MTL - I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times-Chapter 70 The face is wrong

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Chapter 70 The face is wrong

Lingchu murmured in his heart, how could this person know that she was in the gambling house.

Come here specifically to look for her. Could it be that he ransacked the house and couldn't find any money, so he came to summon her again.

Ning Chuyi stopped and said softly, "When I came out to do some business, I happened to hear that you were in Changlefang, so I stopped by to take a look."

 Wei Feng on the side couldn't help but cursed in his heart when he heard this.

Your Excellency was obviously doing business at the Jinyiwei Yamen. When I heard Jinyiwei coming out to do business, he accidentally mentioned that he seemed to have seen Miss Ling entering Changlefang, so he hurried over.

Your Excellency, your expression changed when you heard that Miss Ling went to the gambling house.

This is a strange thing, they adults have always been people who don't change their expressions even if the mountain collapses.

If he hadn't known that the emperor was interested in Miss Ling's ability and told his lords to pay more attention to Miss Ling's safety, he would have almost suspected that their lords were attracted to Miss Ling and that's why he was so nervous.

Ning Chuyi didn't know that Wei Feng was slandering him, so he turned around and asked Ling Chu, "Why did Miss Ling go to a place like Changlefang where everyone is mixed up?"

"My maid was taken to the gambling house by Hu Batian. I couldn't let anything happen to her, so I came to Changlefang to ask for her help."

Ning Chuyi didn't expect that she was here to find a maid. The feeling that Miss Ling gave him was that it wouldn't be unusual for her to come to Changlefang to gamble.

Ning Chuyi didn't know why he had this idea. He was silent and then said, "What happened to Steward Tao's injury?"

 Although Tao Cheng said that he was injured by the fall, Ning Chuyi did not believe it.

  When mentioning this matter, Ling Chu looked gloating, "That steward Tao met an unlucky man. The Prince of Ping County and the eldest son of the Minister of War were fighting in a gambling house. He went to break up the fight, but was accidentally injured."

 Ling Chu had no sympathy for Tao Cheng at all.

 The peace talisman she gave her was actually a scrap of talisman paper she drew. Although it can ensure safety, the effect is mediocre and can only last for two days at most.

 Two days later, the talisman was just a piece of waste paper.

Ning Chuyi was speechless.

On the way here, he happened to meet Prince Pingjun and the eldest young master of the Ministry of War who were leaving Changlefang. There were no injuries on either of them.

I didn’t expect that Tao Cheng would be beaten so badly when he tried to break up the fight.

Looks like really unlucky.

Ning Chuyi and Wei Feng didn't think much about Ling Chu's words, and they had no idea that Tao Cheng was really entangled by the unlucky puppet.

Since Master Ning did not come to her to help find money, Ling Chu planned to go back with the two maids.

Ning Chuyi said, "We found some clues about Lu Chengliu."

Remembering that Yu Xiuyue's matter had not yet been resolved, Ling Chu's words of farewell came to his lips and he hurriedly swallowed them back.

 “What did you find?”

Ning Chuyi said, "If Miss Ling is not busy, why not sit in the teahouse?"

They are still standing in front of the gate of Changlefang. There are so many people coming and going here that it is really not suitable for talking.

The affairs after Ge's death were not finished yet. Ling Chu sent Liu Xiangju and Xia Zhi back to continue with the funeral arrangements. Then he turned around and got into the carriage, intending to go to the teahouse to hear what Mr. Ning had found out.

Ning Chuyi took Ling Chu to Qingyun Street, a teahouse called Mingxue Pavilion.

The decoration of this teahouse is elegant. After following Ning Chuyi to the private room on the second floor and sitting down by the window, Ling Chu discovered that there was an academy not far away opposite.

After the waiter served tea, Ling Chu looked away from the window and asked Ning Chuyi, "What did you find out about Lu Chengliu?"

Ning Chuyi took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and began to talk about the situation discovered by his Jin Yiwei.

According to the investigation, Lu Chengliu was a student from a small county town in Dengzhou Prefecture. He had only a widowed mother in his family. He went to Beijing to study alone six months ago. Although his family is not rich, he is a very hard-working and diligent student.

His academic performance is pretty good and his temperament is gentle. In the academy, both his master and his classmates spoke well of him.

However, the Jin Yiwei who investigated the case did not find out that there was a girl named Yu Xiuyue around Lu Chengliu, but they found that Lu Chengliu seemed to be dating the sister of a classmate who was from a wealthy family. Originally, my classmate's family wanted to get engaged to Lu Chengliu, but they heard that Lu Chengliu accidentally fell and injured his head, so the engagement was put on hold for the time being.

The classmate's family is planning to wait until he recovers from his injuries before proposing an engagement.

Ning Chuyi took a scroll from Wei Feng, opened it and laid it on the table.

 “This is the Lu Chengliu.”

Lingchu glanced at the portrait and twitched his lips.

Although this painting is quite clear, it would be difficult to match it with a real person.

Ning Chuyi also knew that this painting was disliked. His guards in royal robes were doing well in investigating the case, but the painting was really average.

“Miss Ling is good at painting. When you have the opportunity, could you please give me some advice on the painter of our Yamen?”

In order to track down the wanted criminals, the yamen hired a painter to draw portraits of the wanted criminals. But compared to Miss Ling, the artist's painting skills were far behind.

Giving advice on painting techniques was not a difficult task. Ling Chu could not refuse, so he could only nod in agreement.

“Lu Chengliu is studying at Changfeng Academy. It’s almost time for school to end, so we should see him come out.”

Lingchu glanced at Changfeng Academy not far away. No wonder Master Ning brought her to the teahouse near the academy. It turned out that he wanted her to match the real person with the portrait.

 The entrance to the academy was quiet at this time, and no one was seen. Those students should still be attending classes inside.

 …

 Changfeng Academy, Bamboo Study Class.

 A gentleman with a gray beard was dividing a stack of papers in his hand.

 This is the paper that was just tested yesterday. The master has finished marking it. The students whose names are called go up to the stage to receive their papers.

The master glanced down at the paper in his hand with the second grade written in red pen, raised his head and called out, "Lu Chengliu."

Lu Chengliu, who was dressed in a blue-gray student uniform, responded and walked respectfully to the Master.

The master handed the paper over with a pity look in his eyes.

Lu Chengliu noticed his gaze and felt tense. He lowered his head and reached out to take the paper as if nothing had happened.

The master looked at his back as he walked back, feeling regretful.

This Lu Chengliu used to be very good at school. He used to get first-class grades in most of his subjects. However, since he broke his brain after a fall, his grades have been far worse than before.

Even though my hand was injured, my handwriting is not as good as before. It’s a pity.

Lu Chengliu took the paper and walked to his seat. Although the master didn't say anything, the look in his eyes made him feel uncomfortable.

The classmate next to him accidentally glanced at his hands holding the paper and frowned.

Noticing the strange look in his eyes, Lu Chengliu looked down and realized that the paper had been torn by his hands due to too much force.

His heart skipped a beat, and Lu Chengliu quickly smoothed the paper.

The classmate glanced at the words "B" and "B" on his paper, and his doubts were relieved. No wonder the papers were all torn, it turned out that he didn't do well in the exam.

Lu Chengliu tried his best to calm himself down and managed to stay until school was over. He hurriedly packed up his books and prepared to go back.

“That is Lu Chengliu.” Ning Chuyi suddenly pointed at a man at the entrance of the academy and said.

Lingchu looked along his fingers and suddenly said, "This person's face is wrong..."

Lingchu: Do you want to read fortune tellers?

No copper coins are needed, just tickets.

  

  

 (End of this chapter)

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