King Han rarely lives in the capital for a long time, most of the young people have never seen him, at this moment, King Han is not very old, standing there in a moon-white brocade robe, the long body is graceful and graceful, and the little ladies are shy and bow their heads.

After a few words, even Yeats could hear it, and she quietly glanced at Pei Jingning.

I saw him smile indifferently, "What the prince said is that Lord Ye is catching the murderer." "Meaning, you're here to disturb people's cases.

King Han didn't seem to hear Pei Ziqian's connotation of him, and paced to the dead little boy's side, looking sad and regretful, but asked mercilessly, "Everyone has gathered, has Lord Ye found the murderer?" ”

Yeats stood indifferently in front of him, smiling.

Everyone looked at Yeats.

She walked slowly to the group of nine to eleven or twelve-year-old ladies, and asked as she walked, "In the past two or three years, there should have been a few deaths of three or four-year-old boys in the Jingzhong clan!" ”

Everyone was shocked.

"There are people who fall into the water, there are people who die because of stomach distention, and there are people who fall from the rockery and die of serious injuries, everyone thinks that it is an accident, or it is not an accident, and they also think that it is the result of the fight in the house and the child, isn't it?"

Yeats stopped and looked at the crowd.

The princess of Zhongshan County was the first to hold back, trembling and pointing at her, "It's difficult...... Wasn't the death of my eldest grandson an accident? ”

"How old is he?"

"Four."

"When did it happen?"

"Former ...... The year before last...... "The princess of Zhongshan County couldn't help but burst into tears, "My good grandson died of bloating, and it was found out afterwards that he swallowed a little goldfish on the collar, and I always thought he was playful, could it be ......" She didn't dare to ask again.

The king of Zhongshan pulled his wife and pushed him up in front of Yeats, "Come on, who is the murderer?" His face was so angry that he almost ate Yeats as a murderer.

Pei Jingning's face turned cold, and he quickly walked to Yeats's side, and he was full of authority.

The king of Zhongshan County knew that he was out of shape, but he still had a sideways face because his grandson was killed as a weakling, "Since he already knows the murderer, why don't you say it?" ”

Pei Jingning sneered: "I'm afraid that if Lord Ye says it, some people can't bear it." ”

The king of Zhongshan was seen by him as weak-hearted, and unconsciously took a step back: "What does "......" mean?

Pei Jingning's eyes swept over him, looked at Yeats, and looked encouragingly, meaning to say, boldly solve the case, everything is with me.

Yeats smiled at him and nodded slightly.

Yes, everything has her Lord Shaoqing.

Yeats secretly took a deep breath and did not respond to the words of the prince and wife of Zhongshan County, but looked at the crowd, "Almost all of the families of these dead children have intersections with the Zhongshan County Government, not that the Zhongshan Mansion has red and white affairs, or that the Zhongshan Royal Mansion has participated in the red and white affairs of whose family, and in the intersection, there has been an accidental death of a child." ”

Everyone looked at the house of the king of Zhongshan in horror.

Zhao Wei, the king of Pingyang County, was the one who lost the money in a bet with Yeats in Yangzhou, and suddenly jumped out like a tiger, "You said that the murderer is a certain concubine in the palace of Zhongshan County?" ”

His son died in an accident last year, when the family was holding an autumn banquet, thinking that it was the poor care of the child that caused the child to have an accident.

Yeats left him staring without saying a word.

Silence is the default.

Mrs. Zhao Wei walked up to the little lady who was gathered like crazy, stretched out her hand and pulled out the three concubines from the palace of Zhongshan County, who were nine to eleven or twelve years old, pointed at Yeats and asked, "Who is ......?"

The three little ladies were staggered, and two of them were so frightened that they wiped their tears and muttered, "It's not me...... It's not me ......."

The eldest little lady, after being pushed, quickly adjusted her body balance and immediately stood up, and after standing up, she tidied up her clothes, as if she was not being watched by everyone.

Everyone's eyes were very indifferent, and the indifferent little lady was attracted.

She was wearing a slightly simple plain white brocade coat and a Hunan color coat, obviously an eleven or twelve-year-old lady, but she looked tired and bitter by the world.

Suddenly, the sky in the brook meadow became silent, and even the wind and birds were gone.

Yeats walked up to the little lady, took her arm and stood up, facing everyone, and she asked, "Madame Zhao, she is the concubine of the palace of Zhongshan County, right?" ”

"Yes."

"Is this the case with your concubine?"

The stiff arm, the spring shirt slid down, revealing a section of the arm, which was covered with bruises, and if you looked closely at the fingers on the back of the hand, there were either needle holes on them, or the nails were full of thorns.

This is a pair of hands that are not only toiling but also being abused.

They are all wealthy aristocrats, and there are not a few broken things in anyone's family, but such things lead to murders, so it's different.

The old face of the king of Zhongshan County was lost, and he turned his head and scolded his old wife, "What are you doing at home?" ”

In the crowd, Zhao Bai sneered when he heard it, turned around, and walked out of the crowd when people were not paying attention.

The little guy saw it and hurriedly followed.

Green mountains and clear waters, long empty wilderness, and green meadows, when the spring is warm, it is the time for the flowers to bloom, everything is so beautiful.

Zhao Bai raised his head slightly, letting the wind blow across his face, ten years ago, he was no different from this concubine in the Zhongshan County Palace! If you are not in the abyss, how can you understand the pain of climbing up in a dark corner.

He turned his head and looked at the crowd in the distance, and through the infinite scenery of the rich and wealthy family, he saw this little maid......

Seeing that the master was still concerned about this case, the little maid cautiously asked, "Master, you said that the first few cases of children were thought to have died by accident, why did she strangle people to death this time?" If you push people down the mountain as before, won't it create the illusion of stumbling and dying, so why do you have to expose yourself? ”

Zhao Bai retracted his gaze, smiled at the little guy rarely, turned around and walked leisurely, and did not answer him.

The little guy puffed out his mouth, he really didn't understand what these murderers thought.

In the crowd, Wang Shizi of Wuping County and Wang Shizi of Zhongshan County had already fought, "You return my son, you damn useless thing, you can't even manage a back house, my poor son ......"

In the past two years, several children have died in the aristocratic family in Beijing, basically all of them are healthy four-year-old boys, and they are all the sons and grandsons of the Zhao clan, so there are rumors that the clan family has been cursed, and God wants to punish them.

Pei Jingning's eyebrows moved, and anger appeared on his face.

Teng Chong hurriedly asked the catcher and the soldiers and horses to pull the two princes apart.

In the crowd, the eldest princess of Ning An shook her head with emotion.

Pei asked her, "What are you sighing about?" ”

"I thought Yeats would try her best to find the strangled sweat towel, but I didn't expect her to find another way and directly bring out the murderer." The eldest princess of Ning An was not only curious, "Maoyuan, you said that Yeats knew so much gossip about the capital, could it be that Ziqian told her?" (End of chapter)