Less than an hour later, Yun Zhaobai arrived at the gate of the Magistrate Office, having hurried there as soon as he was informed. Seeing several servants armed with wooden sticks following behind the bailiffs, he quickly asked, “Excuse me, my name is Yun Zhaobai. May I ask where you are all headed?”
“The magistrate has sent people to capture the assailant. He’s worried there won’t be enough hands, so we’re going along to help,” one of the servants replied solemnly, rolling up his sleeves. “Rest assured, Young Master Yun. Our magistrate is just and fearless; he won’t let the scoundrel who dared to harm Miss Yun get away.”
Yun Zhaobai hurried into the inner courtyard behind the main hall of the office and saw Fuyi sitting at a stone table, with refreshments in front of her. The magistrate was animatedly recounting the bizarre cases he had solved over the years.
Seeing this scene, Yun Zhaobai’s anxiety and worry instantly faded.
“Uncle, you’re amazing! Even such cunning criminals can’t escape you. Your hard work must have benefited countless people.”
“Oh, it’s nothing, really. To study and become an official is to protect the people.”
“Your only flaw, Uncle, is that you’re too humble. If all the officials in the land were like you, what a wonderful world it would be.”
“Niece, you praise me too much, too much.”
Yun Zhaobai: “…”
“Ah, my dear nephew has arrived, come, come, have a seat.”
Seeing the overly enthusiastic magistrate, Yun Zhaobai recalled how, three days ago, the same man had politely called him ‘Young Master Yun.’
In the blink of an eye, he had already become a ‘dear nephew’
Flattery really is a sharp sword that could destroy a person’s resolve!
…
…
At Ning Wang Manor.
“Wangye, terrible news!” An attendant knelt beside Ning Wang’s bed. “Wang San has been arrested.”
Ning Wang, feverish from his wound, opened his eyes and sat up, his face expressionless. “How did he get caught?”
“After parting ways with Yun Fuyi last night, she didn’t return home but went directly to Magistrate Office. Upon her report, the bailiffs conducted a search overnight, and before dawn, Wang San was discovered.” The attendant was furious. “Yun Fuyi is clearly bent on opposing us! Wangye, this woman must not be spared.”
In this kind of incident, it’s always tit for tat. Who on earth would go honestly reporting it to the authorities?!
She must be crazy!
The room was dark without even a single candle. “Get out!” Ning Wang clutched his painfully throbbing wound.
From outside the door came the voice of a eunuch. “Wangye, His Imperial Highness the Prince has sent a messenger to invite you to the Metropolitan Magistrate Office.”
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Author’s Note:
Fuyi: “When in trouble, go to the authorities. How am I wrong?”
Translator’s Note:
Sorry this chapter’s a bit too short >_<
I tried to split as evenly as possible, but sometimes I have to prioritize splitting chapters where it fit better storywise over maintaining word counts.
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