In prison, the widow woven a buckle with straw and stringed it together one by one. While skewing, the person guarding was not an acquaintance of the original Si Zhushi, but a strange face assigned by Kong Xiangwen. The man was staying outside the prison room to drink. After listening to the tune, he could keep up with the shaking of his head and chant a few words.

He said, "Are you singing 'Wuye'er'?" He pointed at the wine jar and hummed, "It's easy to part, but it's hard to meet. Where can I lock the carved saddle? Spring is about to go, but people have not returned. In this period, the disaster is so sad that I am so sad. 1"

The widow knitted the buttons and ignored him.

The guard didn't care, stopped singing, drank another sip of wine, and said, "Do you know that this is a situation outside?" The widow responded without time and continued, "The old mother and orphan Liu Wanchen cried blindly and howled the sky, as long as you pay for your life. That wail, I'm afraid that the soul will return first before the seventh year of the head arrives."

Shi Widow pulled Kuaer tightly and said coldly: "He dares to come back to his soul? There is a Shura evil star here, but he dares not." He also said: "If you cry and cry, you can't even live at this time."

The guard drank all the wine, shouted a few words with his tongue, and then he leaned his neck against the prison wall.

Shi Widow put on the grass buckle and slept under her. It seemed that she had obtained some magic weapon of immortality, but she even smiled a little.

Outside the prison, Kong Xiangwen waited for a while, and not long after, someone came out. The man had a white face and a red lips, and he looked extremely feminine and beautiful.

"Can you see?" Kong Xiangwen took a lantern from her entourage and walked out with the man.

It was late at night and the wind blew the autumn cold. The man wrapped his thick shirt, his white fingers gathered around the collar, and said slowly: "It's better not to see me."

Kong Xiangwen smiled: "But it's not as good as you want?"

"It's not just unsatisfactory." The man also put his bag on his face and covered his eyebrows. "My father and uncle were fascinated by her and didn't even want their lives. I just thought it was so charming. Now, even the girl who swept the floor in the mansion was three points better than her."

Kong Xiangwen smiled and stroked her beard, saying, "Don't underestimate the widow at this time. She had already become famous before she left the house, and countless people came to ask for marriage. However, she was a humble family and few people asked her to be a wife. Most of them were concubines, and she was the best color. But who would have expected that she would fall in love with Shitingzhou."

The two of them had already left the yamen and waited for a long time before getting on the carriage. The carriage was the one that Kong Xiangwen took when he came, but not his car, but this one. After the man sat down, he took the bag and said, "I dare to provoke my father again."

Kong Xiangwen poured wine in a small pot, and laughed when he heard this, shook his head and said, "If you really hate her, why should you wait until this time? Your father is a romantic person, and he can be considered dead under the peony flowers, and he can be happy for ghosts and gods." He handed the wine, "Your uncle is much pitiful."

Liu Qinghuan didn't receive the drink, and he didn't even raise his hands. He looked tired and lazy with the wall. "The old guy died so hard that he was happy. I helped him for a while, but he had not calculated the reward with him. What's so pitiful?" He glanced at Kong Xiangwen and said, "What, Lord Kong has the heart of a deputy Bodhisattva, do you want to go to the mansion for him?"

Kong Xiangwen sipped the wine and waved her hand straight after hearing this, "I'm just talking about it. Why do you think it's true? Since the Marquis wants this case to be unable to turn over, then I naturally have a way to rectify the widow at this time."

"What about that young master Zhong?" Liu Qinghuan suddenly leaned against the small case between the two, and his expression was shaking with a little dark vulture. He said, "If he wants to overturn the case, what should you do? If he is angry with him, even the marquis will teach him a lesson. Now the Zhong family is in full swing, and Zhong Ziming has a temperament that protects his son, so you have to be careful." A murderous intent appeared in his eyes, "Don't forget, what is the reason for this case? If the Zhong family intervenes, in order to protect the marquis, you should commit suicide to slaughter the crime."

Kong Xiangwen's hand splashed, and he smiled at Liu Qinghuan, "Just rest assured, I remember it clearly."

The two looked at each other and stopped talking.

The next morning, Shi Yu and Su Shuo went to the yamen. Someone came to the Liu family. Liu Wanchen had an old mother and a daughter, and a wife and three concubines lived on him. Now that he saw the body, the old lady fainted several times, which made Shi Widow hate him to the core. Liu even grabbed Shi Yu's robe and cried endlessly, scolding the man so hard that he was bleeding.

Zhong Xie stood by and looked at it, and found Shi Yu... He remembered Shi Yu. His eyes in the heavy rain that day were impressive, but Shi Yu was more indifferent today, and stood there and let the big Liu cry without showing any expression.

Kong Xiangwen wiped the corners of her eyes with her sleeve and said to Zhong Xie: "Do you think the murderer is hateful or not? A white-haired man gives the black-haired man. If we don't bring the murderer to justice, how can we keep the old man's blood and tears?"

"Sir, right." Zhong Xie exhaled his breath and said, "Since you need to close the case quickly, you will ask the coroner to conduct a corpse to check the body and determine the reason. In this way, the widow will be convinced when she dies. Even if there is any resentment in the museum, it will not happen." He said, raising his sleeves tossing and turning, and thinking about it again. Since he is an official, he should investigate the case openly." He raised his head and smiled, "What the hell said is, 'It is useless to talk about war on paper' is extremely true. In order to prevent the clumsy left and right in the future, it is better to do your best to close the case as soon as possible and return to the house as soon as possible. What do you think?"

Kong Xiangwen stared at him without moving, still with a compassion on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and said, "Ruchen, do you know what kind of case it is now? Are you sure that coroner can wash the widow's evil when he is cut off by a corpse? Ruchen." He supported Zhong Xie's arm and said with a heavy face: "Since that's the case, then check it."

Zhong Xie was stunned.

Kong Xiangwen said, "I'm afraid that you will be so determined to prove it, but I will not say more." After that, he said, "Come, go and bring back the coroner's fast horse, and check Liu Wanchen before today's sunset."

As soon as he said, Old Mrs. Liu was the first to cry and said, "It's not possible! It's not possible! My son has just left. How can you bear to have the heart to dissect the body and insult people? You can't do it!"

Kong Xiangwen helped the old man up and comforted him in a deep voice: "The old lady doesn't know that although this coronary inspection is a rule, it is essential to find out the reason." He also said ashamed: "Occursed."

The old lady leaned on his arm and cried loudly, but Kong Xiangwen was not angry. She supported the person, comforted him patiently over and over again, and told him to sigh at him at first glance.

Zhong Xie tied his hands and just watched.

Finally, everyone dispersed. When the coroner came, Su Shuo and Shi Yu came to thank him in person.

Zhong Xie stood outside the threshold of the yamen, looked up at the dark and dark sky. He said, "Don't thank me, follow the law." He looked at the two of them again and said, "But the heavy rain is behind, the fence is unstable. Master Shi, be prepared earlier."

After saying that, he shook his sleeves and went downstairs and left.

"He said this, but is there a problem with the coroner?" Su Shuo looked solemn. "What's going on with the Censorate? It seems that he wants to insist on not letting go of the case. Although we have run across the country, we have never had any evil with the officials. As a deputy envoy to the Censorate, why bother with such a case?"

"Some people act according to the law, and some people act according to the order." Shi Yu said: "I heard that Liu Qinghuan has been away from home for many years, and I'm afraid he has entered Qingping Mansion."

"Then why wait until this time to attack?" Su Shuo was puzzled. "If he wants to take revenge, have he gone to eat nothing for the years?"

"Maybe." Shi Yu looked up at the sky and said, "Go back to the hall first and tell the master."

The fast horse arrived after the night, and the coroner immediately entered the morgue, and Kong Xiangwen and Zhong Xie were guarding the inside, and no one else was allowed to enter.

It started to rain now, Shi Yu stood under the eaves, watching the lights on Changhe Town in the dark, and the rain covered his sight again. Su Shuo squatted aside, rubbed the flint, and made a sound of wiping.

Neither of them talked, just waiting.

Zhong Xie covered his handkerchief in the corner of the wall inside, stared at the coroner and lifted up the white cloth, revealing Liu Wanchen's face. Kong Xiangwen, who was beside him, covered his handkerchief with her sleeves, and said to him: "Sincere."

Zhong Xie didn't reply and his eyes did not leave the coroner's hand. Even though the situation in the middle made him pale and his stomach rolled, he did not dare to look away.

He was afraid that the coroner would make trouble at the moment. He always felt that Kong Xiangwen had to agree to this matter, and there must be something strange about it.

The inspection was not stopped until the middle of the night. The coroner cleaned his hands and changed his clothes. He came out to say to Kong Xiangwen: "The villain has finished the inspection and is now tidying up with the generals. He will submit the paper tonight. This person has neither poisoned nor long-term illness marks. He was killed by external objects." He also said: "A wound on his face is the most fatal. It should be that the scissors cut the front of the store and hit Qingming acupoint. Not only did he have hole marks on his arm, but there were also scratches on the back of his hand and neck. After falling to the ground, he hit the ground and his head, he was already dead."

Zhong Xie couldn't help but interrupt: "However, he was able to act after being hit hard, and he did not die immediately."

The coroner said without emotion: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Zhong Xie paused, "No."

The coroner did not answer any more and only bowed to Kong Xiangwen and said, "If there is no other inspection, the villain will leave first."

Kong Xiangwen said, "Brother Chen, thank you for your hard work, go and rest early." After the person left, he turned to look at Zhong Xie, without sneering or showing disdain, and said slowly: "Ruchen, I know you have the ambition of being a clean and upright official, but as I said, the case can be closed. When Liu Wanchen searched for the widow at night, he continued the past, and the widow refused to kill him. What is the dispute over the case because he could see at a glance?"

"Shi's family came to the town for half a month. Except for the Mengguan, no one knew about the old people. How could Liu Wanchen find a place?" Zhong Xie said, "Besides, he was drunk at that time, so how did he get into the yard? The servants were not on the side. Who helped him find a way to climb over the wall?"

"How do you know that he has no connection with Widow Shi? Ruchen, you rely on the one-sided words of that woman to be honest, so how can you convince people?"

"There are still doubts in this case, please-"

"Zhong Xie." Kong Xiangwen suddenly raised his voice, "You have been delayed in Changhe Town for too long."

Zhong Xie tightened his fist in his sleeve, and it was not only his words but also his originally hot heart.

"Old Zhong has high hopes for you." Kong Xiangwen calmed down again, "The central He family has no longer had a mainstay since He Anchang retired. Now it is the time when Qingliu is vacant. You will be able to rise to my current position within two years after you come to Qingping. I understand that you want a fair and honest heart, but isn't this a serious punishment for the murderer? You..."

"Goodbye to the Lord."

Zhong Xie turned around and started raining and left like that. Kong Xiangwen stopped in place. Seeing him out of the door, he smiled faintly and said to himself: "Since he is the legitimate son of a high school, why should he show his infatuation?" He shook his sleeves and left.

Zhong Xie left the yamen and went to the residence. Everyone was about to reach the door, and then turned to the wine shop in the rain.

The shop only set up an oil shed to block the rain, and only he was the guest. The guy served him wine, and he opened it and drank it himself, and he knew that most of the water was mixed in. He was not annoyed, just like this, drinking it made people feel drunk.

When the pot was empty, he suddenly threw the cup and said loudly, "Give it a wine!" and laughed, "It is the guest who is in the wine who has lost all his worries!"

The guy connected a few more pots, and he drank all the time, leaned on the table and counted the pots, "Who is for me Chu Wu, listen to my Chu Sheng crazy? 2 I wish I could be born in the Buyi family! Baiou, Baiou, did you leave Beijing that day, feel like this at the foot of Luyi Mountain?"

He gradually buried his face and laughter stopped.

"I don't accept this fate." He whispered: "I must make some fortune from here."

The rain hit the ground, and the stone slabs were bumped into unevenness.

Zhong Xie lay down and didn't move, as if he was asleep.

The barefoot man stopped outside the shed and suddenly walked towards him. A dirty hand was pushed on his shoulder, and he ignored him and continued to continue.

Zhong Xie sighed, leaned his head back on the back of the chair, and said helplessly: "I have no money to give it to you today, and I have no interest in arresting you. You can leave quickly."

It turned out to be the little thief who vomited his robe that day.

The boy was washed away by the rain today, and his face became much cleaner. His eyes were still dark and his expression was still cold. He neither left nor spoke.

Zhong Xie had no choice but to reach out and pick up his purse, throwing it to him, saying, "It's all my salary this month." He frowned and said, "After all, he is a food supervisor, running around, and the court is really stingy in terms of salary."

Unexpectedly, the little thief threw his wallet back and stared at him.

Zhong Xie looked sideways, "Isn't it enough?" He took out his sleeves and took out a few copper plates and pressed them on his purse.

But the little thief suddenly made a sound.

"Are you an official?"

Zhong Xie stood up straight and said, "You want to report to the official?" He drank a poor wine mixed with water today, but instead showed a difference from usual. He smiled again and said, "Do you surrender?"

"Someone killed someone."

Zhong Xie smiled, he raised his eyes and said in a deep voice: "What?"
Chapter completed!