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Moreover, Xiao Ye is a demon. Sang Qingxiao casually scared them off, dispelling their thoughts of coveting Xiao Ye. She then told Wang Kuan that it was getting late and he should go back to rest. Starting tomorrow, things would get hectic, and he wouldn't have much time to rest.
After Wang Kuan left, Lian Baoying was still gossiping. "Which family do you think he comes from? It's so frustrating to hear only half of it; I can't help but feel curious. Last night before I fell asleep, it was still bothering me."
Meng Zhangyuan, however, concluded that his rank must not be low; he might be a court official. Seeing their growing interest in the topic, which hinted at a late-night discussion, Sang Qingxiao urged them to go to bed early. After all, they had to handle logistics well since someone was taking on such great risks. They could talk more later.
Having gained experience from a previous secret information search, Wen Zhaojun quickly returned with news the next afternoon. Counting the list, there were actually twenty-three people, far more than Meng Zhangyuan had anticipated. Her face darkened; could she have made a mistake? Were these all missing?
Wen Zhaojun replied, "I not only went to the Military Affairs Office but also to the Minister of Justice. The Minister of Justice has more comprehensive records."
Currently, they couldn't confirm if these individuals were truly missing; there were issues with the Official Family's records regarding their whereabouts. So she noted them down and suggested sending someone for a detailed investigation.
Pointing at the names circled above, she explained that these individuals came from the Suburbs of the Capital, closer to Jingjing City, making their information more complete. Thus, they could confirm their disappearance.
The twenty-three names combined amounted to just over fifty characters, yet Meng Zhangyuan scrutinized them closely, her gaze fixed as her finger traced each name delicately. After a while, she remarked that in recent years at the Imperial Academy, there had only been thirteen female students and seventy-one male students.
However, on this list, there were nine females and fourteen males. The proportion of missing females was alarmingly high; as Headmaster, she felt responsible. She didn't wish for them to be lost but feared what would happen if they were found.
Sighing, she thought about how harshly society viewed women. Men could start anew, but what about women? Under rumors and slander, how many could withstand it?
A few of them fell silent; the moment someone went missing meant their lives were essentially ruined. No one knew what would happen if they ever returned.
During class in the afternoon, the female students whispered among themselves about news from the Boys' Academy. "Have you heard? That Wang Kuan who sells things suddenly broke down crying in the academy. He said he finally borrowed money to buy medicine for his mother but lost it and is now shouting about searching the entire Imperial Academy."
"Is his mother sick? No wonder he's been trying to make money everywhere. What kind of medicine did he lose that he's so anxious?"
They said it was a three-year-old Ginseng.
Everyone took a deep breath; was it true? This aged Ginseng was rare and expensive beyond belief. Given his poor background and his mother being sickly, where did he get the money? Could selling those few items really cover it?
Aren't you curious about who stole the Ginseng? Is there any certainty about whether the Ginseng has been returned or not?
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