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Chapter 86 Questioning
The three of them sat in the pavilion for an afternoon like this, while Sun Rujin listened to He Lingjiang and Jiang finished chatting about birds, finches, fish and beasts, and then went to chat about the popular tunes recently.

She drank a belly of tea and let out a sigh of relief when Concubine Zhao got up to leave.

"Ling Jiang, what did you find out?"

He Lingjiang said: "This concubine Zhao is worthy of being a singer, and she is very familiar with popular songs."

Sun Rujin frowned: "I heard from the maid next to A-Niang that in order to please Grandpa, even if she entered the mansion, she would often sing some popular songs for Grandpa to listen to. Occasionally, she would take the maid to the teahouse. Sitting down is counted as collecting the wind.”

"In this way, this concubine Zhao has not been out of the house very little."

Nowadays, women are not restricted from going out.Although she was the concubine of Sun Mansion, if she wanted to go out, no one would stop her.

He Lingjiang turned his head and instructed Aman: "Go and ask He Zheng to instruct his subordinates, don't need to guard that house, and withdraw."

"Then can we catch that bird?" Aman asked. After all, there was still a note tied to the bird, so he might find some clues.

"Let's go." To be cautious, He Lingjiang still did not deny this practice, but he knew in his heart that this time he was afraid that he would return without success.

She just mentioned the Queer and the desolate house bluntly, but Concubine Zhao raised her eyebrows slightly, and she never panicked.

Concubine Zhao knew that she was suspicious, so she would be suspicious, and she would send someone to watch.

Even if there are accomplices behind it, how could the news go out at this time, revealing traces?

The bird and the note were just a test.

He Lingjiang was negligent for a while, but ignored this point and asked her to look straight.

Sun Rujin looked from afar in the direction of concubine Zhao's departure: "Since that's the case, she has a guard in her heart, and it's even harder to show her guilt."

"After all, your grandfather has served as the county chief in Linchuan City for nearly ten years." He Lingjiang shook his head slightly, "If he has the heart to check, what's wrong with Concubine Zhao, he will be able to find out sooner or later."

"But grandpa clearly intends to protect her." Sun Rujin felt angry when she thought of grandpa's concern for concubine Zhao.

He Lingjiang smiled lightly: "Jinniang, your grandfather protects her, but you never have any doubts. But if you have doubts about him, then this concubine Zhao will not be able to pass the investigation."

"Can you please call the guard who killed the briquettes last night? Let me ask him a few words."

This Sun Fei was the guard beside Sun Juncheng. He was good at martial arts. He had been by his side since Sun Juncheng was in his late days, and it had been more than ten years since then.

Since he was the person next to the head of the family and was also heavily used, Sun Rujin went to invite him in person out of prudence.

When Sun Fei saw He Lingjiang in the pavilion, he felt terrified. It was because the meaningful eyes of He Qi Niangzi last night were too strong, making him seem to have killed the black cat on purpose.

Fourth Niangzi specially called herself over, presumably this He Qi Niangzi had something to ask.

He bowed to He Lingjiang: "I don't know if He Qiniang called someone to come, but is there something wrong?"

He Lingjiang raised his hand: "Guardian Sun, please take a seat. I still don't know what happened last night, so I want to ask you for advice."

"Ask for two words, I don't dare to take it. He Qi Niang, please say it."

"If that's the case, I'll speak bluntly." He Lingjiang stared into his eyes: "Last night, when Sun guard stabbed the black cat with his sword, did you notice anything strange?"

Sun Fei knew in her heart that she was going to ask about last night. Hearing that, he hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Something really feels wrong."

"I originally wanted to stab the black cat with my sword, and then hold it aside, but when I pulled out the sword, I felt a force coming from behind. stabbed to death."

He Lingjiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Since you noticed something strange, why didn't you say it at the time?"

"When I stabbed the black cat to death, I was also a little dazed. I never thought it would be killed so easily."

He glanced at Sun Rujin secretly: "This is just my vague feeling. At that time, the Fourth Niangzi was questioning me, and when I said it, it was just an excuse, so I didn't say it."

Sure enough.

He Lingjiang confirmed his guess, so he didn't ask any more questions.

When Sun Fei was called by her, she asked a few words, and the seventh lady of the He family only said "I know" and didn't say any more.

He went back to the front yard full of doubts, wondering what she was going to do.

Sun Juncheng was just coming out of the study, and when he saw his suspicious expression, he asked, "Have you just been called by the Seventh Lady of the He Family and Jinniang?"

Sun Fei should be.

"But what's the matter?"

Sun Fei didn't hide the truth from the head of the family, so he came to the truth.

Sun Juncheng folded his hands and narrowed his eyes: "I didn't hear you mention these things last night."

"Don't blame your boss," Sun Fei hurriedly saluted and apologized, "My subordinates are not sure in their hearts, so they didn't dare to speak falsely."

Sun Juncheng waved his hand, "It's your fault, I'm not that kind of person who doesn't distinguish right from wrong. You go down first."

He walked back to the study and sat in front of the desk, frowning thoughtfully.

After a long time, the sun started to slant, and there was a light knock on the door of the study.

"Master Lang, the concubine has stewed pear soup, would you like some?"

The study was where Sun Juncheng dealt with affairs. In this Sun Mansion, except for his wife, no one else could easily enter without his permission.

"come in."

Concubine Zhao was outside the door and heard the answer from the person inside, so she pushed the door and entered.

The best Sydney, stewed for a full hour, and added with stone honey, it is very sweet.

Sun Juncheng took a sip of the spoon and praised, "Not bad."

Concubine Zhao smiled slightly: "Lord Lang just likes it."

When the pear soup was used up, she put all the things into the tray, but did not withdraw. She just looked at Sun Juncheng holding a pen and asked, "Is the master just about to write? The concubine will grind it for you."

As she said that, she put down the tray, dropped a few drops of water into the inkstone, then raised her sleeves to pick up the ink sticks on the table, and started grinding with the ink.

Sun Juncheng smiled: "Just right."

He picked up a pen and wrote a poem on the paper, and asked, "What do you think of my words?"

Concubine Zhao smiled and said: "Master Lang knows that concubine is good at singing, but she only knows how to write. Now let me comment, is it not embarrassing for me? But——"

She turned and said: "From the perspective of the concubine, the words of the master are naturally unmatched."

Sun Juncheng laughed. He was born as a jinshi, and his skill in calligraphy has attracted everyone's admiration.

It's just that this official has been in office for a long time. In addition, in the past year, Linchuan has a lot of affairs. He has been worrying about political affairs all day long, and he has not touched those poems, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, the concubine Zhao said: "I heard that there is a new song coming out in the workshop recently. The concubine wants to listen to it tomorrow. Will the master be free to accompany me to enjoy it together?"

"That's really unfortunate." Sun Juncheng's face was full of regret, "There are still official duties to be handled in the county government office tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you there."

The concubine Zhao smiled softly: "It's okay, then Liniang will go with the grandson, and when the concubine returns, she will sing the new song to the master."

"Isn't it more beautiful to be able to listen to Liniang play and sing by herself than to listen to music in the workshop? In this case, I will wait for you to come back."

Concubine Zhao smiled and said yes, and after the ink in the inkstone was polished, she bowed and retired.

Sun Juncheng looked at her and closed the door with a slight smile, and then he suppressed the smile on his face, stared at the door with his eyes, and was silent for a long time.

(End of this chapter)