Feng Zili didn't sleep all night last night, and he was about to do something again, and the three-day vacation was over soon.

Yan Cangtao had just left, and Feng Zili had just lay down, and the housekeeper hurriedly ran in.

"Young master, someone is here in Kyoto!"

Feng Zili just lay down for a while, and he was about to go to Dali Temple, the whole case should be handled directly in Dali Temple, why did he run to his house to find someone so early in the morning?

He rubbed his eyes directly, he tossed a lot of strength last night, and he really exhausted all his strength, and his spirit was completely in a state of collapse, so he could only get up lazily, so he had to turn over and look at the housekeeper weakly.

"Did the other party say something?"

The housekeeper hurriedly said: "It is said that the prince is not in the mansion, he has already gone to the palace, and there is just a big murder case, so please go over and take a look, there is no way to make a judgment." ”

Feng Zili was stunned for a moment, and looked at the sky outside the window, and the sky was still in a state of dawn.

At this time, everyone didn't start working, so they were all changed to the palace by their own old men last night, and those princes didn't have to be released, so the prince was naturally not in the house, so if this case is dealt with one by one, it will naturally be handed over to his head.

But is there anything this adult can't determine for himself? Could it be that some old cases from the past have not been examined clearly?

Feng Zili yawned for a long time and gave birth to a long lazy waist, so what else could he do, he could only get up resignedly, because things were too tense, otherwise others would not have knocked on his door before dawn.

"You tell the other party, and I'll be over in a moment."

"Okay, young master, I see."

Feng Zili got down in his clothes, yawned, and served in his clothes, and commanded very seriously.

"And the housekeeper, you go to say hello to the kitchen here, yesterday Mrs. ate something and had a stomach ache, so today you must make hot and soft millet porridge for Mrs., it must be boiled very thick, lukewarm, very comfortable, as long as Mrs. frowns, then these cooks will go directly to the account room to receive their wages and pack up and leave."

Feng Zili said lazily while getting dressed: "If you can't do it like the one in the palace, you will be dismissed and leave." ”

The housekeeper has really been in charge here for most of his life, and he has never heard of the young man so rich, and the content of the listening is so demanding, but just hearing the young master say this, I thought that I would be wrong, or be coquettish.

However, when the young master said those words, he turned out to be particularly concerned about his wife.

Did you really misunderstand?

Because I was not in the house for the past two days, and it has been spread all over the house, saying that on the night of the candle night in the cave room, Mrs. and the young master slept in separate beds, and the washbasin that Mrs. had used was told by the young master to wash it again.

The most important thing is that the two of them basically don't sleep and eat together, which is enough to prove that this young master doesn't like Madame at all.

If you like it, why is the lady extremely unpleasing to the girl, and the two of them have no trace of looking for a house at all.

The most important thing is that those maids have been secretly in love with Feng Zili since they were careful, so when they saw that the young master didn't like Madame, then they began to embarrass Madame and wanted to replace her.

But looking at the current situation, it is not what everyone understands, the young master does not like Madame.

But the young master likes Madame very much!

The housekeeper's face was a little stiff with a smile: "My lord, you said that you want to make the same millet porridge as in the palace, is this a joke with the old slave?" ”

Feng Zili turned his head and looked at the housekeeper with a very serious look: "Do you think I'm joking with you?" ”

Feng Zili's voice still carried a kind of calm and a kind of laziness, and his eyebrows were the same, but it would make people feel an invisible pressure inside, and a cool breeze hurriedly cooled behind the housekeeper.

After being together day and night for so many years, I have long found that the young master is no longer the gentle teenager he was back then.

When and where has this young man become a very mature young master, and he is decisive and sonorous in doing things.

The housekeeper nodded hurriedly: "Yes, young master, I will definitely punish this matter severely!" ”

Four, five, and six nodded, as gentle as ever: "Hard, Uncle Qiao." ”

"It should be, it should be."

After Feng Zili finished washing, the official who came directly into Kyoto in the hall returned to the room, and Yan Cangmoss had already finished the list, and was finding that this Feng Zili was not in the room at all.

Yan Cangmoss frowned very tightly and asked these girls, "What's the matter with you?" What are you guys doing in my room today with all this pile of clothes? I've had a stomach ache this night, and I don't think you're going to serve me, I can do it with good hands. ”

Feng Zili naturally knew what was going on, as long as he gave an order and improved Yan Cangmos's status in this mansion, those girls would naturally hold Yan Cangmoss to the sky.

Feng Zili, who came back, happened to encounter this scene, and he could only smile when he saw these situations.

"Madam, don't care so much about serving you, it's their business, you just need to get used to it, and besides, there are just some things on my side that I want you to help with."

Yan Cangtao raised his head and was stunned for a moment: "Do you mean that there is a new case coming out now?" Is it another homicide? ”

Really, this period of time is a wave of unsettled waves, and it's really just that people are described as eventful.

And in this imperial capital, how can someone act so boldly at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Feng Zili smiled bitterly: "There is no new case, it's just that the case that day was just the person who was dissected that day, not the surname Feng." ”

Yan Cangmoss was stunned for a moment before reacting, and seemed to be a little caught off guard by this answer.

"What's another person being dissected?"

"Yes, the news I just got is another brother of the tea house, and it was found directly at the door of their tea house, and I reported it directly to Dali Temple this morning."

Yan Cangmoss was completely confused, but he didn't expect that the little clue that the two of them had just found was actually interrupted at this time, and the person who was killed was actually a person from the tea house.

"You mean, is it the one who married Jiangnan?"

At the corner of Feng Zili's mouth, the bitter smile added another point: "Yes, and when the slave maid went to tell Madam last night, she had already found that the other party was already dead." ”

Yan Cangmoss was completely frightened, and her eyes popped out: "Are you saying that Madame is also dead?" Didn't you say it's okay? How can you say that death is death? ”

Feng Zili nodded lightly, with a thick tiredness in his wry smile, after all, last night was basically a night.

"I have to hurry over there and wait now, I'll hand in this review."

"Okay, Feng Zili, I'll go with you now."

Perhaps for the convenience of business, the tea school opened a few places in this downtown area, and it happened to rain yesterday.

Some of the so-called traces had not yet had time to be cleaned, and by the time the two of them entered, the bodies had already been transferred to the lobby, and the general shutter of the yamen was already waiting there.

When Yamen Pu saw Feng Zi leaving, and saw that the other party was wearing a four-grade official robe, he immediately stepped forward and made a big salute.

"Humble duty, I've seen Lord Feng Zili."

"Thank you."

Yamen Pu quickly looked at Feng Zili and there was still a young woman wearing a red dress next to her, with a long sword at her waist, like Mulan.

Yan Cangtao immediately took out a plaque from his waist and handed it to the yamen to catch the fast.

And Yan Cangmoss actually had a lot of rumors in these yamen generalists, and suddenly remembered those rumors, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Yan catches the head." ”

"Excuse me, don't move now, I'm going to ask about some situation."

Yamen quickly took back the other party's feet, and he didn't know the reason.

Yan Cangtao frowned and looked at the situation for 4 weeks, it rained last night, and now there are still traces on the ground.

"When did this rain stop last night? Has anyone been here at the time, has anyone cleaned here? Who was here before you came? ”

Yamen was stunned for a moment: "When did the rain stop?" Little one doesn't know, we've just been here for a short time, and no one is here at the moment, except for the two of you. ”

Feng Zili looked at the traces and quickly replied: "It should stop on the eve of dawn." ”

Last night, Yan Cangmoss had a stomachache and slept very deeply, and he didn't know if it was raining outside all night, he was basically in pain, and he rubbed his stomach with plastic to make himself sleep more comfortable.

So I don't know what happened last night.

And Feng Zili basically didn't sleep all night last night, and kept helping the woman keep her stomach, the rain outside was dripping, and he was even worried that the rain might wake up the woman.

Therefore, the words are particularly sensitive to the sound of rain outside.

Of course, Yan Cangmoss didn't know all this, but after getting this answer, he frowned.

"So this body was found here and stopped, right? Did someone come directly to you to report the crime? ”

Yamen Zhukuai seemed to feel embarrassed by not answering the question just now, and made a gesture in his hand very seriously.

"Yes, it should be in this area, and it will be found soon."

Yan Cangtao looked at Feng Zili when he heard this, and said with certainty: "If this is the case, then judging by a trace of this rain, it is very likely that this messenger should have been transferred after the rain stopped, and through this situation, it was also analyzed that he was also fierce when it rained." ”

Yamen looked at Yan Cangmoss with a look of adoration.

"The slave maid also thinks so, and can only transfer people after the rain has stopped, and there is indeed not a single trace of rain on his body."

"How do you tell?"

"We just heard Yan Zhutou analyze like this, we just felt such a possibility, please Yan Zhutou for advice!"