Since I met you, people are dying every day

When Ye Sirui woke up the next day, it was already daylight, and Xia Shu had disappeared.Ye Sirui looked in the yard, and sure enough, he saw him practicing sword.Several children of the Feng family watched in awe, and Ye Sirui joined their team.He seldom saw Xia Shu using his sword, and the dagger he took out from nowhere was the most common, so he had never seen Xia Shu with such a free and unrestrained appearance.

After Xia Shu finished playing a set of sword manuals, the two of them tidied up their appearances, and Ma Lu had already brought four yamen servants with him.A group of people headed for Wu's house, and Feng Hongguang personally led them.In fact, in theory, if Ye Sirui wanted to investigate the case, he should have asked someone to bring the Wu family's mother and daughter over for questioning.It's just that Ye Sirui has already run to Guishanli, so naturally he doesn't care about the distance.When passing by several low tile-roofed houses on the road, Feng Hongguang pointed to them and said, "This is our Mongolian house." After Ye Sirui took a closer look, there were only three or two houses, which were quite different from Feng Hongguang's house.It doesn't seem to be too poor, it's just that they don't pay attention to it.He thought a lot in his heart, but he just said: "Got it."

It wasn't until he saw Wu's house that Ye Sirui overturned the assumption just now - how can this be called a house?Compared with Mengxue's house, I'm afraid it's a bit rougher.What came out was a girl, five or six years old, wearing a cut-off linen crown and filial piety, as thin as a hemp stick, not afraid to see so many people, and looked at Feng Hongguang questioningly.Feng Hongguang said: "Sister, tell you~ Mom, the county magistrate is here to investigate your father's case." The girl was overjoyed, bowed to them, and then rushed into the house quickly. Ye Sirui was a little worried that she was so thin and tripped. What to do if it falls down.Fortunately, she ran steadily. "Mom! The county magistrate is here! Come and investigate my father's case!"

After a while, the little girl helped a woman out.The woman was no more than 30 years old, as thin as her daughter, also dressed in filial piety, and had a sickly beauty.She bowed her head timidly, and her daughter helped her kneel down. "The women have met the county magistrate."

Tea Ming didn't follow, Ye Sirui had no choice but to go up to help her up himself.Mrs. Wu and her daughter let everyone into the house.The main hall was also low and low, with only two armchairs and very limited square stools.Mrs. Wu awkwardly asked Ye Sirui and Feng Hongguang to sit on the upper armchairs. Ye Sirui saw that Feng Hongguang was unwilling to take a seat, so he followed his will and said, "Since you have brought it here, please go back first, Mr. Feng. It's very cramped here. I ask I'll go back in a few words." Feng Hongguang seemed to be relieved, but the woman's eyes were red again.Ye Sirui couldn't help feeling guilty, and when Feng Hongguang was far away, he immediately ordered: "Fan Zhi and brother Tianshu stay, Malu, take the rest to the door to watch." It might be useful, but the others are nothing more than drivers, good at kung fu, and knowledge of medicine, so they are useless here.

As soon as the people left, there were only five people left in the room, and it became more spacious immediately. Ye Sirui motioned for the little girl to help her mother to sit on another armchair, Xia Shu sat next to him, and Xia Shu next to him. "Are you Wu Xintian's daughter? What's your name?" Seeing Mrs. Wu's embarrassment, he decided to ask the little girl first.

"My slave's name is Wu Yun." The little girl was only eight or nine years old, she didn't pay much attention, and answered gracefully.

This generosity naturally reminded Ye Sirui of the Liu Jiajinniang he met in Dong'an County.The girl was murdered by her own father, and she walked through the den of thieves, but she followed her mother in the end. I don't know what happened now.He withdrew his thoughts. "Yunniang, please tell me in detail how you went to the Mongolian Pavilion to find your father."

The mere mention of this sentence brought tears to Madam Wu's eyes, and she covered her face with a handkerchief.Ye Sirui noticed that although her handkerchief was clean, it was very old. "Mother, don't be like this, my father is dead, and you can't cry him back!" After Yunniang said this, she said to Ye Sirui: "My father works very hard in the Mongolian Pavilion on weekdays, and every family goes to the field when he is breastfeeding." The men come back to eat one after another before picking up the children, so my family usually waits until sunset to eat, but that day, I went to watch, and I didn’t see my father. I’m afraid something happened to him, and Mr. Zhang lives near my house. Let's go find him..." The old man Zhang she was talking about was the old man Li who found the body with her.Seeing that she told the time very accurately, Ye Sirui was pleasantly surprised, so he listened to her without interrupting.

"I deliver meals to him every day, so I am familiar with the terrain. Only the room where my father rests on weekdays is still lit. The door is half open. I pushed it open, and my father fell on his back to the ground, bleeding. All over the floor..." When she said this, she finally choked up, and Mrs. Wu cried out sobbing.

Ye Sirui beckoned her to his side, and took out his handkerchief to her.Yunniang took the pure white silk handkerchief, returned it to Ye Sirui, and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. "My lord, I'm fine. Can you catch the person who killed my father?" Ye Sirui didn't care about her rudeness, and wiped her face with a handkerchief. "Sure. I'll ask you a few questions. Think about it carefully and answer me, okay?" He said, signaling Xia Shu with his eyes.

"it is good."

Xia Shu walked to another armchair and reluctantly said, "Madam's condolences."

Madam Wu cried even harder. "Mother!" Yunniang yelled.Mrs. Wu seemed to be frightened, and she shut up all at once.

"Does your father stay in that room when he comes home late on weekdays?" Ye Sirui asked her as softly as possible.

The little girl answered simply: "Yes, that room was originally for him to rest. If there were students who didn't come home after school, he asked them to memorize and do their homework in that room, and he read the books by himself."

Looking at it this way, this Wu Xintian is really a poor and happy teacher, a conscientious teacher, what a pity. "What kind of books does he read? It doesn't matter if he can't answer, I'll just ask." Unexpectedly, Yunniang still replied without thinking: "My father doesn't care about the imperial examination, and he usually reads strange legends for fun. County Atlas."

This answer was unexpected. "I haven't read this book since I took office. Is this local chronicle still in your home?"

Yunniang shook her head.

Ye Sirui also asked impromptuly, and was not disappointed, "I heard that all your father's belongings have been lost?"

When Yunniang answered the question, Mrs. Wu was silent all the time, but at this moment she suddenly said: "Exactly." She gasped and cried: "There is not much property in the family, and all the valuable things are his. The jade belt hook, but in the end the belt hook and the little change on our body were taken away, so we are not allowed to live!" She cried so hard that Yun Niang also bowed her head and remained silent.

"Let me ask you one last question. You must think about this question carefully."

Yunniang nodded.

"Did your father have any enemies during his lifetime? Or did anyone remember him?"

"My husband taught and educated people. He was always kind to others. He never had any enemies, let alone anyone who hated him."

"Mother, I don't think so." Yunniang said.

"Your children, what are you talking nonsense in front of adults?" Mrs. Wu pinched her handkerchief, her brows furrowed, "After beating your father, you will become more and more lawless. I can't control you anymore, so you can go too!" She threw down a few angry words and burst into tears again.

Yunniang leaned over to hold her arm and called her, "Mom!"

"I'm not you~mother! You don't even listen to my words, how dare I be you~mother!" After all, Yunniang is still a little girl, and tears welled up when she heard this harsh sentence.

He asked politely, but disturbed the whole family to cry, Ye Sirui was helpless.He and Mrs. Wu wanted to avoid suspicion, so they had to squat down ~ body to persuade Xie Yunniang, and finally the mother and daughter's tears stopped, so he hurriedly took the opportunity to say goodbye.

"Brother Tianshu, Fan Zhi, what do you think?" Ye Sirui pointed to the room behind him.

Fan Zhi didn't expect that he would also be pointed out, blinked his eyes, and tentatively said: "The Wu family is singing in harmony, Mrs. Wu is overly sad because of her husband's death?"

Xia Shu said: "What is she afraid to let her daughter say?"

Ye Sirui nodded, "You're really sharp." He took another look at Fan Zhi and shook his head.Fan Zhi fell to the back in desperation and walked with his yamen servant brothers.

"Let's go, let's go to the Mongolian Pavilion."

There are three rooms in the Mongolian Pavilion, one is the school, the other is the study, and the other is the room where Wu Xintian rests.Ye Sirui walked to the room where Wu Xintian stayed before his death. It was still the same as he used it when he was alive, and the candles on the lamp had been burned out.There were dried blood on the ground.Xia Shu looked at the bloodstain and said with emotion: "The piercing is so accurate, it will kill you with one knife, even if the gods are alive, they will not be able to save them."

The furnishings in the room are very simple, only a few tables, a pile of square stools and an Arhat bed.There are a stack of books on the table, as well as some rough paper and pen and ink.The ink in the inkstone was also dry.Ye Sirui flipped through the paper, it was clean and nothing was written on it.The few books lost on the table were nothing more than "San Zi Jing", "Hundred Surnames", "Thousand Characters", several Mongolian books, and "Four Books Chapters Collection".I didn't see the pictures of Helin County that Yunniang said.

This is strange, is it in the study? "Fan Zhi, go to the study and look for it. Is there a picture of Lin County?"

"Yes, my lord!"

"Look." Xia Shu suddenly pointed at the table.There was also blood splattered on the edge of the table. "These bloods are only half traces. Look at this drop, it's half. The blood stains on this side are still splattered. Maybe it was accidentally rubbed."

Ye Sirui took a closer look and it was true, "That is to say, what was there originally, the murderer was splashed with blood when he killed, but was taken away by the murderer?"

Xia Shu took the stack of papers and looked at them, "This paper is easy to smudge, if it is really splashed with blood, even if it is separated by many sheets, there will be no traces." He took out a dagger and poked it on his fingertip. "You're crazy!" Ye Sirui grabbed his hand holding the dagger.A drop of blood slowly leaked out from Xia Shu's fingertips, and he dripped it carefully on the paper, the blood color quickly smudged.Xia Shu picked up the stack of papers, the last one was already dyed through.

A drop of blood can do that. It seems that the thing that was taken away was not paper, so could it be the missing local chronicles?

Ye Sirui was about to think carefully, but heard a group of whimpers from the school next door.Everyone followed the sound, and Ma Lu kicked open the door. "who?"