It was almost time, and after Yin 17 put down the bamboo basket, he went to the kitchen to heat up the leftovers from lunch. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After hastily finishing dinner, she sat in the main room and waited for Chen Yue.

In ancient times, this home was a three-room house, a main house, a dormitory, a kitchen, and a small courtyard with a vacant lot, most of which was cultivated by Granny Tao and planted some commonly used herbs.

In the past five years, she has become accustomed to the days when the sun rises and the sun sets and sleeps, although she is poor, but also stable.

It's just that I didn't think that Granny Tao's temporary soft-heartedness would cause a disaster.

When there was a call for the door outside the courtyard, Yin Seventeen immediately ran out of the main house and opened the door of the courtyard, and Chen Yue stood outside the door.

He had obviously just gotten off the job, and it seemed that he hadn't even returned to the house next door.

Yin Seventeen called: "Brother Chen! ”

Chen Yue didn't cross the door, he stood outside the door and looked at Yin Seventeen inside the door:

"Seventeen, I'll talk to Lin Zhu soon, let me follow Wang Yizhong's case, don't worry, I will find out the truth as soon as possible, find the murderer, and return my mother-in-law's innocence!"

This is undoubtedly the fact that Chen Yue fully believed Granny Tao.

Yin Seventeen was very comforted, and finally he had been a neighbor for five years in vain:

"Thank you, Brother Chen! I wonder when I will see my mother-in-law? ”

Chen Yue's face was embarrassed: "Seventeen...... Your Excellency has issued an order that no one is allowed to visit Granny Tao until the murder case of Wang Yizhong is solved......"

Yin Seventeen didn't understand, and Chen Yue didn't give her an exact reason, but the order was inviolable.

He couldn't, and she couldn't.

In these years, the people do not fight with the officials, let alone the top.

Chen Yue went back to his own house next door, Yin Seventeen also closed the door of the courtyard, and Chen Yue did not set foot in the door from beginning to end.

After waiting for a long time, she was very disappointed that she only had to wait for such an answer.

Back in the dormitory, she threw herself on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover her head.

She kept her eyes open and stayed awake all night.

The next day, she got up early in the morning and waited for Chen Yue on the streets of Maosheng before he went on a business trip.

The sky was gray, and Chen Yue was taken aback when he saw her:

"Seventeen?"

Yin Seventeen saluted him: "Brother Chen, since you have participated in the Wang Yizhong case, then please think of a way to take me with you, I can help Brother Chen find out the truth!" ”

Her determined look told him that he couldn't stop her.

Chen Yue looked at her in embarrassment: "Seventeen ......"

Yin Seventeen said again: "Brother Chen! Even if you don't take me with you, I'll check it myself, Brother Chen wants Seventeen to be like a headless fly running around? ”

She had just arrived in this dynasty five years ago, and she was very curious about everything, and Chen Yue, who was six years older than her, and Hu Fatzi, who was one year older than her, were undoubtedly her best guides.

Once, she stubbornly asked Chen Yue to take her to the market to see the beheading of death row prisoners.

Hu Fatzi is timid and doesn't particularly want to see it, but she has to go.

Chen Yue couldn't resist her in the end.

This time, just like the one five years ago, she won in the end.

It's not that Chen Yue can't refuse her, it's just that he knows her too well, and he knows that no further persuasion will be in vain.

As soon as I entered the yamen officer's room, someone quipped:

"Yo! Chen Yue, who is this? Your little brother? ”

Yin Seventeen looked at the source of the sound, it was a man about thirty years old, with a rough appearance, completely different from Chen Yuesheng's handsome appearance.

Chen Yue approached the man with a smile: "Brother Lin, this is my little brother next door, and I intend to get an errand in the yamen, so I will come and learn from me first." ”

Lin Zhukuai's surname is Lin Changsheng, and he is also a cheerful man, older than Chen Yue, and has always taken good care of Chen Yue, and is very interested in marrying his young sister to Chen Yue.

In fact, Chen Yue is twenty-one, and Lin Xiaomei is eighteen years old, which is a good match, but Chen Yue has never believed it.

However, Lin Changsheng did not give up, and used various methods to make Chen Yue do his job.

Yesterday, as soon as Chen Yue asked him about Wang Yizhong's case, he wanted to follow up and investigate, so Lin Changsheng agreed, provided that he agreed to meet Lin Xiaomei.

Chen Yue, who has always disagreed to meet Lin Xiaomei, agreed this time.

Yin Seventeen didn't know about the matter between Chen Yue and Lin Changsheng, and she stepped forward to give a salute:

"Brother Lin, junior brother Yin seventeen, please take care of Brother Lin in the future."

Lin Changsheng nodded and said, "Have you talked to adults?" ”

Chen Yue said: "I said it, my lord said it, you can take it first, if it is suitable, you can fill it in...... Sun San's vacancy. ”

Sun San was originally one of the four Kuaishou under Chen Yue, but later resigned from Kuaishou for some reason.

Lin Changsheng set his eyes on Yin Seventeen again: "It's a little smaller, and it's a little more delicate, but it's better to be smaller, you can teach it well, so as not to be like Sun San, ...... it."

There was something obvious about it, but he didn't say it again.

Yin Seventeen listened, and he was not curious.

The most important thing now is to find the murderer of Wang Yizhong, so that Granny Tao can avoid the pain of prison as soon as possible.

What's more, Chen Yue's face has been very gloomy since he mentioned Sun San.

For some reason, she wasn't interested.

The next one got along very well, and Lin Changsheng was generally a good person except for his selfishness.

And because he has an eldest son who is only seventeen or thirteen years old in his family, he can be said to welcome the arrival of Yin Seventeen.

Lin Changsheng called two of his fast hands, and Chen Yue did the same, but he had more Yin Seventeen and one people on his side.

A group of seven people set off to the king's house in the west of the city.

Wang Yizhong is a businessman, his family is well-off, there are no elders in the family, only one wife, two concubines, and dozens of slaves.

The night before, he had died in the main hall of his home.

Sitting upright, sitting in the first circle of chairs in the main hall with a very upright posture, dozens of knives in his body, the depth of the knife marks are different, the angle and strength of each knife are not quite the same, but judging from the knife edge, it is from the same murder weapon, without any fatal injuries, until the last drop of blood in the body is exhausted, death.

Along the way, Lin Changsheng told Chen Yue and others about the existing clues in the murder of Wang Yizhong.

Yin Seventeen pricked up his ears and listened without leaking.

At the end, she asked: "Wang Yizhong was stabbed several times, and there was no fatal injury, but he died of blood, so it is impossible to have no movement during ......the period."

Lin Changsheng asked his fast hand Yang Shui to call the gate of the palace, and replied:

"I also have this question, but I have asked dozens of people in the palace one by one, including Mrs. Wang and Wang Yizhong's two concubines, and they all said that they had not heard the slightest movement that night."

Yin Seventeen asked again: "What about the neighbors on both sides?" ”

Lin Changsheng said: "The two families on the left and right sides of the palace have not heard any movement, and the neighbors who are far away, needless to say, have not heard the slightest sound. ”

Soon a servant of the palace came to answer the door, and after the seven entered the palace, they sat down in the side hall of the main hall of the front courtyard of the palace.

Yin Seventeen did not sit in the side hall like them and wait for Madame Wang and her two concubines.

She turned into the main hall and approached the circle chair on the left side of the head, her eyes fixed on this circle chair made of fine mahogany, carved with delicate carvings and auspicious patterns, worth at least a hundred taels.

According to Lin Changsheng, Wang Yizhong sat in this circle chair all night until he was out of breath.