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An Eight-year-old Princess novel Chapter 397

However, Yun Shang didn't come back. Prince Jing asked the butler to look around the mansion for her, but he couldn't find her. He guessed that Yun Shang must have gone out. After thinking for a while, Prince Jing told the Butler about Yun Shang's whereabouts, and left a letter to her. Then he rushed to the small forest in the south of the city, waiting for his people to meet him.

At this time, Yun Shang was in the Yuman tower. In the wing room, there were all kinds of people, including beggars, prostitutes and peddlers.

"I asked you to pay attention to the movements in the imperial city a few days ago, but I am afraid that my guards didn't get my intention loud and clear. That is why I came here myself today to ask you something, something small but important." Yun Shang took the only seat in the wing room, and scanned the people in the room with a casual glance.

Everyone gazed at Yun Shang. They dared not to breathe heavily in fear of disturbing this beautiful woman.

"How about the price of the oil in the city a few days ago?" Yun Shang said gently.

The others didn't expect that Yun Shang would ask such a question. They were silent for a moment before someone said, "the price has increased a month ago. It is one kilo of oil. It has increased about four hundred. I asked the owner some days ago and dared not buy it because I can not afford it."

Yun Shang knocked her fingers slightly on the table and asked, "is there any store selling oil? Do you know which store is the first to rise the price of the oil? "

"At the beginning, it is the Li's shop in the south of the city who rose the price. The price of his store didn't soar that much at first. It just increased one hundred per kilo. But later, I found that the city's stock of the oil became less and less, so the price seemed to rise very soon. So the Li's shop increased it again in a hurry." Said a woman.

Yun Shang meditated for a moment and nodded her head, "there is a soldier of the prison living in the Shui Jing Alley of the west of the city. Does anyone know his name?"

"I remember him. His name is Liu Sanjin." A bearded man with a cloth which was broken from the iron mouth said to her in a hurry.

Yun Shang chuckled, "what about his character?"

The middle-aged man with long beard meditated for a moment before he said, "he has a straight temper and is always jealous of evil. He often bragged that he was a inferior in the court of justice. But he fell ill not long ago all of a sudden and was in a coma all day. One day, I saw he go to work

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