Lu Feng took a look at Zhuang Zhong, and led him to a secluded place in Wang's house without saying a word. All the serving servants were sent away, and only two stood in the courtyard.
"Let's talk." Lu Feng's voice was low, and the excitement just now was gone in his tone.
Zhuang Zhong was even more certain that Lu Feng had already guessed something, so he told the story of Yuanjue without any hesitation.
Lu Feng clenched his fists tightly, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he punched hard on the rockery beside him, but a corner was missing, but his hands were only slightly red. Zhuang Zhong's heart trembled, if this fist hit him he would be killed on the spot, although he was afraid in his heart, he didn't take a step back.
Lu Feng's eyes were like copper bells, "You say Yuanjue is my nephew, what proof do you have?"
Zhuang Zhong took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and Lu Feng took it. On it, a person was drawn. The painting method was a little strange, and the brush and ink used were not common, but the real person was shown on the paper vividly, which was more vivid than usual. The pictures you see are more realistic.
"This is the portrait I painted for Yuanjue. He was raised in a temple since he was a child, and he has been bumped and bumped several times. There is no physical evidence related to his life experience." Zhuang Zhong's skill in restoring portraits from bones is one of the best in the provincial forensic field , Sketch is also very good.
Seeing the person in the painting clearly, Lu Feng's pupils shrank, and he raised his head to forcefully suppress the sadness welling up in his eyes. The person in the painting is a young little monk, who looks exactly like his younger sister Lu Liuzhi!
"Where is he buried?"
"On the top of the hill where he was killed."
Lu Feng suddenly grabbed Zhuang Zhong's collar, his eyes were sharp and terrifying, "Did you kill him on purpose and then impersonate him!?"
Zhuang Zhong was so strangled that he couldn't breathe, and said with difficulty: "I...if I really want to, how can I explain it to my uncle, you can't find any evidence, why should I... bother myself? Even in front of Wen Yuanhou, I... have never admitted anything."
Only then did Lu Feng let go of his hands, coughing solemnly and fiercely, and it took him a while to recover, and then he said again: "At that time, the guards sent by Marquis Wen Yuan just arrived to rescue me, they It can also prove it for me. I am just a young monk in the mountains, so I have no ability to seek murder. Yuan Jue did die for saving me, but it was definitely not my murder. Returning to vulgarity, besides, I didn't know Yuanjue's background at that time, so how could I harm him for this?"
"Then how do you know that those are not refugees, and how do you know that those people are not coming for you, but for the son of Marquis Wen Yuan, and their target is you." Lu Feng's eyes were like sharp knives, making people feel helpless to follow.
Zhuang Zhong was frank and fearless, and explained: "I'm just a young monk with no background, so I don't need to bother to send so many killers to deal with me. At the beginning, I wasn't sure if it was for the son of Marquis Wenyuan." , and the people of Marquis Wenyuan mistook me for Marquis Wenyuan’s son when they saw me, they told me that someone didn’t want Marquis Wenyuan’s son to return to Beijing.”
Lu Feng remained silent, frowning, wondering what he was thinking. Solemnly said again: "The reason why I am sure that those people are not refugees, their actions seem to be trained, they act in an orderly manner, and they are not ordinary mobs compared to this one, and second, there are people on that mountain who have more food than us, but they They came straight to us, why would a monk want to snatch them? Besides, they rushed directly to kill people. Generally, most of the refugees would first grab food and encounter resistance before killing people. There are many refugees fleeing on that mountain, and random killings can easily arouse public anger. ; Third, they all have the same carvings on their bodies."
The blue carvings are also tattoos. At that time, Zhuang Zhuang spent a lot of time in order to check the corpse. The reason why he pretended to be an eminent monk all the way was because he was too pious at that time.
"Diaoqing? What does it look like?"
"I've copied it." Zhuang Zhong took out another piece of paper from his pocket, on which was drawn the dragon's head and jackal's body.
Lu Feng frowned even tighter, "Have other people seen it?"
"The steward Zhou Tong who came together at the time had seen it. As soon as he saw the green carving on the corpse, he immediately pulled me away, and didn't let me ask more questions about the follow-up matters."
When Zhou Tong saw this tattoo, he found an excuse to make Zhuang Zhong leave, to prevent him from contacting these people again, and the so-called ritual of washing the dirty soul was not finished. This is also what made Zhuang Zhong suspicious, thinking that this carving was an important clue. At the same time, it is even more unclear who is the real culprit behind the scenes. On the face of Zhou Tongming, they are people from Mrs. Hou. If these people are sent by Mrs. Hou, then Zhou Tong should not go back on his word. He is afraid of revealing the secret. Stop him from the start.
And if these people were sent by Concubine Yin Gui that Zhou Tong hinted at, then Zhuang Zhong should take a closer look at those carvings. All the way Zhou Zhou told Mingli secretly that those people were sent by Concubine Yin Gui, but he never mentioned Diao Qing.
Lu Feng put away Yuanjue's portrait and carved blue image, he was no longer fierce but still serious, "What is your purpose of pretending to be Yuanjue?"
"Find the murderer."
Lu Feng said negatively: "It's not just like that."
Solemnly, he stood upright and faced the doubts, "If the general doesn't believe me, when the truth is found out, I will completely leave Wenyuanhou's mansion and go where I came from."
Lu Feng stared at Zhuang Zhong closely, Zhuang Zhuang straightened his waist and his eyes were clear.
It took a while for Lu Feng to look back, his voice was much softer, "Your boy can tell me these things, it means that you are not a dirty mind, and I, Lu Feng, am not blind. You also have my appetite when we get along these few days, my hard life Your nephew and you are brothers again, and you will be my nephew from now on. I will not agree to anything else, but you have to agree to one condition."
"what?"
Lu Feng's face was a little ugly, and he said after a while, "You can't continue to investigate this matter."
Zhuang Zhong's head was blown open, and his voice couldn't help but raise his voice, "Why?! Don't you love your nephew the most? Could it be that you want him to die in such a way that he can't even live a good day. I The reason why I told you this is not to listen to your words, but to let you and me find the real culprit!"
Lu Feng sighed, "I will investigate this matter secretly, but you must not be contaminated. There are some things I can't talk to you about. If you have to investigate, you have to wait until you become a member of the court. Don't be reckless now." .Your life was bought by my nephew with his own life, and what he wants to see most is to live well."
Zhuang Zhong also calmed down when he heard this. He thought it was just a fire in the backyard, but he didn't expect it to be so complicated. What exactly does that carved green mean, why is Lu Feng so cautious? For Lu Feng, a great general, to be so careful, Zhuang Zhong suddenly felt that the water was too deep, and he was afraid that it would not be an easy task to avenge Yuanjue, and the resistance would definitely be huge, which made Zhuang Zhong a little frustrated. Zhuang Zhong had been in the judiciary before, and knew very well that some cases would not be resolved due to external reasons.
Solemnly cupping his hands, he almost begged, "General Lu must give Yuan Jue justice."
Seeing that Zhuangzhuang was depressed, Lu Feng patted Zhuangzhuang on the shoulder: "Yuanjue is my nephew, I, Lu Feng, can't let him die in such an unexplained way."
He responded solemnly, but he had other ideas in his heart. Let him stand by completely. He can't do it, but he needs to be more careful in the future. Lu Feng could also see Zhuang Zhong's thoughts, if Zhuang Zhong really said to let go, then it would be too cool, and this kind of solemnity made him more satisfied.
Lu Feng said seriously: "Don't talk about today's affairs with any third person, including your aunts. From now on, you will be my nephew, the son of Marquis Wenyuan, no matter who asks."
Zhuang Zhong didn't want too many people to know that he was a counterfeit, he still needed such an identity.
When the two returned to the crowd, Lu Feng seemed to be okay, and his attitude towards solemnity was the same as before.
Zhuang Zhong felt unhappy. He originally thought that telling Lu Feng would bring him closer to the truth, but he didn't expect it to be further away. That night, he drank a lot of wine at Wang's house. Although the alcohol content here was not high, he couldn't bear to drink too much, and fell drunk on the table that night.
The next day Zhuang Zhong woke up at Lu's house, there was only Wu's widow left in Wang's house, it was not easy for him to stay overnight as a foreigner, so Lu's family carried him back. Marquis Wenyuan's mansion, who had eaten breakfast at Lu's house solemnly before noon, was called over by Mrs. Hou as soon as she came back.
"You will go to Guozixue to study in a few days. Now Guozixue is merged into Taixue. The rules are the same as Taixue. You have to live in the fasting house and you can't take anyone to serve you. You only have four days off every month. I have already Order someone to help you tidy things up, and if you go back and see if there is anything missing or unsatisfactory, tell me quickly. While there is still time, hurry up and change it.”
Solemnly bowed and saluted, "Thank you Madam, Madam acted properly, and I have no dissatisfaction."
Seeing that Zhuang Zhong has always been so polite and refused to get close, Wei Yuhua felt very uncomfortable. For the banquet held a few days before his return, Wei Yuhua deliberately made it lively, firstly to hit Yin Yuehan in the face, and secondly to show favor to Zhuang Zhong. Anyone who has something to do with the Hou's Mansion was invited here, just to let everyone know that now their Wenyuan Hou's Mansion has an eldest son.
How could he know that she didn't get any benefit from all the hard work, even though Marquis Wen Yuan didn't say anything, the way he looked at her couldn't help trembling when he thought about it. On the other hand, Zhuang Zhuang knew that his head was depressed at the banquet that day, and he didn't realize her good intentions at all. Zhuang Zhong didn't know how to take the initiative to make friends, so as to open up the situation in the capital, and the preparation she made for Zhuang Zhong was completely in vain. A bustling banquet, in the end it was like going to a restaurant to have a meal and then the banquet ended, making Yin Yuehan's joke for nothing, and Wei Yuhua's heart ached when he thought of the scene that day.
Wei Yuhua took a deep breath, suppressed the resentment in his heart, and said with a loving face: "Although I am not your biological mother and child, I like you from the bottom of my heart when I see you. Although I look serious, I am actually the most serious person. You are soft-hearted and easy to talk. Don't be too cautious, just say what's wrong, don't hold it in your heart. It's all a family, so don't make a difference."
The solemn attitude remained the same, "Thank you Madam for your love, I think everything is fine."
Wei Yuhua was depressed, Zhuang Zhong talked to her back and forth with these few words, although he said that he would not disturb her if he didn't make trouble, and he couldn't find anything wrong with his etiquette, but he was so gentle and soft-spoken that he lived in peace with that bitch Yin Yuehan, The two of them got along for so many days without any incident, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Wei Yuhua kept thinking, why is Yin Yuehan so calm now? Zhuang Zhong snatched her son's chance to enroll in Guozi School, so why not see her in a hurry, this is not like Yin Yuehan's usual style. Wei Yuhua also knew that she was too impatient, she was solemn but just came back, even if she wanted to tear her face, she couldn't be so fast. But sometimes things are clear, but there is no way to calm down.
"I found a medicine that can make hair grow faster with someone. You can take it back and try it. If it works, I will continue to ask for it next time. It is always inconvenient to go out and do things when this hair grows back."
The big maidservant beside Wei Yuhua, Huamei, brought over the plate containing several medicine packages, and smiled cleverly, "These medicines are obtained from Madam Xue, who is less and less seeing patients. I was lucky enough to see each other after being exposed to the sun for several hours."
Doctor Xue's fame shocked Dayou, he was a legendary figure. He was born as a Jinshi and used to be the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment. If he hadn't retired to become a prime minister later, even the officials would have personally inscribed a plaque for him. He never pays attention to status when he sees a doctor, it's all based on his interest. It was very difficult to get him to see him.
Wei Yuhua scolded: "What are you talking about, anyway, it's fine, it's good to go out and get some air."
Huamei wanted to say something, but was stared at by Wei Yuhua, so she pouted and stopped talking.
Solemnly and apprehensively, "This, this, Madam's love, how can I bear it."
Wei Yuhua smiled and said: "Don't listen to this naughty girl's nonsense, it's so difficult. Take the medicine and go down, I will let Huamei tell Cui'er to cook the medicine properly."
Thank you solemnly and respectfully, and step back without mentioning it.
Huamei looked at Zhuang Zhong's back, curled her lips and said: "Madam is so dedicated, but I don't know if the young master who came halfway appreciates it."
Wei Yuhua frowned and looked melancholy. Mother Fang said: "People's hearts are always fleshy. As long as you do what you like and take good care of you, even if you don't know how to repay him in the future, you won't be embarrassed. He is also clever, and he must know how to do it." Knowing who is good for him and who is a threat to him."
Wei Yuhua sighed deeply, and rubbed his aching temples with his slender and tender fingers, "I hope so."