Zhangjia Jinzhi

Chapter 160 Forbearance
Mrs. Li looked carefully at the woman's eyebrows and eyes on the painting scroll, and she was shocked by the fact that she could almost touch the red vermilion.

Hong Zhu was obviously dead, and Nanny Sun took someone to the Jingzhao Mansion to verify her integrity that day. There must be no fraud!Then who could be the person in this painting?

"Daddy, what is this portrait?"

Li Sheng was silent for a moment, then said:
"Jingzhao Mansion caught a thief who was selling Yinger's jewelry at noon today..."

"According to his confession, he stole this jewelry from a woman... According to his confession, the artist described the portrait, and it looks like Hongzhu, so it was sent to me..."

Li Taiwei's heart trembled.

When Hongzhu entered the mansion, she claimed to be an orphan. At that time, the gods were rampant and Shengjing was in chaos, but what the little thief said was not true. The woman in the painting looks so similar to Hongzhu, and she is probably blood relatives with Hongzhu.

If Hongzhu is a person in the divine way, what about this woman?Why did she kill an unremarkable fire-burning girl in her yard?

"Murder and kill?"

Mrs. Li frowned slightly, this is the only possibility right now.

"Father asked someone to investigate the details of the servants in the mansion... This Ying'er should be reliable, why did she get killed for no reason?"

Li Sheng picked a block of ink from the bookshelf, rubbed it with his fingertips habitually, then raised his eyes and said:
"Although the details are clean, I'm afraid... it's not unreasonable..."

Holding the scroll, Li Taiwei couldn't help saying in surprise:
"What do you mean daddy? Did you find another clue today?"

Li Sheng said:
"Although no footprints were found in your yard last night, at noon the guards found two wooden boards beside the firewood pile outside your kitchen. One side was wet and muddy, and the other side was dry and smooth. There were faintly visible mud prints the size of a woman's shoe print... ..."

"The figure in your yard last night was probably Ying'er... Maybe you didn't expect that you would immediately notice that you were screaming again, and in a panic, you threw the wooden board tied to the sole of your shoe into the firewood pile to cover it up."

"Taking advantage of the chaos in your courtyard, you went out to report the news among the maidservants, but you actually hid in the dark, looking for opportunities to sneak out of the house..."

Li Taiwei couldn't help but took a deep breath, the matter took a turn, as if it had returned to the starting point.

Why did Ying'er pretend to be a ghost to harm her?Who is she instigated by?
How did a little maid who knew no martial arts escape from Prince Rui's mansion and die in the back alley of Xinghua Street?

There were too many questions in Li Taiwei's mind for a while, and he didn't know how to solve them.

Li Sheng could see the anxiety on her face, and couldn't help but comfort him:
"It happened suddenly last night, so don't worry about it. I have asked the housekeeper to screen all the servants who came in and out of the house yesterday, to see if there are any omissions..."

"It's related to the Dao. I just ordered someone to hand over the rubbings of the portrait to the Jingji Camp. A notice was also posted in the city to search for the person in the portrait. As long as this person is still in the capital, he will always show his feet..."

Li Taiwei nodded, still feeling uneasy.

Although she was vigilant about this matter and accidentally disturbed the situation of the person hiding in the dark, she was still ignorant of the plot of the person behind it. angry.

It was late at night, and the lights in Li Xiang's study were still on. The father and daughter talked for a long time...

At Taiwei Pan's house, there was a lot of trouble at this time.

Miss Pan Er got angry today, and vented all the grievances and unwillingness of these days!
A series of loud slaps slapped Pan Yulan's delicate porcelain white face hard, and it became red and swollen immediately.

Pan Yumei was still feeling puzzled, so she raised her hand and raised the teacup on the table, and when she was about to smash it at Pan Yulan who was kneeling in front of her, she was stopped by the wet nurse.

Mrs. Pan just came from Mr. Pan, and she was startled when she saw this, and hurriedly asked someone to take Pan Yulan down first.Then he stepped forward and hugged Pan Yumei in his arms, wiped away his tears and said:

"My darling... What's wrong with you? After all, she is your concubine sister, how can this happen! If your father finds out, I don't know how to punish you..."

Pan Yumei is an old woman that Mrs. Pan conceived at the age of 40. The baby is like an eyeball. Except for the eldest son in the house, this second Miss Pan is the most precious.

Pan Yumei's eyes were burning red, and she wanted to step forward to slap Pan Yulan a few more times, but because Mrs. Pan stopped her, she couldn't find a chance to do it, so she stomped her feet angrily!

The maidservants rushed out Pan Yulan who was crying like pear blossoms and rain, for fear that if she was too late, the second girl Pan would chase her out and beat her...

"Pan Yulan, you bastard!"

Pan Yumei gritted her teeth in hatred, and cursed at Pan Yulan's back,

"In front of outsiders, you don't have one heart with me! After seeing my jokes, you don't tell me, and you still go to flatter Li Taiwei with a shy face!"

"Mother! Tell me! How can I be inferior to that bitch Li Taiwei! How dare she climb on my head and act wildly?"

"Obviously my father and Li Xiangpin are on the same rank, the elder brother sees that I am angry and dare not help me out! Mother...then Li Taiwei dares to bully me like this..."

The more Pan Yumei talked, the more wronged she became, her tears rolled down, and she began to cry with her arms around Mrs. Pan's waist.

Mrs. Pan's heart ached, but how could she, a housewife, be able to tell clearly about the political situation?
Li Xiang was already full of talent, he was the most favored minister in front of His Majesty, and he was backed by Princess Zhaohe's family, how could they be easily compared with the Pan family?
Seeing her mother's eyes revealing the intention of calming things down, Pan Yumei said dissatisfiedly:

"Mother! Today's matter can't be forgotten like this! Then Li Taiwei bullied me... The horse of the elder brother suddenly started hoofing earlier, it must be her and Lu Xiao who were behind the scenes!"

"Obviously it was fine before, how could the horse suddenly go crazy? Anyway, I don't believe it! How could it be such a coincidence!"

Mrs. Pan's expression sank when she heard this.

Pan Yuming suddenly startled the horse, and the guards chased him all the way to Chong'anmen before narrowly stopping him...

Her eldest son has been timid since he was a child, and his equestrian skills can only be regarded as reluctant. Just now, he was frightened along the way, and how much face the eldest son of the Pan family lost. Mrs. Pan's heart hurts when she thinks about it...

Just now the imperial doctor showed it to her. Fortunately, it was only scratches and no bones were injured. She thought it was just an accident, but when she heard Pan Yumei's words, Mrs. Pan's heart was filled with frost!
How can she not know the reputation of Lu Xiao as a scoundrel in Beijing?If Cai Dalang's horse was really his black hand...

Madam Pan frowned.

First she rejected Sister Mei's marriage, and then teased her son!
Mrs. Pan stroked Pan Yumei's hand, and said coldly:
"My mother will decide for you in this matter, you just stop, don't let your father catch you again..."

Pan Yumei was willing to give up after hearing her mother's words...

In Pan's Lanxin Garden, Aunt Wu's eyes were red from crying, and she twisted a cold water handkerchief to apply to Pan Yulan's face.

The little maid knocked on the door and came in, saluted perfunctorily, and said:
"The madam asked the maidservant to come and tell the third girl that His Majesty is hunting in the paddock next month, and the madam will bring the third girl with him. These few days, let the girl stay in the boudoir with peace of mind and don't have to go out. She should concentrate on learning the rules..."

Pan Yulan, whose eyes were condensed like frost just now, suddenly had a layer of water vapor in her eyes, and knelt down gracefully towards the person who came:
"Sister, please thank mother for me..."

(End of this chapter)