On March 18, the twenty-seventh year of the Apocalypse, a big event happened in the capital. Su Jinyuan, the third master of the security hall of the largest pharmacy in the capital, and Ji Hong, the oiran of Chunxiang Tower, were in love. Unexpectedly, Ji Hong was the person that the Seventh Prince was interested in.
Su Jinyuan took advantage of the fact that his two sisters were both concubines and mistresses in the palace, so he wanted to compete with the seventh prince for a woman.
On the night of March 16th, Su Jinyuan was killed on his way home after drinking wine. When the body was sent home, his face was scratched. Only a person with deep hatred could do such a thing.
Everyone is speculating that the Seventh Prince got angry because he failed to win her love, and secretly sent someone to do it.
The day after the Su family reported the case, the Ministry of Punishment sent people to start an investigation. The Su family was considered a relative of the emperor, and the eldest aunt of the Su family was the emperor's favorite concubine. Naturally, the Ministry of Punishment did not dare to neglect it.
The case was investigated quickly and concluded even more quickly. The results came out on March 18th. It turned out that the person who paid for the murder was not the Seventh Prince, but Su Jinyuan's good friend Ji Hong.
As for why Ji Hong committed the murder, it was probably because it was related to the reputation of the Su family and what was explained by the superiors. Therefore, the people in the Ministry of Punishment were very tight and no information was revealed, so the people could only make wild guesses.
The guesswork was that Ji Hong wanted to follow the Seventh Prince, but Su Jinyuan was not easy to offend, so he sent someone to kill Su Jinyuan.
Some people also think that maybe Ji Hong was unwilling to get along with Su Jinyuan and asked Su Jinyuan to accept her as his aunt. Su Jinyuan refused out of consideration for the dignity of the Su family, so Ji Hong had a grudge and killed her out of resentment.
No matter what kind of speculation it was, Ji Hong killed someone and was imprisoned by the Ministry of Punishment on the same day and sentenced to be executed in autumn.
Murder should be paid with life, and Ji Hong deserved it.
As for Su Jinyuan, he was a dandy. In addition to eating wine and gambling, he also often bullied the villagers. No one felt much regret when he died.
In the whole thing, there was only one person who made people feel sympathy from the bottom of their hearts - Xu Xiuyi, Su Jinyuan's new wife and the third grandma of the Su family.
——Digression——
Now each chapter must be 1,000 words long before it can be published. Unfortunately, Xiaojiu’s chapter is just that long, so I can only talk nonsense.
It’s been a long time since I wrote ancient prose. In fact, I still feel like writing ancient prose. This time I want to try a different style for my new article. I hope everyone can give me your strong support.
There are quite a lot of elements in the new article. I hope you all like it. It mainly focuses on house fights and business fights.
This article is also my only one, and I don’t intend to write about martial arts. Of course, the male protagonist is also capable of both civil and military skills, but this martial arts is not the other martial arts, at least not the kind of flying around, it is the male protagonist.
He has a few brushes. To put it bluntly, he is a practicing master. Haha, does this count as a spoiler?
In fact, my male protagonist in this article will not play charades with you. It should be said that as soon as he comes out, you will know who the male protagonist is.
As for the heroine, there is no doubt that Xu Xiuyi, I have always been incompetent in naming names, including the names of novels, but I still firmly believe in that sentence: It's your fault if you don't read one chapter, and it's my fault if you don't read one chapter.
When I write back to my old career, I think I am suitable for the kind of people who struggle with things. It is very difficult for me to control modern writing that is too warm, and I feel stuck every day.
Haha, that’s almost enough for 1,000 words.
The last thing I would like to say is: collect it for me, collect it for me, friends, collect it for me. My confidence has been shaken by modern literature. For classical Chinese, please give me some support.