Warm fragrance cloud around

Lin Junnuan secretly put away the sachet, and walked back to Cheng Jiangyun's side seemingly casually, letting him block the sight of the others, and then began to look carefully.

The sachet is in the shape of a peach, with a picture of hundreds of flowers outlined by stitches and lines on the top, and the silk sash hanging from the bottom is slightly white, which should be caused by being often touched and played with.

After Cheng Jiangyun saw the embroidered words "Yin" and "Yan" on the sachet, he seemed to think of something, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Lin Junnuan asked in a low voice.

"Shen Shangshu has a son named Shen Shuyan."

Lin Junnuan blinked in comprehension, untied the tether of the sachet to check the inside, in addition to common spices such as Angelica, Perrin, and mint, there were also some bean-sized white balls inside the sachet, and when I squeezed it open, it seemed to be white paper Rub it out.

"There may be clues on the paper, cover it up for me."

Therefore, Cheng Jiangyun walked a few steps to the side of the corpse, and began to question the other three people, so that they would not have time to take care of Lin Junnuan. Lin Junnuan stepped back a little and approached the candlelight in the hall, kneeling on the futon and pretending to be devoutly worshiping Buddha. He quietly took out all the balls of paper in the sachet, and carefully spelled out the original appearance of the paper.

This is a letter to the deceased. It was written last night and signed "Cousin Says".At the beginning of the chapter, he sincerely expresses the longing that he has not seen for many days, and also tells his parents’ opposition and obstruction of their love, and his helplessness and pain that he has a lot of heart but can’t do anything about it. Meet at the back mountain of Minzhong Temple.

On the other side of the main hall, Cheng Jiangyun happened to ask Mrs. Shangshu if there were other people in the Shangshu Mansion in Minzhong Temple.

Mrs. Shangshu wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and said in a low voice: "The little girl has been suffering from the wind and cold for a long time, so I want to come to the temple to worship and pray for her. Jiayin is a filial child, and she came with me. Who would have thought that she would I have thoughts of seeking death."

"Young Master Ling is not with you?"

"Yan'er went back after sending us up the mountain, saying that he had an appointment with a classmate." When mentioning her son, Mrs. Shangshu showed a somewhat proud expression on her face, "Young Qing should also understand that their scholars don't believe this. It is said that we women and Taoists like strange powers and chaos."

As she spoke, she looked out the door, "Yan'er said, come pick us up after finishing the business, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and I don't know when he will come."

It was just that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, and not long after her words fell, a figure stumbled in from the door and rushed directly to the corpse in the hall.

The person who came was a young man, around the age, wearing a royal blue brocade robe, perhaps because he ran too fast on the road when he came, the hem of the robe was splashed with mud, and his upper body was completely soaked by the rain. Before he got close to the corpse, his eyes were closed. It was flushed, and there was an uncontrollable sadness on the face.

Mrs. Shangshu saw this man, a trace of obvious displeasure flashed across her face and quickly covered it up, she moved a few times inadvertently, between the man and the corpse, glanced at him and mourned: "Yan'er, Your cousin, she...she went."

The man was Shen Shuyan. After seeing Mrs. Shangshu, his body froze for a moment, and his expression that was about to cry out in pain relaxed a bit. He just nodded and said a few words "cousin", then stood aside and fell silent. tears.

Mrs. Shangshu sighed, and explained to him in a warm voice: "Jiayin was hanged in the back mountain. We almost mistakenly thought she committed suicide. Fortunately, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple was here and found out the doubts in time. Now the murderer who killed Jiayin has already died. Plead guilty, and she can rest in peace."

After hearing this, Shen Shuyan asked in disbelief, "The murderer...has pleaded guilty?"

"Yes, the murderer is Nanny Li," Madam Shangshu pointed in the direction of Nanny Li, "Your cousin is kind-hearted and has always been kind to servants. Who knew that this evil slave would dare to be so malicious!"

"It's her? It's her?!" Shen Shuyan rushed over tremblingly, gritted his teeth, and kicked Nanny Li's feet hard. Mrs. Shangshu frowned and asked Nanny Tian to pull him away, and turned to look at Cheng Jiangyun. He apologized: "Yan'er was overly sad at the moment, and his behavior was out of proportion. I hope Shaoqing will not be offended. Although the two cousins ​​are not close, they are still connected by blood."

Lin Junnuan, who had been watching for a long time, put the paper ball into his purse, tied the sachet again, and then got up and returned to the crowd. When he got close to Shen Shuyan, he deliberately squatted down, took out the sachet, and pretended to pick it up from the ground. Got up, surprised and said: "There is a sachet on the ground, but Mr. Shen dropped it?"

"Yes, it's mine." Shen Shuyan became nervous when he saw the sachet, took the sachet back from Lin Junnuan, stuffed it into his arms without looking at it, and glanced at his mother cautiously.

Mrs. Shangshu pursed her lips, and gave Lin Junnuan a wry smile, "I'm good at everything, but I like to lose things," she said, and she glanced at Shen Shu with a stern look, "This is Mr. Lin from Chengyi's residence. Miss, hurry up and say hello!"

Shen Shuyan hurriedly bowed and bowed, Lin Junnuan returned him an impeccable salute, and then asked in confusion: "It's windy and rainy outside, why did Mr. Shen come here alone?"

"I'm worried about my mother... and my cousin, come and pick them up down the mountain."

"Mr. Shen's caring heart is really touching," Lin Junnuan sighed, and said again: "I seem to have seen the word 'yin' on the sachet just now, I don't know what to explain?"

Before Shen Shuyan could answer, Mrs. Shang Shu answered for him: "Ms. Lin must have read it wrong. I embroidered Yan'er's sachet. I only embroidered the pictures, not the characters."

"I see." Lin Junnuan nodded without further questioning.

At this time, the monks from Minzhong Temple kindly brought over vegetarian food, and they stopped talking and had dinner first.

The vegetarian food in Minzhong Temple is not very particular, and the taste is very light. A plate of vegetarian meatballs, a plate of diced radish, plus tofu soup and a small bowl of rice, the portion is also small. Lin Junnuan looked at Cheng Jiangyun distractedly, he It seemed that he had received special care. The rice was replaced with plain porridge, which was obviously prepared in consideration of the fact that he hadn't eaten for many days.

Eating the vegetarian meal was just a fun thing, and several people ate slowly. After the meal, the downpour outside gradually subsided, and the dark clouds covering the sky had also dispersed, and the sky brightened again.

Not long after the rain stopped, people from Jingzhao Mansion hurried over, and they didn't ask much questions after listening to Cheng Jiangyun and Mrs. Shangshu's narration.Nanny Li explained in detail how she knocked Su Jiayin unconscious and hung him on a rope to pretend to commit suicide. She then led the others to find the murder weapon from a dead leaf on the mountain behind the temple—a stick with sticks. Blood-stained stone.After it was confirmed that she was the murderer, the people from the government escorted Nanny Li back to the house for a follow-up trial without any further entanglements.

Mrs. Shangshu asked Abbot Juezhen to recite sutras for the deceased several times, and sent the body into the carriage with a sad face. The group left in a hurry and rushed back to Shangshu's mansion to prepare for the funeral.

After all the relevant people left, Lin Junnuan took a deep breath, took out the paper balls from the money bag, put them on the incense candles one by one, and burned them to ashes.

Cheng Jiangyun stood quietly watching her finish burning the paper, and finally asked in a low voice, "What was written on the paper?"

"A love letter," Lin Junnuan smiled sarcastically, "A love letter that kills people."

"You don't want to continue the investigation?"

"It's not that I don't want to," Lin Junnuan turned to look at him, "It's that the deceased didn't want to."

"how you said that?"

Lin Junnuan raised her eyebrows: "Why don't you tell Cheng Shaoqing first, what do you think of this case?"

Cheng Jiangyun lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said slowly; "The deceased admired his cousin Shen Shuyan, or the two admired each other, but Mrs. Shangshu did not agree with their union."

Lin Junnuan nodded in agreement.

"It is impossible for Nanny Li to successfully hang the deceased on the treetop rope without using other tools. There should be an accomplice, probably Tian Nanny."

"That's right," Lin Junnuan added, "There is no need to say who is behind the scenes, Mrs. Shangshu. But Li Nanny is not as trustworthy as Tian Nanny, so she was thrown out to plead guilty."

Cheng Jiangyun hummed, and continued: "Now there are only two questions, first, whether Shen Shuyan participated in their plan, and second, who knocked Lin...little master unconscious."

Lin Junnuan sneered: "If we ask now, there must be many people who can jump out and prove that when the deceased was killed, whether Shen Shuyan or Mrs. Shangshu was in another place, it must be impossible to be related to the case. And The livelihood and lives of Nanny Li and Tianmao's family are in the hands of the Shangshufu, and it is impossible to give any testimony against the masters, there is only one answer, they have nothing to do with the case."

Cheng Jiangyun frowned and said, "Is that why you don't want to investigate?"

"Of course not." Lin Junnuan bowed in front of the Buddha statue, then turned around and said, "I told you, the deceased didn't want the truth of the case to be exposed to everyone."

"Shen Shuyan made an appointment with the deceased in the letter, and we will meet in the back mountain at Sishi today. I'm not sure if it was written by someone else, but judging from the expression on his face when he rushed in just now, he is definitely not ignorant of Mrs. Shangshu's plan. .”

After a pause, she continued: "The deceased put on her favorite clothes, took care of her makeup, and waited with great anticipation for her beloved cousin to come to see her, because she was worried that someone would bump into her and destroy her, so she even knocked out Ah who happened to pass by. Heng. However, after waiting for a long time, the cousin never showed up, and she finally knew from the nurse beside her that this was a situation where she wanted to marry her."

According to their initial plan, this case should have ended with Su Jiayin committing suicide in love. If Cheng Shaoqing hadn't accidentally intervened, this plan should have gone smoothly.

"The two nuns laughed at the dead man's high-mindedness and dared to miss the son of Shang Shufu, and proudly stated their plan. What did the dead man do at this time? She didn't cry for help, didn't struggle to escape , but twisted the letters with her into small balls and hid them in a sachet, so as to prevent others from seeing the letters when they found her body, and implicating her loved ones.”

After Lin Junheng disappeared, Yuanbao Tongqian and the others kept looking for him in the back mountain, but if Su Jiayin made a little cry for help, they should be noticed, but she never did.And there is some fragrance left on the paper ball in the sachet, which is the same as the scent of the balm smeared on the hands of the deceased, which can prove that the letter was torn up by the deceased himself, twisted into paper balls and hidden.

Lin Junnuan sighed, and looked up at the roof of the hall, "Both the deceased's parents had passed away, and he had no one to rely on, so he had to go to his only aunt. Except for her, this alone should have made her feel disheartened."

"The deceased will not fail to recognize her cousin's handwriting. The moment she knew the plan, she should have realized that her cousin also acquiesced to this plan, but she still chose to destroy the letter to protect her beloved cousin. She has So why should we continue to pursue it?"

"What's more, even if the investigation continues, at most one or two maids and mothers will be pulled out, or her private relationship with Shen Shuyan will be made public, which will not be good for her reputation."