It was early the next morning.

There was a lot of noise outside the window, and Liu Ruyan woke up early.

Opposite this inn is the entrance of the vegetable market, and when she looks at it, she can see that the neighborhood is surrounded by ordinary people.

In the center of the crowd, there stood a horse, the man on horseback was dressed in a military uniform, and his face looked young.

"How can I work the great driver of the street to come to this filthy place today?" At the entrance of the vegetable market, a soldier bowed down and smiled.

The street envoy's name is Feng Zheng, who is subordinate to Wuhoupu, and is responsible for daily patrols and maintaining law and order in the city.

Feng Zheng fanned the fishy smell of vegetables with his hand, and frowned so much that he said righteously: "The food of the king, the matter of loyalty to the king." There is such a big thing going on in the city, how can the street envoy sit idly by! ”

Feng Zheng said loudly, but he thought in his heart: He really poured eight lifetimes of blood mold to become this street envoy, and his father was a dignified second-class official, so he arranged this drudgery for his own son.

He casually walked around the horsewhip and asked, "Where was the dead found?" ”

The soldier replied truthfully: "The deceased found by my subordinates in the ditch early this morning, it is estimated that they came in along the river outside the city, but ...... The subordinates looked at the dead girl a little familiarly. ”

"Familiar?" Feng Zheng was looking at him, "Do you know?" ”

The soldier nodded, "The subordinates look at her a bit like the singer Mu Qing." ”

"Mu Qing?" Feng Jieenvoy exclaimed in surprise, his fingers clasped the horsewhip, "You mean, the deceased looks like Mu Qing?" ”

The soldier bowed his head again.

Feng Zheng's face was ugly, but he had a hint of luck in his heart.

Perhaps, they recognized the wrong person?

At this time, the crowd stirred again, and a group of patrols from Wuhoupu and Yamen Catchers hurried over and posted the sea fishing documents on the notice board.

The soldiers led by him reported to Feng Zheng: "The yamen has been investigated, and the deceased is Mu Qing, a person from Jinling. Just yesterday evening, a woman from Huansha saw Mu Qing staying by the river outside the city with a man, and the man's identity had been found by his subordinates, who was the son of the Ministry of Works, He Zhixun. ”

The son of the Ministry of Works?

Feng Zheng secretly pondered, no wonder the murderer was familiar with the waterway trend of the Qinhuai River.

Murder outside the city, corpses in the city.

The corpse went down the river outside the city, and was finally found in the ditch, and the Qinhuai River is ten miles long, and it is difficult to find the corpse.

"What about He Zhixun's people?" Feng Zheng frowned.

Yamen Arrest took a step forward, "I have just searched, and He Jialangjun has not returned to the house." ”

Feng Zheng felt a headache.

The deceased is coincidental, it is Mu Qing, this girl is outstanding, her poetry and songs are all fine, she is quite famous in the Qinhuai area, and even the current lord of the country praises her.

Feng Zheng once heard the lord of the country praise with his own ears: "Miss Muqing shows off her wisdom, especially when she sings those Jiangnan tunes, which is deeply in my heart." ”

But now, the girl's fragrance has disappeared, and I am afraid that this matter will reach the lord of the country.

Feng Zheng rubbed his eyebrows, pretending to be calm on the surface, and wanted to beat his chest in his heart.

If Mu Qing's case is not handled well, the black gauze hat will be small, and the head will be real.

Daddy, daddy, you're miserable......

After the sea fishing document was posted, the surrounding area was full of onlookers.

There was a fish vendor who was close to each other, and now that he was free, he cleaned his hands with water and came over to join in the fun.

The crowd gossiped, and the fishmonger listened carefully.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the portrait in the wanted notice.

But I saw that the man in the painting had straight eyebrows and eyes, and his posture was full of grace.

The fishmonger touched his shoehorn face, and whispered: "Who let her not know what to do, a lowly woman also wants to climb the dragon and the phoenix, in the final analysis, she is just a plaything of the children of the official eunuchs, and she deserves to die." ”

"Yes, you deserve it." Everyone responded.

When the fishmonger heard the response, he raised his voice: "She is to blame for everything, just this kind of water-based poplar woman, marrying anyone is a scourge!" ”

"That's right."

The more the fishmonger spoke, the more energetic he became, and the spittle flew sideways, as if he had seen it with his own eyes, "A cheap bone like this, she must have a new good look outside, otherwise there is no injustice and no revenge, why did He Jialangjun kill her?" ”

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

The fishmonger then said: "In the whole world, which man can tolerate his woman Hongxing going out of the wall, she must be the first to seduce others!" A cheap embryo, it's cheap for her to die! ”

"Yes, yes, a water-based poplar woman, if I were the Langjun of the He family, I would not be spared."

"You deserve to die, a shameless thing."

"Oh, the daughter of this song workshop, what kind of serious girl can there be......"

Everyone, you and I cursed Mu Qing.

Boss Feng Zheng heard a few words from afar, he walked through the crowd, Shi Shiran walked over, and said aloud to everyone: "If someone sees He Lang, come to my Wuhou shop and tell me, you can receive a five-dollar reward." ”

With that, he raised five fingers.

When the onlookers heard the reward, they were immediately silenced.

Feng Zheng smiled and said, "It's not too early, everyone, let's disperse." ”

When the people saw the officers and soldiers of Wuhoupu leaving, they immediately dispersed.

And so, it was the second day.

There is a restaurant in the east of the city, and as soon as dawn breaks, the guys in the restaurant carry a fish basket on their backs and come to the fishmonger's stall and wait for someone to open it.

But he waited for a long time, but there was no sign of the fishmonger.

The guy couldn't help muttering: "A few days ago, our restaurant ordered fifty river carp, and said that we would come to get fish today, could it be that the other party planned to cheat?" ”

The man couldn't wait any longer, and he asked the butcher next door who was selling meat about the situation.

The butcher also finds it rare.

It stands to reason that the fishmonger is a man of duty, and his heart is real, but he will never fail to count the things he has promised.

"Xu was delayed." The butcher kindly explained.

"Have any of you ever seen this fish stall owner?" At this moment, a group of officers and soldiers rushed at the entrance of the vegetable market.

The leader is the street envoy, Feng Zheng.

Feng Zheng revisited his hometown, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The stench of countless chickens, ducks and fish around him drilled into his nostrils all the time, smoking him enough.

Feng Zheng secretly held his breath and instructed his subordinates to inquire about the fish seller, Gao Jian.

The soldier raised the portrait in his hand and asked in a cold voice: "Have you ever seen this person in the painting?" ”

The butcher was familiar with the fishmonger, so he nodded: "I've seen it, usually Lao Gao sets up a stall next door to me." ”

The soldier said, "What about others?" ”

The butcher replied honestly: "Yesterday, I saw Lao Gao setting up a stall at the entrance of the vegetable market, but since today, I have never encountered it." ”

"I really haven't seen this person today?"

The butcher immediately shook his hand, "How dare the little one deceive the military master." ”

The soldier asked to no avail, and glanced back at Feng Zheng.

The butcher was worried, and hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask Master Jun, what happened to Lao Gao?" ”

Feng Zheng looked back at him: "Gao Jian committed murder, and now he has absconded in fear of crime." ”

The butcher's eyes widened, and he froze in place......

Recently, Feng Zheng has been busy.

He first went to the government to retrieve a few files, and then carefully checked the background of Gao Jian and his wife Gao.

He crouched listlessly on the desk, thinking to himself: Although Gao Jian and his wife did not agree in private, according to the description of the neighbors, Gao Jian had a cowardly personality and didn't even dare to kill the fish at first, so how could he kill his wife?

He scratched his head, catching a glimpse of a few words.

- Son-in-law Gao.