People are dead, there is no proof of death!
But Ji Yunshu was unwilling, Ji Yunshu thought about it, and suddenly said to the county magistrate: "Master Liu, can we find out the residence of the called seventh uncle within today?"
The county magistrate rolled his eyes: "Jin Jiang has a lot of people called Seventh Uncle, but the Seventh Uncle who has done things in Jiang's family should be able to find it. This official will now order someone to check the address of the family tree."
After speaking, the county magistrate quickly called in a few yamen and explained a few words.
Ji Yunshu's mind was a little heavy, and he was full of doubts.
Seventh Uncle died suddenly. Could it be that Madam Jiang really killed her
Jing Rong knew that she was studying the case in her heart, so she obediently sat on the pear flower chair and drank the new tea.
And Ji Yunshu was not idle either. He found someone to take some ink, ink and ink, drew a portrait on the paper, folded it carefully, and tucked it into his sleeve!
Not long after, the county magistrate brought a piece of paper with the address on it and handed it to Ji Yunshu.
"It should be here, Yun Shu, are you going to..."
"I want to go there."
"This officer is with you..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ji Yunshu interrupted him: "Your Excellency is still staying in the yamen, there may not be any clues here."
Think about it carefully, it is!
Jing Rong, who was sitting on the side drinking tea, said, "Why don't this king accompany you for a walk?"
Ji Yunshu put away the address in his hand, looked at Jingrong, and said, "Don't bother your lord, just go there when you are young."
When the words fell, Jing Rong got up and walked in front of her, with a bit of displeasure on that clear-cut face.
"What? This king just said that he trusts you, but you turn the other way and don't trust this king anymore? Do you want to push this king and thousands of miles away?"
"The small status is humble, and it is not worthy of the prince's trust!"
"The king said it was worth it, then it was worth it."
At this moment, he really wanted to pinch Ji Yunshu's jaw and let her take a good look at himself and see how serious he was saying every word!
But he couldn't do it, and he was reluctant to pinch her delicate face.
Ji Yunshu's eyes were downcast, and he seemed a little reluctant to look at him.
Seeing that she was silent, Jing Rong continued: "Mr. Ji, this case can't be delayed, you know better than anyone, besides, this king ordered a thorough investigation of this matter, otherwise, the skeleton would have been taken away by Madam Jiang, if If you can't find out, this king's face will be lost, so this matter is not only about the yamen and you, but also about this king."
Having said so much, don't you just want to follow
Going around, it hurts my brain!
Ji Yunshu had no choice but to nod his head: "Since the lord is willing, the little one can't refuse, you can ask the lord to follow."
After speaking, he has already walked out of the court!
The corner of Jing Rong's mouth twitched behind him, his eyebrows twitched, and he followed.
After leaving the yamen, the two rushed to the place where Seventh Uncle was.
Fortunately, Jinjiang is not big, and the surrounding villages are not far away, about half an hour.
Along the way, Ji Yunshu just walked away, ignoring him.
However, Jing Rong always had a smug look on her face, watching her small body straighten up and walking forward at a slow pace.
In his eyes, it was very cute.
In his mind, it seemed that Lang Bo's report that night was still echoing.
"My lord, I have found it. It turns out that Mr. Ji... No, it should be... It should be Miss Ji, she is the third young lady of Ji's residence."
When he heard those words, Jing Rong was stunned for a long time, and finally slapped the table.
"This king said that this king does not have the habit of Longyang!"
Overjoyed, overjoyed.
Lang Bo then reported the source of the whiplash on Ji Yunshu's back.
Furious, furious.
So the next day, he sent Bai Yunchang's medicinal materials and taught Ji Shuhan a lesson.
But…
Did this little Yunshu notice it
Thinking of this, his steps slowly slowed down.
Until Ji Yunshu turned around and said, "If your lord is tired, go by yourself."
As soon as he raised his eyes, Ji Yunshu was standing there, only four meters away, dressed in plain clothes and robes in the wind, turning his head to look back, standing in the snow, it was really beautiful!
At that moment, Jing Rong could see that he was a little surprised.
Ji Yunshu pursed her lips, she didn't dare to look at those hot eyes, so she lowered her head to hide her eyes, and said again.
"Your Highness... to go or not to go?"
When he came back to his senses, he firmly replied: "Go, of course."
So quickly followed.
Ji Yunshu kept his eyebrows lowered, and his footsteps were always a few steps faster than him, for fear of meeting that gaze again.
See yourself in a panic!
Finally arrived at Seventh Uncle's house, but the whole yard was deserted and no one was seen.
Just wondering, an old woman walked out of the room, her face was haggard, and her hair was a little gray.
When I saw two strangers in my yard, I was suddenly alert.
"Who are you?" the old woman asked.
Ji Yunshu stepped forward, his voice soft: "Old man, may I ask, is this the house of Seventh Uncle?"
Hearing this question, the old woman sighed: "My wife died this morning, what are you doing with him?"
Ji Yunshu took out the portrait he had just painted in the yamen from his sleeve and handed it to the old woman.
"Is this Uncle Seven?"
Seeing her husband again, the old woman's eyes were red, and her hands trembled while holding the portrait.
"Yes, this is my wife!" The voice choked.
It seemed that the seventh uncle that Madam Jiang mentioned was really the old man who followed her.
Ji Yunshu felt a little sad when he saw the old woman's sadness, but he still asked, "Old man, please forgive me. I want to ask, is Uncle Seven's body still there?"
"Burn it, burn it, and burn it immediately when you die."
The old woman sighed again and again!
Burned
Ji Yunshu was puzzled: "I just passed away, how come..."
Before she could finish her question, the old woman raised her head and replied, "This is a custom in our village. When someone dies, they will be burned immediately, and the body cannot be buried."
"Before the seventh uncle died, who did you meet? Or what happened?"
The old woman thought about it carefully and shook her head: "No, my wife has been in bad health for the past two days, and they were all at home. Unexpectedly, this morning... they left."
Speaking of which, the old woman had tears in her eyes!
The only witness died, and the body was burned.
Now, Ji Yunshu really lost his mind.
Unable to see the old woman continue to be sad, Ji Yunshu left without asking any more questions.
on the way back.
Seeing her frowning, Jing Rong said, "Mr. is really attentive."
Yep
She asked, "Why did the lord say that?"
"You know how to draw a portrait first, and then go to verify whether the deceased seventh uncle is the one you saw. You must be worried that the person you saw is not the same person that Mrs. Jiang said about the seventh uncle."
Yes, the reason why she painted a portrait was to verify this.
Facts have proved that that person is really the old man he saw.
"Since the lord knows it, it should be you who are careful."
The two walk side by side!