Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 147

Funerals in ancient times were the most frustrating, good people could lose half of their lives, and it was seven days after the Wu family finished their arrangements.

Jiang Wenyuan couldn't hold back for a long time.In the past, the Wu family had a few concubine sons, and it was fine if the case was not solved. Now, the person who was poisoned to death was a fifth-rank official of the imperial court or a general guarding one side. It would be unreasonable not to solve the case.

All the male members of the Wu family died, leaving only one under the age of one, so the job of interrogating the new widow was given to Jiang Jiuying.

Jiang Jiuying herself was also very curious about what kind of famous poisonous mushroom was in this era, which killed the whole family of the Wu family.

Moreover, poisoning is so gentle and bloodless, and even the murderer does not need to be in close contact with the deceased. The method of killing must be used by women.

Are there any servants of the Wu family who hate the master's family deeply, just like Chen Shu before, who would rather lose his life than pull a few masters as backers, and the rest of the masters happen to be women , are suspected of committing crimes.

Including Wu Yue's biological mother, Mrs. Wu, and his wife, Mrs. Zhang.Of course, compared to the two of them, the aunt in the next room is naturally the most suspicious.

Another round of interrogation and torture.Mr. Geng was much more ruthless than Jiang Wenyuan. He stripped off the pants of the servants of the Wu family who were a little uncooperative, and beat them easily.Fortunately, the servants were relatively thick-skinned, and no one couldn't take it easy to seek death or work, otherwise it would be a bloodbath.

Jiang Wenyuan's interrogation focused on the people who served Wu Yue personally, as well as the servants who served in the kitchen, pantry, and restaurant.

Since the poison may be wild mushrooms, if the whole one is stewed into the soup or added to the dishes, there are too many variables, anyone may eat it, and it is not easy to control. The murderer will definitely not use this most stupid method.

Then what is left is the tea that Wu Yue drinks, the bowls and chopsticks he uses, and the snacks he eats, which are channels that belong exclusively to him.

Naturally, people who might come into contact with these things were arrested.

It has been more than ten days since Wu Yue was poisoned. During these ten days, the government was too embarrassed to disturb the Wu family, and the Zhang family was busy seeking medical treatment and arranging funerals, giving the murderer many opportunities to clean up the evidence that might implicate her.

Jiang Wenyuan sent people to search and found nothing as expected, so the interrogation became crucial.

Mrs. Wu still didn't want to see the guests, but Jiang Jiuying persuaded the stubborn old lady by talking.

"It's time to work." The little lady of the bureaucracy doesn't think it's bad luck, she doesn't embroider in the courtyard of the deep house, and she doesn't ride a horse to show off in the market, but instead goes to the dead man's house.

The old lady was muttering in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She had a drooping face and twisted a string of Buddhist beads in her hand. This was her new hobby. After the death of her son, she built a room in the courtyard for When I became a Bodhisattva, I recited the Buddha's name every day and copied scriptures to pass the time.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. The little girl is bothering me. The truth is unavoidable. I hope the old lady understands." Jiang Jiuying saluted respectfully.

"I don't know what my lady wants to ask? My old lady will be copying the scriptures soon." Xu's mother urged Jiang Jiuying to ask quickly.

"Madam Wu's natal family is in the Huguang area? I wonder if I have seen her family recently?" Huguang is now Hunan and Hubei, with many mountains, forests, and naturally many mushrooms.

"The old parents have died long ago, even the elder brother has passed away for many years. The family is headed by a nephew. Apart from giving gifts on New Year's Day, there is no other connection." In this era of married women, the parents and brothers are usually gone. , the relationship is broken.

One generation of relatives, second representative, third generation and fourth generation should be pulled down, otherwise there are so many relatives, they can't walk, who cares about an old aunt.

"I don't know if Master Wu was poisoned, did you have a meal together? Is Master Wu different?"

"Our family has always had a meal system. The whole family eats together, and it is more lively. That day, it was no different. I remember he was quite happy, and he added another meal. Who would have thought that only a few hours later, at night He developed dysentery and couldn't get out of bed at that time."

Recalling the scene of her son's accident, the old lady felt a little hurt. She lowered her head and wiped her tears several times, her eyes were red. Losing a child in old age is really a great hardship in life.

"The old lady still remembers, who was the servant who served Mr. Wu that day? Do you usually have a fixed staff to prepare vegetables?"

"It's Ruyan, the second-class maidservant around Mrs. Zhang, and she's not usually fixed. She's always the maidservant who is close to everyone."

Jiang Jiuying asked a few more questions, said goodbye and left, and went to find Zhao Dongli.

Seeing that his sweetheart took the initiative to find him, Zhao Dongli was a little excited. If he had a tail, he would be wagging happily now.

"Are you tired? Sit down and try this superb Dahongpao. Do you like black tea?"

"Thank you. I'm not particular about tea, I like all the good ones. I wonder if Mr. Zhao might use Feimo? My daughter wants to ask him something."

It turned out that he didn't come to find himself.Zhao Dongli's bright eyes were a little dark, and he turned around lightly to look at Feimo.

Fei Mo's whole body tensed up, and he couldn't help but want to cry, why does the young master look like he's eating people?Miss Jiang, why are you looking for me?
"If you want to ask, just ask. What's mine is yours. There's no need to be so polite." Zhao Dongli's face changed instantly when he turned around, and he was so gentle that water dripped out.

? ? ?Mr. Zhao is weird, what the hell is mine is yours?Do we know each other well?

"Brother Feimo, I heard that you have been spying on the Wu family some time ago, but have you ever been on the roof of Mrs. Wu?"

"I've been." Fei Mo didn't dare to say a word, for fear that the young master who was watching him would be jealous.

"Then, did the old lady behave abnormally? For example, did she say that she was not close to her son?"

"Not really. She is very sad. It is the kind of lifeless sadness where life has no meaning."

"At that time, Wu Yue hadn't died yet, right?"

"Never."

Wu Yue died suddenly, and the timing of the murderer's attack was ingenious. It was the time when Jiang Wenyuan came to pick up his children. Feimo naturally followed Zhao Dongli to chase his wife, so there was no time to listen to people around the corner.

"Could it be that Jiuying suspects that the murderer is Master Wu's biological mother?" Zhao Dongli didn't sound right. Why did Jiang Jiuying's questions go to the old lady?
"No, I just think her reaction is a bit strange. Mrs. Wu and Aunt Sanfang haven't asked yet, so I can't draw conclusions now. Maybe I'm overthinking, and everyone expresses sadness in different ways."

It is also possible that after she heard that Mrs. Wu slammed the government's grievance drum and sued her son for disobedience and unfilial piety, she felt that the mother and son's way of getting along was extremely weird, so she was a little preconceived when she asked.

After all, a tiger's poison does not eat its offspring, and it is because of a rift between mother and child due to adoption or childbearing. It is impossible for a mother to kill her only son, right?

Um?What did Mr. Zhao call her just now?

(End of this chapter)