Rebirth of the Merchant Woman's Revenge

Gu Xunwei smiled lightly, and then explained to Yan Nangui, "During the housewarming party of the Xie Mansion, the servant beside him asked around in the mansion about Aunt Gu, and also asked about my background and my situation in the mansion. When the servant came to report it, I didn't pay much attention."

"Not long ago, when I heard Chunxiu, the maidservant beside Aunt Gu, tell Chenxiang that Mr. Nanshan wanted to lend Aunt Gu 400 taels of silver, I finally realized that something was wrong."

"Oh, what's wrong?"

"Sir, the servant of Mr. Nanshan must have been instructed by his master to inquire about the news that day. How could a famous scholar care about such things? This one incident alone shows that he is not as he appears to be."

"And that servant was even more strange. He didn't pretend at all when he was gathering information that day, and he didn't shy away from talking about the things happening in the backyard. I guess he must have been displeased with his master."

"So, when I heard that he was willing to lend Aunt Gu four hundred taels of silver that day, I immediately thought of that incident. I was sure that Mr. Nanshan would not help her for nothing. In exchange, Aunt Gu could only give a small amount."

Gu Xunwei's words were half based on information and half on speculation, but the key point was that she guessed them all correctly.

In fact, there was one thing she didn't say, which was that in her previous life, Mr. Nanshan was also discovered to have an affair three years later. He was caught in bed with a widow who had just lost her husband.

However, Xie Cheng'an did not have much interaction with Mr. Nanshan in her previous life, so she only heard about this news. But knowing this made her more certain that Mr. Nanshan was definitely not a good person, and certainly not the kind of great scholar he appeared to be.

"Is that all?" Yan Nangui was a little surprised. He didn't expect Gu Xunwei to make such a judgment based on just one or two things. This was different from their Dali Temple's judgment of cases based on evidence. It really was based on feeling.

"Yes, but now that Mr. Nanshan has died in prison, I'm sure Lord Yan is in a lot of trouble, especially since his son has been making trouble, demanding that his father's reputation be restored, saying that Mr. Nanshan was framed, right?"

Gu Xunwei asked with a smile.

Yan Nangui had no choice but to nod again. This Gu Xunwei was truly extraordinary. She pretended to be sick in Xie's house and never left the house, yet she knew so much about the news outside.

He came to Gu Xunwei today to ask about this matter specifically. He was annoyed by them so much that he came here to see if he could gain anything else.

"Bai Zhi, call Liu Da in." Gu Xunwei said to Bai Zhi beside her.

Bai Zhi nodded, turned around and walked out. After a while, she came into the hall with a man who looked like a servant and bowed to the two of them one by one.

"Master Yan, I am Liu Da, a servant of Master Nanshan. I have been with him for five years, so I know some things that are unknown to the world. Perhaps they can help you with your current affairs."

Liu Da's brief words made Yan Nangui understand that Gu Xunwei had already anticipated that he would come, so she asked the servant to come over in advance.

"Well, before you tell me those things, let me ask you first, as Mr. Nanshan's servant, why would you do such a thing?" After Yan Nangui asked, he picked up the tea and took a sip. Well, it tasted good. How come it tasted the same as the tea in the East Palace?

Before he could think about it, Liu Da had already knelt on the ground and started crying, "Master Yan, please help me make the decision, Master Yan, please help me make the decision..."

"Master Liu, don't get excited. Speak calmly. Master Yan came here today to resolve these issues." Gu Xunwei spoke in time, allowing Master Liu to calm down and begin to narrate his story in detail.

It turned out that Liu Da lost his parents when he was ten years old, leaving behind only a younger sister, Liu Xu, who was two years younger than him. The two depended on each other for seven or eight years. He was about to reach the age of marriage, and his sister was about to reach the age of marriage.

I had grown up and was able to do more work. My sister also learned to embroider well. Our lives were getting better and better. One day, my sister came to the city to sell her embroidered items and never went back.

Liu Da searched everywhere, asking the villagers to help him search for five days, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Just when he was sad and disappointed, thinking that he would never find his sister again in this life, an uncle from the village ran over with an ugly face and said to him,

"Liu Da, oh no, it's bad, Xiao Xu seems to have been found..."

Liu Da's heart skipped a beat at that moment. He found it, but it was not good. Could something have happened to his sister?

He didn't have time to think about it, and followed the uncle to the place where his sister was found. It turned out to be a mass grave outside the village, and there was a cold corpse that was unrecognizable.

Moreover, my sister's clothes had been torn, and it was obvious that she had suffered inhuman torture before her death. There were deep marks on her wrists and ankles.

An aunt suddenly said, "That's not right. We searched this area yesterday and didn't see Xiaoxu at all. He must have been put here last night or this morning."

Another old man seemed to remember something and said, "When we came back from outside last night, we seemed to see a carriage parked over there. It had been parked for a long time and was motionless. We walked over there and there was no movement at all."

"Yes, we all thought it was strange at the time, but we didn't think much about it. Now that I think about it, it's really possible that they did it."

"What does that carriage look like? Did you notice any signs on it?" Liu Da couldn't hide his sadness, but still asked the old man.

"Oh, that's a very big carriage. It looks like a carriage owned by a wealthy family in the capital. The wood used is something we have never seen before."

The old man thought about it carefully, and then asked the man next to him, "Did you see the sign on the carriage? I think the place where the sign should be hung is empty."

The man then continued, "Well, it is indeed empty. The place where the sign should be hung is a different color from other places. It is obvious that someone took it down on purpose."

At this point, Liu Da was certain that his sister was in that carriage.

So for the next two years he went to the capital, looking everywhere for the carriage that the old man described. When he ran out of money, he found odd jobs to make a living.