Seeing that he was silent, Wen Qingzhu simply said something unrelated: "Which one do you favor more, King Ning or King Chu?"
"Don't dare to discuss the matter of establishing a crown prince." Fu Shiyi replied cautiously.
Wen Qingzhu smiled and said, "Others have the final say whether you want to make unreasonable opinions or not. It's just you and me here. You can speak freely."
Fu Shiyi looked at her: "Why did you come to see me today?"
"I don't have anything else to do. There are a lot of confidential documents in the palace hall, which are all handled by people from the Hanlin Academy. I happen to know that the newly promoted bachelors like you very much. You only rely on Miss Zhang to do embroidery work, but you can't support me." I want to know more about Deng Yezhou than you two. Please help me this time. If you are implicated in the Ganzhou incident, I can clear your name."
Fu Shiyi knew that he could not hide it from her, and he no longer pretended to be on his face, but he was still surprised: "Master Deng has been dead for many years, and the Deng family members have also died one after another. Why did you suddenly think of checking this?" ?”
"You don't have to worry about this. As long as you don't leak the secret, no one will know."
After thinking for a long time, Fu Shiyi agreed.
In less than a day, all the records about Deng Yezhou's deeds were sent to Wen Qingzhu.
When I opened the booklet, I saw that the ink on the paper was still wet.
Wen Qingzhu smiled, it seemed that she had found the right person.
From leaving yesterday to this afternoon, Fu Shiyi was able to write down Deng Yezhou's affairs in just one day and one night. It seemed that he was the one who handled Deng Yezhou's book.
After reading it, Wen Qingzhu found that the events recorded above were very general.
"Are the people who built the Hall of Records so lazy?"
In less than two quarters of an hour, Wen Qingzhu turned over it again.
After putting down the booklet in her hand, she began to think deeply.
Taishi Ling also has records there, which can be put on the record.
There is some reference value, but not much reference value.
The book Fu Shiyi sent over seemed detailed, but there were still many details that seemed to be ignored.
"Green pottery! Burn this, let's go to Cannes!"
The next day, on the second floor of the inn on the streets of Kangcheng.
Wen Qingzhu looked at the people coming and going through the window, thinking about Deng Yezhou in his heart.
"Let go!"
Lu Tao's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Wen Qingzhu came back to his senses, glanced at Xi'er, and then opened the door and went out.
In the corridor on the right, Lu Tao was surrounded by several soldiers wearing soft armor.
"Madam!" Lu Tao immediately felt relieved.
The man with his back to Wen Qingzhu turned around and was about to curse, when he suddenly looked straight.
Wen Qingzhu's eyes stopped on this man's soft armor, which was not neatly dressed.
Isn't this a soldier from the Kangcheng military camp
"Hey! This lady is so beautiful. Why don't you play with me for a while?"
The bearded man in front of him had a lustful and evil look in his eyes, and he walked closer step by step while rubbing his hands.
Xi'er took a step forward and stopped in front of Wen Qingzhu: "I suggest you leave immediately. Otherwise, if something happens, don't blame us for not warning us."
"You're an ordinary girl with an average appearance, but your tone is quite impressive!" The man rolled up his sleeves and waved over.
Xi'er was about to fight back when a sudden stone flew towards her, and she immediately withdrew to protect Wen Qingzhu.
But unexpectedly, the man screamed in pain, and his knees bent and he knelt on the ground.
"Who! Who is it! How dare you sneak attack me!"
The man was furious and shouted loudly.
What responded to him was an insidious voice: "Qin Shou! Keep your eyes open! See how many secret guards are ambushing around you!"
The words were finished, but the final sound still lingered in the lobby of the inn, making people feel panicked.
Qin Shou's heart became cold and his drinking power went away.
I moved my ears and listened carefully, and found that there were indeed many masters hidden around me.
He glanced at Wen Qingzhu, turned around and kicked his two subordinates: "You bastards! How dare you molest and tease women from good families! Let's go! Go back with me to get your job!"
Qin Shou still dared to look at Wen Qingzhu, so he rolled and crawled and ran downstairs with his subordinates.
Wen Qingzhu glanced around the inn with narrowed eyes and said with a smile, "It seems our whereabouts have been exposed."
Back in the courtyard in Kangcheng, Lu Tao took out ancient books that were basically obsolete.
"These were given to me by the former dean of Wenxin Academy. He had a request."
"any request?"
Lu Tao hesitated, but said it: "I hope Master Deng's family education can be passed on. He also mentioned Yang Wu. The old dean said that he was very talented. If he hadn't said something he shouldn't have said when he was young and ignorant, this would be He suffered a crime, but fortunately the Yang family protected him, I hope Madam can give him a chance."
"What did Yang Wu say that shouldn't be said?" Wen Qingzhu reached out and picked up some books on the table.
Although it looks old, the threads of the books are new. It seems that the old dean really cares for these books.
Looking through it, there are many comments on it.
"The old dean didn't say anything, but he said that Madam is from the Yang family and will definitely protect Yang Wu."
Wen Qingzhu shook his head. Yang Wu only thought about revenge and Deng Yezhou's inheritance. I'm afraid he didn't care much at all.
After roughly reading these books, Wen Qingzhu reached out and rubbed his neck.
Just as he was about to get up and go to the next place, Lu Tao hurried into the house, carrying a basket filled with vegetables and venison.
"Madam! The old dean has been stabbed to death! The prefect of Kangcheng has rushed over!" Lu Tao's eyes were still red. He held the door frame with his left hand and held the basket tightly with his right hand.
Wen Qingzhu hurried over and said, "When you passed by, people from the Yamen had already surrounded you over there?"
"Yeah! I asked someone to go in and inquire about it. They said that he was forced to confess by words and deeds before his death. The old dean is almost seventy years old. What on earth do they want to ask?"
This was the first time Lu Tao was emotional since she lost Yang Dong and her child.
Wen Qingzhu thought for a moment and gave Lu Tao some instructions.
More than half an hour later, in the prison of the Kangcheng magistrate, Wen Qingzhu disguised himself as a man and followed the jailer to the morgue.
"Sorry for bothering you, Old Li."
The jailer bowed his hands to Wen Qingzhu, then turned around and walked out.
Without outsiders, Wen Qingzhu directly untied the white cloth covering the body, and what he saw was the old dean's unblinking eyes.
She took a deep breath, opened the toolbox, and began to examine it.
About half an hour later, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
The door was opened, and several people wearing armor walked in, including the Qin Shou whom he had seen during the day.
"Master Qin, the old dean's body is here."
The person who led them in was the chief jailer here, and he was greeting him with his knees down.
"Why is there still someone here!?" Qin Shou's face looked a little uncomfortable.
The chief jailer glanced at Wen Qingzhu and immediately explained: "Don't worry, Mr. Qin, Old Li Tou is one of ours. He is just here for a routine inspection. There will be no problem."
Qin Shou looked at the man in front of him carefully. He had gray hair, thin eyebrows and eyes, and dark and yellow skin. He was wearing dark brown linen clothes, his back was slightly arched, and his eyes were not looking around.
"Fine."
After making sure that there was no problem with the person opposite, he walked to the morgue to take a look.
After looking around, he couldn't see anything.
Thinking of the boss's instructions, Qin Shou pointed at Wen Qingzhu: "Explain it to me!"
"Yes." Wen Qingzhu said in an old and deep voice, "Normal people's faces are always gray, but now the old dean has yellow spots on his face. He must have been drinking medicine before he died. According to the medicine confiscated by the prefect, It appears from the physical evidence that the old director was taking medicine to treat rheumatism.”
Wen Qingzhu walked up to the old dean's head, pointed at his face and said, "There are tiny scars on the old dean's face. Judging from the size of the scars and the bleeding, the murderer used an extremely thin weapon. Blade, currently only the Cicada Wing Knife can cause such wounds."
Then she pressed the old dean's small arm, and the flesh that was not stiff yet sunken.
Wen Qingzhu continued to exert force, and another small piece of the dented area was dented.
"Sir, the bones of the old dean were broken by external force. In addition to this hand, the bones of the right hand and both legs are also in this condition. Such injuries are obviously not caused by weapons, but extremely severe injuries. It takes a high internal force to cause such an injury, which makes a living person miserable but cannot die immediately!"
When everyone was afraid to speak, Wen Qingzhu turned back and opened the old dean's chin, revealing two rows of yellowed and messy teeth. There were still blood stains between the gums and the teeth.
Wen Qingzhu raised his eyes and looked at them: "This situation is because the old dean has extremely strong endurance. He still refuses to let go and clenches his teeth despite suffering such great pain. The old man's teeth are loose and his strength is strong, so it is unavoidable. Shocked and bloody!"
At this point, Qin Shou could almost imagine the scene and turned away: "Stop talking!"
"Yes, sir." Wen Qingzhu glanced at the heart of the old dean, and there were more vicious methods that he had not specified yet.
But after a while, Qin Shou turned around and ordered with an unsteady breath: "Keep talking!"
Wen Qingzhu nodded, opened the old dean's upper body clothes, pointed at the needle holes in his heart and said, "The murderer must have wanted to ask something from the old dean, break the bones and make the old dean surrender." If not, then use extremely thin silver needles to insert into the heart one by one. This punishment will make people feel the pain of peeling skin and scraping bones. At the same time, it will make people focus all their attention on the heart and endure the pain. At the same time, it will also give people the feeling of suffocation of falling into the water and the fear of waiting to die. In addition-"
"Shut up!" Qin Shou suddenly shouted and interrupted Wen Qingzhu.
There was a lot of cold sweat on his head, and his face was a little pale.
Wen Qingzhu sighed: "Sir, I haven't finished speaking yet."
"What else is going on?" The chief jailer was a little scared. Such a severe punishment was actually used on the respected old dean.
Wen Qingzhu completely untied the old dean's clothes and found an anatomical opening on his stomach.
"From the adults' stomachs, the villain also proposed a kind of meat that is different from pigs, cows and muttons. The meat is delicate. Based on the villain's only experience, the old dean thought that what he ate was human meat, and that it was a seven or eight-year-old child. meat."
Everyone present was wearing air conditioners.
The chief warden suddenly thought of something and said in shock: "A seven-year-old grandson in the old courtyard disappeared today!"
"This, what the fuck, is worse than a beast!" Qin Shou couldn't help but cursed loudly.
Wen Qingzhu was a little surprised. The person who planned to tease Lu Tao during the day actually became a little more humane now.
The chief jailer turned around in fear: "I, I have to report to the prefect..."
Once he leaves, Qin Shou can't stay any longer.
Especially when I saw the old dean’s body, I couldn’t bear to look at it.
"Follow me! The boss wants to see you!"
Wen Qingzhu frowned slightly: "But the prefect..."
"What's Moji! If you Moji again, I will chop you with a knife!" Qin Shou showed a fierce look and tried to intimidate Wen Qingzhu.
Wen Qingzhu thought for a while and decided to go meet Qin Shou's boss.
Cannes is not as good as Luocheng, but it is still a big city.
She had also asked Lu Tao to check Qin Shou's information before. He was a member of the Kangcheng garrison, and he was a medium-sized official.