He said: "There are many suspicious points in this case, but if you can't find the real murderer, Miss Guo is also very dangerous." ”

Yan Weiyang's eyes immediately turned red, and he hated Xie Yinyue in his heart.

She hated why God gave such people wisdom and used it to harm others.

As soon as she thought of Xie Yinyue's meticulous analysis, all the past events and her mute personality were used by her, and instead became a reason to prove the mute killing, she couldn't help but feel cold to the bone, and felt that she was really terrible.

Cai Ming comforted her in a low voice, and Uncle Gao and Young Master Xia came over.

After greeting for a while, it was not early, and Yan Weiyang offered to leave.

The Yan family also has another courtyard in Huzhou Mansion, so naturally there is no need to live in a guest house.

Cai Ming hurriedly got up to see her off.

When leaving, Yan Weiyang looked at the smiling Uncle Gao and the cold Xia Meteor, and felt extremely lonely. For them, this is just a very common thing in human relations, they can help if they can, it doesn't matter if they can't help, they won't be anxious and sad for Guo Qingdu.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Cai Ming couldn't help but sigh when he saw it, and he was even more curious about Guo Qingdu.

He repeatedly promised her that he would do his best to help, but she was not happy.

"What do you think your cousin will do when he learns about this?" He asked.

"Cousin...... It shouldn't help the Xie family. Yan Weiyang was a little unsure.

What will Fang Chu do?

On the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, Fang Chu, who was in the capital, finally learned the news.

It turned out that the governor of Huzhou, together with the Huzhou envoy and the political envoy, reviewed Jiang Minghui's case, but there was no breakthrough. Although he felt that there were suspicious points in this case, he couldn't find evidence to prove that Guo Qingmu was wronged, let alone find out the real murderer. In this case. He froze. Because of the affection of all parties, Governor Gao suppressed the case on the grounds of insufficient evidence and did not report the autumn trial to the imperial court. However, the Xie family was unwilling to give up, secretly contacted the political envoy of Huzhou, and uploaded the matter to the court through other channels.

In Beijing, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Fang Chu has been wandering outside since he was a teenager, and he is full of novelty and fighting spirit in life. There is rarely the feeling of "being alone in a foreign land as a stranger, thinking of relatives every festival", but this Mid-Autumn Festival he is very lonely.

Afternoon. He took Yuan'er to wander the streets.

In the depths of the alley, find a teahouse, ask for a pot of tea and a few plates of fruit, and listen to the gossip and interesting stories of the people while drinking.

Then he heard this conversation:

"Have you heard? Something happened to the weaver girl in Huzhou. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Killed. It's going to be beheaded. ”

"Didn't you say you're only a teenager? How can you kill someone? ”

"It was her original fiancé who abandoned him from the beginning, so she killed him."

"Can't it, that small?"

"That's it! Huzhou is so far away, you can see it with clairvoyance? ”

"Oh, don't you believe me? It was my brother-in-law's father-in-law, who was on an errand in an official house in the household department, and heard the adults talking. Everyone knows about the noise, I don't believe you to inquire......"

Fang Chu listened casually. After hearing it, I vaguely felt that it was wrong.

Yuan'er frowned when she saw him, and hurriedly went over and asked, "Everyone." What niece are you talking about? ”

One said: "It's Guo Zhinu who teaches everyone to spin and weave." Now we all use her loom in our house......"

"Miss Guo!" Yuan'er cried out in a lost voice, "How could Miss Guo kill someone?" ”

Fang Chu's mind was blank, and he couldn't hear what those people were saying.

I only remember that he left with Yuan'er, and then went to visit several small officials' homes one after another.

When he returned to his mansion in the capital, it was already the middle of the moon.

He shut himself in his study, didn't even light the lamp, and stared out the window at the full moon.

In just about 20 days since I left, such a big thing happened!

"Xie Yinyue!"

He whispered in a trembling voice, full of pain.

"Young master, young master?"

I don't know how long it took, Yuan'er called softly outside.

Fang Chu was silent, he was in a terrible mood to the extreme.

"Young master, you haven't eaten since the afternoon, drink some soup!" Yuan'er seemed to know that he was in a bad mood and reminded, "You can only think of a way after eating." ”

Although there was no response in the house, Yuan'er, who was familiar with the young master's temperament, pushed the door in.

There was no lamp, he took advantage of the moonlight outside, walked to Fang Chu's side, put the tray in his hand on the coffee table, turned around and went to the bookcase to light the lamp first, and then came over to place the dishes and chopsticks.

Fang Chu didn't care about him at all, and secretly thought, with Yin Yue's style of acting, although she wanted to deal with the Guo family, she would not be dumb to death for nothing, she would not be so reckless.

There must be some reason!

Why?

Jiang Minghui was killed......

Jiang Minghui was killed......

By the way, it was Guo Qingmu who threatened her and made her feel dangerous!

What would make Yin Yue feel dangerous, and she would disregard Guo Qing to death?

Guo Qingdue must have discovered something!

Almost at the same time, Xie Yinfeng's graceful figure and sparkling eyes appeared in Fang Chu's mind. He clenched his fists and slammed it on the coffee table beside him, "Thank you!" ”

I heard a chaotic sound of "clanging bells", and the bowls, chopsticks, soup and rice fell to the ground.

Yuan'er looked at the hideous face of the eldest young master and took a step back in fright.

"Pack up my things, I want to go back to Huzhou!"

He snapped to Yuan'er.

"Yes!"

Yuan'er didn't even have time to collect the broken dishes and chopsticks, so she rushed out to explain.

After the explanation, I came back to clean up.

At that time, Fang Chu was already sitting in front of the bookcase and writing hard.

When Yuan'er cleaned up the messy ground, Fang Chu finished writing.

He handed the sealed letter to Yuan'er and instructed: "Send this letter to Qian Langzhong of the household department early tomorrow morning; This one is sent to Mr. Jane, who took you to visit last time. You stay in the capital, pay attention to the news, and send me a message in time. ”

Yuan'er took the letter and asked in surprise, "Young Master will leave tomorrow morning?" ”

Fang Chu nodded and said, "Leave tomorrow morning!" ”

Yuan'er didn't know what to say, so she had to say, "Who will the young master take back?" ”

Fang Chu said: "Fang Xiong and Chuan'er will follow." ”

Yuan'er looked at him worriedly and said, "The eldest young master hasn't eaten yet......"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Chu had already walked out.

At midnight, all the bags were packed.

Fang Chu, who should have taken a break, didn't feel sleepy, and simply stood in the courtyard, looking up at the bright moon.

Xie Yinyue!

Thank you, thank you, you, you,

He silently recited these three words in his heart, and his face was expressionless.

Standing straight until the fourth watch, Yuan'er couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over and persuaded: "Even if the eldest young master is not happy, he should endure it first and go to sleep first, and only after sleeping will he have the strength to hurry tomorrow." Wait until you go back to Huzhou to figure out the situation and then think about it, isn't it better than being in a hurry here? ”

Fang Chu turned around and went back to the house, and he didn't go to bed, just lay on the low couch with his clothes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Guo Qing's quiet face appeared in front of him.

She's in a cell!

With her unbending temperament, how could she be tortured to write a confession by herself?

He felt that the torment in his heart was unbearable, and he could not sleep at all. (To be continued......)