On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

To put it bluntly, the matter is very simple.

The second son of the Zhao family's eldest son was doing business outside. A few days ago, his servant came back from a long journey, exhausted. As soon as he entered the door, he fell to the ground crying and said that he had died in an accident.

He was so young and was loved by his family. His death was unbearable for the Zhao family.

Mrs. Zhao, in particular, cried herself to death several times after losing her beloved son.

But no matter how sad you are, the funeral must be held and the body must be transported back.

Just as he was about to send someone to retrieve the body, he met Master Wu visiting.

Master Wu calculated with just a few words that someone from the Zhao family had died.

And they said that this was a bad omen and the beginning of a bad omen.

Old Master Zhao naturally panicked and quickly asked how to crack it.

Master Wu just talked nonsense. The more serious the matter is, the more difficult it is to crack, and the more money you make.

Master Wu said that the second young master died young and that it must not be made public so as not to alert the evil spirits around, that the environment must be purified, and that a ghost marriage must be arranged for him, etc.

In short, the Zhao family followed Master Wu's instructions and not only suppressed the news of the death, but also lied that it was the great philanthropist Zhao who had died. They dug a secret passage near the ancestral tomb, and the great philanthropist Zhao was hiding there.

In order to resolve the knot and make the Second Young Master's life easier over there, the Zhao family tried every possible means.

Mr. Zhao, a great philanthropist, did not hesitate to live in the wild or even in a cemetery even though he was in his forties.

Someone brings him food and medicine every day. Today, he accidentally spilled the medicine in the bowl, and the starling picked it up.

The truth came to light, and Master Wu admitted that he was talking nonsense and there was no such thing as ghosts and gods.

The Zhao father and son were so angry that they wanted to beat him, but were stopped by Yan Ruyu.

"Hand him over to the authorities. They will not let him escape punishment. As for you," Yan Ruyu said, "who stole Madam Shi's body?"

Uncle Zhao paused and pointed at Master Wu: "It was him. He was the one who found the location and led people there."

Master Wu was surprised: "I didn't..."

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Then write a petition, make it clear, and you must accept the punishment."

"We accept the punishment." Uncle Zhao nodded repeatedly, "We will send someone to send the body back."

"No need," Yan Ruyu looked at Zhao Dabao, "Send a letter to General Shi and ask him to come."

"Yes."

Zhao Dabao went out from the secret passage, and until he got outside, he was still excited and a little dazed.

The case was solved and the truth was revealed just like that?

This is too fast, too amazing.

As soon as he left, Yan Ruyu asked Uncle Zhao: "Do you know the Goddess of the Sky Eye?"

Uncle Zhao thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, who is she?"

Yan Ruyu didn't answer, but looked at Master Wu: "Do you know?"

Master Wu was filled with frustration. Not only did he not make any money, but he was also sued and had to go to jail.

"I don't know," he said dejectedly.

"Who are you, Mr. Mo?"

"What Mr. Mo? I've never heard of him," Master Wu said dejectedly and bewilderedly.

It seems that he really doesn't know. He doesn't know the Goddess of Heaven's Eyes, nor does he know Mr. Mo. He is just a charlatan.

Uncle Zhao went out from the front passage, leaving his family behind and asking everyone else to leave.

Not long after, Deputy General Shi arrived with his men and just in time saw the lady's coffin being carried out.

Deputy General Shi jumped off his horse without waiting for it to stop, staggering and almost falling on the coffin.

There was no doubt that it was Mrs. Shi inside.

Deputy General Shi sobbed softly, tears streaming down his face.

Huo Changhe patted his shoulder gently, comforting him silently.

Deputy General Shi knelt down on both knees and kowtowed to him and Yan Ruyu: "Thank you, Your Majesty, and thank you, Princess."

The Zhao father and son's legs went weak as they realized that they were the Prince and Princess Zhennan.

Yan Ruyu said, "If you accept the punishment, you must repair Madam Shi's grave, light a perpetual lamp in Shenyuan Temple, and eat vegetarian food for a year."

The Zhao father and son agreed readily.

Deputy General Shi stared at him angrily. Mr. Zhao bowed and said, "I know I was wrong. If General Shi has any request, just ask."

Deputy General Shi sneered, his sword half drawn, "I want to kill you, will you agree?"

Mr. Zhao sighed and said, "I admit that I was wrong. As long as the general can vent his anger, you can take my head. I will never say no."

"I only ask the general to spare my son."

Uncle Zhao's eyes were red: "Father."

Deputy General Shi gripped the knife handle tightly, gritted his teeth, and tried to pull the knife out several times, but he finally held back.

"My wife's body is well protected. If there is any damage, I will kill your whole family."

"Also, if you dare to do anything bad in the future, I will come back and kill you."

"Thank you, General. From now on, we will definitely benefit the village and not do anything bad. I will be a vegetarian and chant sutras until I die."

"He would also order his descendants to light ever-bright lamps for his wife every year, add incense money, and accumulate merits for her."

Having said that, Deputy General Shi didn't say any more to them. He took his wife's body away and reburied her.

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe also took their people away. As for Master Wu, government officials would come to take over at dawn.

On the way back, Huo Changhe felt a sigh in his heart. Thinking of Deputy General Shi's haggard and nervous look, he felt really uncomfortable.

A good lady not only lost her life, but her body was also stolen. No one can bear this.

Yan Ruyu didn't say anything at the side. Huo Changhe couldn't help but move closer and asked, "Yu'er, what are you thinking about?"

"I was wondering if that goddess with the Sky Eyes had any magical powers. She didn't know Master Wu, and she wasn't in collusion with him, so how did she know that Master Wu would deceive the Zhao family, and how did she know that something had happened to the second son of the Zhao family?"

This is indeed a mystery.

Huo Changhe shook his head: "It is indeed a bit strange, but there is always an answer to everything, and no matter how strange something is, there is a reason."

"Starting tomorrow, I will send secret guards to keep an eye on them."

Yan Ruyu couldn't think of anything better at the moment, so she could only leave it at that for now.

We need to check Master Wu again to see if he is lying.

The day finally passed, and I returned home and quickly packed up and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Song Ping came to report that Cui Chong had brought people to pick up Master Wu.

After hearing about what happened last night, Governor Cao regretted it deeply. If he had known it would be so complicated and bizarre, he would have gone with them no matter what.

While having breakfast, Yan Ruyu told the first lady about the matter, and the first lady also sighed after hearing it.

"What a good couple, what a sin," she shook her head and sighed, "I don't know how many people that temple has harmed in the past, it's really hateful."

"Fortunately, it's not the case now. No, I have to donate some money to pray for the souls of the dead."

Yan Ruyu didn't stop her. All she wanted in this matter was peace of mind.

After breakfast, Yan Ruyu was just about to go to the street to see if the situation would be better today and what the progress was in West City.

She prepared some things that could be used for work, such as conspicuous orange vests, to give to the yamen runners on duty.

While counting the number of categories, Song Ping came quickly to report.

"Princess, a commoner from West City wants to see you. He said he is the owner of a teahouse and has something urgent to discuss with you."

Yan Ruyu remembered that the owner of the small teahouse said that his life was getting better little by little, and once the new city area was built, he would be able to live in a new house with his family.

"Tell him to go to the front hall and prepare tea."

"Yes."