The princess's little white-faced concubine

"It's really a downturn in the world, and people's hearts are not old! My old lady really misjudged him!"

"Ah? You mean the county magistrate who was killed? I don't know him well. He is said to be upright... Sigh."

"Deserved!"

This is what some neighbors in Yong'an County thought about the murder of the county magistrate. Jiang Zhichu came out early in the morning to inquire one by one.

"Master Jiang, shouldn't we go and see the corpse first? What are these people doing?"

Changsun Heng was with Jiang Zhichu all the way, asking questions from morning to noon, and at this time he was just looking for a restaurant to make do with a meal.

Jiang Zhichu sighed, shook his head and patted him on the shoulder: "You are too stubborn, you have to change your way of thinking about this investigation, don't you? Testimony is not only called testimony from the mouth of witnesses Besides, there are Wei Xian and Miss Qingning at the corpse, don't worry."

"This..." Changsun Heng still didn't understand.

"Forget it, I don't understand if I explain to you." Jiang Zhichu waved his hand and continued to eat the food in the bowl.

In fact, Jiang Zhichu didn't know how to explain it. Isn't that how it is played in TV dramas?Moreover, Jiang Zhichu firmly believed that the ancient technology was so poor that even if there was any evidence of the murderer on the corpse, it would be useless.

"You said Mr. Zhang died strangely. My cousin worked in Mr. Zhang's mansion. He never found out that Mr. Zhang had any behavior of raising concubines. He had never been to this brothel. Why did he die in the hands of a prostitute? At home?" A man at the next table was filled with righteous indignation.

"Yes, yes." The man accompanying him echoed: "Master Zhang has lost his reputation after his death. What he has done for our Yong'an County all these years is in vain!"

"Hey, these villains who follow the wind."

Jiang Zhichu listened, exchanged glances with Changsun Heng, and sat down at the next table with a tea bowl in his hand.

"Brother, I didn't expect that you are also a person with your own opinions!" There was a little choking in the words.

"You...you are?" The two were a little dazed, and looked at her in confusion.

"You two, to tell you the truth, I have been blessed by Master Zhang and have been blessed to live to this day. When I heard that Master Zhang was killed, I am so sad that I can't swallow! I swear that I will catch this murderer who killed a thousand swords!"

Jiang Zhichu beat his chest and stamped his feet with tears in his eyes, and even Chang Sun Heng couldn't help giving her a big compliment in his heart.ox!Too awesome.

The man who talked a lot just now was obviously overwhelmed by Jiang Zhichu's acting skills, and regarded her as a brother: "I really can't think of anyone who can beat this killer!"

"Has Master Zhang ever offended anyone?" Jiang Zhichu asked.

The man thought for a while and then said: "Master Zhang is an upright and upright official. He has done good deeds during his ten years in office. How has he ever offended anyone? Even if there is, we can't know."

Jiang Zhichu was a little disappointed, this was not the same as asking in vain.

"But..." The other man seemed to have thought of something. "Last year, there was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River. It was because the imperial court sent people here. Later, for some reason, many corrupt officials were arrested. Mr. Jiang participated in the investigation." of."

"Corruption..." Jiang Zhichu felt that there was something wrong but couldn't figure it out for a long time. At this time, the man who talked a lot just now spoke again.

"Hey, those corrupt people have all been arrested. How can there be any enemies here? If I want to talk about this, I have to ask Mr. Zhang's family."

"That's right!" Jiang Zhichu suddenly realized why he forgot to ask the victim's family.

"Thank you, brothers, I will definitely catch the murderer! Goodbye." She clasped her fists in gratitude with a righteous face, quite like a kind and righteous Jianghu person.

"Let's go." She threw some broken silver on the table and dragged Changsun Heng to hurry towards the street.

At first Xiaoer thought he was running away from the order, but when he saw the broken silver on the table, he counted it and found that it was too much. Then he looked at the place where Jiang Zhichu and the two ran away with some puzzlement, "Why run away after giving the money?"

If Jiang Zhichu's place is going well, then Wei Xian's side is simply miserable.

Qing Ning and Zuo borrowed a toolbox to plan to dissect the body, because the county has never had a presiding person, and the dead is the county magistrate, so Zuo did not dare to dissect it, but only judged the time of death and had wounds.

Qing Ning tied a strip of white cloth to his nose, rinsed the knife with wine, and was ready to cut it, while Wei Xian, who was at the side, went in and out five or six times.

Qing Ning let out a long sigh, leaving only a pair of smart eyes on the covered face, "I said that you are a high-ranking official anyway, can you stop vomiting, or you can go out, you have vomiting six times before I do this .I'll take out your intestines later, why don't you just die?"

Wei Xian's complexion was turning blue at this time, she couldn't see blood but was pushed over by Jiang Zhichu abruptly, and he was too embarrassed to refuse, looking at the dried reddish-brown blood on the white sheet and the corpses scattered in the air The smell, he has already restrained himself from passing out.

Qing Ning seemed to have noticed something was wrong with this person. As a doctor, it is easy to detect abnormalities in patients. "Why don't you go out first, and I will tell you the result later."

He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't control his dizziness, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead, "Then..."

"Don't worry, I will tell you the truth."

After hearing this, he went out in peace, took off the white cloth strips, and breathed in the fresh air.

"Brother Huang really gave my sister such a birthday gift." Wei Zhaojin spoke sharply, directly hitting people's hearts.

When the emperor left court early in the morning, he invited Wei Zhaojin to the Imperial Garden. After much deliberation, he finally told the story of the court today.

"Imperial Sister, although this matter was proposed by others, it is still my idea. You should really consider marriage." The emperor, who is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, actually spoke a little tentatively at this time.

"Since this is the case, wouldn't it be better to pass on the decree directly? The imperial brother has already drawn up the imperial edict." She looked at her imperial brother coldly, with resentment and disgust in her phoenix eyes.

"Wei Zhaojin!" The emperor became furious and yelled, "Zheng Yunnuo is dead long ago! Jiang Zhichu just looks like him. If you are obsessed with it, don't blame me..."

The emperor finally didn't say "kill her". He didn't want to say such words to hurt her, but he couldn't take them back after he said them. Looking at his tearful eyes, he couldn't help but blame himself.

The emperor softened his tone: "Even if I pamper you too much on weekdays and make you so ignorant, go back to the mansion, stay calm and calm, and don't leave the mansion without purpose."

After hearing this, Wei Zhaojin just sneered, got up and composed, "Thank you Your Majesty for your grace." After saying that, he left without looking back.

Yiqiu didn't know what happened in the gazebo just now, all she knew was that His Highness had been refusing to speak since he came back, and soon after returning to the mansion, the imperial guards in the palace also guarded the only gate of the Princess' mansion, no one is allowed to enter or leave without authorization .

Accompanied by the forbidden army, there was also a marriage decree.

"Yiqiu, you say that I am a poor person like this bird in a cage, and I am vain about freedom."

"Your Highness..." Yi Qiu stared at the bird in the cage and scolded the person who gave the bird in her heart. This is a congratulatory gift on the road that someone sent over this morning, and it was put on the stone table in the courtyard before it could be hung up. Let Wei Zhaojin borrow things to describe others.

"Did someone send a congratulatory gift today?" Wei Zhaojin said indifferently.

"Yes!" Yiqiu thought she was interested, and asked the servant to bring up the gift with great interest.

There are many congratulatory gifts, most of which are expensive but ordinary items from the ministers of the DPRK and China.

"Give it back to whoever gave it." She waved her hand to signal the boy to lift the thing down, and then saw an unremarkable small wooden box and subconsciously took it over.

"this is not…"

"Your Highness, this was sent by Mr. Jiang the day he left."

"Jiang Zhichu?" Wei Zhaojin stroked the ox horn comb lying quietly inside. This was the one sold in their shop. For a moment, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"Idiot." She muttered in a low voice, picking up the horn comb and playing with it carefully.

"If the two feelings last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening..."

Wei Zhaojinyu touched the uneven nicks on the other side of the horn comb, turned it over and saw that it was a love poem, and after reading it once, her fair and indifferent face turned red.

"Your Highness? What's the matter?" Yi Qiu asked in confusion.

"No... nothing." Wei Zhaojin hurriedly put the comb back into the box and closed the lid.

In fact, Jiang Zhichu just randomly copied a sentence from his memory, and asked the carpenter to engrave it on it as soon as his brain got hot. Her core meaning was just to ask Wei Zhaojin to wait for her, and don't rush to kill her.But Wei Zhaojin seemed to think that Jiang Zhichu had the guts to tease her...

"Your Highness, there is news from Dali Temple that it was the man who recruited."

"Recruited?" Wei Zhaojin took the confession handed over by Yiqiu and began to study it carefully.

Wei Zhaojin has seen countless assassins over the years, most of them committed suicide by biting their tongues, and a small number of them chose to confess because of their families. It was really unexpected for her to be beaten like this, but it just proves that this assassin is not the same as that person.

"Chu Ziqi...Jiang Zhichu..." Wei Zhaojin's eyes darkened when he saw the two familiar and unfamiliar names on the confession.

The confession clearly stated that he was entrusted by Chu Ziqi to assassinate Jiang Zhichu, but ended up in the wrong room.

The confession must have been in the hands of the emperor, Wei Zhaojin couldn't help sneering.

"Your Highness, do you think the confession is a lie?"

"No, it should be true. It's really smart. He only confessed after His Majesty told the world. He expected His Majesty to let him go for the dignity of the royal family."

Yi Qiu didn't understand, "How did he know that His Majesty would definitely let him go."

"What do you think... my consort's son-in-law is more important than Xiaobian Xiu?"

Yiqiu suddenly understood and couldn't help but secretly cursed this person for his malicious thoughts. On the other hand, she was also worried about Wei Zhaojin. A person like her would be willing to be single for so many years for that person. How could she marry such a villain at will now, let alone Jiang Zhichu...

"Your Highness...how about us..."

"No." Wei Zhaojin shook his head, the corners of his mouth raised, "Since he is so reckless, let him do as he wants."

Wei Zhaojin's chilling smile was seen by Yiqiu several years ago, and the son-in-law's blood stained the new house that night.

"I don't see you! Madam said, no one will be seen." The guards in front of the Zhang Mansion drove Jiang Zhichu and the two of them with a very impatient tone.

Jiang Zhichu still wanted to go forward to fight for a chance. Who would have thought that the guard would actually move his hand and stab her in the chest with a stick, and she gasped because of the strength and pain.

Changsun Heng caught Jiang Zhichu who was not standing still, and his face was already full of veins. If Jiang Zhichu hadn't said that he would not let his identity be revealed, otherwise he would have beaten the guard severely by this time.

"Who is making noise?" A woman dressed in beheadings appeared from the door at some point, with a haggard face and no makeup on.

"I guess it's Madam!" Jiang Zhichu stood up with difficulty and said politely, "I am an old friend of Mr. Zhang, and I am here to mourn this sad news."

Mrs. Zhang sized them up and let them in even though she didn't believe it.

There are very few people in the courtyard, only a couple of people are busy cleaning. It is summer, but there is a sense of desolation. There is a wooden box in the hall, which presumably is the clothes of the deceased. The body is in the Yizhuang. The case is not over yet. They were not allowed to be buried.This is why Mrs. Zhang hates Yamen.

Jiang Zhichu and the two of them bowed to the spirit card three times in front of Mrs. Zhang, pretended to wipe away two tears, and went out.

"Mrs. Zhang, to tell you the truth, I hate the inaction of the government, and all I want to do is solve this case and avenge brother Zhang." Jiang Zhichu was heartbroken.

Mrs. Zhang was obviously affected by Jiang Zhichu's emotions, tears swirled in her eyes, and then she hurriedly used the coarse linen to wipe away the tears, presumably the redness and swelling in her eyes was also caused by the coarse cloth.

"Madam Zhang, what would you like to say to me, or does Brother Zhang have any enemies?"

Mrs. Zhang restrained her emotions and said dubiously, "My husband has been clean and honest since he became an official. How has he ever had an enemy?"

"Really not?"

"really."

Jiang Zhichu knew that he couldn't find anything to ask, so he didn't ask any more, "I wonder if I can go to Brother Zhang's study."

Mrs. Zhang was stunned, Jiang Zhichu hurriedly said, "It's okay if it's inconvenient."

"Oh, please."

The study was very clean and everything was neatly arranged. Jiang Zhichu looked at the books on the books and they were all normal. After he glanced around, he found a book on the table. She opened it and found it. It is Mr. Zhang's diary, which records all the big and small things he has done since he took office. There are good and bad things.

"It's missing, I started remembering this year." Jiang Zhichu muttered and then searched for other books to no avail.

A literati like Mr. Zhang keeps diaries for the purpose of passing on to future generations. How can he start writing halfway? Even if he really started writing halfway, he will make up for the previous few years. If it is not stolen It was placed in the box in the mourning hall.

After Jiang Zhichu came out of the study, he bid farewell to Mrs. Jiang. On the way, Sun Heng kept asking her if she had any breakthroughs.

"I don't know yet. Let's come again at Haishi tonight." Jiang Zhichu bared his teeth in joy, and patted Changsun Heng's shoulder heavily with the appearance of "you work hard".