Baozhu was so excited that he took Qi Junce to the wedding banquet. Although Jiang Heng was a little uninterested, he was still surprised by the Lu family's wedding scene and followed Baozhu.
Originally, Bao Zhu was worried about not being able to find the place, but it turned out that Bao Zhu's worries were unnecessary.
The noisy gongs and drums and the long red carpet attracted the footsteps of Baozhu and his group.
Sure enough, they saw the grand feast where everyone was enjoying themselves. The orb made a sound, and a man who looked like a butler came over with a smile.
He walked towards the Baozhu pedestrians with a smile, bowed his hands and said, "You guys don't seem to be locals. If you come from afar, we are friends. We are getting married in the Lu family today. Can we have tea and dinner with you?"
Baozhu looked at Qi Junce's calm face, and there was a villain in his heart screaming, saying yes quickly.
Jiang Heng nodded and smiled, "I've heard about Songjiang Lu Mansion for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be so generous. Even people like us who were passing by would be invited."
The butler smiled kindly and said, "You have come a long way to meet us by chance. It is fate."
The butler stretched out his hand sideways as an invitation. Qi Junce said, "I'm busy." Baozhu and his party were enthusiastically surrounded and sat down.
Not long after, the dishes were served. Even though it was a banquet for a hundred tables, the dishes were not garbled in the slightest. Instead, it could be seen that they had been carefully prepared.
Qi Junce handed Baozhu chopsticks, and Baozhu began to eat without any ceremony. His stomach gradually became full, and Baozhu began to become curious about everything around him.
Fortunately, the people sitting around were also well-known neighbors from the area, and Baozhu listened and got a lot of information.
It turns out that Lu Zhiwen, the grandson of the eldest son of the Lu family, is getting married today, and he is marrying an evenly matched daughter of the Lin family, who is famous for fabrics in Yutai County, so she is very popular.
It is rumored that the two have been married since childhood, and they have grown up as childhood sweethearts.
Baozhu listened attentively, with envy in his eyes. For such a family, they couldn't help themselves when it came to marriage.
But if you can meet the right one, it is very rare. If you fall in love, it will be blessed by Bodhisattva.
During the banquet, I also heard everyone's praise of the Lu family, their contribution to Songjiang, and their generosity to their servants.
Bao Zhu picked up the fish meat and put it into his mouth, savoring the taste.
Just when everyone was immersed in a ball of joy, a sharp shout tore apart the crowd, and Baozhu's chopsticks trembled.
With a snap, a piece of fine plum pork fell on the table.
A maid ran out of the yard rolling around, looking panicked, and everyone froze and looked at her.
The housekeeper who received Baozhu and the others just now yelled: "Shuangfeng, what are you doing?!"
The maid named Shuangfeng seemed to have seen the most terrifying thing in her life. She pointed at the inner courtyard, but she was trembling and speechless.
Upon seeing this, the housekeeper was furious and walked away straight into the inner courtyard.
Baozhu and Jiang Heng looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, but Shuangfeng's fear didn't seem to be fake.
Just when everyone thought it was an accident and the noise started to rise again, there was a scream and everyone could no longer pretend to sit down as if nothing had happened.
"Young Master!!!"
"That's the voice of the housekeeper just now." Jiang Heng said with a solemn expression.
Baozhu's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had an uneasy premonition.
Qi Junce put down his chopsticks with a clatter, "Let's go and take a look."
The crowd attracted by the howling said that the red wedding room was surrounded by water. General Ling pushed it aside with all his strength before forcing Qi Junce and the others in.
Although she was mentally prepared, Baozhu couldn't help but be startled by the sight in front of her.
The man in bright red wedding clothes knelt down in front of the bed with bleeding from all his orifices. His hands and head hung down weakly, and blood was still dripping from the tip of his nose.
The bride wearing a golden crown collapsed on one side, crying heartbrokenly. The butler was also shouting to find the doctor, to find the doctor.
This weird scene in front of him, combined with the red wedding room, gave Baozhu a burst of goosebumps.
The servants of the Lu family began to drive away the crowd of onlookers, and Baozhu saw two people in gorgeous clothes rushing in. They must be the master and the eldest lady of the Lu family.
And then there was a shrill cry, and for a while, Baozhu's ears were filled with noise and all kinds of shouts.
The wedding banquet that had been lively just now suddenly disappeared, and the guests dispersed like birds.
Baozhu was still frightened when he returned to his residence. Yue Nu brought tea and tried hard to suppress the fear.
"It's so weird, girl, did Mr. Lu just die on his big night?" Yue Nu said in disbelief.
Bao Zhu's brows almost knitted into a knot, but she still comforted Yue Nu, who was also frightened.
"It's okay, maybe I just ate something by mistake. There is no news of Mr. Lu's murder yet, so we shouldn't panic," Baozhu said.
After a while, Qi Junce knocked on Baozhu's door.
Baozhu looked at him with a solemn expression, and as expected, Qi Junce brought bad news: Lu Zhiwen was dead.
"Dead?! Did he die in front of everyone's eyes?" Baozhu exclaimed.
Qi Junce nodded, with the same unsightly expression.
"General Ling took advantage of the chaos and felt Lu Zhiwen's pulse. Although it was still warm, it no longer beat."
Qi Junce's face became increasingly ugly, and his voice was filled with sullenness.
"Lu Zhiwen wrote a letter three days ago and expressed his willingness to lead the entire Lu family to cooperate in investigating the salt tax. But today, he was poisoned to death at his wedding banquet."
Hearing Qi Junce's words, Baozhu was a little frightened. The book I wrote three days ago died at the wedding banquet shortly after Baozhu and the others entered the city.
Obviously some people don't want Lu Zhiwen to cooperate with the investigation of the salt tax, let alone the investigation of the salt tax.
This man was so cruel that he openly attacked her at the wedding banquet.
Ma Dong quickly called for the accompanying imperial physician to carefully check Qi Junce's pulse.
Fortunately, the imperial doctor said that everything was normal for Qi Junce, so Ma Dong wiped off the big beads of sweat on his forehead.
"All the dishes in the Lu family are produced in our own kitchen, but we all ate them without any problems, but Mr. Lu was poisoned to death."
Bao Zhu held his face and thought, and continued: "It seems that Mr. Lu has eaten or come into contact with something that we have not touched."
"So the Lu family has controlled the married daughter of the Lin family." Qi Junce said calmly.
"Ah? Controlled the daughter of the Lin family." Baozhu asked doubtfully.
"That's right, so now the Lin family and the Lu family are all in chaos." Qi Junce said, and then stood up.
"You have a good rest today. Let's go see it together tomorrow."
Baozhu nodded, stood up and sent Qi Junce away.
Baozhu always felt that this incident might not only be to punish Lu Zhiwen, but also a blatant provocation to Qi Junce's purpose of this trip.
That's why Qi Junce was so angry because Lu Zhiwen could actually be an important opportunity to solve the salt tax problem.
But now this opportunity is not only gone, but also so weird.
This night, Baozhu was tossing and turning, and the sight of Lu Zhiwen's tragic death was always before his eyes.
In the early morning of the next day, Qi Jun used his old trick to use Master Yan's identity to come to the government office.
Liu Chu, the Songjiang government official, was so frightened that he thought he had committed a crime and almost knelt on the ground to speak.
Qi Junce still looked like he was drinking tea calmly, looking at Liu Touch with lazy eyes.
"You don't have to be afraid. I happened to see the crime scene yesterday. I will have trouble sleeping and eating when I get back."
Qi Junce stepped forward and leaned over and continued: "So I would like to help solve the Lu family poisoning case, is that possible?"
Liu Chutou said as if he was pounding garlic: "Of course, of course, I'm just afraid of tiring the adults."
Qi Junce showed a successful smile and said, "It doesn't matter."
Before he finished speaking, the big drum sounded outside the door.
Beat the drum and complain... Baozhu said silently in his heart.
Then a sad voice sounded, but I couldn't quite hear what was said.
Baozhu and his group went out with Liu Touch, and the door was also surrounded by people who wanted to do something good.
It turned out to be the mistress of the Lu family, Mrs. Wang, wearing plain white clothes and a pale face, beating the drum again and again.
The moment she saw Liu Chu, Wang suddenly fell to her knees.
"Please Lord Qingtian, plead guilty for my son!"
The cries were so shrill that many people in the crowd were moved and wiped away tears.
Liu Hu immediately helped Wang up and said hurriedly: "Mrs. Wang, you are trying to hurt me."
But Mrs. Wang couldn't help crying and almost fainted.
"My son died unjustly. He didn't even leave a single word to me, a lonely old woman." Mrs. Wang cried.
Seeing the crowd of onlookers growing, Liu Chu also felt that something was wrong.
We can only have someone help Mrs. Wang go inside and comfort her until she goes inside.
Mrs. Wang leaned on the chair and took a long breath, finally relaxing a little.
But when she opened her eyes, she was filled with tears again.
His eyes fell on Qi Junce who was sitting beside him, he stood up and said, "This noble man seems to have extraordinary bearing, I wonder?"
Upon seeing this, Liu Touch helped explain: "This is Master Yan from Youzhou, who is willing to assist in the murder case of your son."
Seeing Liu Chu talking about his sadness again, Mrs. Wang shed a few huge tears again.
"In this case, I would like to thank you sir." Madam Wang respectfully saluted Qi Junce.
Qi Junce quickly supported Mrs. Wang, who was about to kneel down again, with a polite and distant smile on her face.
"This is what I should do." Qi Junce said.
Immediately, Liu Chu's people brought the file, which contained a rough record of Lu Zhiwen's murder.
Death occurred approximately less than half an hour after the wedding ceremony, and there were no other external injuries on the body.
At that time, no one else was in the room except the bride, Mrs. Lin.
The cause of death was poisoning, and it was Wandu powder, which was rare in the Central Plains. Those who were poisoned died immediately, and there was no cure.
It seems that the person who poisoned Lu Zhiwen just rushed away, leaving him no chance to survive.
The only daughter of the Lin family who might have known about it seemed to be frightened. She cried all night and couldn't ask anything. She even fainted this morning.
Now this case is like a hot potato, making Liu Chu feel so annoyed that he is hammering his head.
Baozhu listened carefully, there was no trace of the secret room murder. Strange, really strange.
Mrs. Wang seemed to have heard it a hundred times, her expression was sad but dull.
"Mrs. Wang." Baozhu asked, "Since you have heard the dossier, but you still beat the drum to complain, do you have other different evidence?"
Baozhu's words awakened Mrs. Wang who was immersed in sadness. She raised her eyes that were swollen from crying and said, "Yes, the woman knows who the murderer is."
"Who is it?" Bao Zhu asked in surprise.
"That's the daughter of the Lin family who married my son, Lin Qi." Mrs. Wang said angrily with hateful eyes.
