Xiao Qijun showed a comforting smile to Magistrate Yan and said softly: "This matter is not as difficult as you think, sir. Perhaps it is a God-given opportunity for you."
"How do you say this?" Although Yan Xu didn't understand what medicine Xiao Qijun was selling in his gourd, he still looked at Xiao Qijun expectantly.
Xiao Qijun: "Didn't Prince Rui come to you with the account book to settle accounts before, which made you very troubled? Now Ye Tongpan's wife happened to be hanged in front of the government office. Isn't it right to say that the Ye family has enriched their own pockets and then feared crime? Suicide?"
Yan Xu's eyes suddenly lit up at first, and then dimmed again, "Will they believe it?"
There are too many loopholes in this rhetoric, and no one with a little bit of brain would believe it.
Xiao Qijun said: "The point is not whether they believe it or not, but to give them a reason.
You gave your reasons. Even if they don't believe it, if there is no evidence, wouldn't they have no choice but to believe your words? "
Yan Xu thought about it carefully, isn't it exactly like this
As long as there is no evidence, what will happen even if Prince Rui and his gang are glaring
not to mention…
Magistrate Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and raised a lewd smile on his lips.
He has not forgotten the "private relationship" between the future Crown Prince Rui's concubine and the Crown Prince's staff!
Judging from the fact that the two of them behaved well in front of others, they would definitely not want others - especially Prince Rui - to discover their affair.
And this is exactly the weakness that he will exploit.
Let me ask you, Prince Rui's women and staff will become his spies in the future and do things for him. How can that person fight with him
Yan Xu was immersed in his fantasy of drifting further and further away, and did not notice that Xiao Qijun, who had been hanging his head, had a strange smile on his lips.
Later, Yan Xu pretended to find Wu Zuo and said that he wanted to perform an autopsy on Mrs. Ye in order to find out the 'truth'.
He didn't want to serve, but he said that when he just returned to his room, Prince Rui sent someone to take away Mrs. Ye's body, saying that there was someone on their side who could help with the autopsy.
Yan Xu got off to a bad start and was so angry that he smashed the teacup on the table again.
But now was not the time for him to lose his temper, so Yan Xu had to rush to the courtyard where Mo Junyang and others were.
No corpse was seen, and no female body was found.
Everyone was sitting in the courtyard drinking tea leisurely, as if they were not affected by today's events at all.
Yan Xucai didn't believe that things would be that simple. He glanced at Mo Junzhan suspiciously, and then secretly looked at Shi Qingxue and Mo Junyang. There was no abnormality either.
He had no choice but to hold back his surprise for the time being and stepped forward to say hello: "I have met the Crown Prince. I wonder if the Crown Prince has found out the real culprit who killed Mrs. Ye?"
Yan Xu's voice when asking could not help but have a gloating tone.
He was indeed sarcastic about Mo Junzhan - after all, no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't find the real murderer just through an autopsy, right
Mo Junzhan was originally prepared to blame Yan Xu for Mrs. Ye's death, but was blocked by the other party's words. Instead, he stared and was speechless.
However, Mo Junyang slowly answered at this time: "Master Yan, don't worry, the prince has already found out the real culprit."
Now it was Yan Xu's turn to break out in cold sweat.
He raised his head suddenly and stared at Mo Junyang in disbelief. The panic in his eyes flashed and he blurted out: "It's impossible."
Not to mention that Yan Xu didn't believe it, even the people on the side looked at Mo Junyang in disbelief.
I really don’t understand what he means by having discovered the truth
Mo Junyang ignored everyone's surprised looks and asked in a calm and slow tone: "Master Yan, do you think you don't believe that the prince has such ability?"
Yes, I just don’t believe it!
Yan Xu slandered, but what he showed was sincerity and fear, "I don't dare, but the murderer... who is it?"
When he said the last two words, Yan Xu's voice trembled a little.
But Mo Junyang seemed to think that his fear was not enough. His sharp eyes glanced back and forth on him, delaying him over and over again. Just when he almost couldn't stand it anymore, the man spoke mercifully. .
"The murderer is not human."
Eh
Yan Xu felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat when he suddenly heard Mo Junyang's words. He was completely stunned and stared at Mo Junyang blankly, unable to recover for a long time.
The reactions of others were similar to his. Even the always calm master Xiao Qijun suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Mo Junyang, as if he had a deep meaning.
"What did you say?"
An angry question was asked by Mo Junzhan, and everyone's thoughts were also asked.
Mo Junyang accepted Mo Junzhan's anger calmly, turned to look at Yan Xu, and said calmly: "Since the murderer is not a human, it must have nothing to do with Master Yan. As for the follow-up matters, I have to discuss it with the prince. Let’s make a decision again, what do you think, Mr. Yan?”
Yan Xu keenly heard the meaning of 'expelling guests', but he was delighted that he was picked out easily without having to do anything.
I was so overjoyed that I didn't even bother to use my brain to think about reasonable or unreasonable things. I nodded repeatedly and said in a dogged manner: "You guys talk, you guys talk! Then I will resign for the time being. If there is anything that needs to be done, the prince and sir can just bring it up." !”
After that, he eagerly called his people to leave this place of right and wrong.
Xiao Qijun followed at the back and walked all the way to the entrance of the courtyard. He couldn't help but secretly turned his head to look back, and happened to meet Mo Junyang's watching eyes.
He immediately felt as if he had been stung by something sharp. He was so frightened that he quickly turned around and left the courtyard in a hurry.
As soon as the group of people left, Mo Junzhan immediately lost his composure. He pointed at Mo Junyang's nose and asked, "Mo Junyang, what do you mean? You were the one who asked me to pretend to be you to help you investigate the case. Now you What does it mean to help the Jiangzhou magistrate yourself?"
Mo Junzhan deeply felt that he had been tricked. If Shi Qingxue hadn't been present and he couldn't have said anything to quit, he really wanted to leave this mess to Mo Junyang.
After he became his dashing Ninth Prince, Mo Junyu ascended the throne, Mo Junzhan's identity also jumped from prince to prince, but he had not yet been officially entrusted, and others were more accustomed to calling him 'His Ninth Highness'.
It's better to lead his men and horses on a tour of the mountains and rivers than to be miserable here.
Mo Junyang raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Who told you that I helped Yan Xu?"
"Are you still making excuses?" Mo Junzhan gritted his teeth angrily.
"The old doctor has experienced it just now. Mrs. Ye obviously hanged herself to death, so why did she become 'the murderer was not a human being'? Aren't you trying to protect Yan Xu?"
"Hang yourself to death?" Mo Junyang repeated Mo Junzhan's words.
Mo Junzhan immediately acted like a proud rooster whose tail was touched, puffing up his chest, but in fact he was still far behind Mo Junyang, "What, what's wrong? The old doctor said, Mrs. Ye She died of suffocation, doesn't it mean that Mrs. Ye was hanged at the gate of the government office?"
Mo Junyang smiled, "Does someone who suffocates to death have to be hanged?"
"The bruises on her neck cannot deceive anyone. No one can leave such marks on a dead person. What else could she be if she wasn't hanged?"
Mo Junyang looked coldly, "Maybe she hanged herself
"impossible!"
"impossible!"
Just as Mo Junzhan shouted, the same words came to his ears, and he couldn't help but be startled.
Since when did his words have an echo effect
He turned around to look for her, only to realize that the person who had just spoken was Ye Zhixin, who had been pretending to be - or maybe really - weak recently.
Ye Zhixin was leaning against the door frame, her cheeks pale but her eyes bright.
She looked at Mo Junyang and repeated with determination: "My mother can't commit suicide."
Yes, everyone came back to their senses at this time.
Compared to insignificant passers-by like them, Mrs. Ye is Ye Zhixin's closest relative.
The two mother and daughter had not seen each other for a long time, but they didn't expect that they would be separated forever when they met again, which was enough to make people collapse.
However, Ye Zhixin, a little girl whose body was obviously so thin and fragile that she had almost been shaken into a sieve, still pretended to be calm and looked at Mo Junyang stubbornly.
Say it like an oath.
Just like a proud plum in winter, it cannot be broken.
The people around him all had more or less pity or sympathy for Master Ye's daughter.
But Mo Junyang has always lacked this kind of emotion, so he just looked at Ye Zhixin indifferently and asked: "Why is it impossible?"
"My mother respects my father the most and loves me the most. How could she leave us alone without finding my father and me? Impossible! It must be those scum who killed my mother!"
At the end of her words, Ye Zhixin couldn't hide her hatred on her pale face.
Mo Junyang didn't feel much, but thought in his heart: It's just such a reason that has no logical reason at all!
However, he would not really ask such resentful words. Instead, he caught Ye Zhixin's words to the point, "Who is the scum you are talking about?"
Ye Zhi's heart was stunned, tears still flashing in her eyes, and she just looked at Mo Junyang stupidly.
There seemed to be an accusation in her eyes, as if she was questioning: She was immersed in the pain of losing her loved ones, how could Mo Junyang persecute her so cold-bloodedly
Mo Junyang stared at her coldly, and his voice became more and more indifferent: "Say."
In a single word, it could almost be regarded as an unpleasant command.
Ye Zhixin didn't know Mo Junyang's character, but couldn't help but feel that it was best not to provoke Mo Junyang at this time.
The girl lowered her eyes slightly and bit the corner of her mouth, as if she was still hesitating and weighing.
But in the end, she still avoided Mo Junyang's sight and cried in a sob that was almost as low as possible: "I'm sorry, I can't say it, I really can't say it. Please don't force me, okay, don't force me... "
At the end of the story, Ye Zhixin cried so heartbroken that she almost collapsed.
She is really sad, even if she is really hard-hearted, she should cry and soften her heart.
What's more, there are all men with strong masculinity around them. Seeing the girl crying so sadly, she is a little at a loss.
Why do they feel like they have bullied others
Mo Junzhan had never seen a woman who could cry like that. He was a little at a loss, especially after this woman was forced to cry by Mo Junyang.
His confusion turned into anger, "She is just a little girl. Are you a man? Why are you so cruel to her?"
Wei Zichao and Wei Ziye were also a little bit intolerant, but they always kept their identities in mind and did not dare to say anything. They just looked at Mo Junyang hesitantly.