"No matter who I learned it from, if you don't tell me, I will stay here tonight and won't leave."
Su Yixin stood up and patted Li Duanyuan on the shoulder: "Okay, then I won't accompany you!"
Li Duanyuan: "..."
Okay, if you don’t accompany me, I still have Gu Ziyuan.
As a result, when he looked at Gu Qingjue, Gu Qingjue had already walked away.
"You two husband and wife, one is more cruel than the other, so you really want to leave me here?"
"Hey, Mr. Li, stop shouting. It's time for the neighbors to rest."
Uncle Jiang trotted over quickly and reminded Li Duanyuan: "Are you going to stay here or let me take you out?"
"go back."
The Su's Mansion and the Princess's Mansion are so close, there is no need to stay at home and come here to sleep.
If he doesn't say it, he won't say it. How can he die of curiosity?
Anyway, Gu Ziyuan will investigate this case with him tomorrow.
On the second day, Li Duanyuan got up early, rode to Su Mansion, and went to Kaifeng Mansion with Gu Qingjue to report.
"Look, brother, I'm so interesting. How can you be so inconsiderate of your brother's feelings? It left me scratching my head all night."
Gu Qingjue rode on the horse and looked at Li Duanyuan with a smile: "Then what did you think of after thinking about it all night?"
"Don't tell me that I really thought of something, but I just don't know if it's right or not."
Gu Qingjue: "Tell me and listen."
"Look, the woman and the man who died were only three days apart. The woman's family doesn't visit her daughter's grave every year on her death anniversary. But the relationship with the man's family is okay. I heard that the man's family even donates money. I’ve been to the woman’s house several times!”
After Li Duanyuan finished speaking, he looked at Gu Qingjue.
Gu Qingjue signaled Li Duanyuan to continue. Li Duanyuan got more and more excited with Gu Qingjue's encouragement: "Well, I once passed by the woman's house and heard the old lady next door say that the woman was actually married to that man. . I’m curious about this, the man is already dead, how can I get married?”
"Gong Jin, you grew up in Kyoto and were well protected by the eldest princess. You may have never heard of an extremely cruel custom among the people."
"What?"
"A Yin marriage."
Li Duanyuan's voice was trembling: "Wha, what? Is it what I thought?"
Gu Qingjue nodded and said: "In the folk, underworld marriage between the dead and the dead is not that cruel. The most cruel thing is that a living person is sold into the groom's family and buried with the dead man."
"Fuck me, how could you be so cruel!"
Li Duanyuan suddenly realized: "Master Wu must have guessed that the girl was sold to the groom's family for a secret marriage, so he said that he would open the coffin of the woman who had been dead for three years to verify whether the woman was in her grave."
"yes."
"I see."
After the two of them finished talking, they arrived at Kaifeng Mansion.
Wu Yu wore a purple official robe and walked out with Chen Pingsan and Wang Han. When he saw Gu Qingjue and Li Duanyuan who were about to dismount, he waved: "That's right, let's go to Baiyun Village together now."
Baiyun Village is the village where the beheaded woman lived.
Near Guanyinyuan Bridge, you will leave the outer city further south.
When several people arrived, the woman's father was carrying a shovel on his shoulder, and it seemed that he was getting ready to go out and hoe the ground.
When I saw them coming, I could see that they were not welcome.
"Master, my mother is dead. You don't catch the murderer, but you run to my house every day. Do you think the murderer is us?"
"Ren Dahai, that's not what we meant. We came to you just to ask about what happened three years ago."
Ren Dahai's face became more and more gloomy: "What happened three years ago? Nothing happened to my family three years ago. Sir, I have said everything I should say. Please, go find the murderer quickly and don't come to my house again."
"Ren Dahai, I would like to ask how your relationship was with your mother before your daughter passed away?"
Ren Dahai took off the shovel from his shoulder, held the handle of the shovel in his hand, and looked at Gu Qingjue: "Who are you?"
"I am Privy Councilor Gu Ziyuan, and I have been ordered by the Lord to assist Mr. Wu in investigating this case."
"Holy, holy order? Do all the officials know about this case?"
Gu Qingjue kept staring at Ren Dahai's face and saw that he was panicking visibly. Taking advantage of this sense of oppression, he continued: "Your mother's murder was not an ordinary murder. It was most likely related to your daughter's death from illness. Now, I Mr. Wu and I need you to take us to your daughter’s grave and open the coffin to check!”
"No, no!"
After Gu Qingjue finished speaking, a woman rushed out of the house.
Judging from the fact that she is about the same age as Ren Dahai, she should be the mother of the deceased woman.
"My lords, um, Xiaofang has been dead for three years and has been laid to rest. Now we have to dig up her grave. What if, if we disturb the undead and something strange happens, what should we do?"
Gu Qingjue glanced at Wu Yu.
He was only assisting in the investigation and handling of the case. I believe Mr. Wu must be suspicious of the family, otherwise he would not have thought of opening the coffin and conducting an autopsy.
Now it depends on whether Mr. Wu insists.
"Jin, we are not here to discuss with you today, but to inform you that we will take us to your daughter's grave now."
Jin was shocked by Wu Yu's attitude.
They are the family members of the victim and the owners of the suffering. Mr. Wu is known to love the people like his own son. When he asked questions before, he was very gentle. This was the first time he was so serious.
People are afraid of officials, this is engraved in their bones.
Jin's legs went weak and she looked at her man.
Hope he can stop it.
Then Ren Dahai gritted his teeth and finally agreed.
"Dad, you're crazy!"
"I didn't, Xiaofang's matter... Oh, I can't hide it. I want to know now, who killed my mother."
Jin was originally going to go to Xiaofang's cemetery with them.
But there is a little boy at home, a boy who looks to be five or six years old, quite strong, hiding behind the door, watching them with twinkling eyes.
Ren Dahai took them to the cemetery, and Gu Qingjue deliberately walked beside Ren Dahai on the way.
"Ren Dahai, does your son usually play alone?"
When Ren Dahai saw Gu Qingjue asking his son, the feeling of rejection in his body subsided a lot, and he shook his head: "No, he doesn't like to go out very much in the past half month."
Ren Dahai sighed: "It's normal. Who made this happen to my mother? Which family dares to associate with my family now? The children wanted to play with the little tiger head, but before they started playing, their parents called them back. ”
"We all understand."
Gu Qingjue said: "But if you think carefully, did they stop playing with the little tiger head after your mother's incident happened, or did the little tiger head not go out much before it happened?"
Ren Dahai really started to think seriously.
Thinking about it, I discovered that before her mother died, her son seemed to have never left the house. He was timid and always followed him. When he went out to do work, he would never leave his mother's side.
For this reason, his wife also asked, why does the older the child becomes, the less courageous he becomes?
