No, we can't let him remember Shen Shiyuan.
"Well, it's like this. We went south all the way and the food reserves were insufficient, so we stopped to replenish supplies. It happened that my maidservant was not accustomed to the climate, so it was delayed for a few days. I will go south immediately." After Mo Lan said this, he planned to pull Shen Shiyuan's feet. Grease and slip away.
"There is no rush now. The cases here are still left to you to handle. Follow me in." After Gong Yi said this, he walked into the Yamen.
Mo Lan didn't dare to refute, so she had to ask Shen Shiyuan to go back to the inn and wait for him.
Shen Shiyuan, a scholar, farmer, industrialist and merchant, knew his identity clearly and had no right to enter unless summoned.
"Why are you here, Your Majesty? Didn't you go to Qinzhou?" Mo Lan sweatdropped on his forehead, wondering where this great plague god would kill people wherever he went.
Gong Yi glanced at her and said, "After finishing my work, I remembered that you were nearby, so I came over to see how your progress was."
Wow, did the supervisor say it so bluntly? I've been traveling for a month, so I can't take a break!
No, it would take at least seven or eight days to get here from Qinzhou. I met him in Yongzhou half a month ago. It would take twenty days no matter what to get from Yongzhou to Qinzhou and then to Liushan Prefecture.
This guy won't be following me all the time. Alas! abnormal.
Gan Ruizhi was wearing a wooden shackle, his hair was loose, and he still had not changed into his wedding clothes. When Mo Lan entered, Liu Xuezhou was hugging Lou Zonghan tightly.
Wang Tongpan was trying to grab the knife from his hand...
"Master Lou is so unruly in the court, how unbecoming is it?" Gong Yi looked at the messy court in front of him and felt a little headache.
Lou Zonghan suddenly lowered his knife, and the man in his forties sat on the ground crying like a child.
Gong Yi rubbed his forehead, leaned over and said in Mo Lan's ear: "This old man's father and my father were close friends. After my father's death, every time there was a discussion, if he was dissatisfied with anything, he would discuss it in the main hall. The emperor had a headache because of his behavior, and it hurt the reputation of Marquis Yongyi, so he had to be demoted to be the governor of Heding Mansion and reflect on it."
Mo Lan was a little surprised that Gong Yi took the initiative to tell her this, and it was too ambiguous to speak in her ear.
The governor stopped making trouble and looked at them in shock.
"The king is telling you this just to let you know who can investigate and who can investigate at will. There have been some changes in the south recently. I have to deal with it. I leave this to you. It concerns the Lou family. I will give you some mercy later. Three months for you.”
Haha, co-author's coming here today was planned by him. He wanted to ask for help, right? If there is any unusual movement in the south, he must go there, right? When asking for help, you must have a asking attitude!
Mo Lan was so brave now that she bargained with Gong Yi without any scruples: "Half a year! No more."
"Two months."
"Deal!" If I keep saying this, I'm afraid the original deadline will be shortened.
Gong Yi smiled with satisfaction, explained a few words and left.
No, no! Gong Yi smiled!
Mo Lan felt a little struck by lightning. At this moment, she was like the housekeeper in the novel who laughed when she saw the young master who was three points cool, three points mocking and four points careless!
Gong YiOS: I’m not facially paralyzed
Mo Lan scratched his head, walked to the Taishi chair and sat down, flipping through the confession, trying to recall the detective novels he had read and the reasoning of a certain famous plane detective.
Lou Zonghan was chatting with the magistrate and magistrate at this moment, wondering what they were gossiping about. Please, your daughter has just died. Can you show the state of being about to kill someone just now?
"quiet!"
"Gan Ruizhi, let me ask you a few questions and answer them truthfully."
Gan Ruizhi knelt straight again and said with a tired look, "Excuse me, sir."
"Did you argue with Lou Zhuoying last night? If so, why?"
"last night......"
Gan Ruizhi walked to the door of his new house in a drunken state, but the door was closed. He only closed the door because it was cold and Miss Lou was delicate.
When he was about to open the door and go in, he found that the door was locked from the inside, so he banged on the door.
Then he called the servant to knock on the door. When it was opened, Lou Zhuoying hurriedly covered his head and sat back on the edge of the bed.
Gan Ruizhi saw that she was a little disheveled and the maid beside her was also very nervous, so he couldn't help but become suspicious.
But on the bridal night, he didn't think too much and picked up the scale and was about to take off his hijab. However, Lou Zhuoying kept dodging again and again, which made him lose his patience.
He lifted her hijab, but she looked at him defensively.
Gan Ruizhi couldn't help but feel angry, but she was the daughter of the governor. He didn't dare to do anything, so he went to another courtyard alone.
It wasn't until dawn when he heard the noise outside that he knew Lou Zhuoying was dead.
"Do you have any witnesses to prove that you never returned to your new house last night?"
"Yes, everyone who was on duty last night can testify for me!" Gan Ruizhi knelt on the ground, his face tensed. The chin also tightened slightly, as if he had been greatly wronged.
"Call the witness!"
There was nothing wrong with the witnesses' testimonies, which also proved that Gan Ruizhi did not lie and had an alibi.
However, these people are all his servants, so they are bound to lie. I am not a detective, so I can't tell them apart.
"Lord Lou! I don't know where Ling Qianjin's body is now. I want to do an autopsy!" Mo Lan had no choice but to touch his body as a last resort.
Lou Zonghan stood up, flicked his sleeves and said: "I have already gone through the test this morning. I didn't want to, but I have to know how my daughter died. Now that the results have been obtained, why bother to test again!"
Mo Lan couldn't bear it, "I wonder what caused Ling Qianjin's death?"
Lou Zonghan wiped his tears and replied slowly: "He was hit hard on the head and lost too much blood. He died in the middle of the night yesterday."
Mo Lan held her forehead: "Let's go and have a look at Gan Mansion."
As soon as Mo Lan walked to the yamen gate, a crowd of people gathered around him.
"Sir, please be careful. Lord Gan will never kill someone."
"Yes, sir, Mr. Gan usually does everything himself. Sometimes the fields are too busy, and he even takes people to the fields!"
"If you say Lord Gan killed someone, I will be the first to disagree!"
"Yes, I disagree! I disagree!"
Looking at the people surrounding them, Mo Lan felt a little embarrassed. The public's anger was hard to touch!
"Everyone, listen to me. Since everyone thinks that Mr. Gan did not kill anyone, let's get out of the way and let us find out about Mo and clear his name!" Mo Lan used his spiritual power and shouted, letting everyone present Everyone can hear Mo Mo clearly.
The four people finally got on the carriage and looked at each other, but no one said anything.
Lou Zonghan nudged Wang Hongju with his elbow. He cleared his throat and said, "Hey! I don't know where the young master is from and how he came here..."
"You don't need to know anything, just know that I am working on behalf of the Seventeenth Prince." Mo Lan had a cold face. What just happened made her very unhappy.
Lou Zonghan kept staring at her, recalling in his mind whether he had seen this little kid in Beijing. Unfortunately, the search failed.
Soon, the carriage arrived at Gan Mansion.
"Stop! What are you doing!"
As soon as Mo Lan arrived at the entrance of the courtyard of her new house, she saw maids coming in and out, some carrying brooms and some carrying basins.
The maids knelt on the ground without being frightened.
Mo Lan quickly walked in. The room had been cleaned and the first scene had been destroyed.
Mo Lan walked up to a maid, leaned over and raised her chin, "Who asked you to clean this place?"
The maid was frightened and panicked, and said hesitantly: "It's the old lady. The old lady said that the new lady died here just after entering the door. She is very unlucky!"
Gan Ruizhi's mother? Her son is still in jail, and she still has time to clean the house.
"You all go down, no one is allowed to come in here. Wait, this courtyard has just been renovated?"
The maid from before quickly replied: "Sir, yes, the renovation was just completed a few days before the new lady came in."
"Go down."
Turning around, she saw three old men leaning together, holding their hands and looking at her. Are they so cold?
"You three, come here! Go in together!" Mo Lan said angrily, feeling that Gong Yi had dug a big hole for her to jump into. Do these three people look like officials?
The structure of this house is very simple. It is transparent on all sides and is neatly located in the center of the yard. The yard is surrounded by big trees. There is a small garden behind the house and a fountain in front, plus a rockery.
Mo Lan walked into the room, and sure enough it had been completely cleaned.
The windows were open, probably to get rid of bad luck. At a casual glance, there were footprints under the window sill.
Mo Lan remained calm and pretended not to notice that something was wrong with these three old guys. She turned around and saw Lou Zonghan holding a vase and squinting one eye to look in.
Realizing that Mo Lan was looking at him, she smiled sheepishly, put the vase back, and then started walking around.
Mo Lan looked at the vase, there was nothing strange about it.
No, this vase just doesn't fit in with this room.
The porcelain in this room is all blue and white porcelain. The production and painting skills are obviously from the same hand, but this one is obviously painted differently.
"You three adults, you might as well come over and see what's different about this vase." Mo Lan threw the vase to them and went out to find the little maid.
The three people hurriedly grabbed the vase. This is evidence.
After a while, the maid followed, and Mrs. Gan came with her. Her eyes were bruised, and it was obvious that she hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.
"Did the three adults see anything?"
The magistrate was pushed out and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "This vase is obviously not originally in this house. Although it looks the same, the patterns on it are painted differently."
Halfway through, he turned to look at Lou Zonghan and said, "There are obvious cracks inside the vase. If it was used in the wedding room, it should have been carefully selected, so this vase has been replaced."
The corners of Mo Lan's eyes twitched. These three people really thought she was blind. They had exchanged glances under her nose so many times throughout the day.
"Look up, let me ask you, have the vases in this room been changed today?"
Mrs. Gan stood in front of the maid: "If you have anything to say, sir, just ask me. Why bother with a maid?"
"Mrs. Gan, even if I don't ask her, I will ask others. One person can't be strict with everyone!" Mo Lan looked at her, without any inquiry in his eyes, as if he had already made up his mind.
Mrs. Gan couldn't hide it anymore, "Yes, I changed the vase in this room. So what?"
