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Fan Shechang swallowed his saliva and said: "Miss Meng said: "Even if Yinniang's father died in Mengfu, it was only many years ago, how could my father take more care of his wife and children because of a subordinate, the real reason is that Yinniang is my father's illegitimate daughter." ””

His words vividly imitated Miss Meng's calm and cold tone.

Zhao Ran asked: "Chief, why did Miss Meng tell Hengsheng about her illegitimate daughter, presumably she also said the reason?"

Fan Shechang said that he moved, but he actually knew that he couldn't hide the truth: "Because, because of that hidden mother's entanglement, but Hengsheng and Miss Meng love each other." ”

When he heard this, it was as if he had seen an invisible mountain of gold. Although his family is poor and ugly, he is half a scholar, and he works in the academy, although Yinniang is the daughter of Meng Shanchang, but after all, she is illegal. He pondered it carefully, thinking that if he seduced Yinniang, Yinniang would definitely be flattered, as for Mengfu, not mentioning others, Miss Meng would definitely support it, and Miss Meng's support for Mrs. Meng would naturally not object, and as long as he married Yinniang, Meng Shanchang would definitely treat himself more favorably in secret, Mengfu's wealth was rival the country, and a little leakage from his fingers would be enough for him to be rich and noble for the second half of his life.

Fan Shechang consciously played a big game of chess at that time, who would have thought that Yinniang was a person with a heart higher than the sky, not only could not be used by him, but also wanted to use her in turn, and even whimsically could fight for the official title of Miss Mengfu.

Heng Sheng had already been carried down in a coma, did he really have to interrogate Meng Qingwan The county magistrate seemed to see an abyss under his feet, and he was slowly sliding down.

Jiuru said: "It's better to send Yinniang's mother to come over for questioning." ”

The county official was like grasping a life-saving straw, and hurriedly ordered the official to pass the pillar mother to come up to the hall.

Zhu Ziniang has been sick in bed since the accident of Yinniang, and she barely said a light cough twice when she asked in the hall, she was thin and reasonable, although she was a half-old, but she still had charm, and others saw her before she confessed, and she believed it in her heart.

"My lord wants to ask me about my personal relationship with the lord of the Meng Mansion?" Zhu Ziniang's face showed a look of grief and indignation, "I have been widowed for half my life, how can my lord slander my innocence." ”

The county officials have been officials for many years, although most of them are in this quiet book city, but they also know that widows in the Ming Dynasty are not easy to mess with, especially widows who have been widowed for many years.

Jiuru said: "The adult is also for the case of the hidden mother, if the lady is innocent, naturally no one can destroy it, if the lady knows something, she will say something, and the adult can avenge the hidden mother." ”

Zhu Ziniang calmed down at this time, touched her tears and said: "My husband Ah Tian is the entourage of the Lord of Mengfu, he was burned to death in the fire of Mengfu that year, and I have been an accident for so many years. After the death of my husband, I and the two orphans and widows of the Hidden Niang depended on each other, and later adopted the pillar, the Meng Mansion sympathized with me with the two children is not easy, so I proposed to let the Hidden Niang go to the house to work, I also gladly agreed, in order to avoid the Hidden Niang's trouble, the death of the husband Ah Tian I did not tell the Hidden Niang at all. But a while ago, Yinniang always knocked on the side in private, interrogating the past of Ah Tian's death, and said that Ah Tian did not die by accident, but asked someone to set fire to him. ”

The county magistrate asked, "Did the hidden lady tell you who was the person who set fire to your husband?"

Zhu Ziniang shook her head: "One day, she brought a painting to me and asked me if the person on the painting was Ah Tian, and I asked her where she got this painting, but she refused to tell the truth. ”

The county official said, "Is this painting still there?"

Yin Niang took it back again, but that painting was indeed Ah Tian. Zhu Ziniang said with tears in her eyes, "It didn't take long for that incident to happen, and the family was hit by a thief, and then Yinniang asked someone to murder her, and now I want to come to this somewhat strange place, or as Yinniang said Ah Tian is to kill someone, Yinniang noticed something, and then asked someone to murder again." ”

Zhao Ran spoke: "Mother Zhuzi, are you saying this to someone who already has doubts in your heart?" ”

Zhu Ziniang recognized Zhao Ran and knew that he had hired Zhu Zi to work and subsidize a lot of money for their family, so she nodded kindly, hesitated for a while and then gritted her teeth and said, "I suspect Old Lady Meng!"

The county magistrate said in a loud voice: "Hugh is nonsense, Mrs. Meng is just a woman, and she is old and frail, and Yinniang is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, where can the old lady strangle her?"

Jiuru asked, "Why Mrs. Meng?"

Zhu Ziniang said: "Before Ah Tian died, he once told me that let's be careful of Old Lady Meng, which is also Bai Mei, I asked him why he should be careful of Bai Mei, Ah Tian only sighed. Later, I went to Mengfu to pick up the job, and I heard that the ancestor of Mrs. Meng was a capable person, although the old lady was a woman, but her strength was no less than that of a man in the prime of life. Hengsheng was picked up by the old lady and raised at home, who else can he defend desperately, but the old lady?"

The county magistrate only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the sky was dizzying, he glanced left and right, and regretted a little regret in his heart that he shouldn't have done these façade things to involve the little saint, if there was no little saint, wouldn't he be able to find a way to perfunctory the pillar mother first, and then find a good plan?

He was crying in his head, and a servant outside the door walked in with a panicked face: "My lord, the immortal house is haunted, and the old lady is there to call the ghost to suck away the yang energy......"

"Don't talk nonsense!" the county magistrate was shocked.

"How's the old lady?" asked Jiuru.

The official said: "The person who came said that the old lady was dead, and the immortal house was in chaos, and someone had been sent to inform the mountain chief." ”

Zhaoran pulled Jiuru's sleeve, Jiuru got up and said: "I'm afraid there's something strange here, why don't we go to this immortal house to take a look." ”

The county magistrate touched his black gauze hat and nodded with a sigh.

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Yangxian Ju is a teahouse opened by the Meng Mansion, and it receives all the elegant people in the city on weekdays.

The county magistrate only got out of the Meng Mansion on his front feet, and at this moment he went back with the stars and the moon, he was full of exhaustion, but when he saw the death of Mrs. Meng, he suddenly felt clear.

Yangxian Ju is divided into two floors, downstairs is the lobby, selling tea and tasting tea, upstairs is a private room, for guests to taste tea and talk about things, the old lady died in the private room at the end of the floor, and it is also a private room for the people of Mengfu.

Mrs. Meng was half-crooked on the chair, her mouth was wide open, her eyes were round, and she seemed to have her eyeballs coming out of her eyes, and there were several strings of foot blood marks under her feet, which did not look like they were left by people, but like a skeleton with dead flesh and rotten flesh walking by, and the blood marks spread to the door, and then they disappeared, and the county magistrate only felt a trace of cold air coming out of his back.

The shopkeeper of Yangxian Ju wiped his sweat and said: "The old lady asked for a pot of salt and ginger tea, and then told us not to disturb her, today came a batch of new tea, there are a lot of guests who try the tea, we didn't notice the situation on the second floor, and so on to send off the guests, then I remembered that I don't know if the old lady is gone, I went upstairs through the curtain to call the old lady, called a few times and didn't hear the old lady's reply, so I had to open the curtain to see, the old lady, the old lady has already ......" He said his teeth up and down, it can be seen that he was scared at that time.

The county official said strongly: "Although there are many capable people in this dynasty, they must not bewitch the public, here...... The ins and outs of the situation, the official will find out clearly!"

Zhaoran looked at Old Madam Meng with straight eyes and asked, "What is the place outside the window?"

"Outside the window is the patio of this immortal residence, which is used for drying tea on weekdays. The shopkeeper glanced down at Zhao Ran, but still answered his question.

Zhaoran glanced at the window and said, "What a tall tea shelf!"

Everyone walked to the window, and sure enough, there was a wooden tea stand under the window, and the shopkeeper said: "Don't hide it from your lords, more than half of the tea used by the old and young masters in this city is from this immortal residence, and there are many goods in the warehouse, and some new tea is very humid, so you need to take it out and dry it." ”

"Doesn't the old lady come to Yangxian Ju often? She must not have known that there was such a high tea shelf in the courtyard on the second floor. Zhao Ran said again.

The shopkeeper nodded: "Although the old lady has been here in the past, she usually comes with the young master, and she really doesn't come alone." ”

The county official said impatiently: "The old lady rarely came to your tea shop, and she died in the shop, and you don't know anything?"

The shopkeeper was shocked, and waved his hand again and again: "It's really busy today, the people in the small shop are in the lobby, and many guests can testify." ”

The county magistrate was depressed in his heart, this bewitching thing was even more difficult to write than the court report of the murder in the house of the head of the academy, and he sneered: "Whether this is or not will not be known until you have asked about it." ”

The shopkeeper was full of frustration, so he had to honestly follow the master of the yamen back to make a record, and when he left, the county official hurriedly said: "Everyone is tired today, it is better to go back to rest first, and wait for the conclusion of the autopsy to come out, and we will discuss it separately." ”

When he said this, he was a little apprehensive in his heart, and sure enough, the little skeleton shook his head: "No matter who left this bloody footprint, he needs to know exactly when Old Madam Meng will come to this private room alone, even if Old Madam Meng doesn't often come to raise immortals, then this murderer is not an outsider, most likely it is a person from the Meng Mansion." ”

The county magistrate looked at Jiuru with a bitter face, and Jiuru took Zhaoran's hand and said steadily: "Then let's go to Mengfu to take a look." ”

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After a few tosses, when I arrived at the Meng Mansion, it was already the hour, the stars and moon in the sky were boundless, and the inverted dome shrouded the book city, and the flying flowers fell from the top of the mountain from time to time, and the county official sat in the carriage with an unbelievable feeling, he had never done things day and night for the future in the past, and now he needed to work so hard to do things that destroyed his future.

He let out a long sigh and entered the Meng Mansion, and after a while, Meng Shanchang arrived.

The first time Zhao Ran returned to this time, what he heard was the conversation between Meng Sanchang and others, and he had the impression that Meng Sanchang was a little soft, but in general, he was a fair and strict person.

He was tall, with a black beard on his chin, a slightly withered face, and a slightly wrinkled brow, but his facial features were still handsome.

"There is Lord Laoxian. He made a gesture, and the county magistrate hurriedly stood up from the chair and saluted back, "The mountain chief is not polite, please mourn the matter of the lady." ”

Only then did Meng Shanchang turn to Jiuru and said politely: "The little sage is also tired. ”

Jiuru bowed shallowly: "The things that are within the scope of the matter should be taken as a matter of course." ”

Meng Shan said: "I heard Chengtian say that the county lord had already come to the house earlier to ask, if he came back today, would there be any new discoveries." ”

The county official glanced at Jiuru worriedly, and coughed dryly: "I asked that in the morning, it was a matter of Yinniang, and now that the old lady has passed away suddenly, some questions have to be asked again as a matter of routine." ”

Meng Shanchang nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "It should be, the adults drink tea first, and I will go and call all the people in the house over." ”

Seeing that Meng Shanchang was so reasonable, the county magistrate first breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea, he heard Zhaoran say: "It's better not to eat the things in this house, this murderer killed Yinniang first, and now even Mrs. Meng dares to kill, and may not dare to kill us! Maybe this tea has a huge poison like a crane top red and a grass that pierces intestines." ”

"Poof!" the county magistrate squirted all the tea in his mouth, and he only felt that there was really no more annoying thing than this little skeleton among the children he had seen in his life, but after thinking about it, he really didn't dare to drink that tea anymore.

The men, women, and children in the Meng Mansion soon arrived one by one, and Meng Shanchang walked in and said, "I called all the people in the mansion, which one do you want to ask first?"

The county magistrate glanced at the shadowy black heads in the courtyard, thinking of the skeleton footprints that walked away from Mrs. Meng, and couldn't help swallowing: "We want to ......"

"We want to ask Sophie first. Zhao Ran suddenly interjected.