The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

"Chengxi?"

The west of the city is a civilian area, where all kinds of people live, so a few deaths are no big deal. Tang Zhongbai didn't understand why Hu Yu sent someone to invite him there specifically.

"What's going on?" Tang Zhongbai hesitated. Today was a family dinner and the atmosphere at the table was just right. He didn't want to leave Jiang Muxia alone and go away.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Jiang Pizi became anxious and said, "Why don't we talk while walking? The dead person looks like the mistress of an official in the government office."

"Outer room? Whose?"

Seeing that Jiang Pizi was silent, he guessed that there was something difficult to say. He sighed, went back to the house to explain the whole story, and then followed Jiang Pizi away.

As soon as they went out, the wind picked up and raindrops fell "cracklingly".

The dinner at the mansion was over, and because Tang Zhongbai left halfway, Jiang Muxia was worried and had no appetite. Seeing this, Liu Ying dismissed the party early and told Aunt Zhang that if anyone found her leaving the mansion to look for her son, she should not be stopped.

Liu Ying and Tang Shiyan were chatting in the room, and they were also surprised when they talked about the recent case.

Ever since the second son returned home, there has been no peace in the county town, with people dying every day. She would not believe that no one was targeting her son.

"Alas, I wanted them to come back and stay with me so that my son can have some rest. How come they are even busier than in Suanzao County?"

Tang Shiyan took a sip of tea and said, "The most urgent thing is to prepare the betrothal gifts for the second son. We will deliver the betrothal gifts on the way back to the capital and bring our daughter-in-law back to the capital to get married. It has been delayed for two years. It's time to get it done."

Liu Ying rolled her eyes at him. "It's already this late, and you're still thinking about this. I always feel like someone is targeting my son. If you send them more people, and find out the person behind this as soon as possible, I'll feel more at ease."

"Madam, you are worrying too much. Maybe we can return to Beijing earlier. We haven't been back for two years. I don't know how the boss is doing in Beijing."

Liu Ying looked at him, thinking for a long time before saying, "Have you not given up the idea of ​​being transferred back to Beijing? I think it's good here. We are far away from trouble. No matter how chaotic the family or the government is, it can't be blamed on us. Sometimes I think, why don't we find a beautiful place to live in seclusion, no matter how they fight over it."

The only branch of the Tang family who is now an official in the court is theirs. The first and second branches are poor and rely on selling their property to make a living. In such a bad situation, the two branches often have new people in their backyards. There are a lot of illegitimate sons and daughters, and when there are too many people, the favored ones compete with the original wives for money. They are always successful, and the backyard is in chaos, and there is no etiquette at all, and there is no distinction between the superior and the inferior, the old and the young, and the legitimate and illegitimate.

It would be against the will of heaven if such a family tradition did not decline.

However, those people shamelessly pestered the third wife every day, asking for money and official positions, but they were all scolded back by the old master and mistress of the third wife.

Liu Ying didn't like living in the capital. She was tired of the first and second wives' stubbornness, which had ruined the reputation of their third wife. Leaving the capital was a good thing for her.

Because the eldest son did not help them, these evil people spoke ill of them outside.

Thinking of these people, Liu Ying felt so angry that he couldn't calm down for a long time.

What worries her most is that her second son will return to Beijing to get married. She doesn't know how these villains will laugh at their daughter-in-law.

The thought of this gave her a headache.

……

Jiang Muxia came out of Guizhiyuan, went back to her room to change into light clothes, and then called Tang Si to go to the west of the city.

The two men were wearing straw raincoats, and Tang Si led the way, and they found the crime scene very smoothly.

The alley where the crime occurred was packed with neighbors.

There were just two lanterns hanging in front of the courtyard gate, and there were officials guarding the door. The neighbors held umbrellas and gathered at the door, leaning their heads to look inside, but they could see nothing.

The two men squeezed into the crowd, and the officer guarding the door recognized Tang Si and let them in.

Three bodies were lying in the main room, covered with white cloth. Hu Yu led the officers to investigate the scene, while Tang Zhongbai played with a wine glass on the dining table with a solemn look on his face.

A plump, pale-faced boy stood in the yard, hunched over, crying sadly.

When Jiang Pizi saw her coming, he hurried over to greet her.

"Miss Jiang, you're here." Seeing that her eyes were fixed on the white-faced servant, Jiang Pizi explained, "It was he who reported the case. This man is really strange. He kept asking uncle to catch the real murderer, otherwise uncle would be in trouble. He only said that the deceased was the mistress of a high-ranking official in the government office, but he refused to say who the mistress was."

"Of course he won't say it. The person is dead, and telling the truth would only bring shame to his master."

"But if he doesn't tell us, how can we find out the real murderer? He was killed with one knife, it looks like a revenge killing. How could a woman with two children like her have an enemy? It must be the man behind her who provoked him." Jiang Pizi said.

"Didn't you find any clues? I think the child's body is the size of an adult. They have lived for so many years, it's impossible that they don't have anything that could reveal their identity, right?"

Jiang Pizi shook his head, "No."

Jiang Muxia remained silent and slowly walked to Tang Zhongbai.

Tang Zhongbai put down his wine glass and asked in surprise, "Why are you here? It's windy and rainy, it's so unsafe."

"Do you have any clues?"

"I heard from the neighbors that at 3:45 pm, a carriage with a blue-gray tarpaulin was parked at the corner for a long time. The driver was a thin servant in black. Not long after he left, the servant entered the yard, and then we heard screams in the yard. A neighbor came to help him report the case to the government office."

"Can I see the body?"

Hu Yu came over and helped to uncover the white cloth. The dead were a woman and two men.

The woman was in her thirties and well-maintained. The two boys, the older one was fifteen or sixteen, the younger one was about ten. There was a deep cut on their necks, their clothes were soaked in blood, and the woman's eyes were still wide open, she died unwillingly.

Jiang Muxia stared at the older boy and felt that his face looked familiar. She had seen a similar face somewhere recently.

"Zhong Bai, do you think he looks like a human?"

She looked up suddenly, only to find that everyone at the scene seemed to be hesitant to speak and turned their eyes to the servant in the yard.

Tang Si blurted out: "He looks like Lord Lou!"

The servant in the courtyard was Lou Quan, who had left the Lou family in the afternoon. When he heard what Tang Si said, his face suddenly changed and he said angrily, "Nonsense! Don't slander someone's innocence for no reason."

His roar dispelled everyone's doubts and confirmed the true identities of the three people.

Hu Yu began to have a headache.

Lou Xiaofeng and Cao only had one daughter, who was seventeen years old. This daughter had a personality exactly opposite to Cao's. She was quiet and taciturn. She stayed at home every day and rarely went out. Lou Xiaofeng and Cao had a bad relationship, and his daughter was not favored by him.

I didn't expect that Cao made such a big fuss. Even though she watched him so closely, he still had a mistress outside and she gave birth to two sons for him.

Judging from the coarse linen clothes the three people were wearing, Lou Xiaofeng protected them very closely. No one could have imagined that the woman living in poverty in this courtyard was actually the mistress of Lou's owner, Bo.

The officials didn't recognize the servant in the courtyard. It seemed that Lou Xiaofeng arranged him to guard this place and rarely let him show up. If Cao hadn't died, this secret would have to be kept until Cao was buried.

However, Cao had just died last night, and these three people were about to see the light of day, so how could they be killed in their home?

Lou Xiaofeng hasn't shown up yet, so I'm afraid these three people have been abandoned by him.

"Are there any witnesses who saw the carriage stop?" Jiang Muxia asked. She had some questions in her mind.

Jiang Pizi called out to the gate, "Is Wu Fan there?"

After he finished speaking, a young man in his early twenties ran in against the rain.

"Wu Fan?" Jiang Muxia was startled. "Isn't this Miss Xueling's lover? He lives here?"

It was such a coincidence that she was surprised to see this person in this place.

She wanted to see what kind of heartless and ungrateful person Wu Fan was.