Since I met you, people are dying every day

Tang Zhiyong covered his mouth and held his breath, "What is uncle talking about? Can't Zhiyong understand?"

"You still want to pretend to be in front of me?" Tang Lianggong slapped him again. Although he didn't slap him directly, the air of his slap was clear and perceptible. "You killed your elder brother, set fire to the corpse, and pretended to be him. Whenever you saw me, you called my uncle to force me to admit it. You answered the words so quickly when he was doing the autopsy, didn't you just use your heart to kill him? Died a natural death?"

Tang Zhiyong was at a loss and was speechless.

Tang Lianggong glanced at him, "Don't quibble? Who do you think you can hide with your little disguise? You thought of intentionally burning your arm, but Zhi used the longevity lock on his neck...I hung it up with my own hands. Longevity lock, can't I recognize it?" His tone became more and more sad and angry, and his eyes were full of water, "Little brat! I really spoiled you! You used to speak ill of Betty in front of him, but you can talk about it." , You made such a big mistake, harming your brother and my whole family, what is the reason? What do you say!?" In the end, he almost burst into tears.

Tang Zhi knelt down with a plop. "Father! The boy is wrong! The boy doesn't want to die!"

After the autopsy, Ye Sirui and Xia Shu went back to have dinner, finally there was no reason to procrastinate, they asked Ye Fu about today's affairs, and went to Shengwan Hall.The evening hall was nothing more than judging cases. Ye Fu sorted out the lawsuits and his own judgments, and he read them one by one and read them accordingly.

Xia Shu returned to his room to sharpen his sword. The sword was very old, but there was no trace of bumps on the sword, it was sharp and bright, like a pool of autumn water.He had seen others sharpen swords before, but now he tried it himself, and he realized that this job was not easy. With a slight shake of his hand, the sword was useless.So when he sharpens his sword, he always concentrates and concentrates on it.After polishing, he wiped it with a cloth, and it shone brightly without leaving any traces. When wiping the sword, he could finally let his mind run wild.This is also the time when he is most relaxed, sitting quietly on the armchair, looking at the sky outside the window in a trance.

It was already halfway through the time when Ye Sirui left the hall, and the sky was getting dark.He waited at the gate of the yamen with a lantern, and the midsummer night was full of cicadas and fireflies.He yawned and heard the sound of the carriage from afar. "Uncle Rui!" Ye Kuang got off the carriage and threw himself into his arms impatiently.Ye Sirui picked him up and made out with him for a while.Ye Kuang has also grown up a bit, unlike before he can easily hug him.He nodded to the coachman, led Ye Kuang back to the house, and asked some interesting things about the school as he walked.

"My lord!" Tsing Yi with a red belt and a knife on his waist.As soon as the group approached, Ye Sirui patted Ye Kuang, "Go and play with your master."

"How's it going?" Ye Sirui went up to him and asked.

Ma Lu brought five people over to salute him, and came back behind him without hesitation, "Why is there another brother missing?" Ye Sirui asked.

"I told him to go to Yuelai Inn to watch Mr. Tang and Mr. Tang." Ma Lu said.He said such outrageous words without any timidity.

"You doubt them?" Ye Sirui asked.

"My lord, how many people can set fire to the station? Isn't it the ones who survived?"

Ye Sirui nodded. "Go into the room and tell me, what did you brothers find out?" They chatted as they walked.When Ma Lu and the others came back earlier, they directly interrogated the servants of the post station.Ma Lu said: "It's true that Tang Jinghuan has a heart disease, and everyone in the Tang family knows it. The postmen also know that Tang Jinghuan is weak and can't be too emotional, so don't bother him on weekdays."

This is consistent with the autopsy results.Ye Sirui took him back to the third hall, and asked the four yamen servants to go back and rest, while Guan Yan watched from outside. "You guys are tired after working all day, Ma Lu can just report here. Go back and rest first." After making a break, Ma Lu sat next to him and stared at him with burning eyes. "My lord, according to the servants of the Tang family, Tang Zhiyong's father died and his mother remarried, so he was adopted by Mr. Tang. The relationship between Tang Jinghuan and Tang Zhiyong was decent at the beginning, but Tang Jinghuan often said behind his back that his father didn't pay as much attention to him as before. him."

Ye Sirui carefully recalled the only meeting with Tang Jinghuan, and smiled.That's interesting, the dinner at the inn didn't show that the two of them were like brothers and sisters.

Ma Lu continued talking, his voice even softer. "But Tang Jinghuan's personal servant told me that more than a month ago, Tang Jinghuan had a dream. After waking up, his attitude towards Tang Zhiyong changed drastically. He often said that he was going to kill himself and so on. Master Tang trained him several times. He still didn’t change his words. It was the same for this inspection. Master Tang originally only brought Tang Zhiyong with him, but Tang Jinghuan insisted that it was not safe for him to stay and forced Master Tang to bring him along.

Ye Sirui raised his eyebrows when he heard that, "I can't tell, Mr. Tang is kind to his son."

"Master Tang's wife died of illness early, leaving only this son, and he has never been reborn, so maybe he has a deep love for him."

"You know a lot." Ye Sirui said, "It seems that it was right to send you there. So, do you suspect that Tang Zhiyong really killed Tang Jinghuan?"

Ma Lu shook his head, his voice very solemn. "My lord, my small suspicion is that Tang Jinghuan killed Tang Zhiyong."

"But he's already dead." Ye Sirui was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he denied it flatly: "It's impossible. It can't be him."

"My lord." Ma Lu leaned forward, "I took the postman to see, and the place where Tang Jinghuan's body was found was Tang Zhi's bedroom!"

Ye Sirui was thoughtful.

"Does your lord still remember that when Mr. Tang identified the corpse, he said that there was a long life lock on the neck of the corpse, so he judged that it was Tang Jinghuan?"

"Remember." Ye Sirui said.At that time, he was shocked by Tang Lianggong's calmness about the death of his only son. Now that he thought about it, it was really strange.

Ma Lu said again: "I asked Tang's family, Tang Jinghuan and Tang Zhiyong both wore long-life locks, which were made by Mr. Tang after Tang Zhiyong was adopted, but they don't know what the words are on it. Tang Zhiyong's servants were burned to death, I asked Tang Jinghuan's servant, and he said Tang Jinghuan's Longevity Lock was engraved with the words 'Longevity for a Hundred Years'." Ye Sirui nodded, Tang Jinghuan was born with a deficiency, and the Longevity Lock was engraved on it. This is normal.Ma Lu said: "But the little one went to the execution room and saw the burnt longevity lock. It was clearly engraved with 'Tianbao Jiuru'!"

Xiaoya Zhongtianbao in the Book of Songs is like a hill like a mound, like a hill like a ridge, like a river arriving in a direction, like a moon as constant, like a rising sun, like the longevity of Nanshan, like the luxuriance of pines and cypresses.This is the longevity lock that Tang Lianggong gave his nephew."I see, it's really weird," he said.

"Is it just strange?" Ma Lu said. "grown ups……"

Ye Sirui reached out to stop him. "What about the matter I asked you to investigate? How did the fire start?"

Ma Lu didn't want to be diverted from the topic, but he replied obediently: "The fire started from the stable."

"The stables?" Ye Sirui repeated, with a strange tone, "It will take some time for the stables to burn down to the rooms on the second floor, right?"

"Yes." Ma Lu didn't know what he wanted to say.

Ye Sirui tapped the armrest of the chair lightly with his fingertips.His hands are as pale as his face, and his slender fingers only have thin calluses at the place where he holds the pen, completely different from Xia Shu's hands. "The stables burned to the second floor. Why didn't Tang Jinghuan escape for such a long time?"

Ma Lu had no choice but to say, "He died because of a heart attack?"

"Have you found out who lit the fire?" Ye Sirui asked another question.

Ma Lu's eyes shone with joy, as if Ye Sirui finally got to the point. "In the morning, the postman was going to the stables to feed the horses. I tortured him, and he said that Tang Jinghuan ordered him to set the fire."

"Tang Jinghuan?" Ye Sirui confirmed again.

"It's Tang Jinghuan." Ma Lu said, "My lord, listen to me and arrest him now. He's skinny and tender, and he was recruited after two sticks. I guess Mr. Tang is also involved in this matter, he obviously saw it." Changshengsuo didn't tell you, just because he had that attitude towards you before..."

"I see, you don't need to say it." Ye Sirui interrupted him. "Didn't you send someone to watch the Yuelai Inn, I don't worry. Go and rest."

Ma Lu had no choice but to leave.Ye Sirui called Shang Guanyan back to his room, feeling heavy all the time.As soon as he walked into the house, he said to Guanyan again: "Do you see that the light in the west wing is still on?" Guanyan laughed when he heard him say the west wing, and ran all the way over laughing, and came back and said: "Xia Mr. is not asleep yet, I said the master has something to do with him, and he came over right away."

Ye Sirui only had time to stare at him before he heard Xia Shu's voice: "What do you want from me?"

Ye Sirui said: "I wanted to see if you were asleep, but Guanyan made his own decision." He glared again, and the servant retreated outside the house without waiting for his order.He thought Xia Shu would leave straight away after hearing this, but unexpectedly, he brushed off his robe and sat down. "How about the case?"

It should be a great honor for Xia Shu to find a topic, but he doesn't want to bring it up this time.Frustrated in my heart, I couldn't help but blurted out: "Brother Tianshu, shall we come to the Moon Drinking Bar?"

"Didn't you drink enough last time? Or do you think your head doesn't hurt enough the next day?" He smiled a little.

"Brother Tianshu, you laughed!" Ye Sirui exclaimed, not missing your teasing meaning and fleeting laugh.

"I'm not a monster. Is it so scary when I smile?" Xia Shu put away her smile and asked.

Ye Sirui secretly thought it was a pity, "Since brother Tian Shu is interested today, we come to drink and enjoy the moon. What's the headache?"

Xia Shu sighed helplessly. "The wound on your face hasn't healed yet, drinking will make it worse."

When he put his hand on his cheek, he felt a little pain, but it was already much better.It wasn't Xia Shuti, he had already forgotten about it.

"Go to bed earlier." Before she had time to protest, Xia Shu had already turned and left.

When he got up early the next day and was promoted to the morning class, Ye Sirui was glad that Xia Shu didn't go crazy with him yesterday, he really had to drink, and his head hurt to death this morning.His regular clothes were sent to be washed yesterday, and the servant girl did her best to wash them clean.Good thing it dries fast in summer.

In the morning hall, I couldn't help talking about the flooding of the post station.Ye Sirui then talked about the houses and property of those six families, and it was finally decided that the families in that area pooled money to compensate according to the law, and double the members would grow in the area.The post station was rebuilt with money from the Yamen.In fact, it should be reported to the Shangguan in theory.But since Shangguan had just escaped from the fire, Ye Sirui still chose to pay the money obediently.

After the morning hall, Tang Lianggong was already drinking tea in the third hall and waiting for him.Ye Sirui looked at his thin face, he must have looked different when he was young, moved in his heart, walked up to salute and asked: "Master, your son and nephew are quite similar in appearance, is there any difference?"

The teacup in Tang Lianggong's hand clicked.