Life can only be self-fighting, and don't talk to others. The rich can borrow a hundred taels of silver, and the poor are hard to find half rice.

There are few gentlemen who send charcoal in the snow, and there are many villains who are icing on the cake. Don't rely on relatives and friends, the world is thinner than floating clouds.

It has been two days since he was moved to the prison of Dali Temple, during which no one has come to visit him except for a few masters from Bailu Academy who came to inquire about Lu Ziming's situation and was refused. After all, Master Hong has no heirs, and the future affairs are all handled by the masters, and everyone is also flawless.

"Boy, your popularity is really not very good" Ning Daoshen sat on the Taishi chair in the prison and drank strong tea, flipping through the excerpts of the past two days.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the thin young man in the cell covered in phosphorus, his clear and arrogant eyes, his unbegging temperament, and even how similar his identity background was to him back then. The only difference is that this young man also has a grandmother who is still in the world, which is also his weakness.

As for those childish tricks, the corners of Ning Daoshen's mouth showed a slight sarcastic smile. My thoughts suddenly returned to more than 20 years ago, and I was still a yellow-mouthed child with no background and power.

Back then, he was framed as a person who stole the silver of his classmates in the academy, and if it wasn't for Master Hong who came forward to solve the siege, he would have been humiliated by the crotch of those gentlemen. The children of those powerful people are just relying on the power of their own family to arbitrarily bully them these children of poor families.

For the children of the poor who have a soft underbelly, intimidation and threats are a common trick used by those wealthy families, and they have been tried and tested repeatedly.

Ning Daoshen turned his head to look at Lu Ziming and said, "Don't you want to plead?" ”

Lu Ziming was lying on the cold ground, he clenched his fists at his side, and he didn't look at Ning Daoshen, just closed his eyes and frowned.

"Do you know what the outside is saying about you right now?"

How could Lu Ziming not know that although he couldn't hear the outside speech in prison, when he came out of the Shuntianfu prison that day, the contemptuous eyes of the people on the street outside and the incessant insults were still in his ears.

It's just that compared to this, he cares more about the safety of his grandmother, the safety of his only remaining relatives in this world.

That day, I learned that someone from Dali Temple suddenly came to Shuntianfu Prison to take Lu Ziming away, and Yin Zhao Sunxin of Shuntianfu was panicked, and immediately dredged the officials who came to mention people, only to know that the dead Master Hong Wenren had been the teacher of the new Dali Temple Secretary Ning Daoshen.

Last night, this little Zhao accompanied his father-in-law to the banquet and boasted that Haikou would immediately solve the case, and he had just forced a confession at night.

At this moment, he resolutely found his master to warn Lu Ziming, and the evidence that had been drawn up could not be changed at will, otherwise he was such a "capricious" villain, and the government could not guarantee that his closest relatives would not encounter impermanence.

These traitors who ignore people's lives and have no king's law, Lu Ziming only hates himself for not being able to change the status quo. Now he has no choice between his own life and his grandmother's life.

Seeing that the other party looked painful, Ning Daoshen took a sip of tea very comfortably and continued

"I read the testimony, the young master of the three families testified that you tried to use force against them in the academy, and happened to be seen by Master Hong, he reprimanded you, and then took you back to Qingyunzhai to continue the punishment, making you lose face, so you hold a grudge."

Lu Ziming was silent, and there was no excuse for the crime he wanted to add, at that time, Hong Fuzi just asked him to accompany him for a walk near Qingyunzhai and chatted about schoolwork, and there was no reprimand at all. Those scumbag-talking villains.

"There are also a few students who saw you and Hong Fuzi go back to his dormitory together, and after you left, they happened to pass by and saw Hong Fuzi's body, and no one else entered and left Hong Fuzi's dormitory during the time of less than a stick of incense."

Lu Ziming was still silent, he had never entered Master Hong's bedroom that day. As for the murder of the master in the house without the murderer leaving, the reasonable explanation is that the murderer was in the house when he sent the master back, and after killing the master, the man fled from other places.

And then back to the original question, who is the murderer? Of course, he had no way of knowing. I don't know, so he's the only one to blame.

Five days later was the day of Mr. Hong's funeral. Do you feel guilty? ”

"No....." It's not me.

"No? Scold!

Now the people outside are also extremely disgusted with you, and I hope that this official will investigate and deal with you severely. There are also some literati and students who jointly wrote a letter asking the government not to tolerate adultery, nor to treat you lightly because you are still a yellow-mouthed child.

The students of your academy are also anxious to draw a line with you, and no one has come forward to speak for you. Boy, your popularity is really bad! ”

Ning Daoshen said it easily, as if chatting with others, but every sentence was a heart-wrenching pain for Lu Ziming.

"Oh, by the way, when I heard that your grandmother found out about you, she was so sad that she couldn't afford to be sick. The Shen master who was in charge of your schoolwork was also extremely disappointed because of your confession, and he was directly angry, you said that it was not worth it for them to worry about hurting their bodies for a cold-blooded person like you! ”

"They...... cough cough" As soon as Lu Ziming's dry and hoarse throat came out, his throat burned like fire. Then there was a loud bang, and Lu Ziming was also angry, and fainted after spitting blood.

"What a piece of rubbish"

Ning Daoshen threw the fold on the table, feeling that he had just moved his heart of compassion, but such a weak and incompetent child himself wanted to take the other party under the door for a moment because of the influence of Master Hong's death.

For so many years, he has no relatives and friends, no ties, and he has fought recklessly, from an orphan from a poor family who has nothing to a hot court minister today. There are countless people who have offended, but they have won the Sacred Heart, and no one can move.

"It's cold in the heights," he remembered, the song that had been in the market at that time. It's just that no matter whether it is a high place or a human world, he Ning Daoshen has always been a person, a person.

In the courtyard of the Shen Mansion in the east of the capital, a middle-aged man pulled an old man with a strap on his head from one side and admonished

"Father, Dr. Feng said that you need to rest well, you must not move your liver fire again these days, and you don't look at how old you are!"

Another middle-aged man pulled the old man from the other end

"That's right, it's not good for your great-grandson to enjoy happiness at home at this age, what are you busy in the academy all day long, worrying about your bad body. Our family doesn't lack your money, we just want you to live a long and healthy life, can't you stop for a while?"

"Let it go! Let go! Master Shen scolded the two sons who were both grandfathers

"You two little bunnies, let me go. Is the old man for the few silver given by Song Ming, the old man is raising good seedlings for the future of Daliang. ”

"Good, good!" The two middle-aged people said yes again and again, and after glancing at each other, they clamped Shen Fuzi one left and one right, and said, "Father, you are a high wind and bright festival, and you are dedicated to the future of our beam." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's just that if you abuse your body like this, then you won't have a chance to see the beam in your heart in the future."

After that, the two of them used their strength to lift the skinny Shen Fuzi with his feet in the air and transport it back to the backyard of the Shen Mansion.

"You ...... You two rabbit cubs, where is the old man's ring ruler, what about the ring ruler! ”

Along the way, Master Shen kept kicking his two sons like that child, and his mouth kept thinking. In the end, he is old, and he can't resist the "children" at home.

It's just that he can't rest assured of Lu Ziming, and the rumors outside make him extremely painful, and he is directly angry. No teacher will accept that the student he values most will become what he calls a wolf-hearted dog.

At the same time, after the discussion at that meeting, the Su Mans and their soldiers were divided into three ways.

Huang Hongxuan and Fang Zijian led a team of people to make a complete "record" of the three sons of the family who testified that day that Lu Ziming had the motive to kill Hong Fuzi, and the cause must be word-for-word.

Song Ci took some people to testify that day, and Lu Ziming was the last student to have contact with Hong Fuzi to make a complete time record sheet.

In the end, Su Man and Li Yuanfang went to investigate the scene of the crime. Fortunately, people in this world are taboo about the house after a tragic death, and they generally have to wait for the other party's first seven funeral masters to pass before they can move the things in the house.

In this way, it can be regarded as preserving the evidence of the front-line scene of the crime as much as possible.

After Su Man entered the room, he carefully looked at the furnishings in the room, which was very simple, just like his person.

She had previously investigated the life of this Master Hong, and she was a typical example of a model teacher. He never married a wife and had children in his life, and devoted himself to education.

After decades of education, peach and plum are all over the world, and he, like Song Ming, was also the prince and the prince. It stands to reason that his fortune is already enough to buy a house to live in for the rest of his life. However, this Master Hong had a great benevolence, and twenty years ago, he handed over all his savings at that time to the household department, and asked the household department to donate books to those places that established academies after the war.

Su Man knew that this master also had a lot of connections with the previous protector Jiang Mansion, and Jiang Yao was also his protégé. Such an old master disappeared for a time after Jiang Yao's death, and when he reappeared, he went to Bailu Academy and became the only hospitalized master here.

"Judging by the bloodstains," Su Man said, studying the blood stains on the wall, "it's a splattered bloodstain." ”

"Splash?"

"Well, look at the blood on the ground again. Generally, there are splatters of blood and pools of blood, and most of them are the first scene of the crime. ”

Hearing this, Li Yuanfang silently took out a booklet from his side and began to record, quite like a junior apprentice.

"Did the yamen also write that Master Hong had many injuries before his death, and the murder weapon should be a sharp weapon like a dagger and a bayonet."

Su Man continued to investigate the scene of the crime, and said, "There is only one blood splatter here, and it is ......"

Su Man looked at his height and said, "This height...... It's like it's on the thigh of Master Hong. The arteries here have been severed, and blood has splattered on the walls."

She looked at the pale blood stain on the splattered blood stain again and said, "This is a blood stain, it should be that Hong Fuzi's leg was injured and he couldn't stand against the wall, and the blood stains on his body were wiped on the wall."

"There are dripping blood stains on the ground and this pool of blood, and there was indeed a lot of blood left on Hong Fuzi's body at that time, but in terms of this amount of blood, it was not enough to be fatal."

"How do you know?" Li Yuanfang looked at the blood stains on the ground, how can this be judged.

"The blood volume of adults is about 4000 ml, and the loss of less than 500 ml is generally not a big problem, but when it reaches 800 ml, it will begin to be pale, weak, and short of breath. At 1500 ml, symptoms such as insufficient blood supply to the brain and coma will appear, and more will cause death.

And the amount of blood here seems to be absolutely not 800 milliliters, which is not enough to kill. ”

"Milliliters?"

"Well, according to our measurement standard here, a pot of wine is about 500 ml"

"Oh!" Li Yuanfang took notes, and she also began to observe the furnishings in the room, and then she pulled down Su Man and said, "Xiaoman, look, the books in these rows are misplaced. ”

Hearing this, Su Man looked in the direction pointed by Li Yuanfang, and the dense books were placed on a whole side of the shelves, looking neatly arranged, it was no different for a scumbag like her.

“......”

"The wooden sign on the left side of the bookshelf says that it is a geographical feature, but here it is a poet's anthology, and the row of the wooden sign marking the poet's anthology is a historical essay, but the historical bookshelf of the past dynasties is a geographical style."

"So you think it's been turned over?"

Seeing Li Yuanfang nodded, Su Man fell into deep thought, this is similar to the bloodstain inference, the murderer may not have wanted Master Hong's life in the first place, and the stabbing of the other party may be related to the object he came to find. Therefore, there are more blood stains, but there is only one splattered blood stain on the thigh side.

Su Mangang knew from the musk pill in the medicine bottle on the master's desk that Hong Fuzi still had a heart disease, and maybe Hong Fuzi did not die of a stab wound but a heart disease. This explains why the Master died as if he were dead.

Then the murderer's purpose is not to come here to kill people, but to find something, Su Man's mind suddenly flashed a person, she frowned slightly, but the seeds of suspicion have been planted in her heart.

"Open the windows to let in the air"

Li Yuanfang saw that Su Man's face gradually became heavy, and asked with a little worry, "Xiaoman, do you think there is something wrong?" ”

"Yuan Fang, here is a discovery"

Hearing this, Li Yuanfang immediately walked over, and the two found half dried bloody footprints at the window sill. Su Man took the rice paper and rubbed the footprints on it.

"Are you all right...... two teenagers at the door turned the beads in their hands with some fear, and they were still silently reciting the "Mahaprajnaparamita Heart Sutra" in their mouths.

Originally, no one wanted to come to the scene of the crime, and the two of them were also drawn to accompany Su Man. This time, for the sake of Lu Ziming's annoying guy, they really let it go. In the end, there are two pampered teenagers, and few of them can be as bold as the two fat girls in them.

Su Man didn't squeak after he went out, and deliberately patted lightly behind the two of them, and said in a deep voice from Master Hong

"Do the two students miss the old man very much?"

"Ah~~Ghost~~" was so frightened that the two people at the door immediately ran away.

Li Yuanfang inside recorded the information and put away the shoe prints, looking at Su Man, who was laughing loudly outside, and shook his head slightly, their group has gained a lot.

After the four of them left, a dark shadow flashed from the roof of the academy, and then disappeared into the sky above the capital.

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