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Of course I did. That's what you do when the Nings invite you.

...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide anything from you. I just... don't really think it's something I should bring up for no reason...

Nothing to apologize for. You've got your troubles. I'm not the kind to give you the stink eye just for being blue-blooded.

Sooo, what do I call you, lady of House Ning?

My name is... Ning Yin.

I'm... not actually part of House Ning. I was adopted by Grandfather as a child.

He always introduced me as a distant relative of the Nings, but I've never met any 'relative' who actually shares blood with me.

Do you remember what I told you before?

Look, I'm pretty bad at comforting people...

No, it's okay. Grandfather's very nice to me, and my background has never caused me any trouble at all... everyone treats me very well.

Your grandpa would be... Ning Shu? Ex-Minister of Rites?

Yes...

Perfect, I—

I know... I know.

It's getting chilly. Don't just stand out there, let's go inside and talk. Okay?

Sure, I guess.

Up ahead. We're almost there.

Take a seat. I'll fetch some tea and refreshments from the kitchen. Our house cooks are all on leave, so I can't serve you much more than some cold sides—

No need to bother. I can't stick around long.

...Are things that urgent?

Well, alright...

Alright. Tell me why you invited me here.

I'm sorry... I was going to look for you yesterday, actually, after the fire at Ding Feng Lou.

But I overheard your conversation with the Deputy Minister of Judicial Review Office and Chef Mo...

And?

Blaze, I... might have met your father before.

Are you...

It's not what it looks like!

I... needed to finish copying some letters, so I was going to take them home. The High Minister is sending these to very important mandarins, so I was just worried if the paper wasn't good enough...

I just...

It's okay, it's just brushes and paper. You're welcome to make use of it, Sir.

Thank you, little lady.

Um, what's your name...?

My name is... Gu Quan. I'm a transcriber for your estate. I copy and file the estate correspondence.

I'm Ning Yin...

Miss Ning... Of course, I know you.

Then now we know each other.

Sir, I want to read in here for a bit. I won't interrupt you while you work. Is that okay?

O—Of course...! Feel free, Miss Ning.

Mm-hm.

Miss Ning... are you into these history books?

Mm-hm. Grandfather always says one should view history as a mirror. We must use it to study our ancestors' wisdom and character, and learn from their teachings.

But I think reading's just fun. It's like all these amazing people recorded in the texts are coming to life before me, and they're all my friends.

I think someday, it might be nice to join the Imperial Historical Cabinet as a historian myself.

You've got quite a unique outlook, Miss Ning...

If you're interested in following in the High Minister's family footsteps, I'm sure you'd do well.

You think Grandfather's really cool too, then?

...Of course. Minister Ning's been helming the Ministry of Rites for decades. He has plenty of deeds to his name. He's the mandarin everyone loves.

Mm-hm... everyone in this family is so cool.

My uncle and aunt are always away from Baizao, traveling all over the country. I hear Yan couldn't have set up the meteorological and earthquake systems it has today without them.

And Ciqiu, my little sister, she's even cooler.

She's two years younger than me, but at the last Baizao Academy study camp, all the professors from the college of foreign affairs were praising her! Everyone was teasing her by calling her 'Little Miss Minister'!

All the people in my family are going to leave their names in the history books.

I love them and respect them a lot. I want to record who they are, and everything they do... but I could never become like them.

Compared to them, I'm just... normal.

You know, that reminds me of something my master once said to me.

'As history has ebbed and flowed, the floods and tides are recorded, yet most are streams that simply trickle on by... But without the babbling brook, how would the waves arise?'

The waves and brooks don't care about who's greater, or who's plainer...

Indeed, the vast majority will never get to leave their names in the history annals, but they're not the empty space between the lines. They're the pages themselves.

...Oh.

I'm sorry, I talked your ear off there...

Sir, your handwriting is really beautiful.

Oh, well, this... it's my only skill, really. I can still remember when the High Minister gave me this transcriber job.

I can never write my name properly. Grandfather's gotten on my case about it more times than I can remember.

Handwriting is a long road. Just keep at it, and you'll see change eventually.

Maybe you could be my calligraphy teacher, then?

...

I would never pose as your teacher with my modest brushwork, Miss. But...

Right... I have two copybooks here. I copy from them all the time myself. The forms are very regular—it's perfect for beginners.

If you don't mind, Miss Ning, you can... you can have these as your birthday present.

How did you know my birthday's today?

I...

Well, they decorate the estate so brightly this time every year, you see. I've spent long enough here that I've heard.

Miss Ning... Happy birthday.

Th—Thank you.

Grandfather's cold has lasted for a month by now, and it's still not getting any better. Now it's almost winter—it might only get worse at this rate. We'll be counting on you for the next while, doctor.

The High Minister's malady is mostly from overwork. You could remind him to rest more often, my lady...

Mm-hm, I will—

Sorry! I'm sorry...

I apologize for running into you, Miss.

*cough* *cough*... *cough* *hack*—Very... very sorry...

It's—it's alright! Sir... are you okay?

Why don't you sit down and rest for a while? You really look... quite ill.

I'm fine... I'm fine.

Sir, you dropped your—sir?

Are these... painkillers?

*hiss*... Strong painkillers at that... Whoever that was, he must be quite badly ill.

...

Doctor, if you're free, could I ask you to attend to that man too? You can bill his medical expenses to me.

Doctor, thank you so much for all your work. Grandfather's back in perfect health now.

Right. And about the man I asked you to attend to...

Oh, you mean that Gu Quan man.

He died.

...?!

Was it his illness...?

No... I hear some kind of accident took him while he was on his way to Victoria.

But given his health, I can't imagine he'd have lived much longer even then...

Truth is, last I met him, his malady had taken root in his vitals—I could hear it in his breathing. I can't imagine how much he was suffering in life...

And it's a mystery to me why he'd decide to travel so far while that sick...

...

This... very room. It was the study Sir Gu Quan was using.

It's been ten years since he passed away. The place has gone through some changes in that time.

But...

This...

I couldn't tell you why... but I kept hold of this medicine bottle ever since.

Blaze... I really am so sorry...

N... No...

He was—my dad was nothing like that...

I don't think he was ever that fighting fit, but he was never weak. Whenever I was with him, he always had this light in his eyes—

How could...

Even now, I'm not sure I understand Sir Gu Quan... but I know he was a warm, gentle person. I could tell.

I blamed myself over and over, for not being able to do anything more for him...

Why are you bothering to... tell me all this...?

I know you suspect that my grandfather was somehow behind your father's passing. At the point, I can only tell you what I know, but—

You told me all of this just to try and convince me Ning Shu is INNOCENT?!

N—No.

I just wanted to implore you... please, find out the truth.

Whether for Sir Gu Quan's sake... or for the sake of the truth itself.

Whatever that truth—even is...

Are you...

You don't have to tell me twice... I am gonna get to the bottom of this.

...

Shouldn't the Judicial Review Office be drowning in work top to bottom? And yet you've got the office all to yourself, Deputy Minister Lin?

Xie Zhen...? What are you here for?

Censorate routine investigation. There are some issues we'd like to consult you on regarding the Yu Cheng case.

Consultation or investigation, which is it?

Deputy Minister Lin, after working together for years, I implicitly trust you on a personal level.

But the Department of Discipline and Supervision has a lot riding on this case. We have to go through the motions, Lin, if you'll pardon me.

Just... ask what you need to.

Name.

Lin Qingyan.

Gender.

...!

...Female.

Um... let's skip the basic info for now. For the next few questions, you don't need to elaborate on your answers, just respond 'yes' or 'no'.

Are you grilling me?

Everything you say from hereon will be recorded. I'm worried what you say could fly against you.

...

If you have no further questions, let's begin.

Deputy Minister Lin, you passed Tianshi Bureau assessments in childhood and were exceptionally admitted per your outstanding grades, and followed the esteemed Cyanstorm Count in learning your Lei Fa.

After graduating from the Tianshi Bureaus, you chose to join the Judicial Review Office, and soon accompanied then-Deputy Minister Yu Cheng in investigations all across the realm.

In just a year, from Registrar, you rose several ranks to become the youngest Deputy Minister in the history of Yan.

Is this background, as stated, true?

Yes.

In your third month with the Judicial Review Office, as Registrar, you handed in a whistleblower report to Discipline and Supervision. It accused the Right Assistant Revenue Minister of embezzlement and extortion, and you recovered ten million in stolen assets.

In your fifth month, in Changji, you essentially singlehandedly shone light on the local academy's examination fraud. Over a hundred mandarins were implicated in this, the highest of which was second-rank, all were eventually rounded up.

Upon becoming Deputy Minister, you handled the case of former Judicial Review Office Deputy Minister Yu Cheng forging evidence, causing him to be expelled from the Office's Haoran Pavilion, with all status stripped from him thereafter...

Are these case histories, as stated, true?

...Yes.

With an academic background like this, surely everyone lauds you as a young up-and-comer blessed to the gills with talent.

And yet people can't help but wonder—what gives such a greenhand mandarin the courage, the capacity to handle these cases?

Can you get to the point?

If I'm remembering right, your good mother and father were Tianshis at the Chamber of Heaven's Designs, spending years building much in the north, even being vested personally by the True Lung.

The Lin family's a well-bred one, many Tianshi giants in its line. And on top of that, rumor has it they're quite closely-knit with the Lord Exorcist's household.

As for Cyanstorm Count... I think even the rank fails to sufficiently capture your shifu's importance to Great Yan.

...Are these relationships, as stated, true?

Xie Zhen, what are you doing?

You need only answer 'yes' or 'no', Deputy Minister Lin.

Don't think I'm deaf to your connotations... You're trying to say, it was only by leaning on my background that I could take on Judicial cases all these years?!

...I certainly didn't say that at any point.

Having known each other for years, I would never doubt your integrity. The Lin Qingyan in my mind's eye has always been a pursuer of justice.

But why, Lin, do you not pursue now?

Xie Zhen... Just why did you come to see me today?

How much do you really know about the Yu Cheng affair?

As I just said, I'm here to see you today on routine business.

As for the Yu Cheng case, what I heard in the courtroom that day is all I know.

What makes you so dead-set on the case, Censor Xie Zhen?

Before you decided you'd investigate it, I remember we actually had an argument.

I'm going to speak out of line here... the whole stripping of his rank aside, I really do respect people like Yu Cheng.

Now of all times, you're going to defend him again?

If a law enforcer does not themselves abide by the law, that's abuse of power. That goes for every last member of the Three Organs of Justice—what kind of double-standard could you possibly be applying here?

No, no... The Judicial Review Office's verdict is settled on Yu Cheng's mistake. I've little more to say there.

I'm just very curious... What kind of truth could have pushed him to such means to find it?

...

You must be more familiar with Yu Cheng than me.

In your opinion, was he a smart man?

Naturally. When it comes to sniffing out lies or chasing down leads, I'm no match for him.

Then did you ever wonder if, supposing Yu Cheng truly intended to cover up his own forgery, you should have been able to make such short work of the case?

You're telling me he let me find him out on purpose? What for?

That, I don't know. But he put you in charge of the scrollery fire case... To an outsider, I don't think I can say that Yu Cheng had no faith in you.

You've been all over Baizao the past few days investigating that case, I know that. I've heard as much.

And yet since yesterday, you've been loitering in the Judicial Review Office, acting like you've been grounded.

I can't help being curious—what made you go and give up on pursuing this case?

Are you afraid of offending the high and mighty? No, that's not like the Lin Qingyan I know...

Did someone lofty crack down on you? Can't be, I think. You're sitting here in the office, after all, not in a Judicial prison cell.

If not that, then all my pondering can only produce one answer...

You're scared that if you continue, you'll implicate someone you know.

...

Seems I guessed right.

In the thick of things, your concern clouds your judgment. It's like you've forgotten the simplest of truths.

Don't miss the forest for the trees.

If you can't hide it, you may as well tip it out. Show it some sunlight.

Mr. Censor, you've really served up a lesson for me today.

Not at all. I think the hush of this office must've helped you figure out plenty by yourself.

I know what I must do.

Madam, I went to ask Deputy Minister Lin if she wanted anything to eat, since I saw she hadn't left the office all day, but—but she...

When did she go missing?

I—I don't know, nobody's seen her at all...

...

What are you spacing out at the door for?

...!

Grandfather...