Seeing that she didn't say much, Meng Cheng had no choice but to nod her head in reply. Bai Yingxue sat beside Jing Zhongyue's bed and watched him wake up. Meng Chan said, "I don't know where Brother Leng has gone. I'll go and see."
Bai Yingxue nodded and didn't know what she said.
Am I okay? After Jing Zhongyue woke up, Bai Yingxue didn't close her eyes and then fell asleep. Jing Zhongyue applied medicine to the injury on her arm. When she saw that Bai Yingxue was sleeping soundly without disturbing her, she wanted to go out for a walk, but it started to rain. She thought that this deserted place was also empty. quiet.
Two figures with two oil umbrellas hurriedly entered the temple. Meng Chan said: "Why does it rain like this?" Fortunately, I prepared an umbrella. Brother Leng, are you okay?
Leng Mofeng shook his head and said it was an answer. Jing Zhongyue looked at him three times and there was nothing wrong with him. Why was he so nervous last night that he killed anyone he saw? Fortunately, they said you were calm and decisive, but I think you were just pretending. Yes, this is not true.
Meng Chan said: "Say a few words, are you healed? Don't you know who Brother Leng is? If he wasn't controlling or suppressing him, what would he do? I thought you were different from those people in making decisions and not being victimized. I never imagined that you are no different from them!"
I am the victim who does not care about me. If he hurts someone, he should be sent to prison for reform.
You're talking about Meng Cheng staring at him as if she wanted to eat him alive. Jing Zhongyue didn't tell him either.
Meng Kuang mentioned Wen Wenwen and Fu Shuiliu at the wine table. The two of them seemed to have left Luoyang. Now that they had met briefly, there were still some unsaid words, but it was fate that they got to know each other.
yes! I don’t know where they are now! Bai Yingxue was also a little worried.
Bai Yingxue's attitude towards Leng Mofeng was not as kind as before. She always gave him looks or quarrelsome words, but Leng Mofeng ignored him as if she hadn't heard. Meng Yan tried to persuade them not to have any grudges, but every time she did not They were all responded to by Bai Yingxue's decisive eyes, but Jing Zhongyue tried her best to help them and could only remain silent and turn a blind eye.
In the half-sunny and half-rainy weather, the Yuwang Temple was so clean that it gave them time to think about the fleeting life of a noble family here, but Leng Mofeng was unwilling to stop and kill time.
Jing Zhongyue thought she was feeling comfortable, chatting about trivial matters with Bai Yingxue and flirting with Meng Cheng, but Bai Yingxue's face was filled with gloom and jealousy. As a result, Leng Mofeng was completely isolated. He could only walk alone in the market to find a place where he could be honest in his heart. Today's market was particularly deserted.
There was a group of people watching in front. It looked like something big had happened, and the government officers and soldiers surrounded the area. Leng Mofeng also squeezed into the crowd and took a look, only to see a dead body with its head missing. The policemen at the scene put the murder weapon and the body on a stretcher and sent them to the Kaifeng government office.
Leng Mofeng followed him all the way to the market. Since he was a child, he has also been very fond of the detective's story books and storytelling. He always wants to know who the murderer is at the first time, so he also favors the detective.
He also followed the onlookers to the Kaifeng Mansion Yamen and watched. Under the words hanging in front of the mirror sat a white-faced young prefect who looked like a scholar. This person is more than thirty years old, and it is extremely difficult for him to sit in his current position. Or he is a relative, and a fourth-grade official can become a senior official before he is thirty. Now the Holy Emperor appreciates him.
Leng Mofeng was surprised at the scene. Since he could tell from the clothes of the deceased that he was not himself, but someone put on a new set of clothes after his death, and there were blood stains when he helped the deceased put on his clothes. Although it was inconspicuous, the traces of dragging on the ground can prove that the direction of the deceased's death was not at the street corner but at home. The removal of the deceased's head was not done in one go. Someone deliberately took the deceased's head away as a reason. The suspicion array made it impossible for the Yamen to investigate, thinking it was a vendetta, but it was not. We found the remains of Hedinghong in the stomach of the deceased, and there were imprints left by fingernails and rouge on the deceased's body. breath. From these evidences, it can be seen that the deceased had an argument and fight with a woman. However, the woman was no match for the burly man and could only poison him to death. The gorgeous clothes on the deceased belonged to the adulterer, who thought he was It was said that everything would be over if the clothes used to commit the crime were worn on the deceased, but unexpectedly, the thief was shouting to catch the thief, and the adulterer was said to be in court.
Wish you started your business by selling jewelry. Your ancestors were all businessmen. Who would have thought that the jade you brought from Yunnan would cost you all your money. Therefore, you stopped the business of selling jewelry and opened a jade shop on Xuanwu Street in Kaifeng. Your half-sister, the murderer He Wanshi, who grew up with you since childhood, was brought to you as a couple, but later your grandfather ruined the family through eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. Your grandfather himself was castrated and brought to the palace as a prostitute. Become a handyman. And your sister was bought to the deceased He San, who was an honest and honest farming man. Who would have thought that you would bump into him while waiting for a private meeting, so you would kill him and silence him. Is there such a thing?
Congratulations, I still have to quibble. Sir, do you have evidence? You can't arrest me without evidence.
Evidence: Do you still have the pendant on your body? The butterfly hosta is passed down from your ancestors, right? Are you still wearing a hairpin on your head?
Hail to panic, my lord! The things that ordinary people carry are kept at home!
Yeah! Then come and see who this hosta belongs to!
this! Why are you here!
I should be asking you this question! The prefect is obviously a little angry, so what else can you say?
Lord grassroots! What an injustice!
It seems you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin! It is said that He Wanshi.
How could you, an adult or a young woman, know this Mr. Wan Xianggong when you are at home taking care of your husband and raising your children?
Yeah! If you don’t know me, do you still want me to testify?
Your Excellency, I have confessed all my crimes, and I hope you will be merciful and forgive me!
good! In that case, my verdict is as follows.
Leng Mofeng found it incredible that since he could identify the murderer from the clothes and objects, he couldn't help but feel that the prefect was not looking down on him.
