Get rid of Magistrate Zhang.
"My lord, are we really going to let this go?"
Zhao Cheng's younger brother was seething. They had lost on every front—not only had they gained nothing, but his reputation would probably stink even worse now!
"Of course we can't just let it go."
Magistrate Zhang's face was equally dark. He had lost face this time. Who in Cang'an County would listen to him next time?
"This must be dealt with. We cannot let that Zhao woman get away with it."
His gaze hardened, and he called out, "Servants, prepare my sedan chair!"
After nightfall, a sedan chair slowly entered Gentry Liu's residence. Naturally, Gentry Liu had heard about what had happened outside the Zhao Residence that day. But it had nothing to do with him, and there was nothing in it for him, so he merely poured Magistrate Zhang some wine with a smile.
"Write a letter inviting Young Master Lin here."
"Well... my lord, wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
"What's inappropriate about it? Aren't we always the ones cleaning up his messes? Just tell him there's a beauty here. He'll definitely come."
"My lord, do you intend to have Young Master Lin deal with those people from the Zhao Family?"
"Hmph. Commoners have never been able to fight officials. If they refuse to obey a lowly County Magistrate like me, so be it. But Young Master Lin is the Prefect's beloved son. Let's see whether they dare lay a hand on him!"
"Brilliant, my lord! A truly brilliant plan!"
As the evening banquet drew to a close, a burly servant who had been pouring wine left the room. He changed clothes in the darkness, then vanished into the night with a few swift leaps.
"County Magistrate Zhang Xiaoqing had Liu Bin write