"Exactly, what is recorded in this account book are the customers coming and going to Li Shoemaker's shop!"
After Di Xue finished speaking, Chu Ran returned: "Yue Qian'er is indeed a frequent visitor, but it cannot be confirmed that Yue Si Cheng is the traitor."
Di Xue nodded: "It is indeed impossible to guess based on this alone, but do you know who Yue Qian'er is going to marry?"
"Could it be that the son of the Vice Minister of the Criminal Department married her?"
After Chu Ran said this, Di Xue received:
"These two points combined are definitely enough for me to doubt Yuesicheng, but if I want to be sure that he is the traitor, I have to give him a try."
As soon as Di Xue and Chu Ran walked out of Dali Temple, Lao Yang, the housekeeper of the Di Mansion, sent a message saying that Di Xue's eldest sister Di Qing was in Beijing today. Now he is in the mansion.
Di Xue hurried home, and when she walked to the main hall, she saw Di Qing from a distance, dressed in white like snow, with a red folding fan hairpin that was particularly dazzling on her head.
"Sister!" Di Xue ran up and shouted sweetly. If others saw her, they would be shocked. Master Di, who is usually meticulous in autopsy and judgment, actually has such a side.
"You also know that I, my sister, haven't written to home for several days."
Di Qing scolded her, but she actually took Di Xuezai's hand and took a closer look, for fear that this little girl would suffer a lot in Yuanjing.
"I've been working on cases every day these days, and I've been so busy. By the way, why did sister come to Jingzhong!"
After Di Xue said that, Di Qing received: "There will be a sword discussion meeting in Dingbei in a few days. My father and mother sent me to attend. I thought it was near Yuanjing, so I came to see you in advance."
"It's better, sister." Di Xue said and pulled Di Qing into the inner hall. The two sisters hadn't seen each other for a long time and they were enjoying themselves chatting.
After dinner, Di Xue sat in front of the desk in the study, frowning, while the silver needle in her hand danced rapidly on a piece of cloth.
After a while, a peach blossom embroidered out, and Di Qing walked into the house with pork ribs, corn, and lotus root soup.
After putting down the soup cup, he gently smoothed Di Xue's frown with his hand, and then said softly: "But what problem did you encounter?"
Di Xue shook her head, but Di Qing continued: "When you have encountered troubles since you were a child, you will embroider problems to concentrate. Tell me what happened!"
So Di Xue told the story of Zhou Huai's case, and Di Qing smiled and touched her head: "Silly sister, don't you just lack a sword? Let me be your sword."
Seeing that Di Xue's expression was still confused, Di Qing pretended to be angry: "Why don't you believe in my martial arts skills?"
"but I......"
Di Xue swallowed back the second half of what she said, saying she didn't want to involve Sister A in it.
Perhaps it was the first time she experienced the warmth of her family, so she cherished them especially and carefully wanted to hold them in her hands, but she forgot that she was also raised by them.
In the morning the next day, Di Xue returned to Dali Temple with Chu Ran, who had dark circles under his eyes.
As soon as Di Xue entered the door, she saw Han Shu running over happily and said in a loud voice:
"Master, the portrait left by the old shoemaker yesterday, Zhang Ying, is still being restored. I think we will be able to see the face of the person in the painting clearly in the evening!"
Di Xue nodded and then received it rather show off:
"This Shoemaker Li was cautious, fearing that he would be killed and silenced in the future, so he deliberately left a portrait of the buyer behind. However, the portrait was soaked in blood and you could barely make out the outline. She looked like a young woman."
Han Shu said again:
"By the way, Master, didn't we find the wooden shoes worn by the murderer in the Tukang of Shoemaker Li's house yesterday? They are really strange. Why don't we take them out to open the eyes of these boys?"
"Master Di, show us."
Amid the echoes of a group of patrolmen, Di Xue took out the special wooden shoes that Chu Ran copied from the shoe model from the house.
After showing it for a while, he put it away like a treasure:
"This is important physical evidence, and it depends on it to solve the case!"
After Di Xue finished speaking, she saw from the corner of her eye a patrolman quickly walking out of the backyard gate and heading towards the front yard.
Han Shu got Di Xue's signal and followed him secretly.
Di Xue and Chu Ran returned to the backyard to rest, and Zhang Ying came back soon.
"Sir, the vendor who transferred the murderer's disguise clothes near the courtyard on the day of the crime has been found! But this time what was found was not a corpse, but a living person!"
After Zhang Ying said that, Di Xue was also a little surprised. According to the murderer's style, no one would be left alive under the knife.
"Where did you catch him?"
"My lord, I found him on the path leading to Yucheng from the outskirts of Beijing, and a lot of money was found on him."
It turned out that after the hawker helped the murderer transport the disguised things, he quickly left the city and left the disguised clothes in the woods. He wanted to leave, but he never expected to be stopped by the murderer.
But instead of killing him, the murderer gave him money and let him escape.
"The common people pay homage to your lord!"
As soon as the hawker opened his mouth, Di Xue had a guess:
"Are you from Shu?"
"The grassroots people are from Jing'an Village in Sichuan. Two months ago, the village was flooded. The rocks on the mountain were mixed with mud and water and buried most of the village. I escaped with my life, so I went all the way north to the capital."
After the hawker arrived in the capital, he began to beg on the streets for a living. A few days ago, a kind man gave him some silver and asked him to accomplish something.
Ask the peddler to pick up something outside the small courtyard and put it in the woods on the outskirts of Beijing, and you can get more money.
So the hawker agreed, but the murderer gave him money and let him go because he was from Jing'an Village.
Di Xue had to lament the complexity of human nature. A villain who kills without blinking an eye can show mercy to his fellow countrymen.
After taking the hawker off, Han Shu also rushed back.
"Master, as you expected, after the patrolman told Yue Si Cheng, he hurried out of Dali Temple, then entered through the corner door of Du Shangshujia of the Ministry of Punishment, and has just returned to the temple!"
"Have you known for a long time that the person behind Yue Si Cheng is Du Shangshu?" Chu Ran asked in disbelief.
"It was just a suspicion before that the marriage between Yue Qian'er and Wang Shilang's son was arranged by Du Shangshu. Without Du Shangshu's relationship, the Wang family, as a noble family, would not easily let their eldest son marry the poor Yuesi Cheng family. .”
"Based on these alone, you can figure out the key to it!"
Chu Ran was once again shocked by Di Xue's intelligence. Her rough and detailed thinking was always ahead of others.
Looking at her stunning talent and beauty, Chu Ran felt a little dim for a moment, with the useless title of Prince Heng and Crown Prince.
Di Xue looked at Chu Ran's dim eyes and thought he was tired from making shoes last night, so she poked his smooth face:
"Cheer up, Chu Ran, the fun is yet to come!"
It was getting dark, except for the patrolling temple chief, everyone else in Dali Temple went home, and the temple fell silent for a while.
Suddenly there was an exclamation, and there was a sound of fighting in the backyard. After a while, Han Shu hurried out with blood on his body:
"No, there are assassins in Dali Temple, and my master is injured!"
