Chapter 32: The Coachman's Death
Zhou Shu was stunned, looked at Xiao Qingyan with a solemn expression, and shook his head.
"Maybe Mrs. Xing went to Fang City, or went to visit someone."
Xiao Qingyan's eyes were gloomy, and he pursed his lips and was silent.
She has already been to Fang City, her mother doesn't like to go shopping, and there are only a few shops she goes to on weekdays.
As for the visit, since her mother took her back to Luojing twelve years ago, she seems to have never seen her mother visit anyone's house on her own initiative, let alone return so late, which is unprecedented.
"Young master, wait a little longer, maybe Madame will be back in a while."
"Zhou Shu, let people go to the He family in Daning Fang, and quietly find the maid attendant beside Mrs. He to inquire about when the mother left the Xu family today."
Daningfang He family is Mrs. Xu's maiden family, Mrs. He is the aunt of Xu Wan, the second daughter of the Xu family, the relationship between the two families is very good.
"Send some more people out and quietly look for ......them in the city," Xiao Qingyan paused slightly, frowned, and said, "If necessary, it doesn't matter if the news spreads, as long as you can find someone." β
The news that the woman did not return home at night and whose whereabouts were unknown would be discredited, especially since the mother was still widowed.
If you can find your mother as soon as possible, you don't need to make a big deal about it, but she said it was necessary!
When necessary, she only needs people, what is her reputation? With her there, the mother doesn't need to worry about that.
Everyone was sent out, and everything that could be thought of was thought of, Xiao Qingyan could only wait at home.
The sound of the second watch sounded, Xiao Qingyan hadn't eaten dinner yet, Jian Xin brought the hot mung bean porridge and side dishes, Xiao Qingyan ate it, knelt in front of the bookcase, patiently recorded the shops that had been inspected today, and began to look through the accounts of these shops one by one.
Seventy percent of the fields, real estate, and shops in the north under the name of her descendant have already let Zhou Shu hang up in the tooth shop, ready to cash out, and the remaining thirty percent are in her hometown Yunling, and she plans to go back to Yunling after a while.
The candle in front of the case exploded, Xiao Qingyan paused, raised his head and looked out the window.
There is no news from the mother yet.
Jian Xin came in with tea, and gestured and said, "The family wants you to go to the East Courtyard, now." β
"No," Xiao Qingyan re-picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, returned his attention to the account book, and said without raising his head, "Tell the person who came to deliver the message, just say that I am not available." β
It was probably the third uncle who jumped up and down that was carried back horizontally, and the uncle and grandfather knew that she had instructed her to ask her to go over for questioning.
If it weren't for the fact that one person had caused trouble in this year, and the Nine Clans had suffered, she really didn't want to care about these people's affairs.
"Young master!" As soon as Jian Xin walked on the front foot, Zhou Shu hurried in on the back foot.
A drop of ink dripped from the tip of Xiao Qingyan's pen and landed on the account, blurring the number he had just written down.
"The person sent to the He family in Daningfang came back, and the maid beside Mrs. He said that when she followed Mrs. He to leave from the Xu family, she saw that our wife was still in the Xu family."
Xiao Qingyan put the wolf in his hand on the ink inkstone and asked, "Are you sure that the person the maid saw is her mother?" β
Zhou Shu nodded: "Sure, the maid said that at the Xu family girl's ceremony, Mrs. He had talked to our wife, and then before leaving, Mrs. He saw Mrs. from a distance, and also mentioned a few words with the maid, envying Mrs. He's family background." β
Xiao Qingyan stood up and paced a few steps around the room.
Mother said that she was going to Xu's house today to dissolve the marriage contract, and she must wait until after the ceremony and the guests dispersed, and the words of the servant girl of the He family should be true.
But why did the Xu family's protΓ©gΓ© say that the guests left after the luncheon?
"Could it be, Madame is still in the Xu family, but the door doesn't know?"
As soon as Zhou Shu finished speaking, a man's voice came from outside the door......
"Young master, my subordinates have urgent matters to see."
It was Nie Yao, the head of the guards of the North Courtyard.
With Xiao Qingyan's approval, Zhou Shu opened the door and let Nie Yao in.
Nie Yao was less than thirty years old, dressed in a dark blue sword-sleeved suit, with ape arms and bee waist, and his instrument was lofty.
As soon as he stepped through the door, Xiao Qingyan and Zhou Shu both noticed the blood stains on his hands.
"Young Master, the guard you left in the Xu family is back," Nie Yao's deep eyes condensed, "He also brought back someone." β
"Who?" Nie Yao's expression made Xiao Qingyan have a bad premonition.
"Madame's coachman." Nie Yao said.
When Xiao Qingyan saw the coachman with his own eyes, it was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head, and it was cold to the bottom of his heart.
When her mother went out this morning, she had also met with the coachman, but now she saw the man lying on the ground cold, with round eyes, completely out of focus, several bloody holes in his chest, his clothes soaked with blood, and his head and body were covered with mud.
"Say what you see again." Nie Yao said to his men.
Xiao Qingyan's guard who had left outside Xu's house to keep an eye on was this person.
The guards were also covered in mud, and there was a faint stench, which was the smell of rotting flesh and bones, Xiao Qingyan could be sure.
The guard said: "The subordinates followed the orders of the young master, quietly guarded outside the door of the Xu family, and soon after the young master left, the subordinates saw the door of the Xu family sneakily poking their heads out to look, and then two people came out with a roll of mats and moved into the carriage, and the subordinates vaguely saw that there seemed to be a person rolled in the mat, and the hem and shoes were very similar to the clothes in our house. β
In addition to the fixed monthly silver and the gifts and rewards issued every season, as well as other various subsidies, Xiao Qingyan will also give them uniform clothes and shoes every year, which is very easy to identify.
"The subordinates thought it was strange, so they secretly followed, but they followed all the way to the mass grave outside the city, and saw the two people of the Xu family throwing the straw mat into the pit."
The situation is not peaceful, and the dead are common, and if they are not properly buried for various reasons, they are thrown at random to the mass graves outside the city, and hastily disposed of, and over time, the place is overgrown with weeds, and the bones are everywhere, exuding the stench of decay.
"After they left, the subordinates jumped down to check, and found that it was Uncle Zhang wrapped in the straw mat, and the person had lost his breath, so the subordinates brought the person back."
Xiao Qingyan covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, and examined the body of the coachman Uncle Zhang, and roughly sketched in his mind the situation when Uncle Zhang was killed.
There were at least two murderers who killed Uncle Zhang, one of them first strangled Uncle Zhang's neck by surprise from behind, and then the other stabbed Uncle Zhang with a sharp weapon in the chest, and brutally stabbed him seven or eight times in order to kill him as soon as possible.
However, the man with the butcher knife in his hand should have never seen blood and killed people, so he should have panicked at the time......
If it was in her original world, she could also extract the identity information of the murderer from Zhang Bo through technical means.
Thinking like this in his heart, Xiao Qingyan also subconsciously glanced at Uncle Zhang's hand.
Unfortunately, the conditions are really limited...... Wait a minute!
Xiao Qingyan was thinking about it, her eyes suddenly turned back to Uncle Zhang's hand, she broke Uncle Zhang's hand, and saw a brass key in her palm.