C4

"Yun Shu, no one claims these five corpses. Tomorrow, draw a few more and I will have someone post it for everyone to look for."

Ji Yunshu took the clean handkerchief and wiped her hands, then picked up her Sandalwood Box, and coldly said: "Tomorrow, I will not go out to work, you can find another painter to copy it."

"That's fine too, it's getting late. Do you want me to send someone to escort you back?"

"No need, I'm used to walking alone at night."

"It's not easy to travel at night."

"I'd love to."

The county magistrate was asking for trouble. Ji Yunshu's personality was cold, and in the eyes of outsiders, she was clearly proud of herself. Yet, he repeatedly refused to make trouble for her. Wasn't this asking for trouble?

At this moment, someone from outside the crowd suddenly shouted, "Get out of the way!"

The crowd was pushed aside and over twenty people rushed out, opening up a wide path. Each of them wore long swords at their waists, dressed in brocade clothes, and had solemn expressions as they stared straight ahead.

In an instant, a man walked over. He was dressed in a blue robe, with lilac flowers embroidered on the satin, and gold boots and jade ornaments, he was not ordinary, his eyebrows were straight, his eyes were bright, his spine was straight, and his lips were cold and pursed. His handsome face was illuminated by the torches around him, making him appear especially cool and charming.

Beside the man stood a tall and sturdy man and a middle-aged man with straight eyebrows.

Ji Yunshu recognized the middle-aged man at a glance. It was her father, Ji Shuhan. Wasn't he supposed to be entertaining the rich man from Beijing? Could it be that the man in green clothes was a distinguished guest of the capital?

Ji Shuhan naturally recognized Ji Yunshu as well. Seeing her dressed in men's clothes and digging into the pile of corpses, he immediately felt angry, but on the surface, it was nothing out of the ordinary.

The county magistrate glanced at his surroundings and scratched his head. He was confused and went over to ask, "Old Master Ji, what are you doing?"

"Master Liu, these five corpses are the subordinates of this young master. Take your men away, this is none of your business."

Ji Shuhan had never put the county magistrate in his eyes. He spoke arrogantly and arrogantly.

Liu Qingping was at a loss for words. Since the corpse was claimed by someone, he didn't want to wade in muddy water. Thus, he waved his hand, signaling his yamen runner to move aside.

"Young master, do you want to carry these corpses to Morgue?" Ji Shuhan changed his fawning face and asked softly.

The man didn't say a word. His eyes burned with coldness as he looked at the five corpses. He frowned.

"Didn't the five of them return to the capital yesterday?"

"They did indeed return to the capital yesterday. I don't know why they are here. Young master, it seems that something is amiss." The big guy replied.

Of course, there was something fishy about this. These five people were all swordsmen, and their houses were on fire. There was no reason for them to be burned alive. Furthermore, the road back to the capital did not pass through the eastern suburbs.

Ji Yunshu had packed her things and was preparing to leave quietly. Her father was here, so she felt uncomfortable.

Just as he walked a few steps, he heard the man instructing, "Burn it and bring the ashes back to the capital for burial."

"This subordinate understands."

Burn it?

Ji Yunshu shuddered and stopped in her tracks. She looked strangely at the man and interrupted her sentence, "Since there's something fishy about this matter, why didn't you invite a coroner to take a look?" Burn the body and the evidence will be lost. "

She heard that the man was looking at her. He was dressed in simple clothes and elegant, but his figure was thin. His face was small and delicate, and his skin was fair. He didn't have the slightest manliness, but instead had the delicate feeling of a woman.

"My lord's subordinates are already in such a miserable state. We can't let those coroners cut open their bellies."

"But these people died in the hands of death. Young master doesn't want to find out the truth?"

"Died violently? What do you know? " The man narrowed his eyes.

Ji Yunshu didn't say anything. She glanced at her father, who was still glaring at her with anger and disgust. She didn't bother with him anymore. She put on her white gloves again and walked over to a corpse. She squatted down beside it and pinched her jaw.