Time passed unknown within the prison.
In the blink of an eye.
Two days had passed outside.
The death of the Qinghe Count's third wife had now caused an uproar.
Because it involved the descendants of meritorious nobles.
The Qinghe Count had been among Great Xia's first batch of meritorious nobles at its founding.
After generations of inheriting the title, the name of Qinghe Count had now become little more than an empty shell.
There was only an honorary title, with neither real power nor fief.
Yet although the meritorious nobles had declined considerably over the years, their influence remained immense, and they had become even more tightly united.
The murder of the Count's third wife had already reached the prefectural city.
It was said that a young marquis had come down from the prefectural city to investigate the matter personally.
And Jiang Ning knew nothing of this.
Commandery Governor's Office.
"Father, is that information true?" Wang Qingtan asked.
"It is!" Wang Shouyi, the Governor of Dongling Commandery, nodded slightly.
"Father, could it be the young marquis from the Guangning Marquis's Lu Family?"
"Yes!" Wang Shouyi nodded, then said, "Speaking of which, that young marquis is somewhat connected to you. Your mysterious master, Lin Yuanshan, was also that young marquis's teacher. By that reckoning, you two are fellow disciples from the same school, senior brother and junior sister, aren't you?"
"What kind of connection is that?" Wang Qingtan scoffed. "I was too young back then and didn't understand what that old bastard was like. He only took disciples and never taught them!"
"You can say that at home, but don't let it slip outside!" Wang Shouyi cautioned. "You must remember this: a grandmaster must not be insulted! Understand?"
"I understand!" Wang Qingtan nodded.
"And another thing!" Governor Wang Shouyi continued.