Wanjin Lady

Chapter 314 Jia's Determination

"Maybe Junior Sister Wen and my fifth cousin have some business competition, but Junior Sister Wen would definitely not kill to silence someone."

Xiong Daiping had a good impression of Wen Wan. That young lady traveled across mountains and rivers to save her father. How could a filial person be so vicious?

Looking at Jia's face, which was full of hatred and distorted, Xiong Daiping had a plan in mind.

It seems that Jia is getting too obsessed with something.

Even Lord Wu looked worried. "Madam Jia, although Manager Wen has a motive, he doesn't have the time to commit the crime, and he has an alibi. Please don't wrongly accuse a good person. Investigating cases is the duty of my office. Don't worry, we won't wrongly accuse a good person, nor will we let the bad guys go unpunished. This is not the place for you. You should go home as soon as possible."

Cheng Yunzhang stood in front of Jia Shi and gestured to the old maid beside her to support her. "Send my third aunt back."

Jia was indignant and resentful, but she did not dare to argue with the two adults.

After Xiong Daiping and Lord Wu left, Jia feinted a shot and returned to Tianxian Tower. She gathered the shopkeeper and the waiter together again and asked, "Did you two really not see the murderer come in or out?"

The two shook their heads. "Oh, Madam Jia, we really didn't see her come in! There were only a few guests that afternoon. I remember it clearly."

After receiving the confirmed news, Jia returned to the private room behind Tianxian Building.

The old servant saw her looking around the room, out the window, and then walking to the rockery. "What are you looking for, Madam?"

"Didn't you hear what the shopkeeper and the waiter said? Didn't you see Wen Wan coming in and out? If she didn't come from the main gate, then she must have come from the sky..." Jia's gaze fell to the lake again, "Or she must have come down from under the water."

The old servant's eyelids were twitching.

Judging from Jia's tone, she clearly regarded Wen Wan as the murderer.

Jia was a dull person, and she always liked to dwell on trivial matters. Now that Master Yuan Wu was dead, Jia was in great pain, and she was only barely holding on to her last breath in order to avenge Master Wu. Now that she had a tiny clue, she would naturally grab it and hold on to it.

Jia then asked the shopkeeper, "Can this lake be connected to the outside world?"

The shopkeeper shook his head. "I don't know. We're surrounded by mountains and water. The lake is so big, and no one has ever dug it out to look underneath."

Jia's heart hardened, and she said to the old servant, "Go to the dock and ask two people who are good at swimming to dive down and take a look. I'll go to Lanyue Pavilion and take a look."

Before leaving, Jia gave the young man five taels of silver and said, "Young man, if that woman appears before you again, would you recognize her?"

The waiter was overjoyed to receive the silver, not noticing Jia's expression at all. He readily agreed, "I recognize it! I recognize it!"

As long as there is a lot of money, how can you not recognize it?

The next day, the sky was clear and the breeze was gentle.

Early in the morning, a few magpies landed on the crooked tree outside the door, chirping non-stop.

Aunt Chen said, "I'm afraid there will be another happy event!"

Why say again.

Of course, it was because the news of Yuan Goro’s death spread throughout the city.

She didn't like any of the people from the third branch of the Yuan family, so if they died, it would be considered a happy event.

Liu Yiyi had already packed all the bags, big and small, leaving only some pots and pans for cooking, and bedding for sleeping. When the time came, she would wrap them in blankets and stuff them into another carriage.

Liu Yiyi calculated that as long as the master was released from prison safely, they could set off back to Ping County within an hour.

Sure enough, the official in charge of criminal justice in the government office came to report soon, saying that the Ministry of Justice had received a document, and Lord Xiong was preparing to hand over the document, and asked Wen Wan to go and sign to pick up the person.

"Oh my! What a wonderful thing!" Hongmei and Liu Yiyi exclaimed, quickly changing into new clothes and preparing dust, coarse salt, brazier, and other items. Chen Ma and the wet nurse stayed at home to take care of the two children, while the others followed Wen Wan in a carriage to the government office to pick up Old Man Wen.

The carriage swayed and moved at a moderate pace, and Wen Wan's heart slowly settled down.

Old Man Wen is finally getting released from prison!

When passing by a restaurant, Wen Wan ordered another table of food and asked someone to send it to her home. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got on the carriage, she collided head-on with another carriage. The restaurant refused to give way, and the two carriages were blocked in the middle of the road.

Hongmei, who was driving the carriage, spoke in a tense voice, the veins on her hand holding the reins bulging as she said to Wenwan behind her, "Miss, this is the carriage of the third branch of the Yuan family."

"Just say hello and greet each other."

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Jia's pale and blue face appeared in front of him.

Wen Wan naturally recognized Jia's family, she knew everyone in the Yuan family.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Wen Wan nodded slightly, her expression indifferent, "Mrs. Yuan San."

But she was puzzled. Yuanqi was dead, but her mother didn't rush to arrange the funeral, but instead ran to the street to block her carriage. Why?

"Miss Wen." As if seeing through Wen Wan's doubts, Madam Yuan San spoke first, "Are you going to the government office too?"

and also?
Mrs. Yuan San came from the direction of the government office.

"I just went to the government office to sign the documents. I heard from the official that they received the document from the Ministry of Justice yesterday, acquitting Manager Wen. I guess Miss Wen is going to take her father home? I congratulate Miss Wen first. But my son just passed away, and I'm busy with trivial matters at home, so I have to go home."

Wen Wan then said, "Madam Jia, I am deeply saddened by your loss."

Jia lowered the curtains and the two carriages drove in opposite directions.

After the Wen family carriage drove away, Jia turned around and asked the waiter from Tianxianlou who was sitting in the carriage, "Did you hear it clearly? Was that her voice that day?"

The waiter might have been suddenly dragged here by Jia to confess the crime. He knew the matter was of grave importance and dared not speak out carelessly. However, he was unwilling to let go of the silver in Jia's purse, so he stammered, "Does the voice sound a bit like the murderer?"

"Are you sure it's her?"

The waiter began to call out, "My dear Madam Jia! That Miss Wen just said a few words. This...this...I hear at least a hundred times the sound of this every day, and this...this...is really hard to judge. I can only say that it sounds very similar."

Jia's face darkened, knowing that the waiter was trying to trick her for money. "What about her appearance and figure?"

The waiter paused for a moment, "Yeah! They're about the same size, thin and small..."

Jia's heart was pounding. "Then do you dare to testify in court?"

As he spoke, the old servant stuffed over another ten taels of silver.

This time, the waiter didn't dare take over. "Madam Jia, that woman was wearing a veil... I really couldn't recognize her. If I were to testify in court, not only would my conscience be disturbed, but even if Miss Wen isn't the murderer, I'd still be imprisoned for perjury!"

The waiter pushed the silver back and began to back down. "Madam Jia, this murder case is of great importance. You'd better find some more solid evidence. I have a bad memory and I'm afraid I'll get in your way!"

When the waiter saw that the situation was not right, he immediately jumped off the carriage and ran away.

Jia was so angry that she pounded the wall, "What a coward!"

The old servant was afraid that Jia would get too obsessed with it, so he cautiously advised, "Madam, nothing was found under the lake in Tianxian Tower, and the shopkeeper of Lanyue Pavilion testified that Miss Wen had been in her room that day. Perhaps... perhaps Miss Wen is not the murderer?"