Bab 189: Silent Killings in the Capital

The capital was warmer than the northern regions. The signs of spring could be seen awakening the flowers on tree branches. Every night, lights from tens of thousands of households illuminated the bridges and rivers. It was a bustling scene; the perfect time to enjoy the spring.

When the day came, the capital was a bit quiet. Civilians and officials alike felt sleepy and didn’t want to move much, so there weren’t too many people on the streets.

Past noon, a scholar with a gloomy expression came into the capital from the eastern gate. With him was a married woman. From their expressions and actions, they didn’t appear to be mother and son. Instead of settling at an inn, they went straight to an inconspicuous house to the western side of the capital. Only a few people knew the real owner of that house was an Imperial Censor.