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Jiang Zhiyi's heart trembled, and he wanted to speak. The old female Taoist priest beside him stepped forward: "We can't understand what this good man is talking about. It is common for Taoist priests to walk around"
I don't want to say too much at this point, so I dragged Jiang Zhiyi and the two of them to bypass Xu Qinghuan's master and servant and continue to move forward.
Xu Qinghuan turned her head to look at the backs of the two female Taoist priests, and couldn't help shaking her head.
"Miss, are they the murderers?" Feng Chu whispered.
"No, but they're going to be in trouble."
When the girl's voice came, Jiang Zhiyi stopped unconsciously. She always felt that the girl knew something.
"Miss, we are indeed being targeted, let's go!"
Hearing Mama Wu's urging voice, Jiang Zhiyi nodded, and the two of them walked straight forward. Just as they walked out of this small alley, a blur appeared in front of their eyes, and several people surrounded them. That was the Shuntian Mansion General Judge who came to the Taoist Temple yesterday to check the situation.
Xu Qinghuan turned around and saw this scene.
Huang Qinghe, the current judge of Shuntian Mansion, naturally doesn't know her, but in his previous life, he was a frequent visitor to her family, often discussing cases with Li Xu until late, his favorite food is fried fish, and his favorite drink is sweet-scented osmanthus wine. Three cups will lead to drunkenness. When Li Xu came to Beijing, Li Changyan introduced Huang Qinghe to Li Xu. Li Xu asked Huang Qinghe many times to help him.
In the previous life, Huang Qinghe was promoted to the Ministry of Punishment and has been serving as the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment. After they went to northern Xinjiang, Huang Qinghe would bring his wife to visit his home every year.
The last time was when the person Li Xu was chasing disappeared, Huang Qinghe came to the door to seek evidence, and finally left sickly, and soon fell ill after returning to Beijing.
On her way to Beijing, Huang Qinghe died of illness, Huang Qinghe's eldest son died of acne, and Mrs. Huang followed her husband and son in despair. When she rushed to Huang's mansion, she saw only three coffins.
The old man reunited, Huang Qinghe was still so young, although his official position was still low, he looked radiant and determined to show his ambitions.
"Sure enough, I was expected by the official," Huang Qinghe said, "Where are you going?"
Jiang Zhiyi lowered his eyes and tried to calm down his emotions: "We are originally monks who live in no fixed place. Now that the weather is getting warmer, there are Fa conferences in big Taoist temples. We will also go to visit all the masters. Chanting and practicing."
"I don't think so," Huang Qinghe said, "When we came to the Taoist temple yesterday, the ground at the entrance was particularly clean, as if it had been scrubbed many times. Although nothing can be seen, I want to say that this is an unwise move. Sometimes evidence can not only prove a crime, but also exonerate someone. If you destroy evidence at will, you have to add a little more suspicion to yourself.
Just because I suspected you, I ordered people to continue to search for evidence around, and I did not disappoint me. "
Huang Qinghe looked at the yamen next to him, and the yamen sent a blood-stained Taoist robe: "This Taoist robe was buried on the bank of the river. It seems that the size of this Taoist robe should be worn by a woman. Can the two of you take out the Taoist robe from the bag?" , Let me compare the size."
Jiang Zhiyi was startled, and said for a moment: "That's why, but we are not the ones who did the murder."
"Whether it is true or not, what you say doesn't count, and what I say doesn't count," Huang Qinghe said, "Only this evidence can be used to incriminate a person."
The yacha went forward to get the burden.
Jiang Zhiyi couldn't refuse, so she had to hand over the burden, and her eyes fell on the bloody gown. She knew it was the Taoist robe she usually wears. She sewed the Taoist robe with her own hands, and added a layer of fabric on the neckline and cuffs. , so as not to wear too much on weekdays.
After a while, the Yachai stepped forward and said: "My lord, this blood-stained Taoist robe is the same as what this female Taoist priest usually wears."
Seeing this, the old Taoist nun hurriedly said: "My lord, we lost a Taoist robe yesterday, it must be someone trying to frame us."
Huang Qinghe raised his chin: "Yesterday, I came to ask you about something unusual in the past two days. Why didn't you tell me? If you were innocent, why did you leave in such a hurry today? If I didn't find this robe in time, Where are we going to find you again?"
As he spoke, he refused to listen to the old Taoist nun's excuses, and ordered the servants: "Put people into prison for interrogation, and see what else they are hiding."
? Seeing the Yachai approaching, Jiang Zhiyi said: "We are both women, and we haven't been convicted yet, so we don't need to wear torture tools. If you want to take us to the prison for interrogation, we will go with you."
Huang Qinghe nodded: "That's the best."
Yachai left with two Taoist nuns, Huang Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went to the Taoist temple to look for evidence, but sawThe girl put down the fence on her head and led the man out of the alley. When passing him, she seemed to sigh.
There was a faint hint of disappointment.
Huang Qinghe's heart sank, and he immediately recalled what he said just now, as if there was nothing wrong or missing.
"My lord, my lord, do we still want to go to the Taoist temple?"
"Go," Huang Qinghe said immediately, "Of course I'm going." He had handled the case earlier, and he had to serve his wife when he went back at night. Now that there is no one at home, he doesn't know what happened to her.
Huang Qinghe got rid of distracting thoughts and led the people to the Taoist temple
"Miss, are we leaving like this?" Feng Chu looked at the clear river water, a little bit reluctantly, she hadn't gone to the water's edge to take a picture of herself yet.
"Why don't you stay here? The boss of the boat made it clear that Mr. Sun Er rented the boat at dusk the day before yesterday."
"so what?"
"So the murder happened when it was dark."
Feng Chu's eyes brightened when she heard these words: "Miss, what do you mean, you want to come to visit the flower boat at night?"
"I won't come," Xu Qinghuan said, "I want my brother to come."
Feng Chu yelled in surprise: "Isn't the son of the world going to have his leg broken?"
It was late at night, and the lanterns on both sides of the river were lit and hung up. Several big boats started to go down the river. Hua Niang¡¯s tunes floated out from the boats. .
The wine seller propped a small boat skillfully on the river, and a jar of wine was delivered to the boat. With the fragrance of the wine, the prosperity of the Bishui River reached its peak, and then the music ended and people dispersed. People who were full of food and drink began to leave, some were left with the help of their family members, and three or five friends walked with the support of each other.
There are also some people who are still unsatisfied with the wine, sell a few pots of wine on their own boats, and float themselves on the river, so after the flower boat leaves, they can see a few small boats parked there.
One by one the lanterns began to go out, and the sound of humming tunes came from the boat. It seemed that some young man was still immersed in the excitement just now. A gust of wind blew the empty wine bottles at the bow of the boat and blown them into the river, " "Plop" startled the people on the shore.
The girl waiting in the corner was a little worried and took a step forward, only to find a figure standing on the bank at some point.
When this person came over just now, Uncle Lei had already spotted him, but this person was so skilled that he disappeared in front of him in a blink of an eye, and it was hard for him to catch up.
"it's me."
Before Uncle Lei made a sound, Song Chengxuan turned his head. The moonlight reflected on his clear eyes. His temples were cut like knives and his eyebrows were painted in ink. He was naturally a handsome young man, but his whole body seemed to be immersed in frost. The cold air of thousands of miles away makes people feel intimidated when they see it.
"Master Song, what a coincidence." Xu Qing laughed happily.
Before Song Chengxuan could speak, the pleasant voice sounded again: "Sir Song would not like to experience the beauty of this cruise ship for himself, would he? By the way, he can infer what happened to Mr. Sun Er that day, then Mr. Song might be disappointed. "
He smelled faintly of alcohol, and he might have been on a certain flower boat, but it's a pity that his cold demeanor would scare people away wherever he went, and he really couldn't blend into the scene in front of him.
Unlike his elder brother, who was obviously doing a show to attract people, but she felt that his brother was doing a fake show for real, and he was already drunk, which made her worry.
Song Chengxuan didn't speak, but just looked at her fixedly. She seemed to be joking just now, but she guessed what he did tonight.
Except, he will stand in front of her.
"Here we come." Uncle Lei called out.
Both Song Chengxuan and Qing Huan looked into the river, but they couldn't see anything on the river, but the waves on the river seemed to be getting bigger.
It is not difficult to guess that someone is in the water and is slowly approaching the boat that Xu Qingan was in. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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