The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

In the dead of night, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the dim cell fell into silence.

The guards were lying on the table in a drowsy state.

Suddenly, a dull thud came from a certain cell, and several guards suddenly woke up.

Before a few people moved, a group of people rushed out of the darkness, and it was Du Shaoqing who took the lead.

...

"Knock Knock Knock"~

At the first knock on the door, Song Jingchen opened his eyes. He first glanced at Shen Yijia, who was still sleeping, before getting up and putting on his clothes to open the door.

Shen Yijia drank some wine last night and fell asleep. Actually, Song Jingchen didn't have to worry about waking her up.

"Master, there is someone from Dali Temple." Nan Feng whispered.

Song Jingchen turned around and closed the door before asking, "Where is the person?"

Mrs. Zhao was imprisoned, and the person behind him was probably the one who wanted him to die the most.

Song Jingchen guarded against this, and ordered Du Shaoqing to lead someone to guard the prison. This was an opportunity.

"Outside the door..."

Before Nan Feng finished speaking, Song Jingchen had already strode out.

At the entrance of Song Mansion, an official waited anxiously. Seeing Song Jingchen coming out, he hurriedly said, "Sir, it's not good, Mrs. Zhao is dead..."

Song Jingchen's eyes froze, snatching the official's horse and rushing to Dali Temple.

The death of Mrs. Zhao means that the clues to this case are broken again...

Damn it!

In the Dali Temple cell, the fire was bright at this time, looking at the two corpses in front of him, Song Jingchen's face was gloomy.

The two corpses were about the same size, and they were unkempt. If you didn't look carefully, it would be difficult to tell the difference.

One of the corpses was that of Mrs. Zhao, while the other was a death row prisoner held in Dali Temple.

The cause of death of the two is even the same, biting their tongues and committing suicide.

Song Jingchen guessed that someone would find an opportunity to attack Taifu Zhao, and specially selected one of the death row inmates who was closest to Taifu Zhao to stay in the cell that was supposed to be Taifu Zhao.

And the real Mrs. Zhao was put into an ordinary cell by him.

This is a set he set for the other party. In order not to leak the news, no more than three people know about it.

Du Shaoqing and Nanfeng are even more trusted by him!

But Mrs. Zhao is still dead!

The other party killed this substitute, more like a kind of provocation to him.

"My lord, I found this on Mrs. Zhao." Du Shaoqing took out an envelope.

Song Jingchen glanced at him and didn't answer, what appeared on the dead person, he knew it was a so-called confession without looking at him.

Knowing that it is fake, it is enough to put an end to this case.

"Didn't you see the person who shot?" Song Jingchen took a deep breath and asked, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Du Shaoqing bowed his head in shame: "Xiaguan rushed out as soon as he heard the sound of the prisoner falling to the ground, and also sent someone to check outside, but found nothing."

According to the jailer guarding the ordinary prisoners, Mrs. Zhao was leaning against the wall, but suddenly fell to the ground.

No one had ever broken in, but the two prisoners were silently killed right under their noses.

One is for silence, the other is for provocation, and the person who shot it seems to know the situation in this prison well.

To be more precise, he has a deep understanding of Song Jingchen.

It was as if he knew all of his arrangements, so he could start with such precision.

Song Jingchen didn't speak, just looked at Du Shaoqing with a heavy gaze.

Du Shaoqing was stunned when he saw it, and he wanted to kneel when his knees bent, and then swore to the sky that he definitely didn't leak the news.

His heart is bitter, Song Jingchen painted him a big cake, and since then he has become a Song dogleg in other people's mouths!

It's so comfortable to hold my wife and children on the hot kang head at home on a big night.

But in order to catch someone, he squatted here all night, and he didn't know how many mosquitoes had bitten his face. He felt that he was about to become anemic.

Is it easy for him to be suspected now?

Sure enough, I know that too many people do not end well!

Hey!

Song Jingchen didn't know that people who couldn't get a fart for a long time were so rich in inner drama, so he asked in a deep voice, "After the prisoners were locked in, who came to the big prison?"

He was referring to after changing the cell for Mrs. Zhao.

Even if the other party knew him and knew that he would set traps, but with so many prison cells, he couldn't even know where he exchanged people, right?

The guards usually change positions in two rounds, and he changed Mrs. Zhao to an ordinary cell only after the change of positions.

Normally, everyone who has been here should be here.

Sure enough, the recorder took the booklet to check the people present, and finally said: "Master Qi, everyone is here."

Song Jingchen nodded slightly, looked at the people present one by one, and noticed that one of the prison guards was shaking like a sieve with nervousness.

His eyes narrowed, and he was about to be taken down.

The jailer knelt down with a plop: "No, it's not a villain, your lord Mingcha, it's really not a villain."

He looks like this, it's hard for people not to doubt him.

Thinking that he had been guarded all night in vain and was almost wronged, Du Shaoqing was so angry that he clenched his teeth and kicked him.

He scolded: "It's not you, you are shaking, I see you as guilty..."

The jailer choked, then glanced at Song Jingchen with a bitter face.

You are stared at by Lord Song for a few breaths to see if you are shaking.

He had this problem since he was a child, he would tremble when he was nervous. Is it his fault?

It was just for the sake of gallbladder training that I entrusted a relationship to come in as a jailer. I hadn't shaken it for a long time. Who would have thought that Master Song's lethality was so powerful that he could break the defense in an instant.

These ten years of courage have been practiced in vain!

In the end, under the proof of other jailers who knew him well, this jailer really trembled when he was nervous, and it really didn't matter if he was guilty or not.

Song Jingchen didn't speak, just when Du Shaoqing thought he couldn't find the clue, another jailer who was hiding at the back suddenly stepped forward and knelt down: "Little, the villain knows that another person has come."

Song Jingchen: "Who?"

The jailer was guarding outside the felon's cell, and he was in a drowsy state with his companions when the death row prisoner died.

He hesitated for a long time before saying: "Xiao Wang, who has changed jobs with the same junior... After several adults left, Xiao Wang suddenly came back and said that the key to the house was lost here, and the junior helped him search for a long time and couldn't find it, so he said maybe I forgot to bring it out, I just left, I didn’t think much about it at the time…”

At this time, another jailer seemed to be reminded, and also said: "The little Wang passed by when he was leaving, and whispered about why there are so many prisoners these days."

At that time, he should also say "No, I just detained one here." At that time, he didn't even know that it was Mrs. Zhao who had just been detained. After all, Mrs. Zhao was not an ordinary prisoner.

After that, he realized that it might be his words that reminded Xiao Wang, who was deliberately talking in a cliché, so scared that he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly to plead guilty.

Song Jingchen didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being, and ordered: "Immediately take someone to Xiao Wang's house to arrest someone..."

I didn't want him to say that a guard walked in from outside the prison as soon as he finished speaking.

Noticing that the atmosphere inside was a bit wrong, the guard hurriedly knelt down on one knee and said, "Sir, a woman came outside and said her man was missing..."

"Let her go to the Jingzhao Mansion when she's gone. Is our Dali Temple the place to take care of these trivial matters?" Du Shaoqing frowned.

I didn't see that Master Song was in a bad mood, all of them were inconvenient.

The guard wondered: "But the woman said that her family's men are on duty with us."

Du Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, and happened to meet Song Jingchen's eyes, and a person appeared in their hearts at the same time.

little king!

Xiao Wang died, drowned in the toilet of a brothel.

Because he was a regular customer of the brothel, the old man knew that he was on duty at Dali Temple, and as soon as he found out, he sent someone to Dali Temple to report the crime overnight.

The final result of the autopsy was that he fell into a ditch while drunk, and suffocated to death by blocking his mouth and nose with filth.

Xiao Wang's Hua Niang also said: "Brother Wang said to go to the latrine, but the slave family waited for a long time and did not see him come back."

The salary of the jailer is not high, if it is not for special reasons, no one is even willing to do this unlucky work.

It is unusual for Xiao Wang to have money to frequent the brothel, but unfortunately no one has noticed it before.

Even before this, in the eyes of his wife and colleagues, he was an honest man.

"Sir, what should I do now?" Du Shaoqing asked worriedly after the others were screened back.

I thought it was a dark and bright flower, but whoever thought it was a dead end.

Song Jingchen inspected the surroundings of the two cells, and finally fixed his gaze on the beams. After a long time, he said, "This roof should also be repaired."

Du Shaoqing paused for a while, not understanding how it went well, and went to repair the roof.

Song Jingchen did not explain, but said, "Close the case."

This means that the investigation will not go on. In the case of privately mining iron ore, Mrs. Zhao will be sentenced as the main culprit.

Du Shaoqing also knew about this case, the evidence and the confession were all there, and he couldn't find anything useful if he checked it further, so he could only answer silently.

Yong'an County Palace on Zhuque Street.

Ji Yunxi wore a white dress and sat in the waterside pavilion, with layers of white gauze fluttering in the wind around the pavilion.

Opposite her, sat a handsome man in white.

The man's fingertips flowed, and the lingering sound of the piano poured out.

A woman in black suddenly appeared outside the pavilion and was about to say something when Ji Yunxi raised her hand to stop it.

When the song was over, the man withdrew his hand, Ji Yunxi personally handed the handkerchief, and then opened his lips and asked, "Dead?"

Mo Yu was dissatisfied with his young master's work as a servant, he frowned, and looked at Ji Yunxi's warning eyes, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Yes."

The man looked at the lawsuit between the master and the servant, carefully wiped his fingers, folded the handkerchief and put it back on the table, and said with a smile, "The people who come out of Tianji Valley are really not idle people."

Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows and waved Mo Yu to step back: "At least it can help you get what you want."

In addition to ambition, her face is more confident.

The man shook his head and laughed, then straightened his face and said, "Have you been to Mrs. Qiu's place?"

Ji Yunxi's face suddenly sank: "I handed over the invitation, and there are rumors that Mrs. Qiu is not in good health and will not see guests."

Thinking about it now, the face that made her feel complacent at the beginning was a joke.

A person like Mrs. Qiu has always regarded herself as lofty. If she is really grateful to someone, how can she send those flashy things to her.

The man paused, raised his hand to make two cups of tea, pushed one cup in front of Ji Yunxi, and said warmly, "Since Mrs. Qiu doesn't see you there, then don't go there, you can't win or make bad friends.

However, I found out that the person who treated Mrs. Qiu was actually a maid by Song Shen's side, and that maid had also treated King Jing'an. "

Most of Ji Yunxi's sources in Daxia came from men, and she frowned upon hearing this.

The man continued: "It's also a coincidence that Song Shen's maid is related to you. The one next to you is called Mo Yu, and the one is called Mo Yuan."

The surname Mo is rarely seen, so far, only a few men have heard of it from Tianji Valley.

Ji Yunxi looked at the tea in front of her, and said unhappily, "I've seen her before, but she didn't come from our Tianji Valley."

The man took a sip of tea and said with a smile, "I naturally believe you, I just want to remind you to be careful about this person."

Ji Yunxi paused, and the displeasure on her face disappeared, replaced by a shy look. After a long time, she asked, "Will it be her who changed her life for Song Jingchen?"

The man shook his head: "Before meeting the maid, Song Jingchen's leg problem was cured."

So the most likely one is still Shen Yijia.

Ji Yunxi wanted to say that whether it was or not, the two of them would be killed together.

He heard the man continue: "Let's put these aside for a while. Since the girl above is so worried about the girl's case, it's time for King Jing to show his face."

Ji Yunxi didn't say a word, a white-haired dumpling jumped in from outside the pavilion and rushed directly into her arms.

The man looked at the little fox obediently nestled in Ji Yunxi's arms, and said with a smile, "You raised it well."

...

Mrs. Zhao left a confession to commit suicide and go to jail.

In the confession, he confessed to mining iron ore privately, killing Yang Kaiming after the incident, and letting him take the blame.

In the letter, he wrote a large article, clearly writing how he was framed and framed.

The account books, confessions, and money found by the magistrate Yang were all put in by him, including the birthday gift for the emperor, which he also replaced beforehand.

In the end, he knew that his sin was unforgivable, and he could only apologize for it with death.

However, throughout the article, he never explained where he used those iron ore.

This simply made the emperor panic more than knowing that the iron ore was sold to foreigners.

Such a large mine has already been mined seven to eighty-eight. If all of them are made into weapons, it will be a ticking time bomb.

The emperor was so angry that he ordered the whole family of Zhao to be imprisoned.

In addition, Song Jingchen was ordered to continue to trace the whereabouts of the iron ore.

Song Jingchen knew that it wasn't because the person behind the scenes missed it.

The reason why I didn't write it was to make the emperor nervous and find something to do for him by the way.

Dare to be so blatant, it only means that the other party knows that he is impossible to find.

With so many things happening all at once, Song Jingchen was extremely busy, and Shen Yijia at home was equally busy.

The single characters were engraved, and the people who needed to use them also invited seven, seven, eight, eight, and the printing workshop finally started.

The two courtyards are opened into one.

On the day when the construction started, she specially called out Xiao Ruoshui and Yuan Yuwan and took them both to visit her workshop.

Because the workshop was located in the south of the city, most of the people who came to work were the people who lived in the south of the city.

The literate is responsible for typesetting, and the illiterate woman is responsible for printing and binding.

One person is responsible for printing two to three editions, and the efficiency is not high.

Xiao Ruoshui is different from Yuan Yuwan, she doesn't like this.

I was surprised at first, but then got bored. After watching for a while, I thought of something, and I went out with my maid.

Shen Yijia guessed that she might be going to a noodle restaurant, and puffed her cheeks and pulled Yuan Yuwan to continue the visit.