After roughly sweeping around, an embroidered basket attracted Lu Sheng's attention. Lu Sheng stepped forward and picked up the embroidered handkerchief in the embroidered basket. On the bright red embroidered handkerchief, two mandarin ducks are lifelike.

Suzhou embroidery is famous, famous for a long time. It is the first choice for palace embroidery, Suzhou women, up to everyone's ladies, down to ordinary women almost all embroidery.

Lu Sheng picked up the embroidered handkerchief, this embroidery is only half completed, but the skill is very exquisite.

And underneath the embroidered basket is a stack of white paper.

Lu Sheng picked up the blank paper, which was a stack of small stick figure drawings that looked like comic books. The literacy rate of people in this era is not high, and many housewives will buy some villain paintings when they are bored.

Although there are no words, each painting is a story. From the beginning to the bottom, it can also make people obsessed.

The villain painting in Lu Sheng's hand is particularly different, and it is definitely not comparable to the one sold on the street.

With just a few strokes, the scene can be integrated, and the sense of picture is almost fluttering. Lu Sheng, as a top talent in Suzhou, can see the level at a glance.

Don't look at the stick figures, there are only a few lines, but to be able to achieve scene compatibility and affection, there is not much that the entire Suzhou Mansion can do.

The painting in his hand tells a simple and romantic love story. A merry man and a woman meet by chance and soon fall in love. They strolled by the lake and talked to each other, and they frolicked in the peach grove.

Looking at the picture in front of him, Lu Sheng couldn't help but smile slightly at the corners of his mouth. Isn't such a romantic love the dream of girls?

"Lord Lu, how can you move women's things at will?" suddenly a complaint interrupted Lu Sheng's thoughts.

Lu Sheng raised his head, but saw that He Qing had already come from the inner room and stared at Lu Sheng in shame.

Lu Sheng hurriedly put the painting in his hand back to its original place, "Miss He, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." I just saw Miss He's exquisite embroidery and couldn't help but observe it, and accidentally found ......"

"It's nothing, it's just an ordinary villain painting, which seems to be a pastime when I'm bored at home. ”

"Miss He, your villain's painting is unusual. Surely it was from a famous artist?"

"I bought it on the street, and I don't know who painted it. ”

"Where did you buy them? If there are any, I'm going to buy them all." Lu Sheng's words are not a joke, a painting of this level has a lot of room for appreciation in the future.

"I don't remember...... Is there anything else you need to ask about the adults? If not, the little girl is a little tired......

"No, the official will leave, and the girl will stay!" Lu Sheng smiled awkwardly and hurriedly said goodbye and left.

He Qing didn't send him off, but just watched Lu Sheng walk out of the gate of He Mansion, and quickly went up and closed the door.

Lu Sheng rubbed his chin and looked back at He Fu, who was covered with white silk.

Suddenly, he realized that there was something wrong with him? He Qing's room was too simple. How to say that she is also the second lady of the He family, the He family is honest, and she should not be like an ordinary family.

recalled carefully, and found that He Qing's boudoir did not seem to have any ink except for the stack of villain paintings. This is even more abnormal, the eldest lady of the He family is famous, why are these two young ladies ......

"Squeak-" There was a sound of opening the door beside him, and the door of a house next door to He Mansion was opened, and an old lady went out with two baskets of vegetables, looking like she was going to sell vegetables on the street.

"This mother-in-law, can you ask?"

Lu Sheng's words were polite, but they scared the old lady. People in this era have an instinctive fear of officials. The old lady was like this, seeing Lu Sheng in an official uniform, she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Lu Li's eyes were quick to hold on.

"Official, the old woman is a good citizen......"

"I know, I just want to ask about something. Your family lives next door to theirs?"

"Yes!"

"Then do you know anything about Hefu?"

As soon as Lu Sheng's voice fell, the old woman shook her head again and again, "I don't understand, I don't understand, they moved to Suzhou seven or eight years ago." Master He has a kind temper and smiles at everyone.

When Mr. He moved here seven or eight years ago, he took his two daughters with him, and I heard that his wife had passed away a long time ago. After that, Master He never renewed the strings, nor did he think about taking a concubine to pass on the incense......"

Lu Sheng listened to the old lady's talk, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. If you want to understand, it is estimated that the eighteen generations of people's ancestors are treasured, right?

The old lady talked endlessly, and Lu Sheng also listened with a smile on his face without interrupting. Lu Sheng admired the old woman very much, and she was able to understand the trivial things of the He family so clearly.

Anyway, in the words of the old woman, the whole He Mansion is very kind, there is no big family's shelf, and there is no grudge with others.

"Old man, there's something I don't quite understand. There are obviously two young ladies in He Fu, but why have I only heard of Miss He Yun but never heard of Miss He Qing before?"

"Alas, this Master He is good at everything, but a bowl of water is uneven. is also his own daughter, he asked his husband to teach his eldest daughter to read and write. I also asked the Qiuyue girl from Qingle Fang to teach her eldest daughter to play the piano.

But for the youngest daughter, it's not so good. Several times I heard him scold his youngest daughter, saying that it was useless for women to study.

Although the old woman is illiterate, she also knows that it is good to be able to read and write. ”

"So, He Qing doesn't have a good relationship with his father?" Lu Sheng asked again.

"It shouldn't be good, I remember that three months ago, Master He actually wanted to marry his youngest daughter to the owner of the old coffin shop in the east of the city. Even the dowry of three thousand taels was accepted.

Later, He Qing cried and made trouble, and finally forced her to die to let this marriage end. If he marries that evil star, He Qing's child will really be ruined for the rest of his life. ”

"The owner of the coffin shop, he must be very angry when he was dismissed, right?"

"I don't know. But when it comes to that old bag, everyone knows about it in the east street of the city. Three years ago, I came to Suzhou to open an old coffin shop, which is less than four feet tall, and the long one is called ugly......

I heard that the old Bao Tiansha Lone Star, but anyone who has anything to do with him will have a serious illness and a serious family ruin.

This Master He really loves money, and when he saw Lao Bao take out three thousand taels of dowry, his eyes were straight, and he only remembered that he didn't even want his life......"

"How do you know? You saw it?" Lu Sheng asked amusedly.

"If you weren't a fan of money, how could you have to get married to such a person? Fortunately, after a few days, Master He figured it out, so he withdrew from the marriage. However, I don't think this catastrophe has been avoided. When something like this happened to Master He's family, eighty percent of them were given by the old bag. ”

This sentence can be regarded as a wake-up call for Lu Sheng, and when he returned to the Criminal Division, Lu Sheng added another name to the list of suspicions, Lao Bao.

"Ahri, what did you find when you examined Miss He Qing's injuries?"

"Yes!" Lu Li hurriedly said, "Miss He Qing still has a lot of old wounds on her body, and it looks like she is a little old. Looking at it this way, what the old woman said is true, the master of the He family is really not good to Miss He Qing. ”

Lu Sheng slowly lifted his pen and wrote the word He Qing on the list of suspicions.

"The sword wound was strange, pierced from the lower abdomen, but the wound on the back was higher than the front. Normally, it's either flat or slightly lower, so how can it be higher than the front? It looks more like it's stabbed in the back.

But it's okay to do this, it just happened to avoid the key points of the inner house. Otherwise, such a sword immortal would not be able to save him, let alone be able to walk freely in just a month. ”

"Miss He Qing said very clearly, she stabbed it from the front...... Wait, you say the back one is slightly higher than the front one, how much taller?"

"Almost...... So much!" said Lu Li, gesticulating.

Lu Sheng instantly seemed to grasp some inspiration, stood up and kept pacing back and forth in the study.

"Brother, is it the other party who squatted and stabbed this sword? As long as you squat, this sword is possible. I remember that there is a martial art in the martial arts called the Ground Knife Technique, which specializes in attacking the enemy's three ways.

When you cast it, it's like squatting and rolling. ”

"You're talking about too many limitations, the most unlikely kind of situation in the real world. Lu Sheng returned casually, and in his mind, the scene of seeing the scene at He's house came to mind.

There are two steps outside He Qing's room, and you can push open the door. The height of the two steps is two feet, and He Qing's height is six feet. The murderer stabbed the sword the moment He Qing opened the door.

Then it must be the murderer standing under the steps and stabbing such a sword. Assuming that a normal person is six to seven feet tall, standing at the foot of the steps is only slightly shorter than He Qing. Coupled with the distance from the steps down to the doorway, the arm had to be stretched out to pierce the penetrating wound.

In this case, if it is a normal person, the position of this sword hit should be above the chest. But...... Partial in the abdomen, unless ......

Lu Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up, "Unless the murderer's height is particularly short!"

In an instant, Lu Sheng seemed to see the dawn of solving the case in front of him. I can't imagine an old woman who has nothing to do with this case, but she provides the most favorable clues.

The boss of the coffin shop! Most of the people who open the coffin shop are people with strange and gloomy personalities. Otherwise, who would open a coffin shop for a normal person?

Secondly, I learned from the old woman that this person is less than four feet tall, and less than four feet is a dwarf. With such a height, it perfectly matches to stab such a sword under the steps.

And Master He agreed to the marriage before, but he regretted it. It was also reasonable for the old bag to be resentful. And if his personality is a little more extreme, he will think that it is deliberately humiliating.

"Ahri, let's go, let's go to the east of the city to see that old bag coffin shop!"

The two went out, and the sun outside was a little hot. The east of the city was originally a prosperous place in Lu Sheng's impression. When he was a child, when his parents were still alive, the only impression he had of Suzhou Chengdong was that there were a lot of good food.

But as the two approached, the imaginary prosperity did not appear, but became more and more remote, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians.

Lu Sheng looked around, "That's right, why did you become so remote before you left Suzhou City?" I remember that there used to be a bazaar here...... And this should be a snack street......"

Lu Sheng said suspiciously as he walked, and Lu Li didn't have much impression because he was too young at the time. Later, he rarely came to Suzhou City, and even if he did, he never went to the east of the city.

After walking for about 100 steps, the coffin shop of Lao Bao appeared in front of me. I don't know if the coffin shop is a virtue, but from a distance, people feel a depression from death.