Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 277 The Book Has Its Own Yan Ruyu

Liu Linsheng withdrew from his memories, only to realize that he had been standing in the alley looking at the Du Mansion for a long time.

she doesn't seem to remember at all

He knew it clearly, he knew it a long time ago, but he still couldn't help being disappointed. At that time, he just thought that maybe his appearance had changed too much, or maybe he was too sloppy when they first met, so Miss Du didn't remember him.

It's just... She actually forgot all about it.

He seemed to have no reason to bother her.

The day when Liu Linsheng returned to his hometown in Lingzhou was getting closer and closer. He no longer came to visit Master Du, but only wrote letters to say hello from time to time, or mentioned some new books he had read.

Du Shuhai has been an official for many years. Although he has a straight personality, he is not a person who likes to force others to accept his daughter, so his relationship with Liu Linsheng faded.

The concierge of Du's mansion was still wondering why Mr. Liu didn't come to visit him anymore, and only found out what happened after asking someone.

The concierge had a good taste, and couldn't help curling his lips, arguing for the injustice for his eldest lady, who thought he was a dutiful gentleman, but he didn't expect that he would stop thinking after only a few days.

Later, I suddenly heard that it seemed that Ms. Du rejected the gentleman.

Things in this world are really unpredictable.

Even more unpredictable things are yet to come.

On February 25th, an earth-shattering event happened in the Du Mansion. Master Du's only daughter, Du Man, was assassinated to death. The murderer was a relative of a prisoner who was sentenced to death many years ago.

Because he was dissatisfied with Du Shuhai's fair and selfless judgment, he endured it for many years, bribed the guards of Du's mansion, sneaked into Miss Du's boudoir, and killed her.

Master Du was so sad that he became seriously ill, and the whole mansion was in chaos.

The concierge had already come out of Du's mansion with his bags on his back. Recently, Master Du dismissed many of his servants and told those who wanted to leave to squeak and leave after taking the money.

The concierge took a look at the barren and messy vegetation that had grown in the Du mansion within a few days, bowed to the main house again and again, and finally left.

"What's this called... What a good person, just gone."

"The murderer really has no conscience. Mr. Du has a very good reputation in Lingzhou. He is said to be a very honest and honest official. The sentencing of those large and small cases is to investigate the truth again and again. We will never allow a person to be wronged." Good man, those local dignitaries are scared, although Master Du has a clear conscience, he has always had a clear conscience."

"It's unreasonable for such a good person to suffer the pain of bereavement at an old age!!"

The murderer has now been escorted to the prison of Dali Temple, awaiting trial by the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

Du Man is the daughter of a fifth-rank official. She was assassinated to death at home, not only a provocation to the court law, but also a threat to the nobles living in Pingkangfang.

If everyone wants to vent their anger and commit crimes for the death of criminals, how can the laws of the day be enforced?How are the people stable?
As soon as Shang Shufu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice received the case, he couldn't believe it at first. Du Jiujiu almost held his precious daughter in his palm and pampered him. Assassinated?died?how is this possible!

Not to mention that Pingkangfang has guards checking every day, Du Mansion should also have guards, that little girl...is still so young.

But when the Minister of the Ministry of Justice saw the word Du Man written on the pleading paper, he was silent for a moment, sighed, and said to the people around him: "Prepare the horse."

When Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice arrived at Du's mansion, he bumped into a young man, who immediately fell down, as if he was a scholar in green shirt and belt.

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Liu Linsheng hesitated at the ferry, and the classmates and friends around him couldn't help asking: "Did Linsheng leave something in the hotel?"

"No." The man replied softly.

The imperial court allowed them Jinshi and fellow Jinshi to return to their hometowns to visit their relatives, and then return to the capital to accept their assignments in the summer.

Through the bustling carriages and horses and the endless voices of people, Liu Linsheng's eyes jumped, as if he was looking for something, he was holding a sachet in his hand, and his warm eyes were full of hope.

After leaving here, he might never see Miss Du again.

He plucked up his courage to write a petition letter the day before yesterday, expressing his feelings boldly in his heart. The letter mentioned Miss Du's generosity many years ago. Missing her.

The letter reads: "Ms. Du, Lin Sheng lost his father, and his parents died. In the six years since Jiahe, there was a severe drought in Yongzhou. Lin Sheng went to Lingzhou alone. On the way, he encountered a refugee riot and was trampled on by crowded refugees. Injured my left leg to the point where it's unbearable."

When the ink is written here, it seems that the emotion is heavier, so that the ink stains wet the white paper.

"Thanks to Miss's help, Lin Sheng is unforgettable. At first, he volunteered to tie a grass ring to repay him. After Lingzhou Township Examination, he caught a glimpse of Zhizhou Mansion, which is unforgettable."

"Let's go and say goodbye, maybe it will be difficult to meet again, Lin Sheng is unwilling, so I boldly write to you, if Miss Du is willing to give you another chance..."

Has Miss Du received the letter?
Or... She has disgusted herself so far, and she is unwilling to give a clear refusal.

Even if she sent someone to return the token he sent, it would be better than no response.

Liu Linsheng stood at the ferry, feeling more and more disappointed in his heart. Finally, he forgot to take a look at the way he came, and heeded the call of the boatman, and stepped on the bed with one foot.

At this moment, the concierge also passed by here. He wanted to leave the capital immediately by boat and return to his hometown in Lingzhou. The chance meeting with Liu Linsheng made the concierge startled, his mouth opened wide, and he unconsciously shouted: "Young Master Liu, please slow down!"

Liu Linsheng turned around and found that it was the concierge of the Du Mansion. He was a little puzzled and asked, "Why are you here? Are you not on duty today?"

Did he take a closer look, there was a luggage hanging on the porter's back, he seemed to be going on a long journey, before he could ask any doubts, the porter said with trembling lips: "Young Master Liu, Missy...she has gone."

"What did you say?" Liu Linsheng heard the news suddenly, and before he could recover, he heard the porter continue: "Master Du's family has an assassin, and Missy died unfortunately."

Liu Linsheng froze in place, at a loss, he felt as if two voices appeared in his mind for a moment, one was saying: "She is gone, isn't your persistence for many years just to stand in front of her, all your wishes now, Long-cherished thoughts and joys that have no place to rest have all fallen into nothingness, where should you go?"

Another voice deceived himself: "Impossible, Mr. Du is a fifth-rank magistrate, an official appointed by the court, how could his only daughter be assassinated so easily, are those guards full of money?!"

"Young Master Liu! Young Master Liu!" The concierge looked at him sympathetically. These days, he felt the most intuitively how the scholar named Liu had a deep-rooted affection for Miss Du. His sweetheart disappeared in a blink of an eye. He was afraid that he was going crazy.

Liu Linsheng wasn't crazy at the moment, he was just in a state of confusion. For a while, he felt that Du Man's voice was still in his ears, and for a while, he went back to when he was reading at night in the academy, and the scroll was accidentally filled with her name.

He suddenly said to his classmates: "You go first, I have some things to deal with."

After finishing speaking, the corners of his eyes were already scarlet, and when he arrived nearby, he exchanged silver taels for a horse, and galloped towards the most prosperous area of ​​the capital. The corners of his eyes flew out obliquely, flashing a cold and crystal light in the sun.

　I don’t know if you think it’s cruel or not, but I think it’s a bit of a knife to myself,
　　
　
(End of this chapter)