Man San said: "You just give me one night, except for sleeping, I will only have an hour, and it is already good to be able to find out about his status in the Zuo Xiangfu, as for the evil things he has done, I haven't inquired about it." ”

Brother Lian said in disgust: "Just inquire about that?"

"Quite a few, right?" muttered Mansan.

"Is there more?" asked Lian Di.

Man San thought for a while and said: "Zhang Mao has never been married in his life, has no children and no daughters, has his own courtyard in the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, and the right to treat him like a guest, and the degree of food and clothing is equivalent to that of the right minister's son, do these count?"

Brother Lian gnawed on chopsticks, frowning and thinking, what can a person who has nothing do to do a big evil thing?

"You dig deeper into Zhang Mao's matter. She turned her head and asked Guan Tongsheng, "What about you two?"

Guan Tongsheng nodded and said: "I inquired about it, the backer of Hongxinglou is Jiang Yixin, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, he was very infatuated with Xinggu when he was young, and he wanted to redeem her in the backroom, but Xinggu said that when he entered the industry, he had sworn to the sky that he would never get married in this life, and he was afraid that following Jiang Yixin would harm him." Jiang Yixin was very moved, and since then he has looked at her differently and cared for her. ”

Brother Lian smiled, "What a smart woman, I'm afraid that Hongxing Mansion was also opened by Jiang Yixin." ”

Xinggu didn't admit it, and only said that it was her life savings and didn't ask for a man's money. ”

"Then Jiang Yixin regards Hongxing Building as one of his outer rooms, right?"

"Yes, often. But the person who met Zhang Mao the night before was Jiang Zhi, the housekeeper of Jiang Yixin's house, Qingluo asked her girl to go to the back kitchen of Hongxing Building, and the kitchen chef who specializes in cutting vegetables liked her girl very much, saying that the night before was specially prepared to prepare a pot with spicy and spicy, and that dish would only be made when Jiang Zhi went, he was from Xishu, and Zhang Mao was a fellow countryman. They would meet once in two or three months, and each time the two of them met alone. ”

Brother Lian asked, "How do you know that it's two people and not three?"

Ye Yanshan said: "I only prepared two wine glasses every time, and the amount of dishes for two people. ”

Brother Lian sighed, "It seems that the fellow villagers get together to catch up on the old days, and it is a normal meeting, but Aunt Xing wants to deliberately hide it." Why do you say so?"

Guan Tongsheng blinked, shook his head and said he didn't know.

Brother Lian raised his head and glanced at the three of them, snapped his fingers and said, "First, the villagers get together, there is no hidden secret, she simply doesn't want the Jiang family to be involved in the homicide." Second, she knew that they were talking about unspeakable secrets that had to be concealed. Which one? ”

Man San took out a tael of silver from his arms and slapped it on the table, "I bet on the second one, there is an ulterior secret." ”

Guan Tongsheng also took out a tael of silver, "The first one, the villagers get together." ”

Brother Lian pointed to the silver that was full of three and said, "I'll bet on the second one." ”

The three of them looked at Ye Lingshan together, Xiao Ye was already dumbfounded, these three guys who took it for granted startled him, looking at the three pairs of inquiring eyes, he stammered: "This is ...... This is also a gamble?"

Brother Lian urged him: "Hurry up and bet!"

Ye Yanshan blinked, how reliable are these three people, how can they feel like they are on a thief ship, "First ...... Two kinds. ”

"Which one exactly?" asked Mansan.

"Second, there are unspeakable secrets. "Following Brother Lian seems to have a greater chance of winning than Lord Guan.

Brother Lian nodded, "Next, San'er, you go to inquire about Jiang Zhi's situation in the morning, Zhang Mao is dead, if he has an ulterior secret with Zhang Mao, only he can tell us." The three of us went to Zuo Xiang's Mansion in the morning to inquire about Zhang Mao's details. ”

After the arrangement, the four of them had a quick meal and went out of the house together.

The three brothers arrived at the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, and the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Quan Fu, led the three of them to the courtyard where Zhang Mao had lived with a sad expression. The entire yard has been thoroughly cleaned, and everything except for the necessary tables, chairs, bed and cabinets is gone.

Looking at the empty room, Brother Lian was even more convinced that Zhang Mao had done something unspeakable in helping the minister before his death, and now that he was dead, he quickly hid all his things.

The transept in Zhang Mao's courtyard was converted into a study, and now only a few rows of bookshelves remain.

Brother Lian asked Quan Fu: "What did Zhang Mao love to do the most before his death?"

"Mr. Zhang loves to read and write, and he also loves to eat food. ”

"Oh, why are all Mr. Zhang's books and words gone?"

"My family has always been courteous to Mr. Zhang, and they have gotten along very happily for so many years, and they are known as friends. said that seeing things and thinking about people, since everyone is gone, those things outside the body should be given away quickly, and those who are burned will be burned, and this courtyard will also arrange for new people to live in. ”

Brother Lian went to the bookshelf and inadvertently raised his hand to wipe it gently, the place where the books used to be placed was very dry and quiet, and there was ash on the edge, which showed that the books were taken away in a hurry, and they didn't have time to clean them, "Does Mr. Zhang have a family?"

"Mr. Zhang has no family, he is a native of Xishu, when he was young, he went to Beijing to catch the exam, and after his name fell to Sun Shan, he said that he had no face to face his parents in his hometown. Later, I met my family, and I have been following them, and since then, I have never returned to my hometown. ”

Panic! I deliberately said so much to win her trust. Brother Lian asked, "Has no one ever come to look for him in his hometown?"

"I don't know about this, I only heard that Mr. Zhang asked someone to bring money back to his parents. Two years ago, when he heard that his parents had passed away one after another, he was even more careless. ”

Someone came to Zhang Mao.

Brother Lian then asked a few innocuous questions, and then said goodbye and left, Quan Fu sent them to the gate, obviously relieved, and was about to turn back, but heard Brother Lian suddenly stop him: "Fu Bo, where does Mr. Zhang like to eat food on weekdays?"