Her guards

Chapter 125 Expressing Sincerity
"Put down your weapons."

Accompanied by a woman's voice, the sounds of weapons falling to the ground echoed all around.

Seeing her like this, the old man waved his hand and shouted, and another figure threw down a weapon in the narrow passage outside the collapsed wall.

“Young lady, you always strike first, never giving them a chance to speak,” the old man said.

Yang Luo said calmly, "That's because you weren't sincere enough."

The old man smiled, bowed, and said, "We were impolite." He stood up and announced, "Take good care of those three distinguished guests."

A response came from outside.

The old man looked at Yang Luo again.

"We wish to meet your son."

Yang Luo sized him up: "Who are you people?"

The old man smiled and said, "As you know, young lady, people like us are not meant to be seen by others." Before Yang Luo could ask any more questions, he continued, "But our master is someone who is willing and able to help you, young master."

Yang Luo said "Oh," and then added, "Thanks."

His attitude was good, but his expression showed no concern. The old man was not angry and continued to smile, saying, "Young master, you have been betrayed by too many people in the past and do not believe such words. However, my master did not choose to report you in this peaceful world, but invited you. This shows that he has enough confidence and belief."

Yang Luo nodded: "Okay, I will tell my young master."

The old man looked at her and said, "Why don't you come with us, young master? Once you see my master, you will know that what my master said is true."

Although they laid down their weapons, it was clear that they wouldn't be let go easily today.

"I know you are very cautious, but please believe me, my master is the place that can best guarantee your safety."

Hearing him say this, Yang Luo raised an eyebrow.

“Since you know my young master is very cautious, then why don’t you ask your master to inquire about my current identity?” she said, pointing to herself.

What is her current identity?

The old man frowned slightly. They had already found out that she was a maidservant of a young lady from the Ding'an Duke's family.

This kind of thing is very common; being a slave or maid in a wealthy family is the best way to conceal one's identity.

What's wrong with being a young lady's maid?
It's not like I've become the master of the Ding'an Duke's Mansion.

Besides, the Duke of Ding'an's mansion sounds prestigious, but it's actually nothing special and not worth mentioning.

Although he didn't say it aloud, his expression revealed everything. Then he saw the girl in front of him smile, a smile that couldn't hide her smugness.

“Then your master doesn’t seem to be all-powerful and all-knowing, nor is he that powerful,” Yang Luo said. “Have your master inquire again, and he will know how powerful my current identity is, and how safe my young master’s place is.”

As he spoke, he lifted his foot and took a step.

The old man hesitated for a moment, and Yang Luo stopped in front of him.

"I'm warning you, if you don't leave now, the people who come won't be my people, they'll be the government officials," she said softly.

After she finished speaking, she saw the old man opposite her narrow his eyes, as if he had thought of something. His previous hesitation disappeared, and he took a step back.

Although he wasn't sure if he was really scared by those words, Yang Luo quickly took another step forward.

“You started it today, so you’re cleaning up the mess,” she said. “Next time we start it, we’ll clean up the mess. That’s what sincerity is.”

The old man nodded: "Good, Miss's reciprocity is enough."

After saying this, he bowed.

“Then please see our sincerity, sir,” he said. “This bookstore will cease to exist, and we will no longer be spying on you in your vicinity.”

He raised his hand in a salute, then gave a whistle.

With a whistle, the ceiling shook and rattled.

"Run quickly——"

"The bookstore collapsed—"

.......
.......
The bustling streets were even more lively at this moment.

However, the people were stopped by the officials and pointed at the collapsed building.

"How many people died?"

No one died.

"No one died? Then what's all the noise about?"

"The young lady from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion said that her maid was injured and made a big fuss."

How badly injured are you?

Listening to the surrounding discussions, the officials looked helplessly at the young lady sitting on the broken wooden beam, applying medicine to her maid.

With a slight tremor of his hand, the medicine was sprinkled on, and the already shallow wound on the back of the maid's hand became invisible.

If this young lady had arrived any later, there wouldn't have been any wound left to apply medicine. "This isn't about the wound itself."

The young lady seemed to sense what they were thinking and looked up to speak.

"This matter is of great importance; it is related to treason."

After saying that, he glanced at the shopkeepers and shop assistants of the bookstore who were being herded together by the officials on the other side.

Upon hearing her say this, the shop assistants, whose faces and hands were covered in dirt and whose injuries were even more severe than those of the maid, immediately wailed in pain.

"Miss, I'm innocent!"

"Miss, we've already said we'd compensate you. You can't treat us like this."

“Sir, we are truly honest businessmen. This riverside bookstore has been here for decades…”

"Everyone knows what kind of people our boss and manager are."

"I want to report this to the authorities too!"

The sounds of weeping or angry shouting rang out again.

Meanwhile, several other injured people on the other side also spoke up.

"We don't know if it's treason or not, but this shop is a black-hearted shop!"

"That's right, they printed the wrong thing and even threatened us, holding up a portrait and asking if we knew who their backers were!"

"No matter how powerful you are, you can't misinterpret the words of a sage!"

"I'm going to report this to the authorities and have them thoroughly investigated."

The officials felt a splitting headache and banged their weapons on the ruins, shouting, "Silence! Silence!"

……

.......
They were near the market when the building collapsed and rushed over immediately.

The collapse wasn't actually that serious. As the shop owner said, the shop had been there for decades, and the wood and stone were severely rotten.

The books were all displayed outside. There weren't many guests inside. There were no dead people, and the seven or eight injured people weren't seriously hurt.

The matter was originally very simple, until this young lady rushed in from outside the crowd.

"I am a young lady from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion! My maid is inside! My maid is inside!"

The officials then made way for her to come in.

Miss Yang rushed in, glanced at the injured maid, and without asking a single question, immediately called for the officials to seal off the place and arrest everyone.

"There are traitors here!"

The officials were all bewildered by the shouting.

I thought this lady had gone mad.

I didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but this lady brought up Wei Jiao again.

"Have you all forgotten that I was also present when Commandant Wei investigated and killed Sun Shu's remnants at night last time?"

They forgot that the young lady from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion was present; they only remembered that Wei Jiao had made a great contribution.

This was indeed the case. They hesitated and, although they didn't arrest everyone here, they sent someone to question Xiuyi.

"The embroidered lady has arrived—"

Inside, all was quiet, but outside came a commotion. Amid the noise, the crowded people, pushed aside by barriers, parted haphazardly, and a procession of embroidered-clad women, like a dark cloud, came through.

The officials exchanged a shocked glance.

They actually managed to invite Wei Jiao.

Could it really be related to treason?
Not only were the officials surprised, but many people in the crowd outside also had their eyes darting around as they watched the embroidered woman walk in that direction.

They couldn't help but exchange a glance.

This young lady from the Duke of Ding'an's mansion truly has the ability to summon Wei Jiao at will.

It seems the maid was right; we should indeed inquire further.

They withdrew their gaze and discreetly slipped out of the crowd.

……

.......
“Miss Yang, I hope that the next time I’m summoned because of you, I’ll see you as a dead body.”

Wei Jiao rode his horse all the way to the ruins before stopping. He looked at the girl running towards him and frowned.

"Otherwise, if you keep saying that nothing is wrong, I'll start to wonder if someone is trying to kill you, or if you're trying to kill someone else."

(End of this chapter)