade pendant around his waist was emitting a faint glow. It was no longer as dazzling as when Madam Wen Yu entrusted it to him.
Song Linsheng pulled his hand back from the box, held the jade pendant and the tassel in his hand, and rubbed his fingertips back and forth on it, refusing to stop.
A light bulb went off in his head, and a bold idea came to his mind.
Madam Wenyu once said that one could find her by following the light of this jade pendant. Could this mean...
When I am close to her, the light is strong, just like it was then; when I am far away from her, the light is weak, just like it is now.
Song Linsheng's mind was clear and he no longer hesitated. He turned and walked towards the door. He tightened the jade pendant in his hand. He believed what Madam Wen Yu said was true.
No matter whether the letter mentioned the bank of Yuanshui River or the bottom of Yuanshui River, he would definitely fan it.
"Depart immediately."
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