Niu Ruxian jumped up and punched.
Zhou Dagu heard a sonic boom in the air.
"Hmph!" Niu Ruxian snorted coldly: "It's just a piece of rag, what's there to be afraid of!"
Zhou Dagu chuckled lightly: "Brother Niu is not afraid, why is his forehead so sweaty?"
"That punch just now, I used all my strength. I was sweating but I just felt that my realm was loose. I'm happy!"
"Why is your face pale again?"
"The wind makes me sweat and I'm afraid of the cold!"
Niu Ruxian took the initiative to turn around and pull Zhu Jinwen out: "Come on, everything feels weird in this place, let's get out!"
Zhu Xiaowu looked at the two of them with envy, and shook his head helplessly: "Jianwen is the eldest son of the family, and his mother's status is not high. When he was a child, he was not treated well in the Zhu family!"
"His third brother is the legitimate son, and according to the arrangement of the Zhu family's mistress, he is very repulsive to Jinwen!"
Zhou Dagu nodded. When he heard Zhu Jinwen's name, he could tell that there was a grudge between a wealthy family.
Famous families attach great importance to Feng Shui. From a person's name, you can often tell his status in the family. A person with the word Wen Jin in his name.
While focusing on Confucianism and Taoism, Zhou Dagu could see that his elders did not value him too much!
Zhu Xiaowu spoke in a voice that only two people could hear: "When Jun Wen was a child, his third brother and his servants teased him and locked him in an airtight room for two days!"
"His habit of being afraid of ghosts came from that time. He said that at that time, he was ready to die. Maybe if he died, he wouldn't have to be afraid of ghosts!"
"He took off his belt, stood on the stool, and put the rope on the rafter."
Zhou Dagu was silent for a while. The son of an aristocratic family who was not taken seriously was actually not as happy as a child from a military family like him.
Zhu Xiaowu looked at Niu Ruxian's back: "He told this story just to exchange another story with me. He is indeed a businessman. I like this story very much!"
"At the end of the story, Junwen is not dead. The moment his head was placed on the rope, the black cloth outside the window was pulled down, and he heard the voice of the Niu boy!"
"Niu Ruxian, a brainless man, opened the door with all his strength. He broke his arm! He took Zhu Jinwen and beat the third child of the Zhu family to death."
"The Zhu and Niu families almost turned against each other. In order to calm down the Zhu family's anger, the old man of the Niu family beat Niu Ruxian with a stick as thick as his arm on the street in front of his home!"
"These two guys are really good! You guys know it clearly!" Professor Han said, and he naturally heard it clearly while standing aside!
"We still remember that it was summer. We were passing by Niu's house and happened to see this scene. I couldn't bear it and was about to stop him when I saw the boy from the Zhu family rushing out of the crowd with a white silk ribbon in his hand!"
"Hahaha! The cute boy didn't say anything, just went to tie a white silk ribbon on the horse post next to Niu's house!"
"He hung the rope around his neck, pointed at the old man of the Niu family and cried."
"'You go ahead! Beat my brother to death. I'll go look for him on Huangquan Road. Anyway, no one will hurt either of us. Daniel, wait for Awen!'"
Professor Han imitated a child and spoke with a happy smile on his face: "These two boys have been loyal since they were young. Later, the Zhu Niu family didn't care. For the sake of one breath, we can't really let the two children be buried with them!"
Zhou Dagu looked at the two people outside the door. He originally thought they were friends, but he didn't expect them to be brothers of the opposite sex who depended on each other for life.
He also noticed the envious look on Zhu Xiaowu's face. He was from an official and businessman family and had no emotions. Zhu Xiaowu's life must not have been easy when he was a child, but he didn't know who held his hand before he wanted to go to hell. Get him out!
Zhu Xiaowu turned around and looked at Zhou Dagu. He lowered his head to hide his inner thoughts: "What did you see? How did Zhao Sihu die!"
Zhou Dagu understood that he was distracted, and he also understood that finding out Zhao Sihu's death was the main business.
"I want to see Zhao Sihu's body first!"
Capt. Shen has long been impatient. A rough guy like him doesn't want to talk about bullshit emotions now. He just wants to solve the case: "Zhao Sihu's body is in the lobby in front. The work has been seen. It was not poisoned!"
"Let's go take a look!" Zhou Dagu followed him out of the study.
He walked up to Zhu Niu and asked with a smile: "Brothers, I'm going to see the body now, will you go?"
Zhu Jinwen was stunned: "I'll stand in the yard and watch! Lao Niu, you go with them!"
"Okay!" Niu Ruxian knew that he was afraid, so he didn't force himself any further.
In the front lobby.
Mrs. Zhao knelt in front of the coffin.
Daying has the habit of old people preparing longevity food in advance, but they are all prepared by the elderly because they are afraid that after their death, it will not be appropriate for their descendants to prepare birthday food.
Zhao Sihu is in his prime and a talented scholar. It is not a problem to live to be more than a hundred years old, so naturally he will not prepare a coffin in advance.
Zhou Dagu looked at the style of the coffin and realized that it should belong to the old lady.
Zhao Taijun slowly walked out of the backyard. She seemed to know what Zhou Dagu was thinking: "This is the material for my longevity. My son specially sent people to find the material at Liangjie Mountain!"
"He said that the trees on Liangjie Mountain live long and are close to the hillside of Daying. They are nourished by the talents of saints and the luck of Daying. They will live comfortably when they grow old! Maybe they can even become an old god!"
"well……"
The old man said and sat on the chair again and squinted his eyes.
Zhou Dagu bowed to Mrs. Zhao and saw a small boy squatting next to her. When the child looked at him, his eyes were full of hatred that could not be concealed.
A child has no discernment. In his mind, he is the murderer of his father.
The hatred for killing his father is irreconcilable, and it is natural for him to want revenge!
Zhou Dagu looked past him and his eyes fell on the coffin.
Inside lay Zhao Sihu. Life was really strange. The man who had been clamoring to kill him two days ago was now lying in the coffin.
His face was blue and the muscles on his face were stiff, which looked very strange.
Zhou Dagu nodded and walked to the guardian: "Brother Nursing, may I ask, have you seen me before?"
The nurse replied truthfully: "No, I have heard of Zhou Mingzhou's name!"
"Who said that?"
"Servants!"
"Didn't Zhao Sihu say that?"
"My master never likes to bring outside matters into his home, and he will never tell others at home about things that he has trouble with you!"
Zhou Dagu looked at Mrs. Zhao.
She nodded slightly.
"Huh? That's strange. You don't know me. So when I came in, how did you know that I was Zhou Dagu and not Zhu Jinwen?"
"I didn't see it, it was Zheng Abing who said it!"
Shen Bao took a step forward and shouted: "Who is Zheng Abing?"
The thin little book boy standing on one side in the yard stood up and said, "Sir, it's a villain!"
"You are Zheng Abing. What is your position in the Zhao Mansion? Why do you know Zhou Mingzhou?"
"I am a book boy. I often go out with the master, and I have met Mr. Zhou once!"
Zhou Dagu nodded: "Other than you, has anyone seen me?"
No one in the Zhao Mansion answered, only the sound of the wind remained!
Zhou Dagu smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Then the murderer can only be you!"
Niu Ruxian was confused: "How can you tell this?"
"Because he was the first to call my name, I was almost beaten to death by the nursing home!"
Zheng Abing was nervous: "Sir, you are seeking personal revenge and you have wronged this villain!"
"So what if I wronged you? Do you want to kill me like you killed Zhao Sihu?"
Zheng Abing knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Sir, please let me live. I am just an ordinary person. How could I kill Lord Sihu!"
"You certainly didn't kill him!" Zhou Dagu nodded and turned around, looking at the coffin in the inner hall: "He was scared to death by you!"
