“Go out and ask your brother to find out the details, including how many people are involved,” Lu Lingyun instructed.
“Yes, Young Madam!”
Lu Lingyun was determined to help, but only after she understood the situation.
The next day, Lu Lingyun went to the Leisure Pavilion to check on Cheng Yunshuo as usual. He was recovering well, his energy and spirits returning. It seemed he would be fully recovered in a few days.
After leaving the Leisure Pavilion, she went straight to Zhao’s Inn in the western part of the city. Due to the death, the inn’s front entrance was sealed. Many guests had moved to other inns, leaving only a few who still resided there, entering and exiting through the back door.
“Miss!” Dongsheng emerged from the crowd as she arrived. “I’ll lead you inside the inn.”
“Alright.” Lu Lingyun wore a straw hat and followed Dongsheng through the back door.
As they entered the inn, they were met with a scene of disarray. Pots, pans, drying clothes, cured meats, salted fish, dried radish, and an unpleasant smell filled the air.
“Miss, the inn is unattended now. The owner was arrested, and the workers have all gone home. The guests have to take care of their own food and lodging. This place is really dirty.”
“It’s fine.”
Lu Lingyun found a spot amidst the clutter and followed Dongsheng inside.
The inn was even more chaotic inside. On the first floor, a large pool of dried blood stained the floor. Several tables were littered with unfinished meals. Thankfully, the cold weather kept the flies away, but it was still quite dirty.
Lu Lingyun carefully examined the area around the bloodstain. “Was something here before?”
“Yes, there was a flowerpot here before. The poor fellow was killed instantly when he fell on it.” Dongsheng replied.
Just as he finished speaking, a righteous and indignant voice rang out, “Who are you calling a poor fellow?!”
Lu Lingyun looked up and saw a young man standing on the stairs, wearing coarse cloth clothes with patches on the shoulders and sleeves. He was staring at them with a face full of anger.
“May I ask your name, sir?” Dongsheng asked.
The man walked down from the second floor, his bearing filled with righteousness, “I am Liu Shu Hui!”
Liu Shu Hui?
Lu Lingyun froze for a moment upon hearing that name.
The Liu Shu Hui who became a jinshi in the previous life?!
Dongsheng, upon hearing the name, felt a headache coming on and told Lu Lingyun, “Miss, it’s him. He’s the deceased’s fellow villager. He refused to accept compensation and demanded that the inn owner pay with his life. He even said that justice should prevail under the emperor’s rule, and if the Ministry of Justice didn’t execute the man to avenge his fellow villager, he would petition the emperor!”
Lu Lingyun: “……”
It was indeed the stubborn Liu Shu Hui.
She had a vivid memory of him.
In the previous life, he was the one who clashed with Li Wenxun his entire life, never backing down, and ultimately became the Governor of the Jiangnan Canal.
This man was as stubborn as a mule. Whenever he encountered injustice, he would fight tooth and nail. Such a person wasn’t suited for the officialdom, but he was too talented and capable to be buried. The current emperor was a wise and discerning ruler, adept at using talent, and placed him as the Governor of the Canal to control a group of people.
It could be said that Li Wenxun’s position as a first-rank official was paved by Lu Lingyun, while Liu Shu Hui’s position as Governor of the Canal was earned through his own relentless efforts.
He was a top-notch talent and a top-notch stubborn ass.
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