New widow

"Almost everyone in the village is here, except the Song family." Li Zheng's wife was very familiar with the people in the village and answered after just one glance.

"Sir, I found this on the body." Wu Zuo came over with a handkerchief in his hand. Su Du glanced at the handkerchief and frowned: "This is not a handkerchief for men."

This handkerchief is made of silk, while most men use handkerchiefs made of cotton or even linen, with a plum blossom embroidered on it.

"Not many people in our village can afford such an expensive handkerchief." Li Zheng's wife has a sharp eye and can tell at a glance that this handkerchief is not cheap.

Is it expensive? Su Du really didn't know how much these handkerchiefs cost. After all, Mrs. Nanyang Marquis stuffed many such things in Su Du's box, and they were much more exquisite than this handkerchief.

"You can buy this handkerchief in the shop for five cents of silver." Li Zheng's wife explained with a smile. Su Du nodded. Five cents of silver is indeed not cheap, especially for these people.

"The wound was in the abdomen. He should have been stabbed in the abdomen. He struggled to run out. When he got here, he lost strength and fell to the ground and died. Someone found blood stains in the morning and reported it to the official." Wuzuo answered respectfully. .

It seemed like a clueless case. Su Du and Zhang Qing exchanged a look, and the two of them walked into the ruined temple. The body had been turned over at this moment, and this man had an ordinary face and no features at all. .

"First make an announcement to find the deceased relative." Su Du pondered for a while, and after saying this, someone naturally went to do it, and Li Zheng's wife said, "This person looks familiar."

"Why do you look familiar?" Zhang Qing asked, Li Zheng

The wife hesitated for a moment and then said: "I didn't take it seriously. This person seems to have been there a few days ago. Mrs. Kuang said she was looking for someone to build the wall. This person seems to have gone."

So he was a plasterer. Su Du first asked the yamen to go find the plasterer and ask. Then Su Du seemed to think of something: "Ms. Kuang?"

"Yes, the house where Madam Kuang lives has been around for more than ten years. The walls are a little worn out. I found someone to repair it a few days ago. Madam Kuang gave me a lot of money and the people were very cheerful. Several people went to help." Li Zheng The wife was startled by the tone of Su Du's words and almost knelt down in front of Su Du, but she still answered honestly.

"The wall needs to be repaired, I heard, I heard..." Zhang Qing frowned. It is summer now, and the rain is more frequent than usual. If the wall needs to be repaired, it will take some time, so that the wall can dry quickly, and If you don't build the wall at this time, it will collapse again when it rains.

"Madam, madam." Little Sister Song rushed into the main room with a pale face. Su Qiao looked at her: "What happened? You are sweating all over your face."

"Madam, help me." Little Sister Song knelt down in front of Suqiao. Suqiao's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly: "What's the matter? Get up and say it nicely."

"Just a few days ago, my wife said she wanted to build a wall, so she called for someone. There was a plasterer inside. When he saw me delivering food, he started teasing me with words. Naturally, I ignored him. Who would have thought that yesterday, when I went shopping, I met this craftsman on the way back. When he saw that I was alone, he came up to bully me. In desperation, I pulled out the hairpin from my hand and stabbed him, then ran away. I just heard that he was dead."

As she spoke, Little Sister Song began to cry: "My hairpin is not very sharp, so why can it stab someone to death?"

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You get up. Suqiao helped little Sister Song up and said, "This is not your fault." "

"How could it not be my fault?" Sister Song cried more and more uncomfortably: "Originally, the wife and the girl lived well here, but now, now, I am afraid that the government will come."

After saying that, Sister Song stiffened her neck and said, "Why don't I go with them and I won't hurt my wife."

"What are you talking about?" Suqiao hit Little Sister Song: "I don't know, what do you think you are going to be sent to by me?"

"I'm just worried and scared." Little Sister Song started to cry again.

"Don't worry, I'm here." Su Qiao reached out and pressed Sister Song's shoulder to comfort her. Sister Song looked up at Su Qiao: "Really?"

"When did I lie to you?" Suqiao said calmly, and Sister Song's tears fell again: "I just, I just think that a noble person like you will not take us to heart."

Noble person? When Su Qiao heard these two words, she couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile. However, Su Qiao did not continue talking to Little Sister Song on this issue. She only said to Little Sister Song: "You are using a hairpin, and you are poking it again." If it wasn’t his neck, how could it kill him?”

"But..." Little Sister Song heard what Su Qiao said made sense. It was not like she was holding a knife in her hand and slashed the person's stomach to death. It was just a hairpin. Even if it was It's sharp, it's not inserted into the neck, and its belly is so thick, how could it stab someone to death?

"Okay, there's nothing that can't be done." After Su Qiao finished speaking, she said, "Call Mother Wu in."

Little Sister Song glanced at Su Qiao, then walked out and called Aunt Wu in. Aunt Wu saw Su Qiao was about to

As he spoke, Suqiao said to Nanny Wu: "Go and ask Manager Wu to find out which yamen the person who came to investigate this case is from?"

"Madam, there's no need to ask about this. The magistrate has ordered the general magistrate and the magistrate to investigate this case." That's what Madam Wu opened her mouth. Su Qiao's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but then she smiled: "This doesn't seem to be anything. Big case.”

"Perhaps I had a grudge against someone. I quarreled with someone on the road and was stabbed by someone. I struggled to get home and died before I got home." Aunt Wu's words made Suqiao smile: "You are so experienced. , it’s like seeing it with your own eyes.”

"Madam, that's not what you said. We serve in the mansion all the year round, and the people who come and go around us are also servants from various mansions. Of course, someone has told us this." Suqiao listened to Aunt Wu's explanation and was about to speak. Sister Song came in again, this time her face turned pale: "The official is here."

Zhang Qing is here? Su Qiao said "Oh" and asked Sister Song to invite the people in. Sister Song's face became even paler: "Madam, Madam, you'd better send me to the Yamen."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where is the yamen and where can women go?" Suqiao scolded her lightly, and Grandma Wu frowned: "What trouble did you get into?"

"I, I just, just..." Little Sister Song was about to cry again, but Su Qiao had already said to Aunt Wu: "Invite Mr. Zhang into the main room."

Not to mention that there are not so many etiquettes in the Duke's Mansion in the capital. Su Qiao and Zhang Qing have met before, so naturally they did not use a screen to cover them. When Zhang Qing walked into the main room, he saw Su Qiao sitting on it. , Zhang Qing also stopped and saluted Su Qiao: "

Lady Kwong. "