Female Supremacy and Rise to Power: Lin Shu's Imperial Examination Adventures

"Miss... what do you mean? I don't understand." A hint of panic flashed in the man's eyes.

"Ha!" Lin Shu said coldly, pointing to the cart not far away, her face expressionless.

"Then let's be more explicit. Are you sure your father passed away yesterday? Or is this person truly your father?"

The man's eyes widened, and he hurriedly lowered his head to hide his unease. How could she know? But he still stubbornly insisted, "Naturally...of course."

He then looked up guiltily, only to see Lin Shu with an all-knowing expression. He was shocked to find that he had met a tough opponent!

Seeing the suspicious looks on the faces of those around him, the man immediately put on a pitiful expression:

"Waaah... Miss, even if you look down on me, you shouldn't slander me like this. After all, the dead should be respected..."

After saying this, he pretended to wipe away non-existent tears from the corner of his eye, stole a glance at the changes in the expressions of the onlookers, and revealed a smug smile.

But before he could revel in his triumph for long, a furious shout rang out:

"Who? Who dares to stage an accident against Lin Shu in the street?"

Everyone looked over at the sound and saw a chubby boy squeeze in surrounded by four children. Before he could catch his breath, he put his hands on his hips, raised his head and puffed out his chest. The children next to him followed suit and did the same.

Feng Yu was finally able to leave the palace with Feng Zhao, and they intended to have a meal at the nearby Zhenxiu Pavilion. However, before they could even take a bite, they were disturbed by the noise from below.

Hearing the report, he realized that someone was trying to stage an accident. He didn't want to get involved, but upon hearing Lin Shu's name, he rushed downstairs and ran this way, forgetting even Feng Zhao behind him...

That's why the scene just now happened.

Seeing Feng Yu approaching with such a menacing aura, none of the people around dared to feel pity for the man who had sold himself into servitude, and instead pointed their fingers at him.

Feng Yu looked in that direction, but still held his head high and chest out, showing his nose at everyone. He glanced at her sideways for a moment before saying:

"Hmph! So it's you, ugly man, trying to cling to Lin Shu? Xiao Feng, Xiao Hua, Xiao Xue, Xiao Yue, teach him a lesson!"

Four children rushed forward, grabbing the man and about to attack, but Feng Yu added, "This emperor... cough cough, this young master hasn't even started to cling to you yet, so what are you..."

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback by his words and turned to look at Lin Shu with a mocking expression.

Seeing Feng Yu's attitude, Lin Shu not only didn't find him arrogant, but actually found him rather cute. A smile flashed in her eyes, and she coughed lightly.

Upon hearing this voice, Feng Yu thought to himself, "Oh no! In my haste, I forgot that Lin Shu was also here."

He immediately stopped the child, quickly stepped forward, and looked awkwardly at Lin Shu, who was holding the baby in her arms, and said:

"Haha! Lin Shu! I don't usually hit people, but I just heard that he... he's trying to cling to you, and I haven't even had the chance yet..."

The surrounding crowd: ...Judging from your practiced movements, you don't seem like someone who doesn't hit people...

Having been in public, Feng Yu hadn't felt embarrassed before, but now, in front of Lin Shu, she felt a little awkward. Her voice grew softer and softer, and finally she lowered her head shyly.

"Mmm," Lin Shu replied softly.

"Pfft..." This was followed by laughter from Su Mu, Song Yun, Li Huanzhi, and Xue Wen.

Feng Yu looked up, intending to glare at them, but seeing that it was Lin Shu's father and husband, she restrained herself and only gave a soft snort, pouting as she turned her head to the side, but her eyes kept glancing at Lin Shu.

That glance happened to meet the gaze of the baby in Lin Shu's arms. Their two pairs of dark eyes locked, and Feng Yu's eyes lit up. He looked at Lin Shu with burning eyes and said:

"Oh! Lin Shu, may I hug you?"

Lin Shu turned around and saw Su Mu nod. Then she raised her chin toward Baofangzhai and said, "Of course, this place is not convenient. Let's go inside first."

"Yeah!"

They had all forgotten about the man who had just sold himself into servitude. Of course, that man was now more than happy for them to leave. He never expected to encounter such an unromantic and obnoxious woman, and such a crazy man who started hitting people without warning...

Just as the group was about to leave, Lin Shu suddenly stopped and looked at the patrolling constables coming from a distance. She guessed that Feng Yu's commotion had been too great and had attracted the patrolling men of the Capital Prefecture.

As the group of constables approached, they spoke sternly, "Make way! Is someone causing trouble here?"

The man who had sold himself into servitude, his face red and swollen, used his usual method to rush towards the constable, pointing aggrievedly at Feng Yu and saying:

"Madam, please save me! I sold myself to bury my father, but they beat me as soon as they arrived. Look at my face..."

"How dare you! In broad daylight, you dare to act so violently in the capital! Violent!!" The head constable frowned upon hearing this. She wanted to see who this person, who had no sense of public morality and no regard for the law, was!

"Ah! Seven Seven Seven Seven Emperor..." Upon seeing this, his legs immediately went weak and he knelt on the ground, stammering incoherently.

"This man has offended the Seventh Young Master, so he's in your hands now." Seeing this, Xiao Feng quickly interrupted the constable.

"Yes," the constable quickly replied.

Lin Shu pointed to the corpse on the cart and said solemnly, "There's something strange about this corpse."

As soon as she spoke, everyone around her was at a loss, not knowing what she meant by "the corpse is strange".

Upon hearing this, the head constable immediately ordered someone to lift the shroud. The man who had sold himself into servitude became agitated upon seeing this and rushed over to stop him, refusing to comply no matter what. He cried so pitifully that even the constables felt a pang of sympathy.

"This..." The head constable looked troubled, first looking at Feng Rui, then at Lin Shu.

Lin Shu had no choice but to explain, "This person claims his father died just yesterday, but can you all smell a foul odor...?"

The surrounding residents also sniffed around. They had already smelled the noise of the market earlier and were complaining that some shady shop nearby was selling rotten fish and shrimp...

Upon being reminded, everyone immediately thought of what it might be and covered their noses, taking a few steps back.

"It's the stench of a corpse." The head constable voiced what everyone was thinking, and then ordered his men, "Uncover the shroud!"

The man who had sold himself into servitude was now powerless to stop it. He could only slump to the ground, his face ashen, and watch helplessly as the corpse was exposed to the air.

The corpse's skin had softened, and the area where it had been pressed was now runny, mixed with yellowish bodily fluids. Its muscles had atrophied, making its fingernails appear exceptionally long—it was horrifying.

Judging from his appearance, he must have been dead for more than a month...

"This...could it be a murder case?" the constable asked, somewhat alarmed.

The man on the ground quickly waved his hands, protesting, "No, no..."

"Probably not, but I've heard that there have been frequent incidents of ancestral graves being robbed in the capital recently..." Lin Shu also shook her head. Murder? With this person's audacity, it's absolutely impossible.

Upon hearing this, the onlookers began to whisper among themselves:

"Hiss~ What deep-seated hatred could drive someone to steal an ancestral grave?"

"That's right, my seventh aunt's uncle's father was buried, but his body mysteriously disappeared just a few days later and has not been found to this day!"

"Hmm? Now that you mention it, I feel like I've seen him before. Could he be the man who sold himself into servitude to bury his father on East Street a few days ago? Today, his face is covered in ash, so it's hard to recognize him!"

"Ah! That's right! I remember it was a wealthy woman surnamed Wang who helped him bury his father, and only a few days have passed..."

"..."

Well, there was no need for further investigation; everyone recounted the whole story, and some even came forward to claim the body on the ground—their own father's corpse…

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