After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

Upon hearing this, Yingge immediately stopped relaxing and tensed up her body.

The drums were still beating in the banquet hall, everyone was toasting, and people were talking about what was real and what was fake, laughing and joking. Suddenly, something like this happened at the banquet. Such bad news came out, and then a man knelt down and begged for mercy. It can be seen how great the impact of this incident was.

Some other people who were a little further away had not yet figured out what was going on and had to ask the people around them. For a while, the hall was very noisy.

Prefect Liang stood up and asked, "What happened to Lord Luo? Hurry up and help Mr. Luo down to rest. It is really sad to encounter such a thing."

When the servants waiting in the hall heard what Governor Liang said, they hurried forward to help Mr. Luo up. Mr. Chen also assisted him, but Mr. Luo was reluctant to stand up and just kowtowed to Lu Gongqing and begged for mercy.

"Please spare my life, sir, please spare my life. This is all my own fault and has nothing to do with my family!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed suddenly.

Lu Gongqing exclaimed, "What are you talking about, Master Luo? I don't understand what you said. In this case, I will be the first to visit you and burn some incense for Madam Luo as a farewell."

Mr. Luo knelt down again, but Governor Liang couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He shouted loudly, "Someone, send Mr. Luo down!"

The servants no longer hesitated. Several of them carried Master Luo outside. His servant who followed behind him also went out in panic. Master Luo's whimpering voice faded away. The sudden change only lasted for a moment. The hall returned to silence, but the atmosphere was not as good as before.

Prefect Liang glanced at Lu Gongqing and said unceremoniously, "Lord Lu, the banquet is almost over. Why don't we stop here today?"

Lu Gongqing acted as if what happened before never happened, and said calmly, "Okay." Then he raised his glass again and said to everyone in the hall, "Thank you again for coming to the banquet. I am very grateful. Let me toast you a glass." After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, and after drinking it, he turned the glass upside down to signal everyone.

Some of the people in the hall have already reacted. Some of them raised their glasses and responded with some compliments like "Thank you for your hard work, sir" and "Thank you very much", but the emotions were no longer as high as before.

Lu Gongqing didn't care at all. He stood up and walked out with his clothes fluttering. The master of the Chen family was the owner of the garden tonight and he should accompany and see off today's guests. When he saw Lu Gongqing getting up and leaving, he wanted to follow him out.

Behind him followed a few masters whose names he could not remember. "Master Lu, I wonder if you are available recently. I have prepared some wine and books at home, and I would like to ask you to go and see them."

"Lord Lu, my father has heard that you are an excellent painter and has admired you for a long time. I wonder when you are free. We will bring our families to visit you in person to discuss a few things..."

These people walked and talked, and with them in front, the people behind followed and softly introduced some of their collections of books, calligraphy and paintings in their homes. As they were far away, their voices gradually could not be heard in the hall.

Those who had not left their seats yet did not know what to do for the moment and just sat there in a daze.

Prefect Liang said, "Everyone should go home tonight." After that, he strode out of the banquet hall. A group of officials from Mo City followed him. Some of the more prestigious people present left, leaving some students to discuss what had happened.

"Did something happen?"

"What happened?"

"I heard that Madam Luo passed away."

“Isn’t it normal for people to get sick and die when they get old?”

"Since you are so good at talking, then say more!"

"Why, is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Yes, that's right, that's right!"

"Why does everyone seem a little scared?"

No one could answer his question, and as the conversation went on, the men instructed the servants at home to start making preparations for the return journey.

They all looked very solemn, their steps were a little untidy, and there was suddenly a lot of chaos in the hall, people were crowding and bumping into each other, you stepped on me, I accidentally stepped on you, and there were shouts in between. When Yingge saw this scene, it seemed as if she was back to the scene of the carriage jam at the city gate before she came, as if she was fleeing...

Here, as it was already very dark, there were constant carriages on the road, and the lights on the carriages made people's faces flicker. With a swish, Liu Ziheng pulled up the curtains, blocking out the noise and sight from the outside world.

Liu Wenru did not allow them to ride horses and arranged a carriage for the return trip. In the carriage, Yufeng looked at this and that, he wanted to offend both sides, and finally chose Yingge's side. He moved his body slightly and said, "Yingge, are you tired? Are you hungry? I hid some cakes at the banquet, you can fill your stomach."

Yingge smiled at him and shook her head to indicate that she didn't want to eat. Liu Ziheng even twisted his head to the limit and looked outside. The outside of the carriage was in chaos, which struck everyone's heart.

Liu Yufeng thought about it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said, "Do you think something is wrong? It's just that someone died, why did the faces of those masters change all of a sudden?"

Neither Yingge nor Liu Ziheng responded to his words. He continued nonchalantly, "When I was walking out, I heard someone say that it was fake that Madam Luo took her granddaughter outside to cool off, and the real reason was to avoid Lu Gong. So Lu Gong got angry. Didn't you say you wanted to cool off and get rid of your illness? Even if you didn't have any illness, I made it appear that you were sick. So Madam Luo was actually not sick, it was because Lu Gong asked someone to..." Yufeng made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Liu Ziheng couldn't help but say, "Shut up and mind your own business."

Yingge said on the side, "There are some things that you know, I know, and he knows, but the truth of the matter cannot be publicized."

Yingge's answer made Yufeng very happy. He said, "Yingge, you underestimate me again. I know the seriousness of this matter."

"I don't know if it's true. Don't be fooled by the fact that Lu Gong is dressed up like a beautiful woman. He is actually poisonous. He looks like a scholar, but I didn't expect him to have such a dark heart. This person is a life, and he said to kill him and it's gone."

"The one tonight is Mr. Luo. His ancestors are related to the emperor!"

"Can distant water quench nearby thirst? Aren't distant relatives better than close neighbors?"

No, this sentence can be used in this way?

Yufeng clapped his hands like a hammer. "Yingge's summary is indeed brilliant. Although Mr. Luo is a distant relative of the emperor, Mr. Lu is a close neighbor of the current queen mother."

However, this matter of killing people is a good excuse. He is not the only one in Mo City. Is he going to kill everyone as soon as he arrives? They are all ordinary people, and there are also some powerful people!

Liu Ziheng once again interrupted Yu Feng and said, "Shut up, don't keep talking like that. You haven't even said what happened to Madam Luo!"

Yu Feng said, "Isn't this a problem that makes it difficult to find evidence? That Lu Gongqing speaks in a sarcastic tone. When something happened, Luo Lai thought of him. Do you think people would not be suspicious?"

Liu Ziheng raised his foot and wanted to kick him a few times. Yufeng saw that something was wrong and immediately hid behind Yingge.

"Let's all speculate on the truth of this matter and see how Madam Luo didn't have it."

The carriages were lined up like a long snake again, disturbing the moonlight. Yingge looked at the lanterns swaying in the wind and had a premonition that the good days of Mo City were about to end.

The night was quiet and gloomy. Inside a house of the Luo family, people were bustling about. The sound of people's voices had faded away, but the sound of horse hooves could be heard everywhere in the yard.

Prefect Liang, dressed in his official robe, came out exhausted with the coroner, escorted by the yamen runners. Several men from the Luo family knelt before him with sad faces and choked with sobs.

Prefect Liang ignored them and asked casually as he walked quickly forward, "Is the coroner here?"

The coroner heard someone calling him and then walked out of the house and saluted him.

"How's it going?"

"My Lord, please follow me."

The coroner invited Magistrate Liang to the inner room, where he saw an old woman lying on the bed. In the light of the torch, the old woman seemed to be asleep, but when he got closer, he found that her face was open and ashen.

The coroner then stretched out the old woman's arm for Governor Liang to examine. The blue veins on her arm were visible and bulging. Anyone with a little common sense would know that these were signs of a struggle.

The coroner concluded that "he was suffocated to death."

Governor Liang flicked his sleeves, causing the torches beside him to flicker a few times. "This is simply abominable."

Regardless of whether it happened or not, what happened in Yi Garden has finally come to an end. For the people of Mo City, this incident did not have much impact on them, and such a big thing could not be spread casually. People still live their previous lives and the streets are still bustling.

As usual, Yingge walked through Mo City and came to Qinghe Academy. Some people in the academy had already started talking about this matter.

When the Chen family first built Yi Garden, they dug a canal to divert water and spent a huge amount of money to build it. The interior is extremely luxurious and exquisite.

Fang Su, who attended the banquet last night, talked incessantly. The class taught by Mr. Yan is composed of ordinary and not wealthy families. If they can attend a banquet of this level, it will definitely be a show-off.

Zhu Nian was also fascinated by what he heard. He couldn't help but say, "The place you described is so beautiful. Are there a lot of flowers in it? My sister loves flowers the most. The flowers she embroiders are also very beautiful. There are many edible flowers, such as the flower cakes and flower cakes she makes."

Fang Su was annoyed at being interrupted and said sternly, "Shut up, you are a bunch of poor bastards who only know how to eat all day long."

Zhu Nian didn't dare to argue with him. He looked embarrassed, lowered his head and muttered a few words, "The flower cakes made by my sister are really delicious. I can bring some for you next time."

Fang Su ignored him and continued to describe the scene he saw to other students. When he was talking excitedly, he looked up and saw someone coming to the door. He said in a light tone, "Yingge, come quickly, tell them what you saw last night."

Yingge’s? She went there last night too, and the students looked envious and surprised.

Fang Su said in a teasing tone, "Guess why she went there last night?"

Someone answered, "I went with the Liu family."

"The future son-in-law of the Liu family?"

Fang Su laughed because they had no reason to do so. "None of them are right. None of them are right."

"What's that for?"

"Yingge was invited over by Lord Lu himself last night!"

What? It's boiling with a loud bang.

The students were amazed by what the adult said. They thought that the adult actually knew Yingge. That meant Yingge was very powerful.

Su Fang kept it a secret and laughed, "No, no, it was Lu Gong who asked her to compose a poem, but she didn't do it and even said it out loud. It's just, just...too funny, hahahaha. Hahaha. It's really embarrassing!"

The students around him couldn't help laughing when they heard him say this.

Yingge ignored them and didn't care about their teasing. If a person's sense of humor is too low, there is actually nothing funny. She walked to her seat, and Zhu Nian followed.

"Yingge, you...you really went there last night, and you haven't finished your poem yet?"

Yingge nodded nonchalantly, and Zhu Nian patted her shoulder with some sympathy.

"It doesn't matter if you can't do it. It's normal to be scared in such a big occasion. It's the same if you go to other places. But it's good to be able to go once and see the world."

Fang Su, who was talking over there, felt that Yingge didn't care much about their discussion and found it boring, so he stopped talking.

Then he continued to talk about the various beautiful scenery, delicious food and the game of pitching pots in Yi Garden, and smacked his lips with a look of nostalgia when he talked about the food. "It's a pity that we left so suddenly, otherwise I would have brought some back for you to try."

"Mainly, someone reported back that Mrs. Luo from the Luo family had suddenly passed away. Many people were in shock and panic. The party was originally very lively, but it was interrupted."

"That's really a bit of a letdown!"

"Who says it isn't?"

Yingge smiled and shook her head, it’s great to see a group of carefree children who haven’t grown up yet.

When Zhu Nian heard this, he suddenly remembered something and was about to tell Yingge about it when the teacher, Mr. Yan, came to the classroom. He coughed a few times, and the students who had gathered together stopped talking and dispersed. Zhu Nian didn't want to talk to Yingge anymore, and the classroom became quiet in an instant.

After the class, Mr. Yan asked the students to come forward one by one and test their academic performance.

"pass."

"Rewrite"

As instructions were issued one after another, students wailed everywhere.

He commented on the homework of each student with simple movements and brief words. Yingge was tidying up the books and tools on the table. On the other side, he heard the students being beaten and quickly called Zhu Nian.

Zhu Nian was hesitating whether to extend his hand or not, when suddenly Mr. Yan said, "You did a good job this time," and then handed him his article.

Zhu Nian didn't react for a moment, his eyes widened and he let out a cry.

Mr. Yan simply couldn't bear to look at him and said, "Go away."

Zhu Nian hurried to his seat in a panic, and only realized it halfway through. He turned back and said, "Now, were you praising me just now?"

The other students in the school also looked at him in surprise. Although Mr. Yan was not that strict, he seldom praised anyone.

"Do you want to be beaten and trained?"

Zhu Nian laughed when he got the answer, and walked towards him happily to thank him, including Fang Su who envied him. If his sister knew about this, she would definitely be very happy.