Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 195
Yao Siqin is in poor health?

Hehe, this looks like the person they are looking for!
"Then let's focus on this Yao Siqin." See if he has been in bed for a long time and is dying of illness.

As long as this point can be confirmed, it is not difficult to search for a small official's house after reporting to Shangshu.

Didn't they analyze before that the first scene of their murder should be the murderer's own home, a relatively quiet and hidden place like a cellar?
It's really hard to see that the children of the Yao family can be so vicious.

"But Yao Jingjun is a fifth-rank official, how did his social circle coincide with the nine deceased?" Jiang Jiuying was puzzled.

Wary of strangers is something that every normal person has.If Yao Jingjun was really the murderer, how could he, a tall and strong adult man, let these nine people with different identities feel at ease to follow him?This unscientific.

"If he really did it, just ask him himself. Brother, did you send someone to watch his house and look for evidence first, or should we go and search directly?"

The relationship between the officials of the six ministries is very delicate. Although the Ministry of Rites is an idler, it is not the master who can be bullied. In particular, Jiang Xun, a servant who just turned in a while ago, was gifted by the Ministry of Punishment. Uiro.

One might easily be labeled as partisan, and then the yellow mud would fall into the crotch, which is difficult to explain.

"Naturally, it is best to have some evidence first. Send two people to keep an eye on the Yao family, and let's inquire about the Yao family first. You go to find Yao Lijie, and I will ask his familiar colleagues. Mr. Jiang, you and Qianyuan will go back and wait for the news." Zhao Dongzhu quickly arranged the next action plan, and everyone naturally had no objections.

The waiting time is always long. In the middle of the night, Fei Mo appeared quietly in tights, bringing bad news.

"Master Jiang, just today, Yao Siqin died."

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room in the morning, Yao Siqin finally took his last breath.He was so thin that only skin and bones remained, with blue veins protruding under the skin, making him look extremely hideous.

The smell of blood in the room was quite heavy, and the pool of red to black blood on the ground beside the bed showed the painful struggle he had gone through before he died.

It has been several years, and Yao Siqin has never been able to leave this bed, even a simple gesture of relief, without anyone helping him, he would faint.

His body was weak and his life was without quality. Yao Siqin struggled to survive day after day and night.He often cannot sleep peacefully day and night, and his body hurts to the extreme even when he breathes.

More than once, he begged his father and said: "Let me die, it is really too painful to live." In a sentence of more than ten words, he had to rest four or five times before he could barely express his meaning.

God knows how he survived the hundreds of sleepless nights. If he didn't know that his father had nothing but himself, and that his father had no way to live alone after his death, he would have passed away long ago.

But a terminal illness is a terminal illness, and it cannot be changed by manpower. He can endure the pain, but sooner or later, he will not be able to survive.

It doesn't matter, he tried his best, and in the last moments, he felt that the pain in his whole body disappeared, and he was truly relieved.

It turned out that it was good to be able to die.

Yao Jingjun stood by his son's bed blankly, the hand he was holding was slowly getting cold.

"Siqin, Siqin, talk, how can you leave me? How can you all leave me? No, no!" Yao Jingjun looked crazy, he held his son's body in his arms, Can't stop calling.

The response is naturally no response.

"Siqin, wait a minute, I've found an immortal to save you for my father!" He casually wiped the tears off his face and went out.

The secret guard of Duke Dingguo's mansion, who had just been sent to keep an eye on Yao's family, struggled for a while between following Yao Jingjun and investigating the mansion, and chose the latter.

No matter what Yao Jingjun was going to do, his son's body hadn't been restrained, he would come back anyway, and it was more important to find evidence.

As a direct descendant of the Yao family, Yao Jingjun did not live in the Yao mansion, but now lives in the dowry under his mother's name. The yard is not big, with only two entrances, but the location is very good, across the street is the Gongyuan.

Therefore, there are small courtyards around here, most of which are owned by dignitaries and nobles, and they do not live in them themselves.

Except for the overcrowding during the Spring Festival, the place is extremely quiet at other times, and there are not many permanent residents. At least the vicinity of the Yao family's house is empty. Yao Jingjun and his son have lived here for nearly 20 years.

He had a falling out with his family. As for the reason for the falling out, because of the age, it is unknown whether it is related to the case, and there is no way to verify it. In short, Yao Jing has never regarded himself as a son of the Yao family for so many years, and his own children have never been on the Yao family tree. , Zhao Dongli found out all this information after finding his former playmate and pouring him a lot of water.

While hooking Zhao Dongli's shoulder, Yao Lijie said in a daze, "My family doesn't tell me, hmph, but there is always something to ask!"

As the eldest grandson of the Yao family, he naturally has privileges. He smiled like a cat who stole the fish: "I tell you, don't tell others!"

He leaned into Zhao Dongli's ear mysteriously: "My fourth uncle is a seed of infatuation! The woman he likes, the whole family was ordered by the emperor!"

"My fourth uncle decided not to marry for the rest of his life. No matter how much my grandmother cried, made trouble and hanged herself, she even moved out. Later, she brought back a wild child and said that she would recognize her as her name."

"How can the blood of the Yao family be tarnished? My grandfather and my father couldn't tolerate him, and almost opened the ancestral hall to expel him, but it was my grandmother who couldn't bear it and stopped him."

"After that, I've given up on this incomprehensible young son. He can do whatever he wants. Anyway, the Yao family still has three sons, so let's just pretend they never had a fourth."

"That bastard is actually a sick child. He learned to drink medicine before he could eat. My fourth uncle was very nervous about him. He was really afraid of melting in his mouth and afraid of falling when he held it in his hand. like a girl."

"When I was ignorant when I was young, I always bullied him." Zhao Dongli rolled his eyes when he heard what he said. Your old man was still ignorant when he was thirteen or fourteen?You really have the face to say it.

"Later, his health became worse and worse, and he couldn't even get out of bed." Yao Lijie also blushed slightly when he talked about his frivolous youth: "We all know that he will not live long, but our grandparents won't let us see him. He, so as not to be overly sick, let alone ask them to go home."

In his opinion, a family is connected by blood. Yao Siqinyue grows up to look more like his fourth uncle. He is undoubtedly his own. Why can't the family accommodate him?
(End of this chapter)