Chapter 871: Full-level Boss Dressed As a Peasant Girl
Chapter 871: Reunion
Xiang Weinan was almost moved to tears by the sincerity and emotions conveyed in Shu Yu's letter. He had no idea that this girl had such excellent writing skills.
He carefully put away the letter and sighed, "Very well, whether this letter is for Master Qi or for the emperor, it is appropriate."
Master Qi already had a favorable impression of Shu Yu, and he was able to regain his official position thanks to her contribution.
This was Shu Yu's personal matter, and it wouldn't have any impact on Master Qi. He would naturally support her.
As for the emperor, with the mention of the master of Dongqing Temple, that alone carried significant weight. Not to mention that Shu Yu's concealment could be understood, and she wouldn't pose a threat to anyone. Xiang Weinan even felt that the bond between Shu Yu and the Lu family was rare and precious, so there was no need to worry.
However, Shu Yu had one concern.
"The case of the Shu family was handled by the Deputy Minister of the Court. According to the procedure, he should have investigated my whereabouts during the time I left the Shu family. I'm afraid that if I confess this matter, it will affect him."
"Oh, that won't happen." Xiang Weinan waved his hand dismissively. "Minister Jing is the emperor's man. The emperor entrusted him to uncover the crimes of the Shu family, but there were also other secret tasks. Moreover, when Minister Jing came to Dong'an Prefecture, it wasn't just him, but also the confidants of the Second and Third Princes. At that time, Minister Jing's performance seemed to have been overshadowed by those two. In other words, most of the things regarding the Shu family were discovered by them. If something was overlooked, it was their fault."
Shu Yu suddenly realized. Alright then, since it wouldn't harm Minister Jing, she might even be able to trap the Second and Third Princes. With that in mind, she entrusted the letter to Master Qi with peace of mind.
"Please help me deliver the letter to the capital as soon as possible. Make sure to personally hand it to Qi Chan."
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Xiang Weinan carefully sealed the letter and then asked, "Does Ah Yun know about this?"
"Yes, I discussed it with him."
Xiang Weinan didn't ask any further questions.
After finishing their business, Shu Yu prepared to return to Shishi Village. The rest of the Lu family was waiting for her in the courtyard.
When they saw her coming out, they gathered around her. "Ah Yu, is everything settled?"
"Yes, let's go. We still need to buy incense and paper money."
The Lu family had been away from home for more than eight months. They missed the New Year and the Qingming Festival, so they had to wait until now to offer incense to their ancestors.
On their way out of the city, they would pass by a shop that sold incense and paper money. After buying them, they would go up the mountain to visit their grandfather.
The old lady had said that with such a joyous event in the Lu family, they must inform the old man as soon as possible. Especially Shu Yu, who had become the Village Lord, which brought glory to their ancestors. They should share the happiness. After all, the Lu family had been peasants for generations, and now they had a Village Lord. That was quite impressive.
Thinking about this, the old lady became a little impatient.
The group walked out of the yamen and unexpectedly saw Da Niu and the others at the entrance.
Lu Sanzhu waved his hand vigorously. "Ah Yu, Ah Yu!"
Shu Yu thought, "..." Your mother is right here, is it necessary to look at me like that?
Lu Sanzhu seemed fine, as he ran up excitedly. With an excited expression on his face, he asked, "You really became the village lord? You're amazing! You... Ah, it hurts, Mother, why are you pulling my ear?"
The old lady sneered, "You still recognize me as your mother?"
"Of course." Lu Sanzhu turned around with a wry smile and greeted the others standing nearby. Finally, when he saw Hu Li at the back, he paused for a moment.
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