I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 303 Intense Quarrel

Zhang Minxian didn't expect Zhan Feiyu to be so courageous at such a young age that he planned to check on Zhou Shuyao's suicide room.

Thinking of the blood-stained room, Zhang Minxian couldn't help frowning, "Miss Zhan, although you and Shuyao met once, but Shuyao has already gone, Miss Zhan doesn't have to."

Zhou Shuyao's body had been moved to the side room next to it, but there was blood splattered everywhere in the room, let alone Zhan Feiyu, a little girl, Zhang Minxian couldn't bear to look at it.

"Master Zhang, Miss Zhou committed suicide not long after Yang Xu left. One murder after another was all aimed at Yang Xu." Zhan Feiyu had a calm face, but his attitude was firm.

To put it bluntly, Zhan Feiyu didn't care about the deaths of Fu Langhuan and Zhou Shuyao, nor did General Yang and Yang Shoucheng, but both murders involved Yang Xu, and it was absolutely impossible for Zhang Minxian to stop them. Well, if the case is not fully investigated, even if there is no conclusive evidence, these public opinions alone can destroy Yang Xu.

The Fu family also didn't want magistrate Zhu to open the coffin for an autopsy, but the situation was stronger than others, and the Fu family had no choice but to bow their heads. In the same situation, Zhang Minxian had no choice but to do the same.

Zhan Feiyu broke the talk, Zhang Minxian stood up even though his face was a little ugly, "In that case, miss Zhan, go this way."

Passing the wing room where the corpses were stored, and hearing Zhang Minhua's grief-stricken cries in the room, Zhan Feiyu walked straight to the main room in the backyard without stopping.

After all, Zhang Minxian is a member of the government, so the four guards in charge did not enter the inner room, but guarded outside the door to prevent anyone from destroying the scene.

As soon as he entered the inner room, he could smell the smell of blood, and after bypassing the partition screen, the smell of blood became stronger instantly.

Zhan Feiyu stood at the door and looked into the house. Just like the previous report from the policeman, there was blood splattered on the wall on the side of the window, and there was a small puddle of blood on the ground that never dried up.

Probably didn't want to see this painful scene again, Zhang Minxian didn't follow in, but stood in the flower hall connected to the bedroom, looking out the window with his hands behind his back, his whole body seemed to be covered with a strong indelible sad.

"Big brother, that pair of scissors is the murder weapon." Zhan Feiyu pointed at the scissors that fell on the ground.

There was blood on the edge of the scissors, and the scissors were not big. Looking at the small dustpan on the low table, there were threads of various colors and some fabrics in it, which should be scissors for female reds.

Zhan Feiyu looked at the beautifully furnished boudoir in front of him. Even if it was just a temporary residence, there were all kinds of utensils in the room. On the left side of the entrance was a floor-to-ceiling Ru porcelain fine-mouth bottle with a few plum blossoms in it; There is a landscape painting hanging on it.

Further inside is a sandalwood table, on which besides the Four Treasures of the Study, there are small utensils such as an incense burner, and the clinical position on the other side is a dressing table.

The makeup box on the dressing table was not covered, and the pearl hairpin ornaments were placed in it casually, and there was a golden jade earring with a jade rabbit pounding medicine pattern beside it.

Zhan Feiyu frowned slightly, carefully avoiding the blood on the ground and walked towards the dressing table, there was indeed only one earring.

Yin Wuyan grabbed Zhan Feiyu who was about to squat down and look under the bed, "You don't need to look for it, it's just an earring."

"Is the other one on Zhou Shuyao's ear?" Zhan Feiyu murmured, looking at the blood on the ground again.

"The person is standing at the bloodstain, with his back to the wall behind him." Yin Wuyan's cold voice sounded, such an uncomplicated murder scene, Yin Wuyan could restore the scene at that time in his mind just by looking at it.

Zhan Feiyu nodded understandingly. Zhou Shuyao cut the carotid artery with scissors, and the splashed blood was sprayed on the wall behind her. After losing the blood, Zhou Shuyao also fell to the ground.

The scissors she held in her right hand also fell aside, and the pool of blood on the ground continued to flow from the wound on her neck.

As for the messy bloodstains on the ground, it is likely that Zhou Shuyao left traces when he struggled before he was on the verge of death, but the person who lost too much blood soon fell into a coma, unable to save himself or call for help.

"Big brother, can you tell whether it was suicide or homicide?" Zhan Feiyu relied on her little experience of reading novels and movies in her previous life. The only thing she can be sure of is that Zhou Shuyao did die from a severed carotid artery.

But as for whether he cut it himself or someone else, Zhan Feiyu couldn't tell at all.

"We'll talk about it after seeing the corpse." Yin Wuyan glanced around the inner room, the furnishings in the room were all neat and tidy, which could prove that Zhou Shuyao had never had a fight before his death.

After staying in the inner room for about a quarter of an hour, Zhan Feiyu and Yin Wuyan came out.

Zhang Minxian, who had his back to them, also turned around immediately. Judging from his cold and solemn face, his grief had been completely suppressed.

"Shuyao's body is parked in the next room." His voice was a little hoarse, and Zhang Minxian's attitude became much colder.

Thinking about it, if Zhan Feiyu didn't study under Gu Xueshi, how could Zhang Minxian let her a little girl toss around here. As for checking the corpse, he was also forced to, and Zhan Feiyu would mention it if Zhang Minxian didn't ask.

The crying in the wing room had stopped, Zhang Minhua was standing outside the door at this moment, her eyes were red and swollen, if it wasn't for the support of the two women, her body would have collapsed unbearably.

"Min Ye." Looking at the grief-stricken sister, Zhang Minxian also knew that any words of comfort would be futile, so he could only pat her on the shoulder, and told the maidservant beside him, "Take care of your wife." .”

The saddest thing in the world is that a white-haired person sends a black-haired person. Zhang Minhua no longer has that dignified and luxurious demeanor, and her hair and clothes are a little messy. Even if she stopped crying, there are still tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, and she is extremely sad The pain made her cry numbly.

Seeing that Zhan Feiyu was about to enter the room, Zhang Minhua, who had dull eyes, suddenly seemed to go crazy. She broke free from the support of her mother-in-law, and shouted hysterically, "What are you doing? Get out, get out! No one is allowed Disturb Shuyao's rest, go out..."

The hoarse voice can't make a sharp cry, and the muffled cry is like a mother animal who has lost a child, and can only make such a mournful whimper.

"Min Hua, calm down!" Zhang Min Xian hugged Zhang Min Hua who was blocking the door, watched her go crazy and roared, and could only suppress her grief and persuade: "Shu Yao has gone, Min Hua , calm down, don't cry anymore, your voice can't bear it."

"Brother, don't talk nonsense, Shuyao just fell asleep!" Enraged all of a sudden, Zhang Minyu went crazy, her hands kept patting Zhang Minxian who prevented her from entering the room to check.

But hitting and hitting, his strength became weaker and weaker, and finally he threw himself on Zhang Minxian and cried bitterly again.

"Help your wife down to rest." Zhang Minxian looked at his sister who had collapsed in heartache, but after taking a deep breath, he could only ask his mother-in-law to help her down, and her body couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhan Feiyu stood aside silently, looking at Zhang Minhua whose legs were weak and was finally helped away by the women. The pain of bereavement could not be fake.

Zhang Minxian didn't even want to go to the boudoir where the incident happened, let alone enter the wing room to face Zhou Shuyao's body, but turned sideways to let Zhan Feiyu and Yin Wuyan in.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Zhan Feiyu had an inexplicably eerie feeling, and the sandalwood fragrance made people feel indescribably depressing.

"If you're afraid, stay at the door." Yin Wuyan said in a deep voice, before he only saw blood, but now Zhou Shuyao's body was placed on the bed in the wing.

"I..." I'm not afraid that I didn't say the word, Zhan Feiyu is not afraid of corpses, and she has had human lives on her hands, but she still didn't go to check the corpses.

Yin Wuyan patted the little girl's head soothingly, and then strode towards the bed, the corpse was covered with a white cloth.

It is estimated that Zhang Minhua could not accept Zhou Shuyao's death, and did not allow maids and mother-in-law to clean up Zhou Shuyao's body, so after Yin Wuyan lifted the white cloth, he saw a pale face with blood on the face and neck.

And there was a deep cut on the left side of the neck, the wound was not long but deep, Yin Wuyan moved his eyes upwards, and there was no earring on his left ear.

Pushing away the loose hair, on the right ear is a golden jade earring with jade rabbit pounding medicine pattern.

As for other places, Yin Wuyan just looked at Zhou Shuyao's hands, the right hand was also stained with blood, but the finger joints were clean.

Unlike Fu Langhuan's hands before, because of the fight with Zhou Shuyao, there were scraps of flesh left in the nails after scratching someone.

The blood stains on the clothes were also in line with the splash marks from the neck cutting, Yin Wuyan stared at the corpse for a while, and then covered the white cloth again.

Seeing Yin Wuyan who came back, Zhan Feiyu, who was waiting by the door, looked up, and his eyes widened when he saw the earrings in Yin Wuyan's hand.

"Go out." Yin Wuyan didn't say much, and went out of the wing with Zhan Feiyu.

Before the door was closed, hurried footsteps sounded, and Zhan Feiyu looked up, but it was County Magistrate Zhu, who was riding in an official sedan chair, with the policemen and Wu Zuo finally came.

The one who walked in front was Yang Xu who had rushed over after receiving the news, and beside him was Yang Shoucheng who accompanied him, and even Qiu Zongxi and Qiu Jinyu also came over.

As for He Sheng, who was protecting Yang Xu, he was at the back, his breath restrained, coupled with his dusty clothes and unremarkable face, it was easy for those who saw him to ignore He Sheng.

When Yang Shoucheng and Tao Wuzuo went to the boudoir for inspection, there was one earring scattered beside the makeup box, while the other was in the box.

As for the autopsy, Tao Wuzuo only briefly checked the fatal wound on the neck, and then checked the exposed arms and other places.

Except for the old wounds from the previous fight with Fu Langhuan, there were no other new wounds. As for the inside of the clothes, Tao Yuzuo didn't dare to check them, and the county magistrate Zhu asked the woman in charge of guarding the women's prison in the yamen to come over and check them. Also no new injuries.

More than half an hour passed after such a delay. Qiu Zongxi and Yang Shoucheng were sitting in the main hall, and Zhang Minxian was still accompanying them. up.

Yang Xu stood in the corridor in a daze, listening to the mournful cries coming from the direction of the wing, he was at a loss.

Yang Xu could still accept Fu Langhuan's death, but he didn't expect that another person would die in just three or four days. When he thought of the bad breakup with Zhou Shuyao before, and the unscrupulous words he said when he was angry, Yang Xu's lips trembled twice, his dark face was tense, standing here like a wooden pillar.

"Xiao Xu, you can't come back to life after death. You want to be more open." Qiu Jinyu patted Yang Xu's shoulder comfortingly. Qiu Jinyu knew about his coming to see Zhou Shuyao today, so she could understand Yang Xu's self-blame and guilt at the moment, after all It is a fresh life, and it is still Yang Xu's cousin in terms of blood relationship.

After a long silence, Yang Xu's seemingly blocked throat finally let out a voice, "It's my fault, I hurt her!"

Zhan Feiyu walked over. Fortunately, the corridor was backed by the wind, so he wouldn't feel too cold. "I checked the house and the body. She committed suicide with scissors, and it has nothing to do with you."

His dull and dazed eyes became focused, and Yang Xu looked at Zhan Feiyu and shook his head, the pain on his face was obvious, "If I hadn't sent her to pay condolences to Fu's house, we wouldn't have quarreled, and she wouldn't have died."

Although there were rumors about Fu Langhuan's death in the streets and alleys of Xiangwu County, and there were various ways to die, Yang Xu knew the truth.

Because of Fu Langhuan's death that day, Yang Xu learned that Zhan Feiyu had gone to Fu's house in the middle of the night. Yang Xu got mad and misunderstood Zhan Feiyu, thinking that she killed Fu Langhuan, and then made various low-level compensations.

Afterwards, people from the old Yang family found clues. Both Fu Langhuan and Zhou Shuyao had inhaled a large amount of osmanthus. This caused the two of them to lose their minds, and a conflict broke out under madness. Not only did they scratch each other, but Zhou Shuyao was still alive. He strangled Fu Langhuan to death.

Yang Xu knew that the real murderer was the man behind the scenes. Zhou Shuyao was not considered a murderer. At that time, she lost her mind and didn't even remember the murder.

But after all Fu Langhuan died, Yang Xu didn't ask Zhou Shuyao to punish him, but he thought that he and Zhou Shuyao were both responsible for Langhuan's death, and they could at least go to Fu's family to express their condolences.

I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. Condolences are necessary. Similarly, the two of them owe the Fu family a life. If they can help in the future, Yang Xu will definitely help.

But Zhou Shuyao opposed fiercely, and even started arguing with Yang Xu. Both of them felt guilty and blamed for Fu Langhuan's death, and the emotions that had been suppressed for several days suddenly burst out.

One was only a 14-year-old girl, and the other was only eight years old. She had never experienced many things and had no life on her hands. Although Zhou Shuyao was a few years older, she knew in her heart that she strangled Fu Langhuan to death.

So the two broke out into a fierce quarrel, and Zhou Shuyao finally broke down and yelled at Yang Xu, "You keep saying that I killed Fu Langhuan, okay, I'll pay for her life, right?"

This sentence was the last sentence Zhou Shuyao and Yang Xu said. Yang Xu was clumsy. His purpose of coming was to persuade Zhou Shuyao to go to Fu's family to express his condolences, and to make his conscience feel better.

Yang Xu looked at Zhou Shuyao who was crying, so he could only leave the other courtyard first.

After returning to the Qiu Mansion, Yang Xu still thought that if Zhou Shuyao really didn't want to go to the Fu family, then he would go there by himself. After all, even if Fu Langhuan plotted against him, he would not be guilty of death.

But Yang Xu didn't expect that what he waited for was the news that Zhou Shuyao committed suicide in fear of crime. Qiu Zongxi also knew about it, and Yang Shoucheng was the first to report the news from the old Yang family. I rushed over.

(End of this chapter)