Volume One, Chapter Seven: Ning Shuzhi's Fury
In the courtyard.
Ning Shu sat quietly in the pavilion, flipping through the files.
Yesterday’s events had not disturbed her state of mind.
To her, it was merely a form of treatment, involving no feelings of love or desire.
Yet, despite this, the occasional vivid images from the previous day flashed through her mind, forcing her to dispel them from time to time, making it difficult to concentrate fully on the documents.
After a while, Ning Shu closed the files.
“It should get better after some time,” she murmured, patting her head to comfort herself.
At that moment, Qiu Yi hurried over. “Your Highness, someone in Qingzhou has taken down the imperial notice!”
“Oh?” Ning Shu’s weary face suddenly brightened with a hint of excitement. “Who is it?”
The imperial notice had been posted in Qingzhou for over ten days!
Finally, someone had dared to take it down!
Taking down the imperial notice surely meant they were confident, right?
This meant there was hope of finding the one million taels of silver!
It was about time!
Her father must have been quite irritable over this matter lately.
Qiu Yi hesitated briefly before answering, “It’s... Shen Ji!”
“Who?”
Ning Shu’s expression changed sharply.
“Marquis Ningyuan, Shen Ji!” Qiu Yi replied.
Really him?
He actually took down the imperial notice?
Could he find the stolen silver?
Or perhaps he had some clues?
After a brief moment of surprise, Ning Shu immediately asked, “Where did he go to investigate?”
“Well...” Qiu Yi faltered, seeming reluctant to speak.
Ning Shu frowned, displeased. “Speak plainly. Don’t beat around the bush.”
“Yes!” Qiu Yi took a deep breath before continuing, “After taking down the imperial notice, he first went to the Song family and obtained five thousand taels of silver from them. He also requisitioned their horses, and then...”
At this, Qiu Yi glanced discreetly at Ning Shu.
Seeing no strong reaction on Ning Shu’s face, she went on, “Then he used the county soldiers assigned to him by Feng Min to rent the largest Fuan Inn in Qingzhou, where he has been indulging in feasting and revelry...”
Hearing this, a flicker of anger flashed across Ning Shu’s face.
“Is this... his final act of madness?”
Ning Shu narrowed her eyes.
Qiu Yi smiled helplessly, “If he really doesn’t want to live anymore, then such behavior is somewhat understandable.”
For Shen Ji now, every extra day lived and every day squandered is a gain!
What harm is there in enjoying a few more days before being executed?
Ning Shu was silent for a long moment, then said coolly, “Let him be! If he doesn’t want to live, no one can save him! When he is executed, this princess will provide him with the finest coffin!”
“Also, Song Qingluan of the Song family seems to have disappeared!” Qiu Yi added. “There are rumors in Qingzhou saying that Shen Ji murdered Song Qingluan; others say she was hidden away. Someone is trying to frame Shen Ji, forcing him to break off the engagement with her...”
Again with Shen Ji?
How is it that everything somehow involves Shen Ji?
“Forget about him!” Ning Shu waved her hand irritably. Then she asked, “Have they found the talisman yet?”
That wooden talisman was personally sought at the temple by her mother when gravely ill; she must find it!
“No news yet,” Qiu Yi shook her head.
“Keep searching! The talisman must have fallen nearby!” Ning Shu instructed, adding, “Make sure they conceal their identities. No one can know this princess is behind the search!”
“I have already given those orders,” Qiu Yi replied, then tentatively asked, “Is it possible Shen Ji found the talisman?”
Hmm?
Ning Shu’s heart jolted.
Come to think of it, that might actually be possible!
But how could she ask Shen Ji if he had found the talisman?
If Shen Ji really had it, and she asked directly, he might guess that the person who was with him before was herself.
Ning Shu lowered her brows in thought for a moment, then slowly stood up. “Let’s go to the Fuan Inn!”
“Ah?” Qiu Yi was taken aback. “Your Highness, are you really going?”
Ning Shu gave her a sidelong glance. “Why not? Am I not allowed to go?”
“No, no...” Qiu Yi laughed awkwardly. “I just worry it might affect your mood.”
Ning Shu snorted lightly. “He won’t affect this princess!”
...
The Fuan Inn.
“Knock knock…”
Chen Liuqi knocked on Shen Ji’s door.
“Come in!” came Shen Ji’s voice from inside.
Chen Liuqi pushed open the door and saw Shen Ji lounging contentedly in a recliner, someone massaging his legs beside him.
He really was comfortable!
Is this his final act of madness before death?
Chen Liuqi shook his head and sighed inwardly, then bowed. “Greetings, Young Marquis!”
“Sit!” Shen Ji gestured to the empty seat beside him.
“Thank you, Young Marquis.”
Chen Liuqi sat down.
“Pour yourself some wine,” Shen Ji chuckled, then said, “I called you here to have you tell me in detail about the case of the stolen relief silver and what the authorities have discovered so far...”
Ha!
Rare indeed!
He finally remembered he took down the imperial notice!
And he even came to ask me for information!
He must have been waiting around to die all this time, carefree!
Chen Liuqi thought to himself, then began to explain.
The six hundred men escorting the relief silver were passing near Little Green Mountain, about twenty li from Qingzhou, when they encountered a sudden miasma; most fell unconscious from it.
The remaining guards were then attacked by cultists of the Fire Worship sect.
Outnumbered, only two managed to break through the siege, dragging their severely wounded bodies back to Qingzhou to raise the alarm.
Upon hearing the news, Feng Min immediately dispatched dozens of riders to the scene.
From the time the silver was stolen to the arrival of reinforcements was about an hour and a half.
But when they arrived, both the cultists and the silver had vanished, leaving only piles of corpses.
Among the bodies were soldiers and over a dozen civilians, likely travelers on the official road.
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