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Chapter 162

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"Don't your father go back to the city with us?" Xia Anan asked again.

Zhao Hanzhang said: "He still has something to do, and he will come back in a few days."

Xia Anan thought that the prefect Zhao was very strange.

After sending Zhao Hanzhang home, Xia Anan asked Lu Zhuo.

Since Lu Zhuo asked her to get involved in this matter, he did not hide it from her, saying that the reason why the prefect Zhao did this was because he suspected that he was not a water thief, but a... a family thief!

Because he saw the face of one of the murderers, like the nephew of a relative.

Therefore, he asked Lu Zhuo to report a plausible death to see what his purpose was.

Xia Anan felt incredible: "How come it is like a play! It will be impossible for him to... In the mourning hall, relatives bully orphans and seize their property, and then he suddenly appears and makes a bloody reversal?"

Lu Zhuo: "Dog blood?"

Xia Anan: "…it means…it’s very dramatic.”

Lu Zhuo: "What does drama have to do with 'dog blood'?"

Xia Anan: "...this is not the point! The point is that you went to him by the emperor's order! If you lie about the situation, will you be implicated?"

Lu Zhuo: "I don't lie. I'm not stupid. I won't think of a problem that you can even think of?"

Xia Anan: “…”

...

When Zhao Hanzhang went out of the palace, Xia Anan went to pick him up and drop him off in the name of Lu Linghui, and Lu Zhuo did not show up throughout the whole process.

When he showed up, he brought back a corpse that was so rotten that he could not see clearly. It was suspected that it was Prefect Zhao.

After being hit by a pirate, all the people on the boat died, and there is little chance of his survival.

The Zhao family members decided that this was the prefect Zhao, so they bought the best coffin, set up a mourning hall, and held a funeral.

Lu Zhuo was on the way and rushed back at noon. He forced Xia Anan, who had only eaten a few bites of rice, to put on plain clothes and go to Zhao's house to pay condolences.

Dongli drove out the carriage, following six black-clothed mansion guards headed by Nanshan, front and back.

Xia Anan asked in wonder: "Why are we going at this time? I'm afraid they're having a meal!"

Lu Zhuo smiled: "Take you to see the 'bloody'."

Xia Anan immediately became energetic: "Is Prefect Zhao going to come back today?"

Lu Zhuo: "I don't know whether he will come back or not, but I know that there will be some movement in this mansion today."

Xia Anan: "How do you know?"

Lu Zhuo: "The head of the Zhao family invited Yan Huaiyu to come over. Yan Huaiyu had just left the palace. On the way home, I saw his carriage heading towards the Zhao family."

Xia Anan: "Who is Yan Huaiyu?"

Lu Zhuo: "Marquis Yongxing, the second assistant to the inner cabinet. His younger brother married the sister of Zhao's prefect, and the two families have in-laws."

Xia Anan: "Oh, what's wrong with him going?"

Lu Zhuo said: "The only one left by Han Zhang in the Zhao family is an orphan. The Zhao family must have settled her. The patriarch invited someone with prestige like Yan Huaiyu, so he naturally wanted to testify. He has a high position and a powerful position, so it is impossible for him to wait for a long time. So, when Yan Huaiyu goes, we will see a good show. Do you understand?"

Xia Anan: "Oh...but why did you bring so many people?" It was like going to fight.

Lu Zhuo: "When I go out, I must have to be a group of slaves, and I can rush to show my style."

"Play?" Xia Anan looked at him suspiciously: "We are going to pay our respects, why are you showing off?"

Lu Zhuo did not answer and took out an envelope and threw it to her: "This is a letter written by Ling Hui to Han Zhang. After you go, you must hand it to Han Zhang personally. No one will let her pass it. If she has something to do, we will wait. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!
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