The atmosphere in the front hall of the He family was solemn, and Mrs. He was very uneasy because of Zhao Hanzhuo's previous remarks, isn't this Lord Zhao of Dali Temple notoriously cold-faced and unkind? When did you get involved with Zhang Zhizhi's cheap hoof?

Mrs. He couldn't understand it, Zhao Hanzhuo didn't care about her lively thoughts, and as soon as she entered the front hall, she restored Su Ri's selfless expression with a straight face, and brought the He family's subordinates over for careful interrogation.

These subordinates are all colluding, and Mrs. Youhe, the head of the house, is here, so she is ready to pretend to be stupid, and she doesn't know if she asks three questions, for fear that she will miss a sentence, and there will be no good fruit to eat at that time.

However, Zhao Hanzhuo did not ask these people if they saw Zhang Zhizhi climb over the wall and enter the house last night, but only asked these people what they had done, who they had met, and what they had said since yesterday.

Zhao Hanzhuo's question was not detailed, just listened to a rough idea, and although he had no expression on his face, his tone was very gentle, and everyone was relieved.

I think he is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, so he shouldn't look down on this kind of small case, just to go through the motions.

Mrs. He's uneasy also let go of a little, although the He family is not as good as the Zhang family is an imperial businessman, but there are still some connections in Beijing, and last night this matter was done properly, even if Zhang Zhizhi has ten mouths, he can't tell clearly!

Thinking of this, Mrs. He's waist straightened again.

Zhao Hanzhuo asked one by one, and after asking a circle, he had a measure in his heart, and put one hand on the coffee table next to him, knocking on it again and again.

Chunyue also felt reassured at this time, and Cheng wanted to step on Zhang Zhizhi's head, so she couldn't help but say, "Why didn't the adults ask?" Slaves and maids are also people in the house. ”

Not only her, but also He Long and Mrs. He, Zhao Hanzhuo didn't ask.

Zhao Hanzhuo didn't answer her question, raised his hand and clicked on a dozen people, and said in a deep voice: "Those who haven't been ordered just now, all go out!" ”

The subordinates were puzzled, but they still went out according to their words, and the people who stayed behind looked at each other, all showing surprise.

These dozen or so people were counted by Mrs. He early in the morning and waited outside He Long's courtyard to prepare to arrest the rapist.

Mrs. He clenched her handkerchief tightly, and her face remained silent.

"What has the girl been doing since yesterday evening?"

Zhao Hanzhuo returned to the rhythm at the beginning and asked, Chunyue was not dressed yet, and there were still traces of reverie on her chest and neck, and she could see at a glance what she had done.

With so many people watching at this time, Chunyue didn't feel embarrassed, but Zhao Hanzhuo looked many times better than He Long, and Chunyue slightly suppressed the flattery on her body, and opened her mouth with a soft cough.

"The slave maid Chunyue is the young master's personal maidservant, last evening served the young master for dinner, and has been staying in the room with the young master, grinding for the young master, adding fragrance to the red sleeves, the young master rested after reading the book, the slave and maid slept outside, and heard the sound of the window being pried open in the middle of the night, and then ...... Just ......"

Chunyue swallowed and deliberately glanced at Zhang Zhizhi, Zhang Yuntian listened angrily and glared at her: "What the hell, if you don't want to say it, Lao Tzu will cut your tongue today!" ”

Zhang Yuntian was very fierce, Chunyue's shoulders shook, she didn't dare to sell Guan Zi anymore, and said in a loud voice: "The slave heard the sound of a woman crying, and got up to look, but it was Miss Zhang's family who climbed onto the young master's bed, crying and begging the young master to ask for her body and carry her into the house, saying that she is now ruined and no one wants it, so she voluntarily entered the He family as a slave and a maid." ”

"Fart!"

Zhang Yuntian scolded angrily, eager to lift his sword and slaughter Chunyue.

Zhang Zhizhi grabbed the robe that Zhao Hanzhuo had draped on her and drank Zhang Yuntian: "Brother, let her say, Lord Zhao is listening here, and he has his own judgment!" ”

At this time, she was much calmer, her tone was calm, and she had an aura that could not be bullied.

Zhao Hanzhuo glanced at her, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"You said that someone climbed into Young Master He's bed, what time was it? What was Young Master He's reaction at that time? ”

"I was so surprised, I just remember it was dark, and I didn't know what time it was." Chunyue didn't dare to talk about the time, and she was sloppy, but she was conclusive about the second question: "Our young master is full of poetry and books, how can he do such a shameless thing, and he reprimanded Miss Zhang with righteous words, and Miss Zhang couldn't hold it on her face, so she left crying." ”

Chunyue's words directly nailed Zhang Zhizhi to the shameless shame frame, and the people who stayed behind immediately echoed it, scolding Zhang Zhizhi for being shameless, and should be arrested and paraded in the streets, and it is best to sink into the pond.

Zhao Hanzhuo swept around with a cold face, and suppressed the noisy discussion: "And then? ”

Chunyue's face was shy, and she twisted the handkerchief in her hand and said: "Although the young master is not messy, he was also provoked by Miss Zhang, and the slave maid is afraid...... I was afraid that the young master would be suffocated, so I wanted to help the young master relieve it with my hands, but the young master was ......"

The process behind is really hard to describe, Chunyue stomped her foot, bit her lip and stopped talking.

A group of subordinates secretly scolded Chunyue for being shameless, and Mrs. He also glanced at Chunyue fiercely, but Zhao Hanzhuo asked: "So Young Master He and you once reached dawn?" ”

"Hmm." Chunyue nodded shyly, and pointed at Zhang Zhizhi to accuse: "The slave maid thought that Miss Zhang would have self-knowledge after being scolded by the young master, but I didn't expect her to hold a grudge and hide in the mansion all the time, and in the morning after the slave maid left, she sneaked into the room again, trying to seduce the young master, and after being rejected by the young master again, she became angry and stabbed the young master!" ”

made up a very reasonable lie, and a trace of pride appeared in Chunyue's eyes, as if she had seen her life as a young lady in the future.

Zhao Hanzhuo nodded, and looked at He Long, who was sitting on a chair on the side, covering his neck and humming: "Young Master He, can you agree with what your personal maid said?" ”

The hairpin was still stuck in He Long's neck, and he couldn't speak, only nodded with difficulty.

Mrs. He took advantage of the situation and said: "Lord Zhao, the ins and outs of the matter are already very clear, and it is all the fault of this slut!" She also stabbed my son, and Lord Zhao still didn't arrest her in Dali Temple?! ”

"Madam, this official has not yet made a judgment against this official, and if you insult Miss Zhang with foul language like this, this official can convict you of a crime of losing women's morality."

The convicted person does not have to go to jail or pay a fine, but he will be poked and scolded by the neighbors and can't raise his head.

Mrs. He's eyes widened, seeing that Zhao Hanzhuo's face was solemn, she didn't dare to speak casually, but she still softened for a while: "Please forgive Lord Zhao." ”

Mrs. He quieted down, and Zhao Hanzhuo looked at Zhao Shi: "Is there anything you found outside?" ”

"Come in!"

Zhao Shi gave an order, and several officials came in with bricks and tiles.

"My lord, this is the footprint we found on the wall of the courtyard and on the tiles of Miss Zhang's roof!"

The first brick was knocked down from the wall of the Hefu Courtyard, and there was moss growing from the rain at the turn of spring and summer, and on the moss was a man's footprint.

The remaining tiles have accumulated a lot of dust due to the perennial wind and sun, and a few tiles piece together the footprints of a man, which are clearly from the same person as the footprints on the courtyard wall.

This can't be Zhang Zhizhi's feet!

Everyone present could see it, but in order to convince Mrs. He, Zhao Hanzhuo still said to Zhang Zhizhi: "Miss Zhang, can you take off a shoe for me?" ”

Before he and Zhang Zhizhi met several times, they were directly locked up in prison, or brought back to Dali Temple, how could he have been so gentle, Zhang Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, Zhang Yuntian spoke first: "Lord Zhao, my sister has not yet left the pavilion......"

A woman who has not left the cabinet cannot take off her shoes in front of others.

However, before Zhang Yuntian's words were finished, Zhang Zhizhi had already neatly taken off the shoe on his left foot and handed it to Zhao Hanzhuo.

"As long as I can prove my innocence, my lord can ask for anything!"

Zhao Hanzhuo took the shoe, put it on the brick and compared it virtually, and the footprint was more than an inch longer than the shoe.

"Mrs. He, can you see clearly?"

Zhao Hanzhuo asked, deliberately named Mrs. He's name, Mrs. He's face changed and changed, gritted her teeth and said: "I saw it, but this can only show that this footprint is not this cheap ......" Mrs. He wanted to talk about sluts, but thinking of Zhao Hanzhuo's warning just now, she changed her direction when the words came to her mouth: "It's not Miss Zhang, can you explain anything else?" ”

Zhao Hanzhuo didn't speak, carefully observed the footprints on the tiles, and asked in a low voice after a while: "Master Zhang Shaodart, is there a lame family in your house?" He should be about the same height as you and me, burly, if you don't look carefully, you can't see that there is a problem in the leg. ”

Zhao Hanzhuo's description, Zhang Yuntian immediately thought of a person, gritted his teeth and roared: "Is it He Sanhu?" ”

This reaction is obviously that there is indeed someone, Zhao Hanzhuo smiled slightly: "Trouble the young dart master to bring this person to take a look." ”

"I'll go and come back!"

Zhang Yuntian left murderously, as soon as Mrs. He heard the name 'He Sanhu', her face turned white all of a sudden, and her eyes flashed panic, Zhao Hanzhuo sat there quietly, no longer speaking, and let this silent anxiety torment the people present with ghosts.

It's already summer, and it's not cool to stand barefoot on the ground, but the footprints are all compared, and it's always not good to hold shoes in other people's hands, Zhang Zhizhi stared at Zhao Hanzhuo eagerly, expecting him to feel his gaze and quickly return the shoes to himself, but Zhao Hanzhuo didn't receive her message at all.

As a last resort, Zhang Zhizhi could only take the initiative to speak: "Lord Zhao, that ...... Can the shoes ......"

"This is the key evidence in this case, and it cannot be given to you until this case is closed."

Zhao Hanzhuo said righteously, putting his shoes into his sleeve pocket.

As soon as he heard that it was evidence, Zhang Zhizhi immediately nodded solemnly, eager to give him the other shoe together, but Zhao Shi and the officials who were handling the case on the side flashed doubts in their eyes: This comparison is over, what are you doing with the shoes of the adult?

Zhang Yuntian quickly came back angrily, it turned out that the three tigers of Nahe had long disappeared, and he didn't know where to go!

Without a witness, Mrs. He would die and not admit it.

Zhao Hanzhuo ordered people to post notices, offer a reward for the arrest of He Sanhu, and first bring the people involved back to Dali Temple, because He Long still had a hairpin stuck in his neck and could not move casually, so he was allowed to recuperate at home, and the officials of Dali Temple took turns to take care of him, and only took Zhang Zhizhi back, and waited for He Sanhu to be arrested and brought to the case before making a final decision.

Zhang Zhizhi really committed a crime this time, and thought that he would be locked up in the secret prison of Dali Temple for a long time, but he was directly taken back home by Zhao Hanzhuo.

Said to be home, in fact, it is not much better than the office room of Dali Temple, except for the bed and table, there is only a cabinet full of bamboo slips.

"Lord Zhao, isn't this your home?"

"Hmm."

Zhao Hanzhuo nodded, entered the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and scooped water into the pot, Zhang Zhizhi stood at the door a little at a loss: "Lord Zhao, do you want to cook?" ”

"Boil water, I'll have clothes brought in a moment."

Zhao Hanzhuo cherished the words like gold, sat in front of the stove and started to light a fire, Zhang Zhizhi looked at the curling green smoke for a while before he realized that he was going to boil water to bathe her and change her clothes.

How can this work?

Zhang Zhizhi hurriedly pulled Zhao Hanzhuo up, she had been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and her hands were strong, so she pulled Zhao Hanzhuo to a stumble, and sat on the ground with a big grin: "I'll do it myself, how can I let you do it!" ”

She was quick with her hands and feet, and the firewood with the thickness of her forearm was broken and thrown into the stove with two clicks on her knees, and the fire burned vigorously, as if she were in her own home.

Zhao Hanzhuo saw that her face, which had always been a little pale, was red by the firelight, and her eyebrows and eyes stretched: "There are no outsiders here at this time, but you use honorifics on me?" ”

"You helped me prove my innocence today, you are kind to me, and you are older than me, of course I have to respect you!" Zhang Zhizhi didn't pay attention to him and said that outsiders called 'you' happily.

Zhao Hanzhuo frowned when he heard this: "I'm not a few years older than you." ”

"I can't!" Zhang Zhizhi raised his voice, as if he had heard something terrible: "You always look at least ......"

Zhang Zhizhi's words were stuck, and he looked at Zhao Hanzhuo seriously for the first time.

This person is always wearing a dark green court dress, with a cold face and does not talk to people, with a small beard, at first glance he looks like a person in his forties and fifties, but at this time there is no court clothes, and when I take a closer look, I see that his skin is smooth, and there is a bookish air flowing between his eyebrows and eyes, and even the beard looks young, and he is in his early thirties!

Zhao Hanzhuo looked at her, saw that she was stunned, and asked with a smile: "At least how much?" ”

He rarely smiled at people, and this smile dissipated when he was usually cold and hard, and he was so handsome that he couldn't talk.

Zhang Zhizhi turned his head suddenly, looked at the fire seriously, and his face was a little hot.

"I ...... I don't have good eyes, I can't see it, adults never lie, I should be a few years older than me. ”

She looked bold, but in fact she was extremely cowardly, and she didn't even dare to look at Zhao Hanzhuo's eyes at this time.

Zhao Hanzhuo didn't force her anymore, walked out of the kitchen and told Zhao Shi to buy clothes, Zhang Zhizhi added firewood to the stove again, and then suddenly woke up: Since she didn't have to be imprisoned in Dali Temple, why did Lord Zhao bring her back?

Zhang Zhizhi couldn't figure it out, but subconsciously believed that Zhao Hanzhuo must have a reason for doing this.

The court clothes were very lenient for her, and they were dirty after two sweeps on the kitchen floor, Zhang Zhizhi came out of the shower and washed his clothes and the court clothes together, but the belly pocket was carried in her arms.

In the end, if you don't go out of the cabinet, what's the matter with washing your belly pocket in a big man's house?

After washing the clothes, Zhang Zhizhi wanted to mention the matter of going home, but Zhao Hanzhuo spoke first: "Although this case is not big, since Dali Temple has taken it, you have to follow the case handling process of Dali Temple, He Sanhu has not been caught for a day, and your innocence will not be cleared for a day, do you want to stay in prison or do you want to follow this official?" ”

How boring it is to be able to walk around with him, and to stay in prison!

Zhang Zhizhi immediately made a choice: "I can help adults with laundry, cooking, and folding quilts, to ensure that they are quiet and will never disturb adults to do things!" ”

This answer was expected by Zhao Hanzhuo, he took Zhang Zhizhi to his study, and instructed politely: "Help me sort out the files in this house." ”

These files were sorted out by himself since he became an official, and they are more detailed than the files archived in Dali Temple, and they are a whole room.

Zhang Zhizhi's eyes widened: "All? ”

"All!"

“……”

Zhang Zhizhi swallowed silently, although she felt that the task was arduous, but she was taught since she was a child that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, since she recognized Zhao Hanzhuo as a benefactor before, this matter naturally cannot be shirked.

"Good! I'll be sure to sort it out soon! ”

Zhang Zhizhi clenched his fists and assured that Zhao Hanzhuo would leave with confidence, Zhang Zhizhi stood in the room for a while, rolled up his sleeves and began to work.

Zhao Hanzhuo said that he wanted to classify and sort out, and Zhang Zhizhi naturally had to read all the files first, and Zhang Zhizhi was fascinated by this look.

Zhao Hanzhuo's handwriting is very beautiful, and the narrative is even more logical and clear, which is much more attractive than the booklet of Mr. Storyteller.

Zhang Zhizhi was fascinated after reading a few volumes, became curious about these cases, and vaguely found the trick of classification, so he found silk threads of different colors and marked them on the file.

She looks a little embarrassed on weekdays, but when she encounters something she is interested in, she can calm down, and she is quite meticulous and organized, and she will not feel bored or impatient at all.

The first day passed unconsciously, and Zhao Hanzhuo came to look for it with a candlestick, and Zhang Zhizhi suddenly found that it was already dark.

Zhang Zhizhi squatted on the ground with the dossier and looked at Zhao Hanzhuo for a moment, and his stomach rumbled first.

"Are you hungry, sir?"

"Do you know how to cook?"

"I'll tell you the truth, my cooking is delicious!"

Half an hour later, Zhang Zhizhi served three dishes and one soup with all the color and flavor.

Zhao Hanzhuo held chopsticks and held the hot white rice, a little at a loss.

Zhang Zhizhi knew that he didn't look like a person who could cook, so he tried a bite of each dish first: "It's really edible, it's not poisonous!" ”

She looked sincere, Zhao Hanzhuo took a bite, his eyebrows raised, and he was a little surprised, because these dishes were a little too delicious.

"When I was young, my father often walked outside for several months, my mother had to help others work, my brother had to practice martial arts to help my father share, and I was the only one in the family to cook, and then I learned a lot of dishes with my sister-in-law, so the cooking skills are very good!"

Zhang Zhizhi nodded to himself, his eyes bent into crescents, confident and cute.

"Well, it's delicious!"

Zhao Hanzhuo echoed and ate hard.

Zhang Zhizhi took two mouthfuls of rice, his eyes rolled restlessly, and flatteringly helped Zhao Hanzhuo clip the chopsticks and dishes.

"Hey, hey." Zhang Zhizhi smiled: "Lord Zhao, this case is over, can you help me give me a proof?" ”

"Proof what?"

"How about proving that I am innocent, virtuous, and worthy of being a good girl?" Zhang Zhizhi blinked his eyes with a look of anticipation.

Although Zhao Hanzhuo is withdrawn, what he says is very credible, if he can help Zhang Zhizhi say a few words, maybe he can help Zhang Zhizhi save a lot of reputation, so that her marriage can be solved a little better.

Zhao Hanzhuo's action of picking up vegetables paused: "Do you have a favorite person again?" ”

He used the word 'again', obviously counting Gu Zhi in it, Zhang Zhizhi shook his head again and again: "I'm not the kind of person who goes to the twilight, Lord Zhao, don't talk nonsense!" ”

"Then what are you anxious about?"

Zhang Zhizhi's shoulders fell: "I'm not in a hurry, but my father is in a hurry, and now this kind of thing has happened, I'm afraid that even making a continuation for others will dislike me." ”

Her tone was frustrated and a little aggrieved.

Zhao Hanzhuo continued to pick up vegetables, and asked as if unintentionally: "Continuation?" Your dad agrees? ”

"I didn't agree with it before, but now I can't help it." Zhang Zhizhi smiled bitterly, and suddenly realized that he had said a little too much, and he was busy with his emotions: "I'm just asking casually, if adults feel embarrassed, forget it." ”

People just saved her, and it's not a good relationship, so why should they help her?

Zhang Zhizhi thought about it and quickly changed the topic: "Anyway, are the cases in those files all handled by you before?" I haven't finished reading the volume just now, who killed the scholar in Fuxian? What is the relationship between the murderer and him? Doesn't he still have a fiancée? What happened to his fiancée at the end? ”

"The murderer is his fiancée."

"Huh? How can it be? Doesn't he love his fiancée that much? ”

"He has been studying hard, but he has not achieved anything, and because of his face, he has refused to fulfill the marriage contract, and his fiancée is getting older, and she can't stand the fingers of others, and gradually resentful, so she has murderous thoughts."

“……”

Zhang Zhizhi was dumbfounded when he heard this, he didn't expect this kind of thing to happen in this world.

Zhao Hanzhuo saw that she couldn't come back to her senses, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like these stories?" ”

"I like it, I used to read books in the garden cutely, and I used to like Gu Ji because of ......"

Surprised that he mentioned Gu Zhi again, Zhang Zhizhi suddenly lost his voice, and Zhao Hanzhuo looked serious and studious: "Because of what? Does he tell you stories too? ”

“……”

Lord Zhao, he is much colder than you, he can't hit a fart with a rod, what kind of ghost story can he tell?

"Because it's fun to investigate the case."

Zhang Zhizhi said with a smile that although many people are laughing at her for sticking to Gu Zhi now, it is an indisputable fact that she has liked Gu Zhi, which is nothing to dare to admit.

"You like to investigate crimes?"

"Do you think it's weird?" Zhang Zhizhi's eyes dimmed: "Obviously, the girl's family should embroider at home without leaving home, but I show up outside every day, I ......"

"Not strange!"

"Huh? Lord Zhao, what did you say? ”

Zhang Zhizhi suspected that he was hallucinating, Zhao Hanzhuo put down the dishes and chopsticks and said seriously: "I don't think there's anything wrong with you doing this!" ”

“……”

At this time, should I say thank you, Lord Zhao?