Teng Chong waited for Yeats to come back to his senses before telling him what he had done today, "The people in this house can be made panicked by me, if the murderer is among them, won't we be fish on the board tonight?" ”

On the day Qin Fang was killed, all the maidens around the bedroom had a place on duty, three steps and one person, five steps and one post, and someone actually killed Qin Fang in this situation without any movement, is it possible?

Teng Chong asked rhetorically, "When will the main cadre of Qinfang County break everyone down?" ”

Yeats shook his head: "If she can do this kind of thing, all she cares about is life and death, and the rest is bullshit." ”

Although he was on the fringes of high society, Teng Chong also had an understanding of high society, shook his head, sat aside, and sighed heavily.

Since ancient times, the requirements for women are quite strict, three from the four virtues, from the father at home, married from the husband, born with children, husband and children, this is a woman's virtue, but in the power piled up in the sky, regardless of men and women, as long as they want to act wantonly, they can do whatever they want, just like the lord of Qinfang, she was killed, but who knows if the murderer is bad, or the killed is bad?

Yeats sorted out the motives for this case, and the general direction was divided into three points:

A vendetta, the county lord of Qinfang offended people, and was found a chance to do it?

Two peeps into wealth, some people take a fancy to her property, but Qin Fang is the county lord after all, what she can move is definitely not the property on the surface, what kind of unseemly property does she have, who knows her unseemly property, partner, current husband?

Three for favor? Or......

"What about Uncle Qin?" Yeats woke up from his contemplation.

Xiao Quanzi stood at the door and looked into the night, "I haven't come back yet." ”

"Then I guess I won't be able to come back here tonight."

Suddenly, Yeats asked, "Brother Teng, Shen Wenyan was beheaded before he was convicted, wasn't he?" ”

"Yes, the crown prince was killed, he was a close minister of the prince, even if he didn't participate, it would be a serious dereliction of duty to let the prince be killed, and the first emperor was angry and killed together with other prisoners."

"As the son-in-law of the king of Huaiyang, the prince didn't save him?"

Teng Chong shook his head.

When it comes to imperial power, even if the emperor's own daughter is implicated, it will not be killed, let alone a poor son-in-law.

After pondering for a moment, Yeats said, "Brother Teng, help me find the people left by Master Pei to pass on a message, tomorrow morning I want to write about the list of the three generations of Shen Wenyan's direct family, and ......."

Teng Chong waited for him to speak.

"How old was he when he was in Tanhua?"

Five or six years ago, Teng Chong was in his twenties, and he still had memories of these things, "Twenty-four or five." ”

"You usually get married at this age, right?" I heard that the ancients got married early, and the average man got married at seventeen or eighteen, or even earlier.

Teng Chong nodded, "Hmm." Suddenly, he added, "Like Pei Shaoqing, who has not married at twenty-three years old, it is possible that he has not married at twenty-four or five." ”

"......" Why did it get to Pei Jingning's head, but: "If you don't get married at such an age, your family won't urge you?" Yeats was surprised.

Teng Chong also expressed his wonder, "Who knows? "Maybe there is a hidden disease that no one knows!

Yeats was not interested in whether Pei was married, and in the reasoning of the case, she added 'Chen Shimei', even though 'Chen Shimei' was dead, he was the closest person to the side of the county lord of Qinfang.

Seventy percent of the crimes committed were committed by the people around them.

Surrounded by including but not limited to relatives, lovers, friends, colleagues, fellow villagers, etc., Shen Wenyan was also Qin Fang's closest person, although he died, in a meticulous manner, Yeats still listed him in the scope of the criminal investigation.

I'd rather spend more than lose more possibilities.

The long night was long, Teng Chong couldn't sleep, and couldn't help but ask Yeats, "Little Brother Ye, you have identified the murderer on the spot before, if the murderer is in the middle of the face and you will see it tomorrow, can you point it out at a glance?" ”

Yeats snorted, "I've said it all, don't take me seriously." ”

"Where is the case, can you tell me about it?" Teng Chong was anxious.

Yeats glanced at him, "Okay." ”

Teng Chong got up from the couch with a bone, Yeats was a very cautious person, she wouldn't open her mouth until she was nine out of ten, "Is the murderer really in the face?" ”

Under the dim butter lamp, the three of them were lying on the wide couch in their kimonos, and Yang Fuquan also sat up excitedly, wanting to listen to the story.

"It doesn't matter if it's the first face......

“……”

"The important thing is that Qin Fang favored him, and he used this opportunity to kill the county lord of Qin Fang."

Teng Chong and Yang Fuquan waited for Yeats to continue with bright eyes, but he stopped, put his hands on pillows, and lay down to sleep.

"That's it?" Who doesn't know this!

"yes!"

"Gone?"

"Yes!"

"Then tell me quickly!" Teng Chong and Xiao Quanzi were anxious.

Yeats said unhurriedly, "What is the motive of the man who killed the county lord of Qinfang?" Is he here for revenge, or is he hired to kill, or is he ......"

"Or what?"

"There is still a reason we don't know......" Yeats fell into the criminal profile again: "He was eight feet tall, strong and healthy, with ancient skin, and when he befriended the woman, he was strong and gentle, and the woman's experience was very good, and I couldn't stop ...... him."

At this moment, Teng Chong didn't know that Yeats was a woman, let alone that she was an unmarried little lady, and after a long time, when he knew that Yeats was an unmarried little lady, he remembered the previous statements about some events between men and women in the previous combing case, and his expression was ......

In the end, I can only silently sympathize with someone, how can I fall in love with such a 'genius'?

Teng Chong memorized the three words of Gu Xuan in his mind, and on the afternoon of the second day, when the steward drove a group of men to the school practice ground, he was so excited that he opened his clothes.

"Hurry, hurry, whoever doesn't open is a suspect......"

The county lord of Qinfang is dead.

No one wants to be suspected of being a murderer, at least half of the men here have been checked by the Huaiyang Palace, and some have even been sent here directly from the place where they were held.

In order to clear the suspicion, no matter whether the people of Dali Temple humiliate them or not, compared to the murderer, this is nothing, anyway, they serve people with sex, what is there to be ashamed of.

Someone took the lead, and everyone was not embarrassed, and one after another almost all opened their clothes, revealing their skin.

A few of them didn't get out, Teng Chong asked Zhang Jin to pull them to the front, "Lord Ye, is the murderer among these people?" ”

Yeats glanced at him.

These men, some tall and some short, white-faced scholars, melancholy little students, and rugged and powerful types, there are really any type of men, and the county lord of Qinfang will really enjoy it.

Yeats paced twice and stopped in front of a tall, sunny man, "How long have you been serving the county lord of Qinfang?" ”

The man's face sank and he refused to answer.

Yeats tilted his head and looked at his broad hand, "This hand has done farm work!" ”

The man suddenly shrunk into his sleeves and looked at Yeats with a bit of fierceness in his eyes.

"Fierce what?" Yeats said with a smile, "I don't know how good it is to be a competent general manager of the county lord, and I don't know how good it is to have food and clothing all my life." ”

The man suddenly went berserk and pounced on Yeats.

It happened suddenly.

Everyone was surprised when they suddenly heard a bang, and the handsome sunny guy with high Yeats was knocked to the ground.

And the official of Dali Temple, who looked like a little weak chicken, slowly straightened his waist, his face was light, and he didn't breathe.

(End of chapter)