There were many servants in the princess's palace, and soon found a girl with a similar body shape to Caijuan, a seventeen-year-old palace man, very good-looking, according to Chen Ying's eyesight, her weight may be similar to Caijuan.

"I'm sorry for you, I don't know what to call it?" In front of the main gate of the princess's mansion, she smiled politely at the palace people.

The palace people seemed to have passed through some of the world, and they were not panicked, pursed their lower lips, and bowed their heads very regularly: "Don't dare to be, the girl is called the slave maid Bangqiu." Spread out the white palm and stretched out his fingers to trace a few times: "It's not sooner or later, but it's the redemption." ”

Not only knows etiquette, but also reads.

Chen Ying stepped forward and handed over the rope: "Okay, Bang Qiu, please take this rope, I will trouble you to work hard for a while." ”

Bang Qiu took the rope, a little overwhelmed, wound the rope a few times, and let it go.

Chen Ying motioned for her to walk in front of the stone beast and roughly explained, she was very smart, and soon understood Chen Ying's intentions, picked up the rope, and staggered to climb up the stone beast.

The stone beast carving is fine, the relief and convexity are caused, there is no lack of places that can be settled, Bang Qiu stands on the head of the beast a few times, stands very steady, when the body is straight, the plaque is obliquely above, tiptoe and stretch out the arm, there is still half an arm apart.

Chen Ying glanced at it, her eyes slightly gloomy.

Colored silk is cast here, whether it is theory or fact, it is feasible.

This also shows that the main gate of the princess's mansion is the scene of the first crime, and there is no sign that someone has removed the body.

Chen Ying was somewhat disappointed.

thought that she could find out the unreasonable through verification, but the facts showed that she was thinking too much.

Even so, she still asked Bang Qiu to complete the verification, and recorded the details of his rock climbing, rope throwing, knotting, etc., and went to see the footprints on the head of the stone beast, and asked Bang Qiu to take off his shoes and check the soles of his shoes, so as not to miss anything.

Several doubts previously assumed were eliminated one by one during the verification process, and according to the results, Caijuan's death could be judged to be committed by him personally, and there was no accomplice.

After giving Bang Qiu a dime of silver, Chen Ying put away the rope and returned it to Pei Shu.

"How? Is there any doubt? Pei Shu carefully studied her expression.

Chen Ying shook her head: "There is no doubt, the judgment is correct, Cai Juan did die here." ”

Pei Shu turned around and threw the rope to Lang Tingyu on the side: "Lord Xu has done the same thing as you before, and the one who participated in the verification was an official. ”

"Is his verification the same as mine?" Chen Ying asked.

Pei Shu didn't speak, only nodded.

Chen Ying sighed and looked up at the plaque.

The rain is fine, the light smoke is powerless to fall, the four big characters of "Eldest Princess's Mansion" are black and shiny, shining and shining, like a golden heavy lead block, sinking into the rain, and not splashing a single star.

"The result is actually predictable. Even if you and I suspect that Caijuan is the scapegoat, there is no evidence. Pei Shu said, his slender and powerful fingers flexed and stretched twice, and he fiddled with the stone knife on his waist: "Ah Ying, where the county lord, do you have anything else to ask?" ”

This question came suddenly, Chen Ying was stunned for a moment, didn't notice his title, only shook his head and declined: "I have nothing to ask, even if I have, go to the Yongcheng Marquis Mansion to ask, it's the same." ”

Cai Juan's performance yesterday was very different from usual, and what Chen Ying wanted to know most at the moment was what she whispered to Xianfang.

With a mysterious whisper, he forced Guo Yuan back - Guo Yuan's threat, and fought with Chen Yi - Cai Juan committed suicide.

This is the only causal line that Chen Ying can pull out at present.

That whisper is crucial.

However, there are only four people who know about this matter, Cai Juan is dead, Xianfang is in a coma, Guo Yuan does not report it, and the rest is only Chen Yi.

Compared with Guo Yuan, Chen Yixian is a better interlocutor.

handed over the record of Cai Juan's suicide case to Pei Shu, and Chen Ying said goodbye to him: "There is not much I can do here, forgive me, little marquis, I want to go to the Yongcheng Marquis Mansion and ask Miss Chen a few questions." ”

After a pause, with a little worry on his face: "I'm afraid that if I go late, even Miss Chen will say that she doesn't remember, so it will be even more difficult." ”

Pei Shu held the umbrella in one hand, and on his slightly lowered face, he had a serious expression: "Running back and forth like this, are you tired?" ”

Chen Ying didn't speak yet, and the Xunzhen on the side laughed, and glanced at Pei Shu with disdain: "It's good to teach the little marquis to know, our girl pulls a bow every day to practice shooting, rides a horse to practice calligraphy, and runs several laps, this idea road, what are you tired of?" ”

was robbed by a maid, Pei Shu was not annoyed, his eyes only stopped on Chen Ying's face, and said earnestly: "Why don't I accompany you, the rain is a little heavier, don't dampen you." ”

The more he talked, the less it looked, and as soon as his eyes puffed out, he was about to speak.

Pei Shu didn't give her a chance to speak, and said quickly: "I know that Ah Ying's body is strong, but this umbrella is very heavy, I'm afraid that your maid won't be able to hold it, and I have to come." ”

Xun Zhen almost fell back in anger.

Is this another job to rob her of her first-class maid?

And it's just an umbrella, no matter how heavy it is, it can't weigh anywhere? The Yongcheng Marquis Mansion is not a wilderness, but people have a hand-copying verandah, is it good?

Chen Ying looked at them with a smile, and was about to speak, when in the corner of his eye, a green shirt was embedded in it.

She was stunned.

Pei Shu immediately noticed it, looked back, and looked into a pair of gentle and moist eyes.

"Father?!" Chen Ying called first, squatted down and saluted: "My daughter asks my father for peace." ”

When he lowered his head, a pair of Xuanqing clogs stopped in front of him, which was exactly what Chen Shao was used to wearing.

Chen Ying was not unsurprised.

Why is Chen Shao here?

"I thought I'd meet you, and sure enough, you haven't left yet." Chen Shao stroked his sleeve.

It is the half-old green shirt, the bamboo is hidden in the corner, three or two bushes, slender leaves, or deep green, the color has grown old in time, but the spiritual head is still there, and the branches are unyielding. The pale green silk is wrapped around the waist, loosely tied in a knot, and a tube of green jade carved ink cartridges is hung, and the half-open lid of the box is dark jade, like ink will be poured.

"For the father, I also came for the case." Chen Shao said again, his eyes were idle, he swept to the tall figure beside his daughter, arched his hand, only to find that there was someone, and smiled gently: "The little marquis is also here." ”

Pei Shu is still holding the umbrella, the umbrella is still tilted to the other side, but the body is straight, the sky in front of Chen Ying's eyes is getting taller and wider, as far as the eye can see, the green shirt is in front, the robe is on the side, and there is a corner of the sky in the middle.

"How could the father be involved in the case?" Chen Ying asked.

The word "case" took away all her attention, and the three colors in front of her immediately became a phantom.

Chen Shao didn't answer, took a few steps forward, and stretched out his hand to Pei Shu: "I'll come." ”

The warm and clear voice, the eyes are still faint, seeping with the cool breeze and dyed with rain, it is the ice ridge hanging in the corner of the eaves in winter, colorful, good-looking, but it is frozen to the touch.

Pei Shu seemed to have expected it, and turned sideways, but the umbrella was still in place: "Lord Chen...... Chen Shibo, please take it. ”

The handle of the umbrella was sent into Chen Shao's hand, with appropriate strength, like this person, he didn't look very formal, but in fact, he still knew how to advance and retreat.