Chapter Fifty-Eight: Encountering a Murder Case

"The ass decides the head, be careful that Your Majesty hears it, and it is really going to spank His Highness's ass. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Cheng Mingyu is a little funny, after all, His Royal Highness King Yi has only recently recovered his senses, maybe his thoughts are still relatively simple, right?

Xu Yi simply rested his head on the back of his hand on the carriage, "The words are not rough, the elegant way to put it is to seek his own government in his position, I am just a prince, and I don't have any official position, and the livelihood of the people in the world is not my turn to worry about." ā€

"But His Royal Highness is a royal bloodline after all, doesn't the world care?" Cheng Mingyu asked again, the left and right are out to play, so let's just brag to pass the time!

"Politics is not my specialty, and I am not interested!" Xu Yi stretched his voice and stilted his legs, it seemed that he was now only short of a lawn or a beach. "If there is a natural disaster, it would be worthwhile to send me to organize a medical team or something to save lives. ā€

"It's just that His Majesty has forbidden His Highness to use sutures to heal the sick. Cheng Mingyu was a little regretful, if King Yi's medical skills could be further refined and carried forward, how many soldiers' lives would have to be saved when the war was raging.

Xu Yi's eyes also dimmed, his profession and his skills were useless in this era......

He couldn't help but close his eyes.

After a while, he suddenly said to Cheng Mingyu: "Let's go, find a lively fly restaurant, and accompany me to have a drink!"

"Fly Restaurant?" Cheng Mingyu frowned, His Royal Highness King Yi wants to eat flies?

This is not easy to do!

It's winter, the flies are gone, and it's still a matter of whether anyone will make this dish......

"It's the kind of restaurant that is very small or relatively remote, but it is full of diners, and the signature dishes are very distinctive and delicious, I call it a fly restaurant. There won't be no one in Gyeongju City, right?" Xu Yi explained.

"Of course, there is. ā€

Cheng Mingyu breathed a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly instructed the coachman, "Go to the south of the city!"

Eating flies? This is disgusting!

As the carriage continued to move forward, the noise gradually became quieter, and the streets became much narrower, and the houses on both sides were not as delicate and tall as those on the street, showing a little old and dilapidated, and the passers-by who passed by from time to time were obviously dressed as much more common.

The carriage turned around and turned into a smaller alley, and then Cheng Mingyu said: "There is a mutton soup stall over there, I have been to eat it twice before, the meat is delicious and the soup is fresh, and then a pot of wine, His Royal Highness will definitely like it!"

Xu Yi was moved when he heard this, and in the winter, he drank a bowl of hot and delicious mutton soup to warm up his body and heart.

There was a commotion ahead.

The carriage also stopped.

Without waiting for the coachman to go and check, Xu Yi had already jumped out of the carriage, "What's the matter? I'll take a look!"

A crowd of people gathered in front of a dilapidated house, pointing and whispering from time to time.

"Big brother, why are there so many people here, what's going on?" Xu Yi looked at it and couldn't squeeze in, so he pulled a big man next to him and asked.

"What's the matter? Dead!" The big man was burly, and his voice was like a bell, and he was about to squeeze into the crowd, but he was a little unhappy when Xu Yi grabbed him.

"Have you reported to the official?" Cheng Mingyu, who followed closely, asked coldly.

The man turned his head and saw Cheng Mingyu's majestic and well-dressed clothes, his face sank at this moment, and a momentum of not being angry and mighty came to his face, and then he looked at Xu Yi, who asked before, was also brightly dressed and graceful, knowing that these two people should not be ordinary people, his attitude suddenly changed, and he hugged his fists and said with a smile: "I have reported it, the head catcher also came just now, and I am checking inside!"

"I want to go in and have a look!" Xu Yi looked at Cheng Mingyu. Anyway, he was handed over to Cheng Mingyu by the emperor for protection, so it would be better for him to ask for his opinion.

"You, lead the way!" Cheng Mingyu directly ordered the big man.

The corners of the big man's mouth twitched, but he still turned around and squeezed into the crowd in resignation.

Cheng Mingyu and Xu Yi followed behind him, so that they didn't have to squeeze in the crowd by themselves.

The three of them quickly squeezed to the innermost edge, and they also saw the situation in front of them at a glance.

In front of the dilapidated gate, a lean man in a blue robe lay on his back on the door, motionless, and a headhunter was crouching beside him, scrutinizing carefully. Several catchers with knives scattered to prevent the onlookers from approaching.

A woman dressed in a kudzu robe, holding a woman's bun simply, but still unable to hide her beautiful complexion, with a sad face, leaned against the inner wall of the door and wept, and a strong young man beside her, a little nervously guarded in front of her, with anger on his face, very vigilant and defensive.

On the opposite side of them are a mother and daughter, both of whom are a little round and plump, brightly dressed, with white powder on their faces and red and bright lips, which are very eye-catching in the crowd. It's just that at this time, the daughter is kneeling on the ground, pinching the handkerchief with two fingers, and is gently wiping the corners of her eyes, and the slender jade fingers coated with red red oil are raised high, and under the background of the plain white brocade handkerchief, it looks more and more red.

The mother stood next to her daughter, pointed to the woman and the boy at the door, and scolded: "Okay, you sisters and brothers, your conscience has been eaten by dogs, and you dare to do this murderous act! Yuan Meng is still a relative of you, and what kind of grudge he has with you, you will want his life! This makes our orphans and widows, how can they live in the future? Let me tell you, this matter is not over!"

It turned out that the deceased's name was Yuan Meng.

"I was just about to ask you, did your conscience have been eaten by dogs? Brother Meng is so sick, you don't give him medical treatment, you still force him to work to earn money, you killed him! " The young man inside the door was so angry that he rushed out of the door.

A catcher quickly arrested him: "This is your house, right? When you came to Yamen to report the case, you could say that you had a murder at your neighbor's house, so why did you die at your door again?"

"Hey, grandpa official, it's like this. At this moment, a man came out of the crowd, slender and long, and still a talent, but his eyes, even on such an important occasion, swept over the breasts of the women from time to time.

"As for the people, I helped this little lady move here, because I saw it with my own eyes-" he said and pointed to the young man, "it was he who tied a rope to the little lady's gate and put Yuan Meng's head in it!"

The crowd erupted.

The young man clenched his fists tightly, stared fiercely at the man who testified, and then turned his gaze to the little lady in the man's mouth, that is, the woman who was kneeling on the ground and crying, and the fierceness in his eyes was very fierce.

At this time, the head catcher who inspected the deceased stood up and said: "There is an obvious bruise on the neck, and the possibility of hanging to death cannot be ruled out." ā€

The kneeling woman howled loudly, "My poor husband, why did you go like this!"