In the evening, Mu Shi brought back the news from Yikang Fang that the little maid who was sold in Cai Wei's mouth was not sold to Yafu. He took the portrait of the little maid to the various city gates of Yizhou to inquire one by one, and finally got some news at the west city gate.

Before the curfew last night, a carriage passed through the west city gate, and the other party was holding the pair of cards of the weaving house, and the guards thought that it was the lady of the weaving house who came out to do business, so they opened the city gate.

"Could it really be that maid who killed someone?" Meng Heyu opened the door curtain and came out of the inner room, Mu Shi's eyes instantly widened, and he pointed to her nose, "You, why are you in the child's room?" ”

Meng Heyu grinned: "What's wrong with me in my cousin's room?" We're engaged. ”

She twisted her orchid fingers, and she was about to lean on Pei Lingxian.

Pei Ling first pushed open her head with an expressionless face, picked up the umbrella by the door and walked out.

Meng Heyu smiled proudly at Mu Shi and hurriedly followed: "Where are we going now?" ”

"Jiangfu."

"Isn't this self-defeating? Childe, we can't go, that Zheng Dabao is in the Weaving Mansion now, if you pass, what if Zheng Dabao arrests you again? Mu Shi rushed into the rain curtain to stop Pei Lingxian, he said that he would not let Gongzi get into danger.

The drizzle washed the umbrella surface and ticked down the fan bone and fell on the bluestone slab. Pei Ling first looked up in the direction of Jiang Mansion: "It's okay." ”

"But ......"

Pei Ling interrupted him first, "You go to the Yamen now, let Cheng Shaoqing send a bunch of people to chase after him from the West City Gate, and then let Cheng Shaoqing take the two maids from Jiangfu and Cui He's body to Jiangfu immediately, and then you go to Jinlin Xiufang to ......." ”

"I'm not going." He didn't go, he would never let Childe be alone with the female thief again.

Pei Ling raised her eyebrows first: "Why?" ”

Mu Shi hurriedly looked up at Meng Heyu next to him, and said, "I don't worry about the son." ”

Meng Heyu, who was innocently lying on the gun, almost lost her breath, and said with a smile: "What kind of eyes do you look at me?" Can I still eat him? Besides, if you eat it, you'll finish it last night! You say, don't you? Cousin? ”

Mu Shi was instantly mournful, looking at Meng Heyu in disbelief, as if there were countless tigers shouting in his heart, this female thief turned out to be ......

Meng Heyu suddenly smiled: "You stone, you are still young, young, do you know what a lonely man and a widow are?" ”

"Lonely, lonely?" The wood and stone are like being struck by lightning, and they look like they are about to cry.

Pei Ling glanced back at Meng Heyu first: "Don't make trouble." ”

The deep voice was like a stone suddenly smashed into this dense rain curtain, with ripples and with a fierce force. Meng Heyu hurriedly closed her mouth and obediently ran under his umbrella.

In an autumn rain in early autumn, two people walked side by side on the bluestone road that was wet and washed by the drizzle, and occasionally when the wind passed, Meng Heyu subconsciously shrank down beside Pei Lingxian, like a pair of intimate lovers.

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The white sails had been hung up in the Jiang Mansion, and the housekeeper was commanding the people to tidy up the mourning hall.

Earlier, Jiang Tianbai invited Zheng Dabao into the Weaving Mansion, and within three days, if Cheng Shaoqing couldn't catch the real murderer, he would report Cheng Shaoqing's private release of the suspect to the Yizhou commander in a notebook.

"Your Excellency, please have tea." Jiang Tianbai handed the teacup to Zheng Dabao.

Zheng Dabao teased his eyelids, lifted his eyes and glanced at him, took the teacup in his hand, and asked lightly: "Cui He is dead, what about the Tibetan embroidery you said you wanted to pay tribute to?" ”

Jiang Tianbai was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, my lord, although she is dead, but there is still Boss Jin of Jinlin Xiufang, there will be no problem with Tibetan embroidery, this time the emperor's birthday, the weaving mansion is well prepared." ”

Zheng Dabao let out a "hmm" and lowered his head to take a sip of tea.

The two of them sat in the hall with their own hearts, and the rain outside the house was getting heavier and heavier.

The butler hurried from the end of the cloister, his umbrella whirring in the wind, and his gray robe half wet by the rain. He ran all the way to the hall, stood at the door, took the umbrella, and hurriedly shouted inside: "My lord." ”

Jiang Tianbai was slightly stunned, turned his head to look, and the housekeeper was standing outside the door with an ugly face.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Tianbai asked, and the housekeeper hurriedly said, "Pei Ling came first." ”

"Pei Lingxian?" Zheng Dabao smashed the teacup, "He came here, let's go, go and see." ”

Jiang Tianbai frowned and glanced at the housekeeper, quickly got up and took the umbrella from his hand and held it above Zheng Dabao's head, and the three of them rushed through the corridor to the mourning hall.

The Jiang Mansion has set up a mourning hall, but Cui He's body is still in Yizhuang, and only Cui He's clothes and jewelry are placed in the coffin.

Obituaries hung on either side of the coffin, and two maids were waiting on the left and right, one of whom knelt on the ground, and one by one poured paper money into the brazier.

Meng Heyu boredomically pushed Pei Lingxian next to him, lowered her voice and leaned into his ear and asked, "You say, who is the murderer?" Is it Kim so-yeon? Or the girl who ran away? ”

Pei Ling frowned first: "I don't know." ”

Meng Heyu pursed her mouth, I believe you are a ghost.

At this moment, there was a sudden chaotic sound of footsteps outside the mourning hall, and then a red figure swept in like the wind.

"Mrs. Wang!" When the maid who added paper money saw the comer, she suddenly got up from the ground and shouted.

Meng Heyu looked at this Mrs. Wang in surprise, she was wearing a fiery red skirt, her face was like a peach blossom, her eyebrows and eyes were charming, even if she was a little embarrassed, she was also a beauty I felt sorry for.

She didn't seem to expect that there were other people in the mourning hall, and as soon as she came in, she threw herself down in front of the mourning hall, covered her face with her sleeves, and cried so much that it rained.

The huge mourning hall echoed with the intermittent cries of women.

Not long after, Jiang Tianbai and Zheng Dabao entered the mourning hall one after another, and when they saw Pei Lingxian, Zheng Dabao couldn't help but sneer twice: "Pei Lingxian, you are so bold, you dare to come in front of this official, heh!" Someone, grab him for me. ”

Zheng Dabao gave an order, and the soldiers of the Jiang Mansion rushed up and surrounded the huge mourning hall.

The corners of Meng Heyu's mouth twitched, and she hurriedly jumped three steps away from Pei Ling, looking at Zheng Dabao's big eyes with great sincerity: "My lord, I don't know him well, he forced me to come, I don't even know who Cui He is." "Selling a bucket knife is such a thing, usually you get used to it, and Meng Heyu has never had any burden in her heart.

Zheng Dabao suddenly burst out laughing, pointed at Pei Lingxian's nose and said, "Pei Lingxian, Pei Lingxian, you also have today, have you seen it?" Your cousin, your fiancée is going to betray you. ”

Meng Heyu secretly glanced at Pei Lingxian, and felt that he was a failure, and it seemed that people all over the world liked to watch him being knifed by his relatives.

Zheng Dabao touched his smooth chin, looked at Meng Heyu with a kind face, and seduced him step by step: "Little girl, come here, you come and tell me, did he kill Cui He?" Is there any secret between him and Cui He? ”

Meng Heyu took a deep breath, brewed a good mood, and looked at Pei Lingxian affectionately, while complaining with pear blossoms: "My lord, my lord, you don't know, I have been engaged to him since I was a child, but my father went to Watt to do business, I had to leave Dasheng, I have been thinking about him in Watt all these years, but my mother died some time ago, I brought a token to find him to recognize his relatives, but I don't want to, but I don't want to ......"

"But you don't want him to be treacherous?" Zheng Dabao took two steps forward and stretched out his hand to her, "Girl, if you can find out your way back and identify the evidence of his murder, this official will definitely reward you greatly." ”

Meng Heyu sobbed twice, broke open her big eyes and looked at Zheng Dabao with a confused expression: "Really? "This Lord Zheng is simply a scheming fox, and he can't wait to press Pei Ling to death in Cui He's case first, and that Lord Jiang's attitude seems to be a little subtle, looking at the husband who doesn't want to lose his beloved wife.

Zheng Dabao saw that she was shaken, and made persistent efforts to coax: "This official has no jokes. ”

Meng Hefei pretended to nod solemnly: "My lord, I believe you." ”

Zheng Dabao smiled and beckoned to her: "Come here, tell the official in detail, how did he kill people?" ”

Meng Heyu glanced at the guard in front of her, sniffed, and pointed at the guard's knife: "My lord, I'm afraid." ”

Zheng Dabao hurriedly glared at the guard, who put down the knife and automatically gave way to her.

With a shy smile, Meng Heyu pinched the hem of her skirt and ran to Zheng Dabao with small steps. She smiled at Zheng Dabao, and leaned over to him ignorantly: "My lord, Pei Lingxian is this person, he, he is really despicable and shameless, he ......"

"What about him?" Zheng Dabao looked at her with wide eyes, and said in his heart, why is this girl talking and panting?

Meng Heyu grinned: "He ......"

Zheng Dabao was stunned, and before he could react to what was happening, his waist was pressed by a hard thing.

"You?"

Meng Heyu pushed the dagger forward: "My lord, do you want to tear people off?" I'm a little scared that it won't be good if I accidentally stab you with a shaking hand. ”

The two of them stood very close, and Jiang Tianbai on the side didn't notice anything unusual at all, only looked at Pei Lingxian, who was surrounded by government soldiers, with a gloomy face.

"You, be careful, you, what the hell are you going to do?" Zheng Dabao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at Meng Heyu with a panicked expression.

Meng Heyu tilted her head and said very innocently: "Don't do anything, I just want these people of yours to retreat." You don't know, this girl has a problem, as soon as there are many people, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, I can't breathe, this hand trembles. As she spoke, her hand holding the dagger shook slightly, and Zheng Dabao was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted, "Stand down, stand down, give me a step down." ”

The guards "hula-la" and all of them exited the mourning hall as they came.

Where had Mrs. Wang seen this battle, she was so frightened that she hid behind the maid and trembled.

Pei Ling looked at Meng Heyu and Zheng Dabao with a smile and a smile, the hand behind her back was slightly itchy, as if she had been gently scratched by something, it didn't hurt, it was just a little itchy, as if it was itching to the bottom of her heart, weird. This is a strange feeling, just like the nine-ring in his uncle's study when he was young, every time he goes to see it, he has a feeling of itchy hands, that strange feeling of wanting to play and possess.

Later, the nine-link was taken away by his cousin, and the last time he saw it, his cousin smashed it with a stone because he couldn't untie it.

For many years after that, he collected countless Nine Rings, but he never felt that way anymore.