allonlinenovel Chapter 160 Being Stalked
Chapter 160 Being Stalked
The Marquis of Changxing's residence...
In his previous life, this cheap father had a very close relationship with the Imperial Preceptor Fan.
Now that Lady Hou has arrived, she has no doubt that the deceased is Yun Yuke, without saying anything else.
The blank memorial tablet was placed in the mourning hall; don't tell me the Lady Hou didn't see it.
Seeing an empty memorial tablet, shouldn't you ask a question? In the end, Lady Hou didn't ask, and only cared about herself.
Of course, Yun Qingjin wasn't unaware of the Lady Hou's concern for her. Having lived two lives, even though her relationship with this mother in her previous life wasn't particularly close, she could still discern differences in their behavior.
The vegetarian dishes prepared were exquisite and delicious, both polite and nourishing. This is no exaggeration.
In less than a day, the Marquis's residence had prepared these exquisite dishes? Does anyone in the Marquis's residence eat vegetarian food?
At least not in my previous life.
Why was the Marquis of Changxing so certain that the deceased was his mother?
Unless... they already knew who was dead, or were certain that Yunji would hold the funeral according to the principle of "this is Boss Yun".
Yun Qingjin looked up at the mourners who had come to the mourning hall; most of them were businessmen who had previously cooperated with Yunji.
Because the identity of the deceased was in doubt, Yunji adopted the measure of not accepting condolence money (gifts given during mourning) from guests, but only accepting their condolences.
The staff at the door needed to explain the situation to each person, so a large crowd had gathered at the entrance of the small Yunji restaurant.
Because of this, Yun Qingjin's kneeling position allowed her to clearly see the situation of the guests.
The guards and servants who came with Lady Su Ru, the wife of Marquis Changxing, are still surrounding the area; some of them haven't left at all. Judging from their current situation, it's clear they were also sent to keep watch.
Yun Qingjin initially thought it was nothing serious, but these few things have actually made things more difficult.
Most importantly, we still don't know where my mother is, so we can't discuss anything with her.
When Yun Yuke was explaining things, she specifically mentioned, "The most regrettable thing now is that we don't have a way to communicate at any time. If there is a situation where it is inconvenient for me to show up, just wait for me, and I will find a way to contact you. It's a pity that I'm not very good at disguise; at most, I can only hide my figure."
Seeing the crowd gathered around, the worst possibility was that they were deliberately surrounding Yunji, waiting for Yun Yuke herself to come.
This is really annoying.
Yun Qingjinjiang placed a string of paper ingots into the brazier and watched the flames devour everything.
The rose on the left remained still, without any movement.
And so, Yunji's religious ceremony lasted for three days.
During these three days, Yunji mainly entertained a large number of visiting merchants, both those in the capital and those not in the capital, most of whom sent people to offer their condolences.
Yunji hadn't been operating in Beijing for very long, but it couldn't withstand the constant flow of connections and resources from before.
The key issue is that, in the three days since the Jingzhao Prefecture received the body, it has not provided any conclusions regarding the remains.
Yunji sent people to inquire several times, but all they received was the reply, "Still under investigation, please wait."
It's hard to say what caused the delay.
Perhaps it's because the Prefect of Jingzhao has powerful connections? Or is it because the body is indeed difficult to investigate this time?
The people monitoring the Yun family mansion have all been replaced.
Even Yun Yuke didn't send over much information.
"Boss Xiaoyun, how are you...?"
A familiar voice came from behind Yun Qingjin. Turning around, she saw the second young master of the Jin Prince's Mansion—the one whose original name was Tang Yufeng.
Yun Qingjin supported herself on her knees and swayed as she stood up.
The second young master wanted to step forward to help, but his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.
"Second Young Master, thank you for your kind words. The Yun family has been in a sudden situation, and we have not been able to provide adequate hospitality. Please forgive us."
After Yun Qingjin stopped, she still bowed according to the rules.
"Boss Yun, you've had a tough time these past few days." The second young master felt sorry for Yun Qingjin, whose face was pale and who had become much thinner.
"Don't worry, Second Young Master, your family is helping you. Qingqing... I just don't know how to adjust her mindset."
"I...I'm sorry, we went hunting a few days ago, and I never expected such a big thing to happen." The second young master looked concerned, but he didn't know what to do, and he didn't know where to put his hands.
He could only clasp his hands together in fists, and when he looked up and saw the mourning hall set up by Yunji, he realized that he should at least offer incense.
I took three incense sticks from someone and was about to offer them a prayer when I looked up and saw a blank memorial tablet.
"Hey? Boss Yun, what's this memorial tablet?"
Yun Qingjin stepped forward. "It's like this, Second Young Master. That day...that day a flying carriage came and threw a cloth bag in front of the shop."
Biting her lip, Yun Qingjin went through all the tragic stories of her past life before she could barely maintain her sorrowful state.
"There were dark red bloodstains on the cloth bag. After opening it... open it..."
Yun Qingjin turned around and buried her face in her handkerchief.
Seeing the beauty shed tears, the second young master felt a little embarrassed. "Boss Yun, maybe you shouldn't reminisce... Please accept my condolences."
Yun Qingjin paused for a moment, then turned around. "I apologize for making you laugh, Second Young Master. Let me continue."
"Yes, when I opened the cloth bag, there was a body inside. My family members identified it and found that the clothes and decorations were... the clothes that my mother, Boss Yun, wore when she went out to do business. However, the face of the body... was disfigured, and my mother didn't have any birthmarks or anything, so it was really impossible to tell."
Yun Qingjin picked up her handkerchief and wiped away her tears, then composed herself. "The lady in charge of the reception said that we shouldn't write a memorial tablet or accept any condolences yet, but instead set up a mourning hall for the guests to pay their respects. The Prefect of the Capital took the body away that day, saying he would investigate further before making any further decisions."
After hearing this, the second young master understood.
"No matter what, I'll light some incense first."
The servants around the second young master tried to stop him, but Tang Yufeng pushed them aside. "Boss Yun is not an outsider. Even if it really wasn't Boss Yun, now that someone has died innocently, we can't just leave it unattended."
Ignoring the two servants beside him, Tang Yufeng stepped forward and bowed twice solemnly.
Offering incense was done in one smooth motion.
"Boss Xiaoyun, you still need to take care of your health."
"Thank you, Second Young Master..."
Tang Yufeng didn't want to linger, so he turned to leave. Before he even reached the door, Yun Qingjin seemed to remember something and quickly chased after him.
"Second Young Master, please wait, we have something to discuss."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yufeng quickly stopped in his tracks. "What is it? Boss Xiaoyun, please tell me. I will do my best to help you with anything I can."
"Let's talk in private." Yun Qingjin glanced at the two servants following the Second Young Master, indicating that she didn't want outsiders to hear.
Tang Yufeng told the servant to stay where he was and followed Yun Qingjin to one side of the mourning hall.
"Second Young Master, I'm sorry, I... I know you are no ordinary person. Your servants once said that your family is from the Prince of Jin's mansion..."
Yun Qingjin had been playing the game of hiding her identity with this second young master, but now, with the Grand Preceptor Fan and the Marquis of Changxing's mansion sending people to keep an eye on Yun Ji, and the Prefect of the Capital still not giving any results, it was really annoying.
Why not borrow the identity of this second son of the Prince of Jin and use his influence to our advantage?
"Huh? How did you know? Those guys threatened you again, didn't they?"
Tang Yufeng quickly figured it out. "I'm going to beat them up!"
"Hey, no," Yun Qingjin grabbed Tang Yufeng's sleeve. "Second Young Master, this matter is not important. Now I can only beg you."