The daughter of a noble family is reborn, and she is doted on by her godmother.

Chapter 157

"I never expected that you would be the first one to test this gun."

The barrel had cooled down, so Master Fan disassembled the gun and carefully examined its internal structure.

"Yes, nothing unusual. We just need to replace the key parts with higher-strength materials. We expect to be able to start mass production soon. The only problem is that the strength of the steel is not ideal; we hope we can improve it a bit more."

Master Fan lowered his head to examine the object in his hand. After confirming that it was correct, he put the gun back together and returned it to his pocket.

The head guard who had just gone downstairs turned back. "Grand Preceptor, we have made all the arrangements."

"Yes, Chi Yi, the fifth version of the firearm design blueprints I sent you last time can be distributed and mass production can begin. Let our own brothers use them first. Note that this item is highly confidential, and you must not reveal a single word to the Emperor. You know what I mean."

"My subordinate understands."

The guard leader, named Chi Yi, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and expressed his loyalty.

The Grand Preceptor Fan stood up and dusted off imaginary dust from his clothes. "Since she's come to assassinate me, I might as well see her off. After all, she's an old friend."

The two took the stairs down to the underground ice cellar.

The wounds of the shot body stopped bleeding, and the body lay quietly on the platform in the middle of the ice cellar.

Master Fan waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave.

Instead of immediately disposing of the body, I sealed it up first, thinking that there might be some unactivated magical artifacts on her body.

Master Fan sighed and reached out to touch the body's waist.

"Huh? Something's not right."

Next, Master Fan carefully searched the body, but did not find what he was looking for.

Then, I looked at the face of the deceased.

"Oh? I see... So that's how it is..." The slightly sad expression on Fan Guoshi's face vanished instantly, replaced by an excited look.

"Chi Yi, Chi Er! Come in quickly!"

……

The assassination attempt on Grand Preceptor Fan was kept secret within a small circle; no one in either the capital or the imperial city knew what had happened the night before.

The next morning, each household began another day of business.

The same goes for "Yun Ji" and "Spring Like the First Meeting".

Business is open as usual.

Just as it was approaching noon, and just as the Marquis of Changxing's residence delivered another order for the day, a speeding carriage came rushing over.

All eyes were on this.

Flying cars are still used by the military, and only a few virtuous ministers, famous generals, marquises, princes and the like have ever been gifted with flying cars.

"Huh? Whose is this?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before."

Just as everyone was wondering who would get off the flying car, the door opened, and what stepped out wasn't a passenger, but...

"Thump!" A large white cloth bag was pushed down and landed directly in front of Chunru Chujian's shop. After pushing the bag, the car sped away without the person inside showing their face.

"Who is it?! Something that big could kill someone!"

"Wait a minute! Look up there...it looks like blood!!"

"It seems to say 'Receive' on it?"

There were dark red characters on the white cloth bag.

"It looks like it says 'Yun Ji Shou' on this!"

"Yunji! Someone come here right now!"

Upon hearing the noise, Yun Qingjin immediately ran out and what immediately came into view was the dark red bloodstains on the white cloth bag.

Carefully opened, a strong stench of blood wafted out. The onlookers nearby also caught the smell and craned their necks, staring intently into the cloth bag.

"This...this looks like a person!"

After Yun Qingjin opened the cloth bag, the first thing she saw was a pair of light and sturdy cloth shoes. Looking up, her legs were in a strange shape, unnaturally turned to the side.

Someone opened the remaining cloth bag, and judging from the clothing and hairstyle, it should belong to a woman, but...

"Aaaaaaaah! Her face!!"

The woman's face was severely mutilated, with several large knife wounds scattered across her face. Just by looking at the marks, one could tell that the perpetrator harbored deep hatred for her.

In addition to the injuries on her face, the woman also had many knife wounds on her body.

"Who exactly is this person? And why was it sent to Yunji?"

Yun Qingjin remained expressionless as she carefully observed the condition of the corpse.

"This outfit seems to be a recent new style from Yunji!"

Indeed, Yun Qingjin was very familiar with the clothes the woman was wearing. They were the same special clothes that Yun Yuke had worn when she first met her, and they were also the style that she had recently promoted when her new store opened.

"Young Miss, how are you? What exactly happened? Is your Yunji being targeted? Should I go back to the Marquis's residence and send someone to help you?"

The person sent by the Marquis of Changxing's residence to deliver the goods happened to be there as well, and this mother was looking at Yun Qingjin with an anxious expression.

Yun Qingjin simply waved her hand and continued searching the man's body.

The person who had just opened the cloth bag rummaged through the bag in their hand, shook it a few times, and a waist tag fell out of the bag.

"Boss Xiaoyun, here's this!"

A bystander quickly picked up the items from the ground.

"This seems to be something that the servants of Yunji and Chunru Chujian always carry with them!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted this, and sure enough, some people immediately looked at the other employees of Yunji.

Sure enough, all the employees I could see were wearing similar name tags.

"Qingqing...could this be...Boss Yun?"

Some of the servants at Yunji whispered to Yun Qingjin to confirm.

Even though they tried to keep their voices down, several people could still hear their conversation.

"Boss Yun?"

"Don't you know? She's the big boss of Yunji! Yeah, it's been so long since I've seen her!"

Yun Qingjin had an idea in mind. She looked up at Yun Ji, who was standing to the side, and said, "Go to the backyard and ask Accountant Yuan and Sister Xu to come here."

Then Yun Qingjin stood up and said loudly to the people around her, "Dear guests and friends, I am really sorry, but due to an unexpected situation, Yunji and Chunru Chujian are unable to serve you today. We have to close early. I am really sorry."

The servants at Yunji also started turning away customers.

In this situation, basically no one is in the mood to shop.

Although ordinary guests might want to stay and listen to the gossip, it wouldn't be appropriate to remain there any longer since someone from Yunji had already taken the body back.

"Young Miss..." The matron from the Marquis of Changxing's residence was still thinking of saying something.

Yun Qingjin reached out to stop her, "Madam, you've delivered the items today, so please go home now. Yunji will handle the rest ourselves."

Without having time to tidy up her disheveled state, Yun Qingjin went straight back to the shop, isolating herself from everything.

Inside, the shop assistants had already set up a long table, and the body was placed on it. After making the arrangements, Yun Qingjin told all the shop assistants to go outside and wait for the investigation to be completed.

Yuan Chen and Xu Huibing also came to the front hall from the back, and the two of them were carefully examining the body.

"How is it, Sister Chenchen? What do you think?"

Yuan Chen had already removed the clothes from the body and was carefully examining the knife wounds that had already congealed.

Xu Huibing assisted Yuan Chen from the side.

These people have been with Yun Yuke for a long time and are considered to be battle-hardened. The two of them have experience treating wounds and caring for patients.

Then all three of them saw a peculiar circular wound on the corpse, beneath the crisscrossing knife cuts.

"What kind of hidden weapon is this? I've never seen one before," Xu Huibing asked.

"I don't know, but that's not the point. Sister Chenchen, look at this corpse?"

After making his judgment, Yuan Chen whispered, "That's right, it should be Yun Yuke."

"This is the fake corpse she prepared."