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After Zhang Ting left, he sat solemnly in the court, then sent someone to summon Li Wangshi to the Yamen.
Before long, Li Wangshi hurriedly arrived at the Yamen, feeling anxious and uneasy. Zhang Ting looked at Li Wangshi, who stood nervously at the lower end of the court, and slowly began to speak: "Li Wangshi, after thorough investigation and inquiry, I have clarified the details regarding this incident."
Upon hearing this, Li Wangshi quickly raised her head to look at Zhang Ting and asked anxiously, "My lord, what exactly happened? I hope you can enlighten me!"
Zhang Ting sighed slightly and replied, "The fire that occurred was indeed an accident; it was not arson and has no relation to anyone present."
Hearing this conclusion, Li Wangshi's eyes widened in disbelief as she blurted out, "My lord, how can this be possible? My poor family..."
Realizing she had overstepped, she quickly fell silent and lowered her head, refraining from further comment. After all, she was facing an official responsible for maintaining law and order; despite her many doubts and grievances, she dared not act recklessly.
Seeing her reaction, Zhang Ting waved his hand to signal her to calm down and continued, "Alright, since the matter is clear now, you may return home. Take the deceased’s body back for a proper burial so they may rest in peace."
With that, he signaled to one of his subordinates. The subordinate understood immediately and took a small pouch of silver taels from the side, stepping forward to hand it to Li Wangshi while saying, "This is a funeral expense granted by my lord; please use it wisely for the arrangements."
Li Wangshi trembled as she accepted the silver with shaking hands. Tears welled in her eyes as she thanked Zhang Ting before turning to leave the Yamen.
Once Li Wangshi departed, Zhang Ting finally let out a long sigh of relief. He thought to himself: "What a troublesome affair! I hope I won't have to deal with such a difficult case again in the future." Shaking his head at the thought, he stood up and left the court.
Thus, this seemingly perplexing case finally came to a close. In the end, what Second Prince had eagerly anticipated did not come to fruition. Meanwhile, Lin Feng not only had his house arrest lifted but also found that no one from the Crown Prince's side pursued past matters any further.
Time flew by quickly; over a month had passed in the blink of an eye. Now winter had set in; Wu City was located in the north where the weather was exceptionally cold. The biting cold wind howled through like icy blades piercing through flesh.
Whether commoners or high-ranking officials, everyone donned thick and heavy clothing to fend off the harsh chill.
On this day, after finishing morning court sessions, Lin Feng headed straight to the training grounds in his backyard and began diligently practicing his exquisite sword techniques.
He moved with a graceful agility, each sword strike executed with fierce precision, embodying an immense power in every move. Below the training ground, several individuals watched Lin Feng practice his swordsmanship with rapt attention, occasionally unable to contain their excitement as they cheered him on.
These individuals were the same ones Lin Feng had previously dispatched to secretly monitor Wei An. They had long since returned to Lin Feng's residence.
With unwavering focus, they observed Lin Feng, who seemed to glide like a phantom, his long sword dancing in a flurry of movements that were both intricate and dazzling. The brilliant flashes of cold light from the blade combined with his mesmerizing footwork created a spectacle that left everyone present in awe, their hearts filled with admiration and longing.
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