"We didn't notice what he was doing at the time, but we didn't underpay him."

"But ever since the painter's body was found, rumors have spread throughout the county, saying that the painter was killed by us because he saw something shameful in us."

Mo Yi sighed at the end, "I just didn't expect that the rumor would spread so widely in just two days."

Li Mofu was completely embarrassed, his not-so-bright head full of questions, "What shameful things do we have?"

"No, of course we don't have anything shameful!" Guozi smiled bitterly. "We had just arrived not long ago. Although we brought some people with us, we were all lightly equipped. What could be shameful?"

Nanny Liang is now in charge of the entire courtyard, so she naturally knows what is here. "Yes, many things in the house were added later."

Li Mofu touched his chin. "So, we originally wanted to find the painter and ask him who asked him to paint on our beams, but now we're being accused of murder?"

Mo Yi nodded. "I originally thought that even if there were rumors, no one would dare to do anything to us. I didn't expect those children to be so bold."

"They're just brats," Li Mofu shrugged, not caring. "Looking at their appearance, they must be hungry. If someone gives them some food, they'll naturally be happy to work for others."

Mo Yi frowned and thought for a moment, then said to Li Mofu, "Mr. Li, you'd better not go out these days. Since someone exposed the body in time and planned the rumor, our movements are under surveillance. It's better to be careful."

Guozi also looked at Li Mofu worriedly.

Li Mofu wondered, "Do I look like such an ignorant person?"

“…”Mo Yi.

“……”Fruit.

“…” Nanny Liang.

Li Mofu, who was restricted from going out, soon had to spend the rest of the day in a rocking chair, and Mo Zhu quickly ran back. When he came back and saw that Li Mofu and the others were all fine, he ran back to the yamen.

Covered with a small blanket, Li Mofu stared at the leafless branches in a daze. He couldn't concentrate on reading.

Ever since the emperor asked Lu Mingyun to come to Su County, they always encountered problems.

For example, the post station was hijacked.

For example, getting separated from the main group.

For example, the mystery of the yard now.

What exactly are these people trying to do? Whether it's the emperor or the "mastermind" here, can't they all understand a little bit?

Life is so tiring.

Li Mofu sighed.

The next day, Li Mofu was awakened by Guozi's worried voice. He stretched himself in the warm quilt and asked, "Why did you wake me up so early?"

Guozi reported angrily and anxiously, "Master, our gate and the outer wall have been covered in a lot of insulting words written in ink! Madam Liang and her men are cleaning it up now."

"Huh?" Li Mofu was stunned for a moment, then sat up and asked in confusion, "What did you write?"

"...writing, just writing about some murderers and stuff..." Guozi said hesitantly.

Li Mofu was truly puzzled at this moment. "Just a rumor made these people dare to write in front of the county magistrate's door?"

"...Maybe the people here are not very sensible." Guozi said.

Li Mofu got up, dressed and washed, but he felt that this was unlikely.

At any time, official power is not just talk, it can really cost lives and implicate families.

Most civilians would not dare to get involved in such incidents, unless they are gangsters or hooligans, or of course they may be the people behind the scenes.

But Lu Mingyun is the highest-ranking official in the county and also a prince. Not many people can treat him like this.

But what exactly does the other party want to do by doing this again and again?

Li Mofu smeared some paint on his face and walked towards the gate of the courtyard, just in time to meet Lu Mingyun who was striding down.

When the two looked at each other, Lu Mingyun looked away uncomfortably, "You, don't go out and look. Have breakfast first, I'll go and take a look."

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