There are more and more mysteries, and because time has passed, it is becoming more and more difficult to solve. But the more difficult the mystery to solve, the greater the temptation to deal with Mingrui. This is a kind of competitiveness, some people are made to chase the harder the woman to chase, for Fu Mingrui, the case is a woman, and the more difficult the case to solve, the more obsessed he is.

"The deceased was about seven feet ...... before his death" Wu Guang began the preliminary bone examination, and when he saw the scars all over the bones, his heart not only tightened, but these scratches showed that the deceased had suffered unusually cruel abuse during his lifetime. The other party has been using a knife to cut his body everywhere, and the sharp knife has also cut his bones, so it will leave marks on the bones, "The deceased did not die of natural causes, judging from these scratches on his bones, he was constantly tortured...... It should be tortured to death......"

"It's so ruthless!" Yi Jixuan frowned, grinning his teeth, "I've heard that some literati have a habit of abusing their wives, is this Huang Ye's wife?"

"Yi Gongzi, this skeleton is a man. Wu Guang pointed to the position of the pelvis, "The biggest difference between women and men is the pelvis. ”

"Hiss......" Yi Jixuan touched his arm, as if the lines were all drawn on his body, so that he couldn't look at it anymore, "Don't look at it, it's too cruel." Yi Jixuan turned his head and walked out of the gloomy hut.

"How old is the deceased?" Fu Mingrui looked at Wu Guang.

Wu Guang carefully examined the bones: "The preliminary judgment is that the deceased should be sixteen to ...... Eighteen or so. ”

"Still a teenager?!" Fu Mingsu was a little surprised, thinking carefully, "Huang Ye's children are still alive, who is this young man?" Could it be a servant's child?"

Fu Mingrui looked at the skeleton on the ground solemnly, if the scratches on his whole body were restored, what kind of cruel abuse did this young man suffer in front of him? There were almost no intact bones on his face, chest, arms, finger bones, thigh bones, and his whole body. What kind of hatred does the person who hurt this boy have for this boy? would make him do such a beastly act without the slightest humanity!

Fu Mingrui raised his face, thought for a moment, and looked at Wang Quan: "Send someone to catch up with Chen Chu, tell them that another skeleton has been found, notify everyone, detain all the people over the age of thirty in the Huang Ye family, and send someone to set up a court in the Yi family, tomorrow I will close the door in this old mansion of Huang Ye!"

"Yes!" said loudly, dispelling the chill in the hut.

The sunlight broke through the dust and shone on the emaciated bones on the ground, shining into the two black, hollow eyes of the skull.

Approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, the capital is particularly lively, and the censorship at the gate of this city is becoming more and more strict.

The commercial street restaurant is decorated with red silk headlights to welcome visitors from all over the world. During the New Year's holidays, the capital is the most prosperous moment.

The circle of Mirror Lake has been connected with red silk, and all kinds of exquisite lanterns have begun to be hung, lotus and jade rabbit Chang'e come to the moon, and the twelve zodiac signs of dragons, snakes, horses and sheep celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Each lantern was affixed with blank red paper, not as a riddle, but for the young men and women to come up with their own problems. This can be described as the annual blind date meeting in Beijing. If you miss the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will have to wait for the Lantern Festival next year.

That night, boys and girls leave their riddles on the lanterns and hide their messages from them. Here, the key is to be able to write a timeless hand. Because many men and women will prefer the lamp of word beauty.

This is not yet the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the whole capital is already full of festive joy.

Every household also hung up the Mid-Autumn Festival red lanterns, and the father in the courtyard began to tie cute rabbit lanterns for the children.

Artists have flocked to the capital to make a good profit in the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival.

Fu Mingrui caught it before, and he was also a trickster artist who was ready to make a lot of money on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Huang Ye's family moved out of the capital the year after Huang Ye's disappearance and moved to a mansion in the eastern suburbs, which was originally the summer residence for Huang Ye and his family. It is also a place where many literati in Beijing retire.

The eastern suburbs are surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there are more bells of the National Temple that are cleaned every day. Even the royal family's palace was built here, so many dignitaries and nobles also built their own summer resorts here.

Although it is a suburb, the housing prices here are only more expensive than those in the private areas of the capital.

After Huang Ye's death, in fact, the Huang family was already a little green and yellow, and the family was in the middle. None of Huang Ye's children inherited his painting skills, let alone his children and grandchildren. Now the children of the Huang family rely on some of Huang Ye's relationship with the academy to hold some idle positions in the academy in the capital to make a living.

Other sources of income are mainly based on selling Huang Ye's paintings. They also kept some paintings in front of Huang Ye, and sold one whenever the economy was tight. Huang Ye's later paintings are very popular, because the colors are bright, so they are very eye-catching when hung on the white wall. It is deeply sought after and liked by businessmen in Beijing.

As the year passed, the price of Huang Ye's paintings rose even higher. Therefore, just one piece of Xiao can make the whole family eat for several years. Huang Ye's paintings can really support future generations for a hundred years.

Huang Ye's eldest son is now sixty-five years old, and he died of illness a few years ago, and his eldest grandson Huang Zong has long since retired from the Academy of Literature, and now his great-grandson Huang Jiao has taken over the position of secretary of the Academy.

Huang Jiao put on the uniform of the Academy of Literature and saluted his father: "Father, the child has gone to the Academy of Literature." ”

"Yes. Huang Jiao's father nodded, "Go and say goodbye to your ancestors." ”

"Yes. ”

The ancestor in Huang Jiao's father's mouth is Huang Ye's wife: Lu.

Fifty years later, this Lu is still alive.

The ancestor sent his baby great-grandson Huang Jiao in the yard as early as possible, she is almost ninety this year, she is really true, a famous longevity old birthday star, as long as she is born after the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, she is ninety. Seeing that there are still seven days before his birthday, the Lu family is also extremely radiant these days.

Because at that time, she will still be able to enter the palace to meet the emperor, receive the emperor's canonization, and get a birthday seal, which is really a great blessing! Therefore, she has been eating fast and difficult Buddha, as long as she can move one day, she will go to the national temple one day to recite scriptures and burn incense.

And the Huang family also began to prepare for this ninetieth birthday early, just waiting for the Lu family to come back, the dignitaries and nobles in the capital will come to their Huang family to congratulate and congratulate, and then there will be another wave of congratulatory gifts, which will increase the reputation of their Huang family.

The Lu family had already thought about auctioning a painting of Huang Ye on his birthday, and then put his own words and printed the seal given by the emperor, and this painting would definitely be sold for more than a million taels!

"Ancestor, I've gone to the Academy of Literature. Huang Jiao respectfully saluted the Lu family.

Lu smiled at him fondly: "Okay, good, go early and come back early." ”

"Yes. Ancestor. ”

"That's good. "Lu looked at Huang Jiao, he was full of spoiling.

At this moment, the old butler hurriedly ran in: "Master-master-yo! Old ancestor!" the old butler hurriedly saluted in surprise.

Lu Shi looked at him unpleasantly: "What are you doing, you are panicked early in the morning." ”

The old housekeeper's face was tense, and he didn't dare to say it for a while, peeking at Huang Jiao's father, Huang Zong. The people of the Huang family on the side also stepped forward one after another, looking at the old housekeeper suspiciously.