The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

There happened to be a laurel tree where Zhen Heng was standing. There was no blossoming at this time. The wind was blowing and the leaves rustled, as if mocking his mood at the moment.

Zhen Heng was still smiling, his eyes rolled countless.

Why did the little girl his father wanted him to marry home!

When the son is so sad, he still can't refute that if you don't marry home by yourself if you are fancy, then he is still in luck.

"Father, the son is still young, and he is ready to study, but he doesn't want to consider getting a wife for the time being.

Zhen Shicheng knocked the palm of his hand with the fan handle, and frowned deeply: "You think too much. For the father, I just want to settle your relationship temporarily. You will naturally have to wait until you get a fame to get married."

The brat wants to be beautiful enough to spend on eating and drinking, so he wants to hold his wife?

Zhen Heng touched his nose.

Your father is too cunning to deal with.

"The son is afraid that he won't pass the exam, which will delay the girl."

Zhen Shicheng glared: "So people who don't have fame won't get married? Your father and your mother weren't selected when they got married. Isn't he still a third-tier member now?"

"Father, you were in your twenties when you got married, and your son is only eighteen!"

Zhen Shicheng picked up the handle of the fan and knocked on the top of Zhen Heng's head, and sternly said: "Dare to talk back!"

Zhen Heng: "..." If you can't say it, you can do it. This is really my father.

"My lord--" A government officer ran over, panting.

Zhen Shicheng turned back and said, "What?"

No need to ask, there must be a new case.

The Ya Ya hurriedly said: "My lord, Mrs. Yongchang came to report to the official, saying that Mrs. Yongchang was killed with a candlestick..."

Although Zhen Shicheng calmed down, his expression changed slightly when he heard the news.

Mrs. Bo was murdered, which is no small matter.

The case was serious, and Zhen Shicheng naturally had no time to chat with his son, and confessed that he hurriedly left with the servants with the sentence "Don't go out and be confused."

Zhen Heng was greatly relieved.

Can be regarded as escaped.

When he was young, Muai was not ready to become a monk. He was naturally looking forward to his future wife, but because of this, he didn't want to let his father decide his marriage rashly.

His father dealt with the body of the case all day, and he could appreciate it-Zhen Heng couldn't help but pull his mouth when he thought about it.

He still thinks that a gentle, beautiful and talented woman like his mother is better, and he and his father are childhood sweethearts.

Zhen Heng shook his head and walked out.

Zhen Shicheng soon saw Xie Yinlou, the uncle of Yongchang. Hearing Xie Yinlou's report of the case, he immediately rushed to Yongchang Uncle House.

The house of Bo Yongchang is still messed up.

The mother-in-law was killed. Whether the murderer was the uncle or someone else, the servants in the house were panicked and unwilling to do things.

Seeing Uncle Yong Chang calm down, Jiang Ancheng said, "Old Xie, since the people from Shuntian Mansion are coming, I will go back with my daughter first."

It was love for the old neighbor to come and help if something happened. Now the officials in the government have stepped in. It would be inconvenient to stay here again, and it would be too much to watch the excitement.

Although Jiang Ancheng is not a particular person, this truth is still clear.

"Troubled brother today." Yongchang Bo Muran nodded.

Seeing that Jiang Si was about to leave, Xie Qingyao couldn't help but yelled, "A Si——"

Jiang Si stopped and looked at Xie Qingyao.

"Sy, can you stay with me?" The girl's white apple face was filled with tears, looking at pitiful and fragile.

Jiang seemed unable to help but looked at Jiang Ancheng: "Father--"

Although Jiang Ancheng was worried that his daughter would be frightened by staying here, but after all, he had a generous heart. Seeing that the little girl of the Xie family was so pitiful, he agreed without hesitation: "Then you can stay. If you have something, remember to let Aman go back and send a message."

Well, it's a big deal to buy two more sauce elbows to shock the girl.

Jiang Si walked up to Xie Qingyao and shook her hand: "Qingyao, don't worry, Master Zhen decided the case like a god, and he will definitely find out the truth."

"Asi, do you know Shuntian Fu Yin?"

Jiang Si smiled bitterly: "Qing Yao, you forgot, Master Zhen handled the case of Hou Shizi in Changxing. I was at the scene when the case happened, so I naturally experienced Master Zhen's demeanor."

Xie Qingyao bit his lip and nodded, and squeezed the **** hand.

"Uncle, the people from the Yamen are here." Soon someone came to report.

Uncle Yong Chang slowly exhaled a suffocating breath and strode away.

Zhen Shicheng sighed when seeing Uncle Yong Chang.

He has seen a lot of the grief of the suffering master after his relatives have suffered misfortune, but every time he deals with the suffering master, he still feels related.

However, as the investigator, the preconceived impression is undesirable. There are many victims who are the so-called suffering masters. Although Yongchang Bofu took the initiative to report the case, it cannot be considered that Yongchang Bo is completely unsusceptible without careful investigation.

"Uncle's sorrow." Zhen Shicheng handed over to Uncle Yongchang.

Uncle Yongchang smiled bitterly in reply: "I have Lord Lao Zhen."

"The responsibility is, I will definitely go all out." Zhen Shicheng finished politely and went straight to the subject, "I have heard Shizi talk about the general situation. Is your mansion confirmed that the murderer was hiding there because of fingerprints left in the closet?"

Everyone couldn't help but look to Jiang Si.

Zhen Shicheng, such a keen person, immediately followed everyone's eyes.

The two girls stood side by side, one tall and the other short. He directly ignored the shorter girl, and all his attention was attracted by the tall girl.

It's that little girl again!

At this moment, Master Zhen, who was overwhelmed with joy and anger, couldn't help showing a slightly surprised expression.

Why do you meet this little girl at the scene of every murder?

Lingwu Temple is like this, Changxing Houfu is like this, and Yongchang Bofu is still like this today.

Xie Qingyao curtly bowed to Zhen Shicheng: "Sir, my friend found the fingerprints, and the little girl also saw it."

Zhen Shicheng's eyes looked at Jiang's more subtle.

He had heard from Yong Chang Bo Shi Zi. Yong Chang Bo woke up and found that he was holding a candlestick. He believed that he had killed his wife and wanted to prosecute himself. Then he calmed down when he found out that the murderer had other clues.

Now it seems that it is the little girl's contribution.

Zhen Shicheng habitually stroked his long beard.

Since my wife came to Beijing, the clothes have been folded, the food has been tasted, and even this beard has been combed, and it feels strangely comfortable.

Zhen Shicheng thought to himself that if this little girl is a man, he would be promoted exceptionally, and at least give her a head catcher.

"In that case, let's go to the place where the crime occurred first. By the way, the doorkeeper must not let anyone out of the palace."

Xie Yinlou interjected: "The kid has already ordered the doorman."

Zhen Shicheng nodded in satisfaction, and as Uncle Yong Chang went to the main courtyard, the Xie family brothers and sisters followed closely.

Aman was completely bored guarding the door, seeing a group of people coming, his face was blocking the door.

Zhen Shicheng recognized this little maid and couldn't help but look at Jiang Si.

Jiang Si explained: "The little girl is worried that someone will go in and destroy the clues and let the maid stay here."

Zhen Shicheng sighed in his heart.

He said, my son is not up to date!