Chapter 71: No book is written without coincidence
Feng Cheng looked at that face fixedly.
The woman looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, and her wet clothes were clinging to her body, and the style was the kind that maids often wear.
I don't know if it's an illusion, she looked at the female corpse with a red mole at the end of her eye, and the more she looked at the pale face, the more she felt that it looked like a portrait.
Feng Cheng's heart jumped a few times.
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
Or was she too desperate to find the servant girl and was dazzled?
Thinking like this, Feng Cheng couldn't help but take a step forward.
Feng Jinxi dragged the person back, with a shocked expression: "Orange, what are you going to do?" β
Why did he think his niece wanted to pounce on the corpse?
"I was fascinated for a while."
Feng Jinxi's face was strange: "Can you still see the corpse?" β
It's better to say that it's scared!
Feng Cheng smiled and whispered, "Somehow, I feel that this woman is a little familiar." β
"How is it possible-" Feng Jinxi subconsciously retorted, and suddenly paused.
"What's wrong with the third uncle?"
Feng Jinxi stared at the female corpse intently, his expression became more and more solemn, and he even took a step forward involuntarily.
Feng Cheng grabbed him, crying and laughing: "Third uncle, if you get closer, people will notice you." β
Feng Jinxi pulled Feng Cheng out of the crowd, and his tone was full of confusion: "It's strange, what you just said, I actually think that woman is a little familiar." β
Feng Cheng's heart moved.
She said that she looked at the female corpse because there was a red mole at the end of the female corpse's eyes, which reminded her of the portrait.
The third uncle looked at the female corpse with a familiar face-
Feng Cheng's eyes lit up, and he gave birth to an exciting guess: the third uncle may have seen this woman and even knew the identity of the other party!
"Third uncle, do you know the dead woman?" Feng Cheng asked in a low voice.
Feng Jinxi was stunned and slowly shook his head: "It shouldn't be." β
He came to Jinshui River to play, and he wanted to see the kind of outstanding beauty, in comparison, this woman was too ordinary.
"Third uncle, think about it."
At this time, someone shouted: "The official is here!" β
Onlookers immediately moved out of the way.
Several officials came over, one crouched down to inspect the female corpse on the ground, and the others began to ask questions about the lively people.
Feng Jinxi pulled Feng Cheng and whispered, "Orange, let's go back." β
In case the official messenger asked him here, he was nothing, and his father knew that it would be over if he brought his niece to Jinshui River.
Where did Feng Cheng want to leave, and whispered: "Isn't the third uncle curious about this woman's identity and cause of death?" β
"Every year, the Jinshui River drowns a few, and it's not unusual. As for identity, judging by what she is wearing, she is a servant girl-" Feng Jinxi's tone paused, and his slender fingers slowly rubbed his chin, "Handmaid-"
"Third uncle, did you think of something?"
Feng Jinxi put away the folding fan and knocked his head, and muttered: "I mean, how can I look familiar, I have really seen it!" β
He glanced in the direction of the female corpse, and sighed a little: "I came to play with a friend a few days ago, and the friend said that he knew a new flower-"
"Flower girl." Feng Cheng calmly added.
This is not the time to waste time.
Feng Jinxi saw that his niece was so indifferent, and he was no longer entangled, and continued: "He said that although the newly met flower girl is not famous on this Jinshui River, she has a good voice, and she pulled me to listen to the song together, and this drowning woman is the maid of the flower girl." β
"The third uncle didn't admit his mistake?"
If you have only met once, it would be good to remember Hua Niang, and even Hua Niang's maid should remember - with her understanding of the third uncle, it shouldn't be.
"It's also a coincidence, the maid accidentally spilled the wine on my clothes when she served the wine, and the flower girl took out a handkerchief to wipe the wine stains for me. That's a freshly cut summer coat, the color and style are the most satisfying one for me, can you wipe it clean with a handkerchief? β
"And then?" Feng Cheng asked with mixed feelings.
Then the third uncle shouldn't change his clothes under the service of Hua Niang......
Ah, she seems to know too much.
Feng Jinxi forgot to sympathize with the dead maid for a while, and said with a distressed face: "Then I'll leave, my favorite new clothes are dirty, how can I still be in the mood to listen to the music." β
Feng Cheng: "......"
"So I'm quite impressed by this maidservant, but I'm a little vague about what the flower girl looks like."
Feng Cheng couldn't cry or laugh.
"Third uncle, do you want to tell the official the identity of the female corpse?"
Feng Jinxi hesitated: "I should say it." β
No matter what his identity is, it's a life, if he doesn't know, it's just that, if he knows, he doesn't say anything, and he feels a little sorry in his heart.
But my niece is also there, and it's a little difficult to do.
Feng Cheng understood what Feng Jinxi was worried about, and hurriedly said: "Third uncle, go and say, there are so many lively people, I will hide among them, no one knows that we are here together." β
Feng Jinxi was right when he heard it, and advised: "Then let Xiaoyu follow you every inch, and we will meet at the place where we get on the boat later." β
It has become a scene for Xiaoyu to dance under the big willow tree outside the door of Shangshu Mansion every day, and Shangshu Mansion has long been accustomed to seeing it, so he naturally knows that Xiaoyu is good.
Feng Cheng should come down and take the small fish to hide among the people watching the excitement.
Feng Jinxi tightened the folding fan in his hand and strode towards an official who was questioning.
"Childe is in trouble?" Seeing a handsome young man in a brocade robe coming over, the official asked politely.
Most of the people who come to Jinshui River to play are either rich or expensive, so naturally they are not easy to offend.
Feng Jinxi lowered his voice and said, "Poor master, I seem to have seen this female corpse." β
The official's eyes lit up: "Where has the son met?" β
"It's called-" Feng Jinxi was stuck for a while, and thought for a while, "It seems to be called Yun Yu Xiaozhu." β
"Cloud Rumor Xiaozhu?" The official frowned and pondered, but he couldn't remember what this place was.
"Yes, that's the name, it's a painting boat on the Jinshui River."
"I see." The official looked at the young man's eyes and became a little clear, "Does the boy know the identity of this woman in Yunyu Xiaozhu?" β
"Yun Yu Xiaozhu has a famous flower girl named Caiyun, and this woman is Caiyun's maidservant."
"Thank you, Childe. I don't know who Childe isβ"
Feng Jinxi smiled: "There's no need to say my identity." β
Seeing that he was very talkative, the official said politely: "I don't know how the woman drowned yet, Childe is the one who provided the key clues, please tell me the identity." β
Feng Jinxi hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I am from the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, don't spread it, otherwise my father will knowββ"
When the official heard this, his attitude became more and more polite: "Don't worry, the little one understands." β
After speaking, the official sent two subordinates: "You two go and inquire about the painting boat named Yun Yu Xiaozhu, and ask the flower girl named Caiyun to come and identify the body." β
The two officials took the order and left.
The onlookers saw that there was still a lot of excitement to see, and they were even more reluctant to leave.
Feng Cheng couldn't hear what Feng Jinxi said in the crowd, and when he saw two officials leaving, he couldn't help but look forward to it.
I hope that the third uncle will not recognize the wrong person.
Feng Cheng thought silently, and suddenly felt someone approaching.