237: Chapter 102 Play Ends_5 237: Chapter 102 Play Ends_5 “Lord Tang should have soone check where exactly the problem lies with those pieces of Ancient Fragrance Satin.
In addition to that, everything in the Ye Family’s Weaving Yard remains untouched, to facilitate Lord Tang’s inspection,” Jiang Li said with a smile.
“The Ye Family will do whatever is necessary to assist.
Once Lord Tang discovers sothing, he can report back to the Head of the Weaving Departnt.
After the Head of the Weaving Departnt in Yanjing City receives the news, if it turns out to be the Ye Family’s fault, he will close down Ye Family’s weaving business.
If not, then the matter becos more complicated.
I fear there might be other conspiracies at play, which will need to be investigated by the Honorable Magistrate.”
She spoke neither hurriedly nor slowly.
Ye Mingyu did not understand the intricacies of bureaucracy and could only listen in puzzlent.
Tong Zhiyang frowned slightly, sensing that Jiang Li was not as naïve and oblivious as he had imagined.
The most shocked of all was Tang Fan, for all that Jiang Li ntioned indeed followed the official processes in Yanjing City.
Could it be that Jiang Yuanbai continued to teach his daughter these bureaucratic matters back at ho?
Otherwise, how could she speak so confidently and accurately about these affairs, as if she had long committed them to mory?
Of course, they did not know that the girl in front of them had already learned the official processes before her marriage to Shen Yurong.
Back then, Xue Fangfei did not know how she could be of help to Shen Yurong, but possessing an exceptional mory, she read through all the bureaucratic docunts in Yanjing City, including the official processes.
She knew what the Head of the Weaving Departnt would do upon his arrival and ntioned this to Tang Fan simply to make clear that she was not to be trifled with in this matter concerning the Ye Family, compelling Tang Fan to handle the situation seriously.
If it was only out of respect for Jiang Yuanbai that Tang Fan had been courteous to the Ye Family before, now Jiang Li’s words couldn’t help but evoke in him a slight admiration.
When Miss Jiang the Second, who had been accused of matricide and fratricide, returned to the capital, she was despised by everyone.
Yet, she made a na for herself through the scholarship examination at the Mingyi Hall and even received gifts personally awarded by the Emperor.
It’s said that capable people will thrive wherever they go, for even in adversity, they can fight their way through.
Tang Fan said respectfully, “Then, without further delay, let us go to the Weaving Yard now.”
Jiang Li and her party left with Tang Fan.
Tong Zhiyang watched their departing figures with a flash of unease in his heart.
He paused, then asked soone by his side in irritation, “Has there been any reply from Yanjing?”
“No, my lord,” ca the response.
“Useless bunch!” Tong Zhiyang cursed, “Inquire again, and,” he lowered his voice, “if there is still no news about the mistress and young master, they will face my wrath!”
His concubine and son were still missing, and Tong Zhiyang suspected they had been kidnapped from Xiangyang City.
However, with so much ti passed, starting an investigation now would be exceedingly difficult.
Everything was going wrong!
He slamd his cup onto the table in anger.
…
The Ye Family’s Weaving Yard was located in an open area at the foot of a mountain near Xiangyang.
No one was inside the Weaving Yard.
Since the issue with the Ancient Fragrance Satin, the Ye Family’s Weaving Yard had suspended operations and was no longer producing fabric.
The original batches of Ancient Fragrance Satin had already spread throughout Northern Yan, and the whole of Xiangyang City was abuzz with rumors about the Ye Family, though it was unclear how the other parts of Northern Yan were affected.
A thin layer of dust covered the looms inside the quiet Weaving Yard.
Ye Jiaer and Ye Rufeng waited in the Weaving Yard, eagerly greeting Jiang Li and the others upon their arrival.
“Cousin, you’ve finally arrived,” Ye Jiaer said.
They had been anxiously waiting for the arrival of soone from the Head of the Weaving Departnt.
These days, the Ye Family had not been able to sleep well.
Ye Minghui and his brothers were detained at the governnt office, Lizheng Hall had closed its doors, and the entire city of Xiangyang was abuzz with rumors that the Ancient Fragrance Satin from the Ye Family had caused deaths.
If other people were in their place, they too would be eating and sleeping poorly, worrying all day long.
Now that the Head of the Weaving Departnt had arrived, the cause of the problem could be determined.
Even if there was indeed an issue, they would learn what to correct, rather than aimlessly panicking like headless flies, stuck in place and clueless about what to do while watching the situation worsen by the day.
“Cousin, where is the Ancient Fragrance Satin?” Jiang Li inquired.
“Over here,” Ye Jiaer quickly responded, stepping aside to reveal a row of neatly arranged wooden boxes on the terrace behind her.
The servants opened the wooden boxes, and Tang Fan approached with his people.
The patterns on the Ancient Fragrance Satin were exquisitely subtle and dark, with a natural, faint fragrance emanating from the fabric—this was sothing only the Ye Family could produce, impossible for others to replicate.
When Ancient Fragrance Satin first ca out, it was highly sought after; nobles competed fiercely for a piece of this fabric.
Now, the Ancient Fragrance Satin had beco scorned by all, and both Ye Jiaer and Ye Rufeng had a hint of sadness in their eyes.
“Ever since this Ancient Fragrance Satin was removed from our custors, we haven’t touched it,” Jiang Li said with a smile.
“If there truly is sothing on the satin that could cause illness, it should still be there.”
Tang Fan picked up a piece of the fabric and rubbed it between his hands, as if identifying sothing.
After a while, he sniffed it closely.
Ye Jiaer clenched Jiang Li’s hand anxiously, and Jiang Li offered her a comforting smile, which helped ease her mind a bit.
After pondering for a mont, Tang Fan had his subordinates step forward to repeat what he had just done, as though confirming sothing.
Noticing that he seed to have discovered sothing, Jiang Li asked, “Lord Tang, have you found sothing?”
Before Jiang Li, Tang Fan did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly replied, “I wouldn’t call it a discovery, but there is sothing strange.”
“What’s strange?” Ye Jiaer asked urgently.
“Why are there Tuoluo Flowers on this Ancient Fragrance Satin?”
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