Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Romance -> Qi Huan

Chapter 108 Tragedy

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "Qi Huan" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!

    Huang Qinghe knew about it.

    But it was after he arrived in Shuntian Mansion that he happened to read the case files of these years in his spare time, and he also passed this case in passing.

    Because compared with the cases that happened that year, the fire was inconspicuous.

    That year happened to be after King Wei's rebellion, and King Wei's party was arrested everywhere in Beijing. Home raids and deaths were commonplace. Cases were reported to Shuntian Mansion, Ministry of Criminal Justice, and Dali Temple almost every day. There was a backlog of heavy cases.  It is not easy to sort out the documents. The testimony in it is only perfunctory. Anyway, everything is related to treason, and there will be no sufferer to sue

    Now that the woman mentions it, maybe there is something hidden in it.

    Huang Qinghe said: "Grandma, do you know about this?"

    "Of course," said the old woman, "I saw the fire start with my own eyes."

    There seemed to be fire in the old woman's eyes.

    "It's a big fire," the old woman stretched out her hand, "It burned so brightly that the sky turned red. The fire started from that Taoist temple and burned down all the surrounding houses."

    Huang Qinghe thought of the wall stacks outside the Taoist temple: "But I saw burnt marks on the wall stacks. The fire should not be big."

    The old woman laughed: "If a dozen people can be burned to death, do you think it is a big fire?"

    Huang Qinghe said: "I have read the files, and it seems that the person living next to the Taoist temple is a doctor, and none of the doctor's family has escaped."

    The old woman smiled and said: "Yes, the doctor used to be very famous. He was kind and generous. He often went to the nursing home to treat wounded soldiers and refugees. He had a wife, a pair of children, an apprentice, and three servants.  Burned to death, I went to see the body when it was carried out from the doctor's house, it was so miserableI also gave paper money for burningeach person burned a pile, and burned more than a dozen piles."

    Huang Qinghe made the final calculation: "These are only eight people. Could it be that there are others in the doctor's family?"

    The old woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and patted her head for a while: "I am old and can't remember anything, sir, please don't blame me" She bent forward and walked forward.

    Huang Qinghe caught up with the old woman: "Grandma, since you have already said it, why don't you make it clear that people were burned to death in the Taoist temple. You remember wrongly, some corpses were carried out from the Taoist temple.  .¡±

    The old woman finally stopped, but this time she compared her lips with her finger: "Shh, this matter cannot be said. The people who died in the Taoist temple were rebels. They had nowhere to go to hide in the Taoist temple, but they were killed by the Taoist nun.  I found out that those people kept doing nothing and killed all the Taoist nuns. When they heard that the people from the yamen came to search, they lit a fire and burned themselves to death inside. Alas ah, it's all those rebels.  wrong."

    The two of them walked to the Taoist temple, and the old woman turned her head: "My lord, come in and have a seat!"

    Huang Qinghe looked at the burn marks on the wall of the Taoist temple, and was lost in thought for a while, but the old woman didn't urge him, as if she wanted to give him time to think about it.

    "I won't go in, there is still something waiting for me to deal with in the Yamen," Huang Qinghe looked at the old woman, "Take care of yourself!"

    Huang Qinghe turned to leave, the old woman slowly closed the two doors of the Taoist temple, and her chaotic eyes disappeared behind the door.

    After locking the door, the old woman cleaned her hands, lit a stick of incense and put it in the incense burner, and knelt down on the futon slowly: "Why don't you bless us, those bad people are living better and better these years,  We managed to find an opportunity, and maybe we won¡¯t be able to do anything again.¡±

    Speaking of this, the old woman thought of Master Huang who helped her up.

    "Master Huang seems to be a good person, but he well, where in this world is Master Qingtian?" the old woman said, covering her stomach, and there was a faint pain in the place where she was kicked by Zhang's steward, "No matter what, as long as  If I have a chance, I will try it, and hope that through him I can rescue that child Zhiyi, she is a good child, and she has endured a lot of hardships in pretending to be a Taoist nun these years."

    The old woman looked at the curling smoke, her eyes became more and more determined

    After everyone left, Meng Lingyun came out of the darkness. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath.

    The eldest lady ordered him to watch every move of the old woman in the Taoist temple. Just now when he heard the noisy voice in the Taoist temple, he knew that the Zhang family was doing evil inside. The Zhang family closed the door of the Taoist temple and did whatever they wanted inside.  Only by making some movement can the people in the Taoist temple be rescued.

    He thought of a way to pretend to be a thief and fall into the nearby yard, and then be discovered deliberately, so that people can be drawn out to "catch the thief". As long as there is chaos around, the Zhang family will inevitablydisturbed.

    But he covered his face just now, and he didn't know where there was a cold snort, as if he was very disgusted and disdainful of his actions.

    He turned his head in a panic, only to see a familiar figure flashing in front of him, and then the servants of the Zhang family climbed up the wall.

    who is it.

    The man ran back again, and took off the cloth covering his face, revealing Xu Qing'an's face.

    Xu Qingan blinked.

    "My son is really amazing." Meng Lingyun praised immediately.

    Only then did Xu Qing'an nodded in satisfaction, no one could be more serious than him in causing trouble.

    Xu Qingan and Meng Lingyun carefully hid there to watch the situation, and finally everyone left, and they were relieved.

    "Let's go," Xu Qing'an said, "Nothing will happen tonight."

    The two walked forward together.

    Xu Qing'an smacked his lips: "My younger sister has a better vision. That Huang Qinghe looks like bean sprouts. I didn't expect to have such courage. It's really good."

    When Meng Lingyun returned to Anyihou's mansion, he found that the lights in Xu Qinghuan's room were still on.

    Xu Qing'an said about Zhang's family's goalkeeper: "As you expected, the Zhang family went to the Taoist temple. The Zhang family's involvement in this case must be to solve the case as soon as possible!"

    Xu Qinghuan nodded: "I think so, butthey seem to be sure that the two nuns are the murderers, otherwise why would they spend so much effort on this Taoist temple?"

    Meng Lingyun said: "The old lady talked with Mr. Huang for a long time. Mr. Huang stood outside the Taoist temple and looked at the outer wall of the Taoist temple for a while before leaving."

    Hearing this, Xu Qinghuan closed the book in his hand, raised his head to look at Xu Qingan: "Brother, let's rest earlier."

    Xu Qingan was a little surprised: "Don't we do anything?"

    Xu Qinghuan said: "Brother will go and find out tomorrow morning when the Taoist temple caught fire, whether there are any dead people, and where the dead people are buried. The more detailed the better."

    She remembered that the outer wall of the Taoist temple still had traces of being smoked by fire, and what the old woman and Huang Qinghe mentioned might be related to that fire.

    Perhaps some clues can be found here.

    When Xu Qing'an left with Meng Lingyun, Xu Qinghuan looked into the yard, wondering how Mrs. Tan was sleeping tonight, and when she was going to do it

    The Zhang family.

    The steward of the Zhang family stood in the room, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

    He didn't ask anything, and Huang Qinghe almost got hold of him. He messed up this errand.

    "What's wrong with you?" Zhang Yucong looked up at the steward, whose clothes were soaked through.

    "Falled fell into the water" Zhang Guanshi said, "I I accidentally fell into the water when I came back from the Taoist temple."

    Waste.

    Zhang Yucong looked over coldly: "Someone hurt you?"

    "No, no, I don't know why, as soon as my legs get weak"

    Thinking of this matter, the manager still feels strange, how he fell into the water without any problems.

    "My lord," the steward knelt down, "it's all small things that are not good for youyouyou forgive the little one this time, next time, next time, the little one will definitely handle it well." (Remember this website 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