Sir, I can do it!

The sun is slowly revealing behind the thin clouds, and it is misty.The soft wind is lingering, and the green willows are green.Shengjing City is also becoming clearer in the misty smog, the eaves are flowing, and the golden beads are about to drip.

As the warm sun rises into the sky, there are gradually more pedestrians on the street. The horse-drawn carriage glides past, splashing a puddle of muddy water from time to time, causing pedestrians to give way one after another.

Wei Zhao has a lively temper, he has always been dishonest when riding in a carriage, and he always lifts the curtains of the carriage to peek at the excitement.When he sees interesting things, he also laughs a few times, and when he returns to the mansion, he will pick up a few things that made him laugh out loud and tell Mrs. Wei.

Walking through this street, it became more and more deserted, and in the alley outside Nanfu, there was not even a ghost to be seen.

The carriage stopped at the gate of Nanfu, Wei Zhao jumped out of the carriage first, and when he looked up, he saw the two people in front of him walking towards the alley on the other side.He hurriedly shouted: "Aunt Jiang!"

Changsun Ke also got out of the car at this time, and saw that the man in front had turned into the alley with the help of an old woman, and he was no longer seen.Although he only glanced at it, Changsun Ke was deeply impressed by the old woman's back.

Although the woman is dressed in coarse cloth, she has a dignified and elegant posture, unlike ordinary peasant women with slumped chests and rough manners.Looking at her walking posture, her steps are delicate and delicate, she has a luxurious temperament.

In this way, his guess about Jiang's identity became more certain in his heart.

Wei Zhao said somewhat disappointedly: "Aunt Jiang must be in such a terrible state, she didn't even hear me when I called her."

Changsun Ke withdrew his gaze and said, "Let's get down to business first."

"it is good."

Zhan Yi had just sent the Jiang family and the strong man away, and was about to send someone to inform Wei Zhao, but his family had already brought Mr. Wei here.

Remembering that when Dong Yu's body was found this morning, he was not allowed to report in detail, so my lord left the house.He thought that the lord had something urgent to do, but now he saw that the lord went to find Mr. Wei specially.

What's more, my lord has been busy all night, and his clothes are soaked in the morning, so he kindly asked him to change his clothes.Now that the clothes are dry, people seem to be refreshed.

Zhan Yi muttered a few words, didn't think much, went up to meet him and said: "My lord, I asked Mrs. Jiang to come and identify the body, but Mrs. Jiang was talking crazy, saying that the deceased was not his son. Seeing that she was in a trance, I called Mrs. The people went back first. They also sent people to Xiahe Village to find the relatives of the Dong family and come to identify them."

Changsun Ke nodded, and asked again: "Is there any news about Mei Yuchi?"

Zhan Yi said: "Not yet, that person is really cunning, every time he misses it by a little bit."

"Continue to follow up."

"Yes, my lord."

While speaking, he had already arrived at the morgue.Dong Yu's body was parked next to Wan Yanhong.With the experience of last time, Wei Zhao very consciously asked Sun Ke for ginger slices in his mouth, and then walked into the house with ease.

Zhan Yi always felt that something was wrong, so he glanced at Wei Zhao subconsciously, and then suddenly realized that the adult's glance at him seemed unfriendly...

"The humble job is going to do things, and the adults can give orders at any time."

……

"Oh, it's really embarrassing for the corpse to soak up like this." Wei Zhao said tut-tsk.

"The clothes and figure are similar to Dong Yu's, and Dong Yu has been missing for two days. According to the current state of the body, it is speculated that the time of drowning is more than two days." Changsun Ke said while looking through Zhan Yi's autopsy records.

Dong Yu studied with the Jiang family since he was a child, copied books to make money in his teens, and later set up a stall near Xiangguo Temple to write letters for others.Holding the pen all the year round, holding the tube in the right hand, the fingers and palms are cocooned.

The deceased's fingers were severely worn and could no longer be distinguished, but calluses could be vaguely recognized on the palms.Changsun Ke frowned slightly, seeming a little puzzled.

Although the Jiang family was not Dong Yu's biological mother, she also raised Dong Yu from a young age, just like her own son.Seeing Dong Yu's corpse, he was greatly stimulated, no matter how Zhan Yi asked him, he would only say 'That's not my son, my son is not dead! '

As for the autopsy records, it was roughly recorded by Zhan Yi based on the strong man's description.

"How does the eldest grandson feel?"

Changsun Ke put down the autopsy record and said, "Since Mrs. Jiang raised objections, we cannot fully identify the deceased as Dong Yu."

"What you said is exactly, what about the cause of death of the deceased?"

Changsun Ke took off Dong Yu's shirt. The body was swollen due to the long soaking time, but there were faint bruises on the outside of his arms.Chang Sun Ke stretched out his hand to press and found that the humerus had been misaligned.

"Drowning, homicide. He was grabbed by the arm and thrown into the water. There was a strong struggle during the process, and the murderer was tall and burly, with great strength."

Wei Zhao stroked his chin, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Dong Yu is just a temporary official recruited by Honglu Temple, who can have such an enmity with someone? Could it be that Zhang Bing accepted Dong Yu's transfer to a regular official? Blocking others' path and being hated by others? Or, what is the relationship between Dong Yu and Wan Yanhong's case..."

"Hey, what is this?" Wei Zhao leaned forward, picked up a black thing on Dong Yu's clothes, and said, "It looks like dried water plants."

Changsun Ke took it and looked at it, then put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, his eyes trembled slightly: "Red radish!"

"Red weed? What is it?"

"Blindly medicinal materials have the effect of paralysis."

"Ah? How could Dong Yu have such a thing?"

Changsun Ke shook his head. He put away the red radish and said, "Let's go to Xiahe Village first."

When the two left the morgue, it happened that Zhan Yi brought people from the Dong family.Several uncles who came here claimed to be Dong Yu, all of them looked sad, with tears in their eyes, hunched over and supporting each other, like dry branches entangled together, as if they would break when the wind blows.

"Our Dong family has only had such a scholar in several generations. We count on Dong Yuguang's ancestors. Now that this happened, it really makes people feel distressed."

"Dong He's life is hard, his mother-in-law died early, and he himself has not lived for a few years, and now his son has passed away like this. My lord, you have to make decisions for us."

Wei Zhao looked at them, sneered, dragged Changsun Ke aside, and said in a low voice, "Have you smelled meat? Look at the old man in the middle still has oil stains on his lapel."

Changsun Ke tilted his head and glanced at him: "Are you hungry?"

Wei Zhao rubbed his stomach, and smiled embarrassedly: "The partridge in my belly is hungry. Is there anything to eat in Nanfu Yamen?"

"Steamed buns, side dishes and porridge, I don't know if it suits your appetite."

"If it suits your appetite, it will naturally suit my appetite. I'm not picky."

"Okay, I'll pass the meal on."

Several people sobbed and entered the morgue, and said repeatedly: "This is my poor nephew."

"Okay, okay, stop crying, how to prove that this person is Dong Yu." Zhan Yi scolded impatiently.

Dong Lao said: "This... ah, Dong Yu's mother's bones are not good. It was dangerous when she gave birth to Dong Yu. Dong Yu was weak and sick from birth, so she had to be taken care of carefully. Hearing from the doctor that Dong Yu had a heart disease, Jiang's He is careful and has always taken good care of Dong Yu. Although he will fall ill every winter and spring, he only needs to take medicine to warm him up, and it will not be a serious problem."

"Because of this disease, Dong Yu rarely went out to play with the urchins in the village. He studied at home every day and developed a gentle temperament. He was different from the villagers at the first glance. Although the corpse is beyond recognition, we can see this person every day. , that looks like Dong Yu."

Dong Laosan, whose clothes were stained with oil, also echoed: "That's right, although we can't say anything about it. But they are also related by blood, so it feels different."

Dong Laoer also hurriedly said: "The villain met Dong Yu two days ago, he was wearing this clothes, and his face was full of spring breeze. If you don't know, you can treat him as a rich man in the city. He is very polite. After saying hello to the villain, the villain asked him what he was doing in the city, and he said he went to the city to see houses, but we were so envious. After that, we never saw Dong Yu come back."

A few people said one sentence to another, and they all said with certainty that the deceased was Dong Yu.

"Is there any obvious mark on Dong Yu's body?"

Elder Dong faltered and said: "I haven't heard of it, so it probably doesn't exist. This child was born clean and white. You see, this corpse is like a steamed bun..."

Zhan Yi thought of the white steamed buns he ate at noon, and almost threw up.He gave the old man a hard look, and asked, "Then why did Mrs. Jiang say that this person is not Dong Yu?"

Dong Laosan let out a snort, and said strangely: "It's not that we are talking about people behind our backs, but the whole Xiahe Village knows about it. Mrs. Jiang is crazy, and she often talks inconsequentially, not once or twice. A few years ago When she got sick, she always pointed to Dong Yu and said he was not her son, and said insanely that her son was not dead but her son was still alive."

"That Mrs. Jiang has always looked gentle and virtuous, and she really doesn't recognize anyone when she gets sick. People in the village say that Mrs. Jiang has been living here. Maybe something happened to her family and she was hit. It's rare to see her get sick these years. Now that Dong Yu is gone, he must have gone mad because he couldn't stand the stimulation."

Boss Dong said naively: "We are all Dong's family members. We grew up watching Dong Yu grow up. Our family can still admit their mistakes."

After Zhan Yi recorded, he raised his head and looked outside the door, wanting to ask the adults for advice, but he turned his eyes to nothing. There was no sign of the adults outside the door.

He thought for a moment, waved his hands and said: "Go back first, don't wander around these few days, and wait for the yamen to send a message at any time."

"My lord, how did my nephew die? Have you found the murderer?"

Zhan Yi glared: "Don't inquire about what you shouldn't, and don't look around to see where this is."

Youngest Dong shrank his neck in fright and dared not speak.

……

Wei Zhao vomited a few mouthfuls of sour water, waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I'm not hungry anymore."

Changsun Ke chuckled and handed over the box of candied fruit: "Eat a piece of fruit and you won't spit it out."

Wei Zhao took a green plum fruit and sucked it in his mouth a few times, and it really made him feel better, so he said generously, "I invite you to Yunlou for dinner."

"No, it's already delivered."

"Oh?" Wei Zhao sniffed, and sure enough, the aroma wafted from the door. It was his favorite salt and pepper eight-treasure chicken.

He rubbed his palms together and said with a smile: "How does Master Changsun know that I like this?"

"I just asked someone to order a few of Yunlou's signature dishes. It's very kind of Mr. Wei."

Seeing his seriousness, Wei Zhao secretly curled his lips: "It's really embarrassing for you to secretly pay attention to me and still deny it."

After eating and drinking enough, Wei Zhao and Changsun Ke went all the way to Xiahe Village in a carriage.Because he ate a little too much for lunch and the carriage wobbled again, Wei Zhao felt drowsy and fell asleep unconsciously.Huo Bao'er was also yawning, and had already dreamed of Duke Zhou while leaning on the carriage.

After a rain, the village road was potholed, and the carriage was not stable. Wei Zhao's body gradually slid to one side, and his head shook with the bumps of the carriage.

Changsun Ke lowered his eyes and saw Wei Zhao's furry head rubbing against his shoulder.This person is very active, and he doesn't behave well in everything he does. In just a short time, he has already changed several postures, and those who didn't know thought he had lice.

Chang Sun Ke's tight lips curved slightly.

When it was time to reach Xiahe Village, Huo Baoer woke up slowly.Chang Sun Ke shook his shoulders, then pulled back abruptly and leaned back.Wei Zhao slammed down and nearly rolled off his seat.

He woke up suddenly, looked at Zhang Sun Ke with misty eyes, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he said aggrievedly: "You don't know how to help me!"

Changsun Ke squinted his eyes: "Your saliva is on my shoulder."

Wei Zhao stretched his sleeves, pursed his lips and rolled his eyes to wipe off the water stains for Chang Sun Ke, and muttered: "The road is so bumpy, why don't you ask me to lean on..."

After the two got off the car, they did not go directly to Dong's house, but asked a few farmers to find out about the situation of Dong's house.About Jiang's madness, about Dong Yu, and about the Dong family, they are all similar to what those people said.

Xiahe Village is not big, and the people in the village are very familiar with each other. These things can be known by casual inquiry. The Dong family brothers dare not lie about this matter.

"If this is the case, then the corpse is undoubtedly Dong Yu." Wei Zhao sighed, "Aunt Jiang is really a poor person."

Changsun Ke said: "It is most taboo to bring personal emotions into the case."

"...I just sigh with emotion."

"What's Dong Yu's temper? Has he ever had any grudges with others?" Wei Zhao asked a farmer next to him.

"Dong Yu's parents are honest and honest people, and the Jiang family is even more virtuous. Dong Yu has also read poetry and books, and has a gentle and generous disposition. I have never seen him blush with anyone, let alone have a grudge with anyone."

After asking a few people, they all said the same thing.After inquiring about nothing, the two went to Dong Yu's house.

Wei Zhao knocked on the door for a long time before Jiang came out.

Having suffered such a catastrophe, Jiang Shi was even more haggard, her face was full of tears, and her eyes were dead.

Wei Zhao was about to talk to her, when he saw the lifeless Jiang suddenly ran over like crazy, rushed to Changsun Ke, hugged him tightly, and cried loudly: "My son, my son is finally back! !"