She unconsciously twisted the long beeswax Buddha beads in her hands, bowed her head slightly, and closed her eyes slightly. The posture is neither humble nor arrogant, as if it is completely unaffected by this dark and terrifying environment.

Kneeling next to her was the Jiang family's servant Tie Bo, who knelt on the ground all over, and his already rickety back seemed more bulging and rounded, so he wanted to carry a small iron pot behind him.

His head and hands touched the ground, almost on his stomach.

But he didn't cringe like Wang Mi at the beginning.

Although his back was trembling slightly, it was not because of cowardice, but because of crying.

He whimpered incessantly, crying very sadly, and from the broken syllables he uttered, he could probably hear "Lord... People..." Two words.

It can be seen that he is so sad that he can't help himself because of Jiang Di's death.

Wen Xiaoyun's mood instantly became heavy.

In this case, there are already too many innocent deaths.

It's time to put an end to this.

Looking to the side, Bai Hu had already done it in front of the record desk on the side, and after spreading the paper, he was elegantly studying the ink.

Hearing the noise, he glanced up at the door. After seeing Wen Xiaoyun, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent, and he greeted them with a slight bow.

Wen Xiaoyun also nodded to him, and then strode to the center of the torture room, and bowed to Yin Qianhua with Yin Nuo.

"The subordinate scribe of the torture room, Wen Xiaoyun, meet the magistrate."

"Catch the head of the lowly fast class, Yin Dingyan, meet the magistrate."

"There's no need for complicated courtesy," Yin Qianhua said coldly, "Let's start the trial." ”

"Subordinates obey orders."

"Obey orders."

After that, Yin Nuo strode to the side with the saber on his waist in his hand. Wen Xiaoyun was left alone for interrogation.

Wen Xiaoyun straightened up, straightened the bandages on his shoulders, turned around and looked down at Jiang Yuanshi, and asked solemnly, "Who is kneeling in the audience?" ”

Jiang Yuan's hand was stagnant, and he bowed slightly, "The people's wife Jiang Yuan, the wife of the deceased Jiang Di." Listen to your questions. ”

At this time, the hunchbacked Tie Bo, who was crying uncontrollably next to her, straightened up slightly, wiped the tears on his face with his sleeves, and his voice was hoarse and choked, "Grass, grass people Tiejun, so go to the housekeeper of the head of the family, Jiang Di." Listen to your questions. ”

Wen Xiaoyun looked at the two people on the ground, her eyes narrowed slightly, "Jiang Yuan, your husband died suddenly, why aren't you sad at all?" ”

Jiang Yuan's eyebrows moved slightly, she closed her eyes again, and a line of tears finally slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, "Everything in heaven and earth has life and death, as well as life and death.

Life and death, life and death, but the sun and clouds are cloudy, the wind rises and falls, and the wind and clouds come again. It's not real, only the original heart is neither increasing nor decreasing, not being born and not perishing.

If the heart dies, the light goes out, and if the heart does not die, death is like life. In the hearts of the women, the husband's heart is still there. Between the woman and the husband, there is only a yin and yang. Sooner or later, one day, the people will have karma on their shoulders, and they will also throw away this body and seek their true heart. Then they can be reunited.

Therefore, the women have no sorrow and no heart to be sad. ”

For a while, the entire torture room was quiet, only the sound of Bai Hu holding his sleeve and carrying a pen, and writing quickly with a brush was making a thin sound.

Wen Xiaoyun raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Tie Bo, who continued to lie on the ground, grief-stricken, and couldn't help sneering, "It's really a good attitude and a good tongue." ”

Yuan Niang was still calm, her eyes were closed, and she didn't even move her eyelashes, "That night, Lord Errand and Lord Catcher changed their disguises, pretended to be a couple, and came to my Jiang family to deceive, which is really a good attitude and a good tongue." ”

The tip of the pen under Bai Crane couldn't help but be stunned.

Yin Qianhua's brows on the seat also wrinkled.

Yin Nuo's face turned red for the first time.

Originally, officials investigated cases and disguised themselves to hide their identities were commonly used.

But when Jiang Yuanshi suddenly interrogated him and Wen Xiaoyun about pretending to be husband and wife, he was so ashamed that he was going to die at the first time.

I was so ashamed that I couldn't dig a pit and bury myself in it.

Wen Xiaoyun frowned fiercely, this Yuan Niang was far more difficult to match than she imagined.

With just one sentence, she made herself and Yin Nuo lose the momentum of the upper hand and fell into an embarrassing quagmire.

However, Wen Xiaoyun is not a vegetarian, she has drawn comics for so many years and created countless characters with different identities.

She is the most experienced in speculating on the psychology of the characters and deducing the logic of the characters' actions.

"We investigate the case for the government, and we have our own measure. Every action is justified and reasonable. Wen Xiaoyun's move is called sliding over lightly.

She then said, "But Mrs. Jiang, your behavior is not so reasonable. As he spoke, Wen Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly froze, and he asked in a cold voice: "Why did Jiang Di suddenly die suddenly on the way to the yamen of the state capital, do you know about Jiang Yuan's family?" ”

Yuan Niang opened her eyes, looked up at Wen Xiaoyun, and looked calmly, "The women don't know." ”

"What a calm and self-contained Jiang Yuanshi," Wen Xiaoyun gritted his teeth and smiled, "It's just that now that he is so calm, why do you want to cry bitterly before Jiang Di leaves, and hold him to the death and not let go?" Could it be that at that time, Mrs. Jiang, didn't you feel that all 'life and death' and 'life and death' were empty and nothing, joyless and sorrowless? ”

Jiang Yuan's eyes flickered, and the Buddhist beads in his hand twisted again, "The folk woman has never gotten the ordinary man, and once the husband is gone, the folk woman already feels that it will be goodbye."

The word goodbye suddenly appeared, and my heart was full of sorrow, so I lost my temper. It's just that now that the husband has gone immortal, there is nothing to be sad about the people's women. Naturally, I let it go, accepted it, and was indifferent. ”

"Oh?" Wen Xiaoyun snorted, "Did Mrs. Jiang already know about Jiang Di's death, or did she already know about his crimes?" ”

Jiang Yuanshi couldn't help frowning, "The folk woman has a faint feeling that her husband has become more and more wrong in the past few years, but I don't know what he has done. ”

Wen Xiaoyun clenched her mouth and didn't let go, "Even if you believe in Buddhism and look down on life and death, don't you care about your husband's sudden death and why he died?" She continued, "Could it be that his death has something to do with you, and you have already made a prediction, so that you can not be in a hurry, be surprised or grieve here?" ”

Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up instantly, and the movement of twisting the Buddha beads in his hand became heavier and heavier, "What about care, what about asking?" Could it be that if you care and ask, will the husband of the people's daughter be able to come back to life? ”

Wen Xiaoyun couldn't help but applaud, "Okay, very good." Since you don't ask, let this torture room tell you little by little. Saying that, Wen Xiaoyun put his hands behind his back and stood in front of Jiang Yuan's family and Yuan Niang, "Jiang Di died of poisoning, and only people close to him could do poisoning." And on the way from his way to the mansion, the only person who almost touched him and poisoned him was you, Mrs. Jiang. ”