600 Crashes (2 more)
Zhang Zhutou's words fell, and everyone looked at Qi Ying in unison.
Qi Ying's lips trembled violently, her mouth hadn't opened yet, and tears fell like beads with broken threads.
Song San looked distressed, and stepped forward to protect him behind him, "Zhang Zhutou, what do you mean?" ā
"Song Sanye ......"
Zhang Zhutou said in a polite tone, and said honestly, "The distance from the door to the mourning hall is not short, and it takes half an hour for ordinary people to walk back and forth, but the person who came moved Mrs. Qi's body out of the coffin and transported it away, which shows that he is good at martial arts, if it is not the enemy, who has nothing to do to steal Mrs. Qi's body?" ā
"Also, maybe it'......"
Song Sanxiao wanted to find a reason, but he couldn't find it at all.
Zhang Zhutou glanced at Song Wanyue, who was standing behind several people, and said to Song Sanxiao, "If you want to recover Mrs. Qi's body, you have to ask Miss Qi to tell the truth, otherwise we can't do anything." ā
"IāI don't know ......"
Qi Ying's grief-stricken voice came from behind Song Sanxiao, and after saying this, it seemed that he couldn't bear this huge blow, and the person collapsed softly on Song Sanxiao's body.
"Miss Qi!"
Song San was startled, turned around to support her, saw that she had fainted, hurriedly bent down to pick her up, and ran quickly to Qi Ying's house, shouting as he ran, "Yue'er, come and help Miss Qi take a look." ā
Song Wanyue nodded towards Zhang Zhutou and followed.
Zhang Zhutou hesitated slightly, and also raised his heels, followed by two officials.
As soon as they left, Grandma Song supported Liu Cuilan beside her, holding herself from falling to the ground, shaking her voice,
"Old man, old man......"
Old Man Song's legs were also a little weak, and only the third person accompanied Qi Ying last night, if the other party didn't come to steal the corpse......
Song Sanxiao put Qi Ying on the bed, turned around, and said eagerly, "Yue'er, hurry up!" ā
Song Wanyue walked over, her fingers on Qi Ying's pulse, the person did faint, she let go of her hand, "Third Uncle don't worry, Sister Qi is too sad, she will wake up soon." ā
Song Sanxiao was still not at ease, "You should be careful about the pulse." ā
Song Wanyue ignored him, turned around and walked out, "Third uncle, you come out with me!" ā
Song San helped Qi Ying take off her shoes, pulled the thin quilt on one side and covered it for Qi Ying, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for her before coming out.
Zhang Zhutou stood in the courtyard with two officials.
Song Wanyue asked, "Zhang Zhutou, are you sure that someone with martial arts stole the corpse?" ā
Zhang Zhutou nodded affirmatively.
Song Wanyue turned around and asked Song Sanxiao, "Third uncle, did you hear that?" ā
"W-What do you mean?"
"I mean that if the people of last night didn't come to steal the body, but to kill someone, you'd be a corpse by now."
Song Sanxiao's face turned white instantly.
"Miss Song is right......", Zhang Zhutou echoed, "I checked around, the martial arts of the people who came should be very high, fortunately, Song Sanye was not in front of the mourning hall at that time, otherwise it would be ......"
Song Sanxiao's face turned even paler.
"So, when Miss Qi wakes up in a while, I will ask Song Sanye to help us ask carefully, and we can also recover Mrs. Qi's body as soon as possible."
Song San's brain buzzed, his lips moved a few times, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word. Turning around, he walked mechanically into the house.
Seeing him enter the house, Zhang Zhutou lowered his voice, "Miss Song, can you speak further?" ā
Song Wanyue followed him to the outside of the hospital.
"My lord, let me ask Miss Song, how did the above deal with him?"
Since Song Wanyue entered Beijing to sue the emperor, the county prince has been sleeping and eating, and he is waiting for his disposal every day, but after so many days, the emperor punished the three princes and ordered the three princes to pay Song Wanyue one million taels of silver, Song Wanyue and Song Si donated the silver to the military department again, but they never had a will for him, and the county prince was worried that he couldn't even drink water, and the human eye was visibly emaciated.
I heard Song Shu go to report the case just now, and when I learned that Song Wanyue was back, I immediately sent Zhang Zhutou over and told him to find an opportunity to ask, no matter what the disposition was, he would accept it, don't hang like this, he is about to collapse.
Song Wanyue raised her eyebrows, "Zhang Zhutou, you shouldn't ask me this, right?" ā
Zhang Zhutou said, "Miss Song, don't hide it from you, don't say it's an adult, I and these brothers are also worried every day, you can tell us a message, whether it's good or bad, as long as there is a result." ā
"I really don't know."
Zhang Zhutou was extremely disappointed.
"But ......"
Zhang Zhutou suddenly looked at her with a burning eye,
"Since there is no will, it is a good thing."
Zhang Zhutou didn't understand.
The official behind him reacted and quietly pulled his clothes.
Zhang catches his head
"Head, Miss Song means that we are all fine."
Zhang Zhutou was stunned for a moment, and instantly turned his head to look at Song Wanyue, and stammered excitedly, "Song, Miss Song, yes, is that what you mean?" ā
"What do you say?"
Zhang Zhutou suddenly smiled, and the stone that had been pressed on his heart in the past few days was moved away, only to feel that the whole person was relaxed and powerless, and gave Song Wanyue again, "Thank you Miss Song, thank you Miss Song." ā
God knows, how the people in the yamen have survived in the past few days, especially the adults, the master and the three of them, they are in fear of losing their heads all the time, now it's okay, their heads don't need to fall off.
He instructed one of the officials, "Quickly, go and tell your lord the good news." ā
The official hurried towards the door.
Inside the house.
Song Sanxiao sat on the edge of the bed, trembling and reaching out to caress Qi Ying's face.
He luckily sent Qi Ying back last night, otherwise......
He didn't dare to think about it, he was terrified.
Qi Ying's eyelashes trembled.
Song Sanxiao felt it, withdrew his hand, and looked at her eagerly.
Qi Ying slowly opened her eyes, her lips moved, but she didn't make a sound.
"You listen to me......", Song Sanxiao squatted on the ground, grabbed her hand, and tried his best to stabilize his voice, "If you know who the enemy is, tell me that the person who sent Yue'er back is from the Dingguo Mansion in the capital, and they are strong in martial arts, we can ask them to ......"
Qi Ying sat up violently and shook off his hand, "What enemy?" Where are the enemies? Why won't you believe me? ā
"It's not ......", Song Sanxiao was eager to explain, but Qi Ying didn't give him a chance, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, pushed him away, didn't wear any shoes, and ran out like crazy.
Song Sanxiao was pushed to the ground by her, and hurriedly got up and chased out
Qi Ying ran to Zhang Zhutou and pushed him out like crazy, "Go, you all go, I don't need you, I'll go find my mother's body myself." ā
"Miss Qi!"
Song San trotted over and hugged her.
Qi Ying lowered his head and bit his hand.
Song San was in pain, his hand loosened, Qi Ying broke free of him, crossed the mourning hall, ran to the door, and drove away the people watching the excitement, "Go, you all go!" ā