When I returned to the post house, I smelled a strong smell as soon as I entered the courtyard.

Luo Fan stood on his feet and sniffed: "What smell?" It smells so good. ”

A little girl came out of the kitchen, only to see that she was wearing an ordinary coarse cloth dress, her hair was still wrapped in a handkerchief, there was no hairpin ring on her head, and an apron was tied around her waist. Luo Fan was slightly stunned, but saw the little girl smile and blessed: "Uncle, General Luo." ”

It turned out that this was Qin Jiu! How do you dress up like this?

Zengshou smiled: "Good boy, I feel sorry for my uncle, and I stewed chicken soup." ”

Qin Jiu pursed his lips and smiled: "It's not that the sixth uncle has to kill chickens, what ...... is used in that veil?"

Zengshou waved his hand, Qin Jiu hurriedly stopped, and said nothing with a smile.

"What veil?"

Luo Fan's gaze swirled around Zengshou and Qin Jiu, he patted his head, and suddenly remembered that when he went out in the morning, he seemed to hear a clucking chicken, could it be that he was killing chickens at that time?

"You dare to kill chickens?"

Luo Fan looked at the petite and delicate little girl opposite, and couldn't believe it.

"It's not me, it was Brother Junko who killed it in the morning."

Junzi hurriedly waved her hand: "Girl, don't call it like that, the master will kick me." ”

Zeng Shou smiled: "Look at you like that, your grandfather is not a donkey, how can he kick you all day long." ”

Luo Fan saw a few people laughing, thinking that Shunzi had killed chickens in the morning, and then followed the officials to Lin Shanchang's house to lead people and search, and then found the bloody handkerchief, and immediately a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "Mo Feina handkerchief!" ”

Zeng Shou glanced at him: "You sunspot also has a time when your head is open, but this time...... Well, it's hard to open. ”

Luo Fan could no longer care about the sarcasm in his words, and he was now full of thoughts: how could he do this? How can evidence be faked?

Zengshou happily entered the house, and Qin Jiu brought the little girl Huixiang to bring the chicken soup. A bowl of chicken soup is nothing in the palace, but the feeling of the cooks and Qin Jiu's washing his hands to make soup is completely different, and he can't wait to blow it when he takes it, and he drinks it with a spoon, and Shunzi exclaimed distressedly on the side: "Master, be careful, it's hot." ”

Qin Jiu pursed his lips and smiled: "The oil slick has been skimmed out, and it is clear, uncle drink more." ”

"It tastes very good, clear soup, tired Ah Jiu."

Zengshou nodded and looked at Luo Fan: "The deputy envoy drink more and ...... Make up for it. ”

Luo Fan was puzzled: "What to make up?" ”

"Well, you're going to be heartbroken soon, make up for it now."

"What do you mean?"

Luo Fan is really not good at fighting with Zengshou, and he found that this person often talks in a foggy manner, which makes him scratch his head.

"Cousin Ling."

Zeng Shou was already taking a big sip of soup with a bowl while he was talking.

The children of the aristocracy usually pay attention to elegance and elegance, and they always use a spoon to take a small sip of soup when drinking soup, and they must avoid the soup dipping on their lips. Longevity didn't care about this, he drank it in a few sips, and Shunzi turned his face away, and couldn't bear to look at this kind of cow drink.

After Zengshou finished drinking, he snorted and handed the bowl to Qin Jiu: "Good boy, bring another bowl to my uncle." Junko hurriedly said, "The slave goes to Sheng." ”

Qin Jiu said with a smile: "It is right to be filial to your uncle, and Brother Shunzi should not rob me." “

"Shunzi, go and see what Mr. Bai is doing, this old boy is rummaging through old files all day long, and I don't know what Yan Ruyu Golden House can turn out."

Seeing Shunzi and Qin Jiu walking out, he said, "Lin Zhishan is safe and sound, Mrs. Lin is afraid that she will not be able to sit still." ”

"You let Shunzi kill the chicken, and you also asked Shunzi to put the bloody veil, where did the veil come from? What is the purpose? ”

Luo Fan asked bluntly.

"Pazi, when I was in a carriage with that old guy, I took the sheep by hand, as for letting Shunzi throw it under his bed, it's very simple, I hate him, and I want to clean him up."

Zeng Shou's eyes crooked: "This person and your cousin are both suspects, if he is a big suspect, you should be happy, what are you doing with such questioning?" ”

"What did Zhang Kexin say to you?"

Luo Fan felt keen, and immediately thought that it must be Zhang Kexin's ghost who could do these things to increase his longevity, he had been lying to himself, saying that Zhang Kexin didn't say a word, fake!

"Zhang Kexin's little white face is cunning, if you don't let go of a fart, it is clear that she wants to hold on to Lin Zhishan and your cousin, looking at his bitter hatred, how can Mrs. Lin be innocent? Luo Heizi, I'm sorry. He said regret, but with a tone of schadenfreude.

"My cousin has been observing festivals for many years, and her reputation is the most important."

"Okay, let's make a bet then." Longevity cocked Erlang's legs, looking like he was determined to win,

"What?"

"Bet on Lin Zhishan to arrest him, and your cousin will appear."

"On what grounds?" ”

"It's okay to be charged with a crime."

Luo Fan couldn't figure out what the mystery was: "Are you sure it's not my cousin who died?" ”

"Eighty percent, as long as you find a reason to arrest Lin Zhishan, Mrs. Lin should appear, bet or not?"

If it is true as Zengshou said, Mrs. Lin is not dead, she is just a maid, and if she doesn't find out the truth, Luo Fan will not be able to go on the road with peace of mind.

He nodded: "How to bet?" ”

"Uncle, I cooked chicken noodle soup, let's eat it while it's hot."

Qin Jiu took the maid and came over with two bowls of noodles on a tray.

The chicken noodle soup is topped with chopped chives, which is appetizing.

Zeng Shou pointed to the side and said, "If I win, your cousin can come out, and you have to cook noodles for me to eat." ”

"And what if you lose?" Luo Fan stared at the bowl of noodles and gritted his teeth,

"Naturally, I'll cook noodles for you, how about it?"

Qin Jiu looked at the two of them with a smile, just outside the door just now, she had actually understood everything.

Zengshou probably didn't want her to be a boudoir lady who knew too much filthy and selfishness, and deliberately sent her out, she was very grateful for this concern, and cooked chicken noodle soup very carefully.

After Luo Fan finished eating noodles and left, Qin Jiu got up to clean up with the maid, and Zengshou waved his hand: "Ah Jiu, you sit down, I have something to discuss with you." ”

The next morning, a young man with a long beard came to the door of the yamen, the boy looked no more than ten years old, thin and small, to the door of the two bearded little guy rushed straight to the drum, picked up the drum hammer and beat.

Xia County Ling was busy with Qizuo and County Cheng in Ruyi Academy until midnight last night, and was making up for sleep when he was suddenly awakened by the sound of drums, and hurriedly put on his official uniform and ran to the front of the hall without combing his face or washing.

This Ruyang has always had excellent folk customs, and there has never been such a loud drumming thing.

"Who's in the hall?"

"Student Mo Zhanyi, sued Lin Zhishan of Jixiang Academy for forcing my brother Mo Zhanxiang to death." The little boy's voice was thin and soft.

"Nonsense, Mo Zhanxiang threw himself into the water and died, what does it have to do with Lin Shanchang?" Xia Xian Ling scolded.

"Master, the student's brother, before he died, there was a letter from his family, in which he was humiliated by Lin Zhishan in the academy in detail, my brother died because he was humiliated, no, the brother in this book did not have the intention of being misanthropic, he must have been murdered."

"Mo Zhanxiang is an ordinary student, who would murder him? Nonsense. ”

Xia County made a shocking shot.

"Naturally, he wants my brother to shut up, worried about the actions of the person he told the secret of Jixiang Academy, that is, Lin Zhishan."

"What's the secret of the Academy?" "The male style prevails, the upward and downward effects, and the students enter the school to see the power of the family, and those who don't have these look at their appearance."

This is earth-shattering!

Lin Shanchang had just gotten rid of the suspicion of killing Zhang Kexin last night, and now he was summoned to the yamen again.

At the same time, terrible rumors spread in Ruyang: Mo Zhanxiang, Zhang Kexin and Madame Lin were all killed by Lin Shanchang, and he was a hypocrite!

Rumors are very loud, Jixiang Academy has become the target of public criticism for a while, the Lin clan is worried about being related to the male wind incident, they have avoided suspicion and dare not meddle in the affairs of the academy, the next day an old man ran to the yamen and said that he saved a woman the day before yesterday, the woman woke up in a coma for a long time and claimed that she was Mrs. Lin of Jixiang Academy, who was killed by Lin Shanchang, and now wants to avenge herself.

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