Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Loudong Street.

The Feihua Pavilion, though closed off, did not appear particularly dilapidated to outsiders.

Panlan still managed to put the seal along with the repairs she had applied for some time ago in one place. She used all her own savings to make these arrangements; she was determined to turn things around, even if it meant gritting her teeth.

There's always a way to confuse things a bit, and if anyone asks, there's always a pimp waiting to explain. They're preparing to put the twin flowers on display a month from now, and they've spent a lot of effort rebuilding the stage for that.

I haven't forgotten to promote it yet, see you on the 16th of next month.

The entry requirements are not high, and bidders do not need to be present in person.

Some people checked their pockets and figured they could afford to spend the money they had.

in addition,

It just so happens that during the Cold Food Festival, when the government is on leave, some people of lesser rank are usually allowed to go out for tea and dances, as long as they don't cause a big disturbance.

In principle, overnight stays are not allowed, and bribery is not permitted.

In addition,

The exposure of Ya Yun does not mean the end of the matter; details of the case have not yet been disclosed, and all sorts of speculations are circulating. Some busybodies are even taking the opportunity to smear their competitors, and it's not surprising that some rumors about Fei Hua Ge are mixed in.

Inside the pavilion,

Everyone was more afraid of Panlan, who was very good at concealing her emotions.

If Mom scolds someone for doing something wrong, the favored child might even laugh and act cute.

But this time,

Even though she regained her composure immediately after the seizure, she inexplicably made people even more afraid to approach her.

They were afraid that the suppressed emotions would eventually erupt violently.

One can glean some insight from their attitude towards Bingxiang. The girl, who has suffered greatly, is still young. She has only suffered some physical injuries, not to the point of being unable to recover. Moreover, her skills have not been lost.

Everyone knows that Bingxiang was implicated and suffered even more.

But Lan coldly replied, "Let him be a menial servant," and didn't care whether Bingxiang lived or died.

No one dared to utter a word in agreement or even glance at the subject.

Panlan stood on the high ground and watched Xia Youmi's reaction. She saw the same indifference and couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or approval.

She hoped, yet she didn't want, that Mi Ye Ru Zhou Yin would show obvious reluctance, as if she wanted to take the opportunity to argue with her, to protest against her mother, all for the sake of a life that had nothing to do with her.

However, even if one is pragmatic, one should still show sympathy and gain the trust of their sisters.

Laying the foundation for the future.

But she didn't do that.

why?

Shouldn't she be more like her good older sister?

......

Wenfu.

"Sir, news has come from the prison that he confessed, but... but... he's gone." The constable didn't dare breathe.

"Get up." Wen Ziji said calmly, his eyes clouded with an unreadable mist.

"How did it disappear?" The deputy took over the task of asking the question.

"She said she would confess, explaining the hatred and the details of the assassination. Just as they were about to put her back in her cell, she was suddenly caught off guard and violently struck a brazier, dying from her injuries..."

The cruel process,

The maid serving the tea trembled slightly, and the tea spilled out.

Wen Ziji remained expressionless and did not reprimand her, so the maid quickly tidied up, apologized, and withdrew.

a long time,

Wen Ziji replied, "Is there anything else to say?"

"The magistrate has ordered me to deliver a message." The constable took a deep breath. "He said that this is the last person connected to the clues. Once that person is gone, we'll cut off the trail for now."

"Damn it!" the deputy roared.

"The person behind this is incredibly powerful!"

The constables left following the steward's instructions. Before leaving, they couldn't understand Wen Ziji's expression, but the kind-faced steward thanked them repeatedly, expressing gratitude for the efforts of the Kaifeng Prefecture and promising to repay them properly in the future.

The red envelopes also carried more weight than usual, which calmed the yamen runners' anxieties.

Everyone was eager to share the good news.

This bad news will naturally be ignored.

It seems the Wen family is quite kind; even after being wronged, they still remember the rules and bow their heads.

inside the hospital,

"My lord, should we go and find out? Lord Fu's master has not shown up yet." The confidants surrounded Wen Ziji, thinking of possible methods.

To say that those below are not doing their jobs diligently,

It's not true that Fu Miao'an didn't investigate the case carefully.

His final words, besides stating the facts, also implied that even if it wasn't broken off, it had to be.

I am afraid,

Someone was guiding the investigation, and the Wen family's case could only go this far.

The criminal confessed, and he committed suicide alone.

Feihua Pavilion was searched thoroughly, but not a single clue was found. Instead, Ya Yun's ambiguous relationship with the people in Yueying naturally drew attention to the outside world.

Based on the assessment, and with someone protecting them.

The only punishment for Feihua Pavilion was to hand over its silver, which covered almost all of its profits over the years.

If the madam still doesn't provide any clues, it can only mean she's genuinely unaware, or perhaps she's the one involved.

Let's put aside this second judgment for now and send more people to investigate.

The clearer and more plausible clues actually point to the palace.

resignedly,

One by one, the evidence disappeared, leaving the case completely with Ya Yun. It seems that even if Wen Ziji tries to force it, he will not be able to obtain a fair judgment.

We can only accept the outcome for now.

he,

The Wen family will never forget.

What immense kindness could have caused the old man to suffer in his later years?

......

royal palace.

"how?"

"Close the doors and continue preparing for the funeral."

"Didn't you go look for someone?"

"No, my tone and expression were normal sadness, nothing special as Your Majesty instructed."

"Admit it? How boring." The new emperor lay lazily on the dragon throne, showing little interest. He had thought that Wen Ziji would reveal the shrewdness of a promising young man who was not to be underestimated and was preparing for revenge in the future.

"Your Majesty, perhaps he's good at putting on a show, and the people I sent were fooled," the eunuch coaxed, quickly making up an excuse.

"Whatever, go tell those old bastards that next time, I won't cover up this favor again!" The new emperor cracked his knuckles and said gruffly, "They're all equally wicked. Why should I repay my brother's kindness? This time, let's call it even!"

"Yes."

"Go, summon the Cao family brat." The new emperor was always looking for trouble when he was unhappy, and this unlucky fellow was none other than the second son of the Cao family, who was always going against him in court.

The eunuch accepted the order and withdrew, his face respectful.

......

Feihua Pavilion.

"What's going on? Zhouyin has been borrowed again!" Panlan said sullenly.

“Mother, perhaps it’s a good thing. I heard from my wife that the officials over there are all upright gentlemen. I suppose there are still some doubts about the case.” Xinhe comforted Panlan. “Besides, that person is gone, so it’s all in the past.”

"I understand the reasoning, but I'm worried about causing trouble. What if Zhouyin gets seen beforehand? How will we make a living next month?"

"Don't worry, Mother. With Miye here, my wife won't really be willing to leave."

"call."

"Also, Sister Bingxiang has recovered from her injuries, and Madam wants to go and become her maid."

"How kind of her! Doesn't she fear the retribution for such a ruthless person!"

"My lady is kind-hearted." Xinhe tried her best to speak well of Zhouyin.

"Alright, keep an eye on things and don't let Bingxiang ruin things. Let her be," Panlan said wearily.

"Thank you, Mom!"