In the dormitory, under the dim light, Mrs. Lu was disheveled, her hair was in a bun, and her face was pale. She fell down beside the bed and murmured.
"My third brother is going to be hurt..."
Mr. Lu, who was pacing back and forth outside, heard this and shouted angrily: "Don't talk nonsense. What does it have to do with the third brother? Didn't I tell you that the man is dead and his face is burned. You can't even recognize who it is."
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy. Fortunately, he had the foresight to find a countryman whom no one knew to do this.
But then he was embarrassed again.
This countryman was too stupid. Instead of killing others, he killed himself.
Did he really kill himself?
Mr. Lu had a question in his mind, but he immediately denied it. What if it was not the case? Did the maid kill him?
It's really funny.
Mr. Lu shook off this idea and sat down aside.
"So the current development of the case is that Linglongfang thinks that some colleagues are jealous, so they want to murder the newly found embroiderer, that is, the little maid?" He took a deep breath and asked.
The steward who was watching this matter in Xu Cheng nodded repeatedly: "That's it for now, the owner of Linglongfang has also gone to the government."
Mr. Lu exhaled again. Earlier, the eldest wife sent people to go to Linglongfang to provoke him, and the ungrateful shopkeeper regarded him as an opponent. So that's fine.
"Anyone who does business is not hated by others. All his colleagues are enemies. There are dozens of embroidery workshops in Xucheng alone. Let the government investigate them." He said.
No matter how many times I searched, I couldn't find anything to do with them. They had no grudge against Linglongfang.
"Master, you are confused." Mrs. Lu rushed out from inside.
Seeing the lady with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, the steward was startled and wanted to leave, but the master didn't say anything and could only lower his head lower.
"We have no grudge against Linglongfang, but if Linglongfang is involved, that little maid has a backer and will take the opportunity to sue us to the government."
Mr. Lu frowned: "Without any basis or proof, what kind of complaint could she make? Besides, if it is known that she has something to do with us, Linglongfang may not necessarily protect her. No matter how good her embroidery skills are, Linglongfang will not at least let Linglong
We will fight tooth and nail for her."
Their Lu family's status will make Linglongfang consider and retreat.
There is no enmity between the Lu family and Linglongfang, so Linglongfang will not be confused.
"If it were the same as before, of course I wouldn't care." Mrs. Lu said, glancing at the steward who was standing with his head bowed, "But the new prefect of Xu Cheng is like a mad dog. What happened to the Ning family before was just a daughter-in-law who married outside.
, can’t reach us, now who knows if he will take the opportunity to bite us.”
Is it possible? Probably not. Mr. Lu didn’t say anything, and he clenched his hands slightly on his knees.
In the past few years, he has been happy and has control over everything, but at this moment, he doesn't know what will happen next.
Probably because the Ning family's downfall was too sudden, he felt that something was different about the world.
Although he felt that it was a bit embarrassing to do so, he could not bear Mrs. Lu's sadness, so Mr. Lu could only wait for dawn and follow Xu Cheng's steward out.
After a bumpy night, I don’t know how long I will be worried.
How to find out news when you arrive in Xucheng?
If he took the initiative to inquire, would it appear that he was a thief and make the prefect pay more attention to him?
However, Mr. Lu didn't worry for long. On the second day after arriving in Xucheng, when he decided to put aside all thoughts and take a nap to calm down, the steward came over with a slightly pale face.
"Master." He whispered, "Qi, Miss Qixing is here."
Who is Qixing? Mr. Lu is a little confused.
"That little maid." The steward could only change his title.
Mr. Lu suddenly understood, was that little maid called Qixing? How did he know? What did he call her?
Immediately he shuddered again and stood up.
"What?" he asked, "are you bringing people from the government?"
Come directly to arrest people?!
"No, no," the steward said hurriedly, "She was alone, with a maid, and she said she came to see the fabrics."
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"I am the embroiderer of Linglongfang."
The lady stood in the store and said, sweeping across the counter with a calm expression, and gently stroking the billowing fabric with her hand.
"Let's see if there's any fresh fabric."
Aren't the embroidery shops always looking down on the materials from their cloth shops? The shop assistant curled his lips inwardly. Just as he was about to greet the shopkeeper lazily, who was standing behind the counter fiddling with his calculations, he suddenly raised his head.
"Linglongfang?" he asked blurtly.
In the past, he didn't care about Linglongfang, but at this moment...
The young lady looked over, her eyes like stars.
"Yes, Linglongfang." She said, "Recently, our shopkeeper, Ms. Dong, has been busy because of a case involved. I plan to share her worries and make a new style of embroidery, so I came to pick out the fabrics I need.
.”
Her eyes wandered around the store.
"But these fabrics are not suitable. I wonder if the owner of your store is here..."
She looked at the shopkeeper.
"My name is Qixing. I once lived in Yucheng. I have long admired the name of Mr. Lu, the great master of the Lu family. I wonder if I am lucky enough to meet him. Please introduce him to me. What high-quality ingredients are available recently?"
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Lu's Cloth Shop has a more luxurious reception room than Linglongfang, with exquisite refreshments, gorgeous decorations, and even the window lattice is made into the shape of a crabapple flower.
Mr. Lu stood behind the window, looking through the crabapple lattice at the girl sitting inside.
Although I have raised her at home for more than five years, not only do I not know her name, I can't even remember her appearance. Who cares about an orphan girl?
However, after all, he had been living with the Lu family for more than five years, and he recognized him when he saw him.
"She said she wanted to talk to me?" He turned to the shopkeeper and asked in a low voice.
The shopkeeper whispered: "She also made an excuse to look at the fabric, obviously hiding her relationship with our family, so sir, she is..."
Mr. Lu snorted coldly: "She is here to blackmail me."
I want to use this opportunity to return to their Lu family and settle the marriage with Yi Zhi.
This orphan girl really underestimated her.
"Ah Qi." Master Lu turned around, walked to the door next to him, pushed the door open, and called directly, "You're here."
Qixing looked towards the door with a calm expression and finished the last bite of snacks.
Qing Pheasant, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but feel his blood surge and clenched his hands tightly before he could look at Mr. Lu who came in.
"Uncle Lu," Qixing said, without standing up or saluting, "Breach of trust is fine, but murder and arson are a bit too much, right?"
How can this maid be as gentle and delicate as her family said?
Mr. Lu's steps stagnated slightly, and he subconsciously looked around. This was his shop, and everyone belonged to him.
"Don't talk nonsense without any basis." He said in a deep voice and sat down opposite Qixing. "Taking revenge for personal gain will not end well."
Qixing smiled and said, "When we were in court earlier, Master Gongcao, the chief clerk, asked who Linglongfang had enmity with, and also asked me." When he said this, he looked at Mr. Lu, "I said at the time that I would think about it."
In other words, there is no direct talk of having any grudge against the Lu family.
Think about it, think about it, you may be able to remember it, or you may not be able to remember it, it depends on what you think? Mr. Lu snorted in his heart, so it was indeed a threat.
