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Mrs. Shangshu is about the same age as An's, and her clothes are much more plain than those of the two nuns, and her sad expression is also very sincere, but Lin Junnuan always feels that her tear-stained face is a bit strange. nature.

After listening to Nanny's introduction, Mrs. Shangshu greeted Lin Junnuan politely and did not ignore Cheng Jiangyun who was standing beside her.After all, she has dealt with high-ranking officials all the year round, her eyesight is much stronger than that of nuns, and she can spot Cheng Shaoqing's unusual ←_← hidden under the decadent appearance at a glance.

"This son...do you know Miss Lin?"

Lin Junnuan pretended to be careless and said: "Oh, he said he is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and he happened to be at Minzhong Temple today."

"Young Minister of Dali Temple?" When repeating this sentence, Mrs. Shang Shu's brows trembled a few times, and her hands clenched a little unconsciously, which was clearly an expression of nervousness.

But after all, she is a court wife who has seen the big world, she quickly restrained her expression, and bowed to Cheng Jiang Yun: "The servants have not taught enough, if there is something offended before, I hope Shaoqing will forgive me."

Cheng Jiangyun nodded indifferently in return, and turned the topic to the previous question: "Just now the mother of your family said that the deceased had committed suicide due to depression. Can madam tell you the reason?"

"That's what they said?" Mrs. Shang Shu covered her mouth in astonishment, and a look of pain appeared on her face: "This child, Jiayin, has never been close to me, but the nuns serve her every day and know her affairs better. .”

She looked sideways at the two nuns, "What do you know, tell me everything in detail. I also want to know what happened to Jiayin, and she can't think about it so much!" She lowered her head and covered her face again. Wipe away a tear.

"However, after all, this is related to the reputation of my daughter's family, and I hope everyone will not spread it to the outside world." She added.

The abbot Juezhen was very tactful. After chanting a few words of Amitabha, he led a group of disciples out of the main hall. Lin Junnuan also ordered Chuntao Xiahe to return to the wing to take care of Lin Junheng. The rest of the people all retreated. In the end, only Get her, Cheng Jiangyun, Mrs. Shangshu, two nuns, and a dead body.

Mrs. Shangshu seemed a little puzzled that Lin Junnuan had stayed. Although she didn't say anything, she looked at her and Cheng Shaoqing with a strange look in her eyes. Cheng Jiangyun explained solemnly beside her, "Ms. After discovering the deceased, I asked her to stay in order to corroborate the testimonies of the nuns of your house," she then withdrew her surprise.

"Now that the idlers have left, please tell me, the two sisters."

Seeing Mrs. Shang Shu's affirmative wink, the slightly fat nanny suddenly knelt down and said sadly, "It's all because of my negligence and stupidity that I didn't notice Miss's abnormality, so she was let out by others." The rhetoric to deceive..."

"Fantasy words? Coaxing? What the hell are you talking about, Nanny Tian?!" Mrs. Shangshu's eyes widened in disbelief, her eyes stayed on the face of the deceased for a moment, and then quickly moved away, "You mean, Jiayin, she, she... and People have an affair?!"

Nanny Tian simply lay down on the ground, crying with snot and tears: "This old slave deserves to die. I have failed my wife's trust and failed to take good care of the lady. This old slave deserves to die!" Mrs. Shangshu's question just now.

"You! You really deserve to die!" Mrs. Shang Shu's face was full of anger, and she stretched out her little foot and kicked Nanny Tian fiercely on the ground: "I entrusted Miss Biao to you, how did you do it! Not only watched her innocent No guarantee, now even my life is lost! Tell me, who is that man, I will definitely make him pay for the good news!"

Nanny Tian desperately shook her head, lying on the ground crying bitterly, while muttering that she would follow the young lady to die, but she still refused to reveal the identity of the man.As if influenced by her, Mrs. Shangshu lost control of her expression, cursing and crying at the same time, the scene was very lively for a while.

Lin Junnuan stood beside him with his sleeves up, watching the scene of master and servant crying coldly.Mother Tian's performance was much more detached than before. She cried when she said she wanted to cry, and knelt when she said she wanted to kneel. The tears and snot all over her face, and the blood smeared on her forehead did not seem to be fake at all.Mrs. Shangshu's performance was impressive, with just the right amount of grief and anger on her face. Besides, she also properly retained some of the dignity and restraint that Mrs. Shangshu should have.

After a long time like this, and having seen enough of the play, Lin Junnuan quietly tugged on Cheng Jiangyun's sleeve, coughed lightly, and said to Mrs. Shangshu's master and servant: "Well... Actually, Cheng Shaoqing had an autopsy just now and thought that Miss Su Not suicide, but murder."

The crying that resounded in the hall suddenly stopped, and for a while, the scene was even a little awkward.

Mrs. Shangshu's hand wiping her tears froze in the air, and she took it back after a while: "Miss Lin... what did you say just now?"

Cheng Jiangyun took half a step forward and took the initiative to take over the conversation; "After the autopsy, it was found that the deceased did not hang himself voluntarily, but was murdered and then pretended to commit suicide."

"By... who?" Mrs. Shangshu was still dazed and shocked.

"The identity of the murderer is unknown for the time being, but a lot of people happened to enter the back mountain of Minzhong Temple today, so we should be able to find witnesses."

Cheng Shaoqing started talking nonsense again, and Lin Junnuan, who had been secretly observing Mrs. Shangshu, was keenly aware that when she heard these words, there was a flash of tension, anxiety, and disgust in her eyes, but there was nothing wrong with her. surprise.

At this moment, there was a sudden thunder outside the hall. The thunder was extremely loud, as if it was hitting a nearby mountain.The rain that had just slowed down a little bit suddenly became rapid, and the sky was darkened by the black rain clouds. It was clear that it was only noon, but the inside of the hall was as dark as if it was about to fall into the night.

Accompanied by the thunder, another nun who had been standing silently just now knelt down and kowtowed to Mrs. Shangshu, muttering "Damn the old slave, damn the old slave" in her mouth.

Mrs. Shang Shu pinched her handkerchief and was puzzled: "Mother Li, what are you doing?"

Nanny Li bit her lip and did not speak. Tears dripped from the corners of her eyes like money. Her face was full of grief and despair. Choking with sobs, he said: "Miss Biao was killed by this old slave, and this old slave is willing to risk his life for his life!"

Mrs. Shangshu covered her mouth and took two steps back: "You said...you killed Jiayin?! Why?!"

Nanny Li sat on her knees and let the blood on her forehead slowly flow down, as if she was determined to die, her tone was low and calm: "Miss Biao is young, but her behavior is frivolous and she doesn't know how to behave. The old slave has advised me several times. , she didn't listen at all, the old servant was worried that Madam would blame her and vent her anger, so he accidentally touched her in a hurry, thinking that he could hide it by pretending to commit suicide, but he didn't expect to be exposed."

"It turned out to be you! It turned out to be you!" Mrs. Shang Shu's whole body went limp, and she sat slumped on the futon next to the corpse, and kept beating her legs with her fists. Jiayin, how should I explain to my brother and sister-in-law under Nine Springs!"

"This old slave is willing to risk his life for his life."

"How can your cheap life be worth the good news!"

Mrs. Shangshu glared at her fiercely, Mammy Li stood up suddenly, and rushed towards the pillars in the hall, but was immediately stopped by Cheng Jiangyun with quick eyes and hands, and fell to the ground.

"The case hasn't been clarified yet, Mammy, don't be impulsive."

"What else is there to find out!" Mrs. Shangshu lay down on top of the corpse, and began to cry like rain again, "It's this old bastard, she hurt the good news, she hurt the good news!"

Cheng Jiangyun was unmoved, and looked coldly at Nanny Li on the ground: "You said you were the murderer, but is there anyone to prove it?"

Nanny Li stared blankly at the ground, her voice was lifeless; "At that time, there was no one else nearby, and there was no witness. I buried the stone that injured Miss Biao under the tree, which can be used as physical evidence."

Nanny Tian, ​​who had been kneeling on one side, seemed to have just recovered, and walked over and kicked Nanny Li fiercely: "So it's you, an old godly woman! Madam treats you well, how dare you repay your kindness!"

Nanny Li didn't speak, but looked at her sharply, and only looked away after she shrank back.

Lin Junnuan approached suddenly, and raised her voice and said, "Hey, Madam Tian, ​​when did you go to the back mountain and got a few pine needles on your head, don't move, I'll take it off for you."

Nanny Tian jumped up abruptly, avoiding Lin Junnuan's touch, quickly untied her bun to clean her hair, and explained hesitantly: "But, maybe it was blown here by the wind, the old slave has not been to the back mountain today. .”

Lin Junnuan squinted her eyes for a while, poked her head, and then suddenly realized: "It turned out to be incense ash, I misread it," and complained with pouting mouth: "This damn weather says it's dark when it's dark." , I don’t know if I can go back today, it’s annoying.”

Nanny Tian heaved a sigh of relief, and patted her chest in fear, feeling that Mrs. Shang Shu seemed a little displeased, so she quickly knelt and sat back beside the corpse, without interjecting any further words.

"Cheng Shaoqing, since the lowly slave has pleaded guilty, let's stop the investigation," Mrs. Shangshu sighed long, her gaze fell on the closed eyes of the deceased, "I failed my brother and sister-in-law's entrustment and failed to take good care of her. Jiayin, her death was not an honorable one, I hope Shaoqing will be sympathetic and at least let her go quietly."

Suppressing her pain, she pulled herself together to tidy up the remains of the deceased. When she put her hands around the waist of the deceased, she frowned suddenly. From the corner of her eyes, Lin Junnuan noticed that she seemed to have taken something from the deceased, and stuffed it Get under the futon you're sitting on.

Lin Junnuan winked at Cheng Jiangyun, who blinked, obviously seeing this scene too.

"At that time, Abbot Juezhen had notified the Jingzhao Mansion, and I couldn't stop it," Cheng Jiangyun responded to Mrs. Shangshu's request just now, "I will explain in advance that when the people from the government arrive, the madam and the nuns will Just say the same thing to them.”

Mrs. Shangshu nodded, and looked at Lin Junnuan again, "It's about a woman's reputation, Miss Lin..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Junnuan expressed his tactful attitude: "Junnuan will keep his mouth shut about what happened today, and will never spread it to the outside world."

"That's good."

Mrs. Shangshu straightened the clothes of the deceased, walked to the door of the main hall with small steps, and murmured to herself: "I don't know how long it will rain. I have to go back and set up a mourning hall so that the good news can be buried in peace."

Cheng Jiangyun said, "After the rain stops, please ask Mammy to take us to find the murder weapon."

Nanny Li, who was slumped on the ground, nodded with a disheartened face.

While the others were not paying attention, Lin Junnuan quickly approached the corpse, covered it with his body, and took out from under the futon what Mrs. Shangshu had stuffed in just now.

It was a small and exquisite sachet, with the words "Yin" and "Yan" embroidered on the front and back respectively.