The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Zhu Yuxiu was frightened by this kind of battle, she nodded, and took Wang Yanqing's words down for a while. The two of them were busy changing their clothes as fast as they could. Wang Yanqing folded the old clothes wet with ice cream, turned around and said to Zhu Yuxiu, "Control your expression, we are going out."

Zhu Yuxiu took a deep breath and nodded, indicating that she was ready. Wang Yanqing immediately opened the door and walked towards her brother naively.

"Brother, we're out."

Lu Heng and the old slave had been waiting in the lobby. Hearing Wang Yanqing's voice, he turned around and smiled to catch his sister. When passing by Zhu Yuxiu, Lu Heng smiled lightly and gestured to Zhu Yuxiu politely.

Zhu Yuxiu thought of the "we" that Wang Yanqing had just said, and a layer of cold sweat oozes from her palms, and she involuntarily squeezed the skirt tightly.

Wang Yanqing coquettishly complained to Lu Heng that the locker room was too shabby. It took her a long time to get used to it, but Lu Heng always listened patiently and looked like a very good brother. Lu Heng motioned to the attendant to go to the locker room to take out the old clothes, and said, "Girl, I'm so sorry today, this dress is taken as an apology for you from our brothers and sisters. I'll have your old clothes washed and returned in person. to the girl."

If it was the original, Zhu Yuxiu would definitely refuse. How could her clothes be taken away by strangers? But now that she knew the identities of these two people, she nodded with a blank face: "Okay, thank you two."

Wang Yanqing nestled beside her brother tenderly, but she was thinking that Zhu Yuxiu had said something wrong. She shouldn't have thanked them.

Just a word, no one should find out.

Wang Yanqing and Lu Heng returned to the inn with their clothes. In order to hide their eyes and ears, they also bought two clothes on the street. After returning to the inn, Lu Heng asked Zhu Yuxiu's clothes to be starched and washed, and emphasized that it was urgent and they would use it today.

After waiting for the shop assistant to leave, Wang Yanqing asked, "Why are you in such a hurry? I'm afraid it's almost night when the clothes are dried."

"Later, things change." Lu Heng said briefly, "The ship is still at the port, we have to go back as soon as possible, it is best to leave tonight."

Money can make a ghost run the mill. After Lu Heng ordered expedited, the clean clothes were sent back in the afternoon, and they even smoked incense. Lu Heng and Wang Yanqing pretended to be the young masters and young ladies of a wealthy family and went out with a few entourages and walked to the shack.

They walked all the way to the front of Zhu's house, and knocked on the door generously. Zhu Yuxiu opened the door, and when she saw it was them, her eyes widened unexpectedly.

Obviously, she didn't expect them to come so soon.

Wang Yanqing said with a smile, "Miss Zhu, I'm sorry for soiling your clothes today. I'll have the maids clean them after I go back, and I'll bring you clothes."

Zhu Yuxiu responded, opened the door, and made room: "You have a job. Let's talk about it first."

Wang Yanqing walked in with her skirt in her hand, and she swept the surroundings calmly. It was a simple courtyard in Gusu, with a patio surrounded by a small house, and a few vegetables were grown in the small courtyard. Very clean. When the people in the room heard the voice, they trembled and asked, "Xiu'er, who is here?"

In order not to frighten her grandmother, Zhu Yuxiu didn't tell her what she encountered today, and even the old servant didn't tell her. She raised her voice and said, "Grandma, that's what I told you at noon, the group of people I met on the street. They've come to bring me clothes."

When the grandmother of the Zhu family heard this, she hurried out and kept saying, "They asked you to buy clothes. How did you make this happen? Give the money back quickly."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yanqing quickly declined: "You are welcome, old lady, it is our disrespect, and this is what we should pay to Miss Zhu."

The Zhu family's grandmother refused, speaking sternly in Wu language. Wang Yanqing could not understand, but she thought that Lord Zhu Wan was stubborn and stubborn, maybe she was like Grandma Zhu. Taking advantage of Wang Yanqing's attraction to Grandma Zhu's attention, Lu Heng winked at Zhu Yuxiu. Zhu Yuxiu understood and said, "I have a few of you to bring it over in person. Put it here."

Lu Heng followed into the room, and the guards stood in the doorway, obscuring the sight in all directions. Zhu Yuxiu quickly took out a bag, which contained various letters and poetry collections. Lu Heng flipped through it and picked up a letter between his fingertips.

Lu Heng opened the letter and quickly scanned it. This is Zhu Wan's splendid letter, stating his experience since he became an official, most of which are related to the military governor and Japanese pirates. He wrote at the end: "I am poor, sick, and angry. I don't want to be a matchmaker. Even if the emperor doesn't want to kill me, the people of Fujian and Zhejiang will kill me.

I was poor, sick, and conceited, and I was not good at going to court. Even if the emperor did not want to kill me, the officials in Fujian and Zhejiang would definitely kill me. I die by myself, I don't need to pretend to be someone else.

It can be seen that Zhu Wan really died of grief, anger and disappointment. Lu Heng sighed secretly and put the letter away separately. He came to Suzhou to find out the cause of Zhu Wan's death, and having this unique letter is enough to send a message to the emperor.

The people behind silently and quickly hid the remaining documents, Zhu Yuxiu watched all this and did not dare to speak. For some reason, when she saw Lu Heng, she was always instinctively afraid. Zhu Yuxiu saw that Lu Heng had put away his father's book in person, and summoned up his courage to ask, "This... my lord, will my father's grievances be made clear?"

Lu Heng turned back and saw Zhu Yuxiu looking at him expectantly and fearfully. Seemingly expecting an answer, yet terrified of hearing a negative.