Volume 1 Chapter 13: Quick Wit

  Lu Yun's lips trembled, and she asked again: "How did Master Qiu die? Was it a sudden death?" When she asked this, seeing their puzzled gaze on her, Lu Yun explained in a low voice: "Among the kneeling youths, there is my younger brother. If you gentlemen know anything, please be sure to tell me." After that, she bowed to them again.

  Lu Xuan's words came out, and several Confucian scholars couldn't help but sympathize with him. One of them said in a low voice: "We don't know the specific reason either. All we know is that when these young men were surrounding Master Qiu to talk, Master Qiu suddenly fell to the ground, with a short sword inserted into his chest. The incident happened suddenly, and at that time, all the young men who surrounded Master Qiu were caught."

  He said this, sympathetically looking at Lu Yue's pale face with dark and quiet eyes, and seriously said: "Little girl, Qiu Gong is very famous in the scholarly community, so don't take this matter lightly. You'd better hurry back to tell your elders, let them come out and handle it."

  He shook his head and let out a long sigh, clearly holding no hope for Lu Yun's escape.

  Lu Xuan lowered her head.

  After a moment of contemplation, she raised her head and asked: "May I ask the three gentlemen, what kind of people are these leaders of the Golden Armor Guard? And who will be in charge of handling the matter of Qiu Gong?"

  These three people spoke eloquently and elegantly, obviously they were talented and learned, so Lu Yue asked this question.

  She didn't know that as soon as she spoke, the three people looking at her also became cautious. Those who can remain calm in the face of bad news are already rare, and those who can ask directly to the point as soon as they open their mouths are even rarer.

  Unconsciously, the three of them became polite, and the thin Confucian scholar said: "These Jinwu Guards are followers of Qiu Gong, brought by Ruan Cheng, son of Ruan Xiu of Jinling. As for handling Qiu Gong's affairs, it should be two nobles." He said this and then closed his mouth, with an expression that he didn't want to say any more.

  But Lu Ye finally figured out what she wanted to know.

  She bowed to the three of them again, showing her gratitude, then turned around and walked towards the crowd. The girl's figure still showed a hint of greenness, but her steps were steady and calm amidst the commotion. Looking at Lu Yue's silhouette, the slender scholar said: "We'll go take a look too." "Good, this little girl seems to be clever, I wonder what she will do?"

  Lu Ying once again appeared on the periphery of the crowd.

  She knelt on the ground with her head down, her body trembling slightly as she glanced at Lu Yun before looking around in all directions.

  Before long, she saw a carriage parked not far away, and a middle-aged man standing beside the carriage, listening to several Jinwu guards talking.

  At this time, a faint whispering sound entered her ears, "These children are finished." "Yes, they were also unlucky."

  "Nor did I know who was behind it?" "Ah, what a pity."

  At this point, Lu Xuan turned his head again and looked at Lu Yun.

  Her brother, who was dependent on her for survival, was kneeling on the muddy ground with his head down, like a prisoner. His thin figure was trembling constantly, and without looking, Lu Xuan also knew that at this moment, he must be desperate.

  The Confucian scholar just now advised her to go and consult with the adults, but are there any adults in her family? As for the Pings, even if they had the ability, they would not use it to rescue Lu Yun.

  Her brother could only save himself. Moreover, he couldn't delay, who knows if there's a conspiracy behind this matter? Besides, Lu Yun had entered prison, and just the bribe money alone was enough to destroy the happiness that the siblings had worked hard to achieve!

  Having thought of this, Lu Xuan walked a few dozen steps to the periphery of the horse carriages. After taking a deep breath, she raised her head and called out in a clear and loud voice: "Two nobles, I know who the murderer is!"

  ……

  At this time, Lu Ying's words were like water falling into a pot of oil, "sizzling" and making the whole pot of oil boil.

  Suddenly, everyone turned their heads and all eyes were on Lu Xuan!

  Under the gaze of everyone's astonishment, Lu Xuan stepped forward. As she walked, the crowd hastily made way for her. Even the Golden Armor Guards who were blocking people from advancing let her pass through.

  Lu Xuan entered the scene, but instead of directly meeting with the two adults as she had said, she hastily walked to the front of the group of young men and bowed her head in greeting.

  After carefully examining the young men from head to toe, and then to their feet, the girl Lu Yue surprisingly stepped forward without regard for etiquette, bent down to lift up the chins of those boys who were lowering their heads, and closely scrutinized their faces.

  Seeing Lu Xuan's actions, many people looked at each other in dismay. A middle-aged man in a fine robe furrowed his brow and said: "What is this little girl doing?"

  At this time, a low voice came from the carriage, seemingly with a hidden smile and a gentle tone, "This little girl, what she said earlier was nonsense. Now that she's mixed in, she's busy finding the culprit!" The voice lowered slightly, seeming to laugh but not quite, "Really bold, isn't it?"

  The middle-aged man in the luxurious carriage had been about to lose his temper, but upon hearing the voice from the horse-drawn vehicle, he was taken aback. He exchanged a glance with another nobleman and simultaneously swallowed back the rebuke that was on the verge of escaping his lips.

  At this time, Lu Xuan had already scrutinized a dozen or so young men, of course, she missed Lu Yun.

  After sizing up the young men, Lu Yue hastily came to the side of the carriage. At this moment, Qi Gong's body was placed beside the carriage, and two coroners were examining it.

  Lu Xuan walked to one side, glanced at the short sword inserted in Qiu Gong's chest, and then walked to another side, opening his right palm to examine it.

  She was a young girl with a ponytail and pigtails, starting to deceive people, now she's putting on an air of investigating the case, simply treating everyone as if they were nothing. Finally, the middle-aged dignitary turned his face cold, he said in a low voice: "Bring someone, take this deceitful woman away!"

  "Yes!"

  The sound of footsteps came, and in the blink of an eye, two Jinwu guards walked up to Lu Yue's back and stretched out their hands, ready to drag her away!

  At this moment, Lu Xuan suddenly raised his head and said loudly: "Gentlemen, Qiu Gong has been noble all his life, and there is nothing he cannot say to people. Now that he is dead, do you want to add a few innocent lives to him, and tarnish his reputation for a lifetime?"

  As soon as this was said, the two nobles simultaneously furrowed their brows, and the two Golden Armor Guards who had followed behind Lu Yue also stiffened.

  She raised her head, and with a piercing gaze at the two dignitaries, she said solemnly: "This humble woman thinks that in this world, whether it's for wealth or to take lives, there must be a motive. And most of the young people here are without motive. Whether they are innocent or not, it doesn't need this humble woman to explain, as all of you dignitaries also understand." Without waiting for the reaction from the several dignitaries, she suddenly turned around and walked away from the two Golden Armor Guards, taking large strides towards the kneeling group of young people.

  She clearly knew that in the eyes of her superiors, there was no such thing as an innocent or guilty speech. The lives of the lower classes were like grass, and she had to convince them that justice would not work, the only useful thing was to find the murderer!

  Lu Yun, who had been in a daze all along, suddenly lifted his head. Seeing Lu Yue, his eyes widened instantly, and big tears rolled down his cheeks in an instant.

  Lu Ying didn't look at her brother, she just walked up to one of the young men and stared at him, saying in a low voice: "Lang Jun, what's your surname?"

  She saw a young man questioning her alone, and the crowd was stunned. Two dignitaries also furrowed their brows, one of whom shook his head and stopped several Jinwu guards from approaching Lu Yue.