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Just now, Censor efficiently retrieved a stack of documents. Sang Qingxiao flipped through them.
Li Sheng, a native of Jingjing, had been in the livestock business for over ten years, earning an excellent reputation. Every time he went out, there was always a trail to follow. It seemed like an ordinary life, but at the end of the documents, there was a note stating that he had once been a stableman in a military camp.
Ha, more than a decade ago, the military camp of the Great Jing Dynasty was dominated by the Sang Family. Another old soldier from the Sang Family Army.
Qi Shuo happened to catch sight of this line as well. He frowned; this person needed to be interrogated. Oh, let’s interrogate him then. Sang Qingxiao appeared indifferent.
Qi Shuo had his concerns and whispered, "I will take him somewhere else for questioning. If it turns out to be unimportant, I will try to keep it under wraps until the Marquis returns, and you can decide then."
Sang Qingxiao simply responded with an "Mm."
After Li Sheng returned home, he stared blankly at the beams for a while before falling asleep. In the afternoon, after reporting back to the Military Affairs Office, he encountered a stranger waiting outside his door.
Li Sheng concealed his wariness and smiled, "Hey there, which village are you from?"
"Dongxi Village."
"Oh, I saw you folks not long ago. You had a fall and hurt your waist; you were limping around. Have you been doing better these days?"
The stranger looked puzzled. "We didn’t seem to be injured at all."
"Oh? Is that so? I might have remembered wrong and confused you with another village. Sigh, getting old and useless."
"Don’t say that! The livestock in these eighteen villages rely on you!"
Li Sheng waved his hand cheerfully. "Oh no, not at all! Cheng Liangzi from your neighboring village has skills he developed himself that are just as good as mine."
"Cheng Liangzi? Is he the one from Zhang the Widow's family? Isn’t he only seven years old?"
"Ah!" Li Sheng slapped his forehead. "I mixed that up again! Let’s not talk about that; tell me which livestock in your village is sick?"
"The big yellow bull at Zhao Wuye's place has been calling out all day, refusing to eat and even shedding tears sometimes. Zhao Wuye has trouble walking and his child isn’t around, so he asked me to come find you."
Li Sheng had already put aside his guard and said, "You don't need to look; I know where the problem lies. I heard that Zhao Wuye's child has become successful and is going to take him to another state to live. Since he can't take the cow with him, he plans to sell it."
That cow of his was quite spirited; it probably knew something was wrong and was feeling down. Even if I went, it wouldn't help much; it would be fine after a while.
As Li Sheng spoke, he started to walk inside, but the man hurriedly stopped him. "Zhao Wuye instructed me that you must go. If you go, he can rest easy. You have a good relationship with Zhao Wuye, so it's perfect for you to send him off. It might even be your last chance to see him."
Li Sheng thought about it and realized the reasoning made sense. He went inside to grab a few things and then followed the man onto the carriage.
As soon as he got on the carriage, he felt dizzy. The carriage took a detour to a certain courtyard, and when the door opened, it was Qi Shuo.
This whole act was staged to prevent Li Sheng's sudden disappearance from causing panic among the neighbors. They politely invited him out under the pretense of treating livestock so that no one would become suspicious.
After locking him in a cell beneath the house, they splashed water on him to wake him up. Li Sheng assessed his situation with a calm expression. When Qi Shuo began to ask questions, he remained silent and instead made his own demand: "I want to see Sang Qingxiao. If she comes, then I'll talk."
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