The rain outside had stopped, the sky was dark, Ku Rong and Huang Pi sat down in the palm lamp, and the two of them knew each other's identities.

"My lord, this is?" Ku Rong looked at the group of people and horses who were rushing in, with black official uniforms, covered with robes, hats on their heads, and a shovel in their hands.

"Daoist Kurong, can you have time to accompany this official to verify a matter at night?" Huang Pi got up, took a set of robes and hats from the guards, and held them in front of Ku Rong.

"What does Lord Huang want to verify?" Ku Rong hesitated for a moment and took over the hat.

"Naturally, it's something that the Taoist chief can't figure out," Huang Pi picked up another set of robes and hats and put them on himself.

After the two of them got dressed, they followed the guards to the cemetery in the south of the city. This cemetery belongs to the Wang family of the Imperial History Mansion, and the last place where the group stopped was facing a tombstone, and the words on the tombstone were still cold in the firelight: The tomb of Wang Weizhen

Ku Rong was clear, Huang Pi waved his hand, and a group of people immediately surrounded the tomb behind the tombstone.

"Dig it!"

In the Imperial History Mansion, Zou was sitting in the room, holding the embroidery frame in his hand, looking at the needle and thread on it, I don't know why, tonight, I was in a panic.

"Chun'er, is the master back?"

It was dark outside, and the prince's mansion invited Wang Yushi to a banquet, and he went at noon, until now, it was dark, and dinner was used, and people still didn't see it back.

"Mrs. Hui, not yet!" Chun'er came in with hot tea and pastries from outside, "Madam, you can eat something, you haven't eaten anything all day today." ”

"I'm not hungry," Zou put down what he was holding and rubbed his chest, "What's going on with the refuge view?" Are Wei Jin and Wei Shen okay? ”

"Madam, the young master and the young lady are safe and sound, and the whereabouts of the young lady and the eldest lady of the prime minister have not been found," Chun'er put away the embroidery and comforted, "Madame is relieved, don't think too much!" ”

"How could I not think about it too much!" Two years ago, she still remembered what Wei Zhen looked like after waking up, and now, Wei Jin is like this, how can she not worry, "What kind of sin has this done!" ”

"Madam, don't think about it too much, Miss Biao, Miss, Miss Xiangguo, will be fine," Chun'er poured a cup of hot tea and held it to Zou, "Madam, you can take a sip of tea!" ”

Zou took the tea and sighed, this matter will not pass so easily.

"Madam, the master is back!" Before Luo Er entered the gate of the courtyard, he was shouting and running outside, and when Zou heard about it, he immediately put down the tea and walked out of the courtyard quickly.

Tonight, the ground that had just rained was frozen, the cold wind was still blowing, and when it blew on people's faces, it hurt to the bone, Zou didn't let the maid help him, and he was at the door of the courtyard, under the two lanterns, waiting for Wang Yushi to come over.

Wang Siqi's figure came from far to near, in front of him were two small guys playing lanterns, he himself was wearing a thick cloak, wearing a very thick body, and walking very slowly all the way, as if he was afraid of wrestling.

"Master, what's wrong?" When Zou arrived in front of him, he immediately rushed over and grabbed his arm.

"Madam, it's cold outside, let's go into the house and talk," Wang Siqi sighed and held Zou's cold and thorough hands, "It's so cold outside, why did you come out?" ”

"Aren't I worried," Zou's nose was sour, and tears were about to fall.

She and Wang Siqi have been married for 20 years, and the two of them have spent most of their lives together, and now their children are older, and both of them have gray hair, especially today, I don't know what's going on, this dim light only sets off the wrinkles on the faces of the two, so clear.

The two men supported each other, trembling through the masonry, and entered the wing, where the people burned the charcoal fire in the house very strongly, and when the two of them sat down and came in with hot tea, they withdrew and closed the door.

"What did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince say?" Zou got up and poured him a cup of tea.

"Madam, I can't stand you," Wang Siqi didn't take the tea, but knelt down in front of the Zou family.

"Sir, why are you doing this?" Zou hurriedly knelt down, wanting to help him up, but Wang Siqi was determined to kneel.

"Madam, I can't keep our son!" Wang Siqi lowered his head to the ground, his voice full of vicissitudes and sadness, "I can't live with you, I can't live with the ancestors of the Wang family!" ”

"Master, what nonsense are you talking about?" Zou went to pull him and didn't let him hit his head on the ground, "What's the matter, what did the prince say to you, you told me!" ”

"The prince said that Dali Temple will open the coffin for an autopsy!"

"What do you want?" Zou only felt that the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and Dali Temple was going to open the coffin for an autopsy?

"How can this work?" The whole person of the Zou family softened, no, at that time, the couple begged His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and told him all the information they knew, and he said that he could help them keep Wei Zhen's body, as long as they were buried quietly and without much fanfare.

"We all did as His Royal Highness the Crown Prince requested, how can we, how can this be?" Wei Zhen was buried in the ground, and he hasn't been full for three years, "Even if it's this time, I know everything about Gongbo Zhezhe, and I've told him, why?" ”

"Dali Temple is not under the control of His Royal Highness the Prince," Wang Siqi shook his head, he begged him, it was useless.

"Then let Ye Shizi beg the emperor, the emperor loves Ye Shizi the most, and he won't disagree," the Zou family has no master, and they just want to catch something, but they can't catch anything.

"It's useless, Dali Temple has already gone," Wang Siqi slowly got up and pressed Zou's shoulder, "Madam, it's useless!" ”

"Already gone?" Zou struggled to get up, but was held in Wang Siqi's arms, unable to break free, "You let go of me, I want to save my son." ”

"Our son is gone, two years ago!" Even, after more than two years, Wang Siqi hugged Zou tightly, held back the tears in his eyes, and comforted her, "He's gone!" ”

"Why? My child, he's gone! "It's all already in the ground, why should it be dug up and sent to the squire, thinking that the squandering will open Wei Zhen's belly, Zou's heart hurts and can't breathe, "Why?" ”

"Madam, I'm sorry, it's useless for me," Wang Siqi hugged the almost crazy Zou, and couldn't hold back his tears after all.

What a sin for his children, his sister, and his wife!

In the south of the city, under the Wang cemetery, under the excavated tomb, there is a Nanmu coffin, and everyone is holding torches in a circle, waiting for Huang Pi's next order.

At this moment, Huang Pi was burning paper money in front of Wei Zhen's tomb, and also brought an incense burner and incense, lit a handful of incense according to the head of the person who came, kowtowed in front of the tombstone, and then pressed the incense in the incense burner.

Ku Rong watched strangely from the sidelines, and the guards who came with him were not surprised, as long as they dug up the people who had been buried, the adults of his family would come to such a show, saying that it was an apology.

When the paper burned out and the fragrance bottomed out, Huang Pi got up and gave an order, and the guards got the order and immediately pried the coffin open.

All the men and horses held torches and looked into the coffin.

Two years ago, Wang Weizhen and Gongbo Zhezhe were kidnapped, they originally wanted to investigate, who knew that they were robbed by Jing Zhaoyin, and later said to assist, but the case was closed in less than three days, and the emperor also issued a notice, so they could only give up.

Now, I can finally see another victim back then, a group of people are still a little excited, this Wang Weizhen, although he is a scholarly family, the young master of the imperial historian, but he has also learned some kung fu since he was a child, when he was in the Confucius Temple, he was taken away without saying a word, and finally died.

One said that he was poisoned, the second said that he didn't know martial arts at all, or that his martial arts were not powerful at all, and the third said that he was an accomplice and was yin.

Seeing the real person this time, although it has been two years, the bones may have rotted a little, but they don't feel terrible when they check the case and look at the corpse every day, but they still follow the work, learn a lot, and can see some ways.

"Strange," the circle of guards around, looking at the people inside, goosebumps straightened up on their bodies, what was going on?

"What's wrong?" Huang Pi saw that their expressions were different, and immediately came over, while Ku Rong went to look at the coffin lid that was thrown aside.

It was indeed Wang Weizhen lying in the coffin, but he looked like he was wearing a blue shirt, with his hands folded, as if he was asleep.

"Huh?" Huang Pi was also shocked, this~ shouldn't this be what a person who has been dead for more than two years should look like, right?

"My lord, do you see the same as what we see?" The guards all looked at Huang Pi and wanted to confirm with him.

"It shouldn't be like this, right?" Huang Pi shook his head, didn't he say at the time that Wei Zhen was seriously injured and fell off the cliff, so how could he not have any injuries on his body and face?

Could it be that people are not dead?

"My lord, be careful!" As soon as he became a guard, he watched his family jump into the grave, reaching out with one hand to touch Wang Weizhen's wrist, and the other hand to pull other people's faces.

It's over, Brother Liang is not here, and the adults will be stupid, and the stupid thing that Brother Liang would do was contracted by the adults of their family.

"Lord Huang, how is it?" After reading the coffin board, Ku Rong came over, squatted on it, and asked Huang Pi, who was touching Wei Zhen's body.

"The person is gone, but the bones of the body are good, and there are no injuries!" Huang Pi was surprised, what is going on, is there still a secret in the events of the year? Wang Weizhen was not injured at all? So since he was not injured, why was he buried, was it?

"He was buried alive," Ku Rong's voice was not loud, but clear.

"Buried alive?" The guards immediately widened their eyes in disbelief, "Dao Chief, how do you know that he was buried alive?" ”

"There are traces on the lid of the coffin, if you look at his hands, there must be sawdust in the cracks of his fingers," Ku Rong didn't finish speaking, and the guards immediately gathered around to look at the coffin board, and Huang Pi grabbed Wei Zhen's hand and looked into his fingers.