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Chapter 112 The Day of the Exam
The little servant, who had been quietly curled up on the bed, was so frightened by this sudden change that he was completely stunned.
After a long while, he finally came to his senses as if waking from a dream, and cautiously got out of bed to check the situation.
He trembled as he checked Tian Fengmei's breath. A few seconds later, his face turned ashen and he ran toward the door in a daze.
Chu Ci crouched on the roof beam, coldly watching the panicked servant below. Only after the servant disappeared from sight did he lightly leap and land steadily on the ground.
She walked to Tian Fengmei's side, circulated her profound internal energy, and an invisible force surged from her palm, precisely absorbing the silver needle deeply embedded in Tian Fengmei's skull.
With the pull of internal force, the silver needle was slowly pulled out of the acupoint and returned to Chu Ci's hand.
After doing all this, Chu Ci did not linger at all. With a flash, he quickly left the Princess's residence and disappeared into the vast night.
This bizarre method of murder was learned by Chu Ci in her previous life from a wandering physician whose whereabouts were elusive.
Simply inserting a silver needle into a very hidden acupoint on the top of a person's head can induce symptoms of sudden stroke and death.
This method of killing is unlikely to arouse suspicion, and is especially suitable for eliminating powerful and difficult-to-shake enemies.
Now, it's just the right phrase to apply to Tian Fengmei.
The next morning, sunlight bathed the entire city of Kyoto, but a shocking piece of news swept through the city like a whirlwind—the princess's only beloved daughter had passed away the previous night.
This devastating news struck like a bolt from the blue, shaking the entire capital city.
Upon learning of this, the Empress was devastated and ordered all the people of the city to wear white clothes and mourn for three days. She also spent a huge sum of money to hold an unprecedented and extremely luxurious funeral for Tian Fengmei.
This shows that if Chu Ci hadn't killed her, she would probably have remained the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review for life.
The morning after the funeral, sunlight streamed through the clouds, casting a soft golden glow that draped the city in a gentle veil.
Zhou Yun, dressed in plain clothes, arrived at Chu Ci's house with light steps to ask for a meal.
The group sat around the table, chatting and laughing.
Zhou Yun was in an exceptionally good mood today, her face beaming with a radiant smile that hadn't been seen in a long time.
She raised her glass and celebrated this special moment with everyone.
"Oh my, heaven really has eyes! That scumbag died so young, hahaha, he deserved it!!!" Zhou Yun laughed heartily, her voice unconsciously rising a few decibels. "Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish, I'll burn that saying for her, hahaha..."
Sitting beside her, Song Yin nudged his wife's arm and whispered, "Shh—keep your voice down."
Zhou Yun suppressed her laughter slightly, but still couldn't hide her excitement: "I'm sorry, I was just too excited. This matter concerning Elder Xiao has finally brought some solace..."
Song Yin nodded slightly, indicating his understanding.
He was well aware of what had happened back then. Old Xiao was a man of high moral character and integrity, but before he retired, he was unjustly accused of accepting bribes and died in despair.
No one could bear such an ending.
Not to mention that Old Xiao had once helped Zhou Yun, and Zhou Yun couldn't let that go.
"My lady, has the new Minister of the Court of Judicial Review been selected?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yun's expression turned serious. She turned to her husband and said, "You've hit the nail on the head. We're fighting tooth and nail with the Zhuo Sect for so many days now, and we still haven't made a decision."
Song Yin frowned, somewhat worried. "I hope we can win this round. After all, this opportunity is hard-won."
After hearing this, Zhou Yun's expression became more determined. "Yes, we will. Everyone is giving it their all right now, and no one will slack off."
Chu Ci sat leisurely beside Shi An, occasionally adding delicious dishes to his bowl with her chopsticks.
The two of them ate slowly, seemingly unconcerned about the turbulent situation in the court.
The whole atmosphere was peaceful and warm.
Just then, Zhou Yun gently patted Chu Ci's shoulder, breaking the tranquility.
"A few days ago, I told Lord Shang about what that brat Shang Qi had done. Has she caused you any more trouble these past few days?"
Chu Ci gently shook her head: "I suppose she wouldn't dare."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yun's face showed satisfaction. "Such a person who acts recklessly deserves to be punished properly! He does all sorts of immoral things all day long, you should beat him even harder."
Chu Ci smiled at her and continued eating.
After the meal, everyone was full.
Zhou Yun got up, took her husband's hand, and prepared to go home early.
As they reached the door, Chu Ci suddenly spoke up and stopped Zhou Yun.
Do you have any suitable candidates to recommend for the position of Minister of the Court of Judicial Review?
After a moment's thought, Zhou Yun replied, "Of course there is. Zhang Ping is a perfect fit. She previously served as the Vice Minister of the Court of Judicial Review for a period of time, but she had to leave because she couldn't stand Tian Fengmei's way of doing things and was ostracized and suppressed by her. She is upright and incorruptible, and she is incredibly quick and skillful in solving cases. It's just a pity... if she hadn't suffered such unfair treatment, with her talent, she wouldn't be in this situation all these years."
Chu Ci nodded slightly in agreement, "In that case, I wish you all the best in achieving your goals this time."
"Thank you."
Time flies by like a fleeting moment, day after day, ordinary yet incredibly fulfilling.
Before we knew it, the nerve-wracking day of the exam arrived.
Shi An escorted Chu Ci into the examination hall, and only left after watching his wife enter and disappear from sight.
Chu Ci received her own number plate, and after a thorough search, she entered the examination hall and sat quietly, waiting for the exam to begin.
The examination hall was packed with people, a dense crowd of participants.
Due to the order of the schedule, it wasn't Chu Ci's turn to be performed in the morning.
So she strolled over to the benches placed around the horse farm, intending to take a short rest.
After all, she had gone to a small horse farm in Kyoto a few days ago to train, so she was already confident about the competition.
Before long, a burst of boisterous cheers echoed throughout the entire horse farm, waking Chu Ci from her deep sleep.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked in the direction the sound came from.
Inside the racecourse, a young woman moved with the agility of a swallow, displaying remarkable grace and skill.
Holding a bow and arrow, she drew the string and shot with effortless grace, never missing her target, drawing applause and cheers from the surrounding crowd.
Chu Ci squinted and observed her with interest for a while, but quickly lost interest, closed his eyelids again, and prepared to continue to catch up on sleep.