Song Dynasty female artist

"It doesn't matter who I learned from, if you don't tell me, I will stay here tonight."

Su Yixin got up and patted Li Duanyuan's shoulder: "Okay, then I won't accompany you!"

Li Duanyuan: "..."

All right, if you don't accompany me, there will be Gu Ziyuan.

As a result, when he looked at Gu Qingjue, Gu Qingjue had already walked away.

"You two husband and wife, one is more cruel than the other, so you really leave me here?"

"Oh, Mr. Li, stop shouting. It's time for the neighbors to rest."

Uncle Jiang trotted over quickly and reminded Li Duanyuan: "Are you going to stay here or let me take you out?"

"go back."

Su's mansion is so close to the eldest princess's mansion, there is no need to stay at home and come here to sleep.

If you don't say it, don't say it, can he die of curiosity?

Anyway, Gu Ziyuan will investigate this case with him tomorrow.

On the second day, Li Duanyuan got up early, rode to Su Mansion, and went to Kaifeng Mansion with Gu Qingjue to report.

"Look, buddy, I'm so mean. It's not like you, so disregarding brother's feelings, let me scratch my head all night."

Gu Qingjue was riding on the horse, looking at Li Duanyuan with a smile: "Then you thought about it all night, what did you think of?"

"Don't tell me that I really thought of something, but I just don't know if it's right or not."

Gu Qingjue: "Let's listen."

"Look, the difference between the dead woman and the man is only three days. The woman's family doesn't go to the grave to see her daughter every year on the death day. But the relationship with the man's family is okay. I heard that the man's family still donates money. Several times at the woman's house!"

Li Duanyuan looked at Gu Qingjue after speaking.

Gu Qingjue signaled Li Duanyuan to continue, Li Duanyuan was encouraged by Gu Qingjue, and he became more energetic: "Well, I passed by the woman's house once, and I heard from the old lady next door that the woman has actually married that man. I'm curious about this, the men are already dead, how to marry?"

"Gongjin, you grew up in the capital, and you were so well protected by the Eldest Princess. You may have never heard of an extremely cruel custom among the people."

"what?"

"A Yin marriage."

Li Duanyuan's voice was a little trembling: "What, what? Is it what I think?"

Gu Qingjue nodded and said: "Among the people, the marriage between the dead and the dead is not so cruel. The most cruel thing is that a living person is sold into the man's house and buried with the dead man."

"Fuck me, how can you be so cruel!"

Li Duanyuan suddenly realized: "Master Wu must have guessed that the girl was sold to the man's family for a yin marriage, so he said that the coffin of the woman who had been dead for three years was to be opened to verify whether the woman was in her tomb."

"Yes."

"I see."

After the two finished talking, they arrived at Kaifeng Mansion.

Wearing a purple official robe, Wu Yu led Chen Pingsan and Wang Han out, saw Gu Qingjue and Li Duanyuan who were about to dismount, and waved: "It's just right, let's go to Baiyun Village together now."

Baiyun Village is the village where the beheaded woman lived.

It is near the Guanyinyuan Bridge, and it is about to go out of the outer city to the south.

When a few people arrived, the woman's father was carrying a tiger shovel on his shoulder, and it seemed that he was about to go out to hoe the ground.

Seeing them coming, the naked eye is not welcome.

"Officer, my mother is dead, you don't catch the murderer, you run to my house every day, do you suspect that the murderer is us?"

"Ren Dahai, that's not what we mean. We came to you just to ask about what happened three years ago."

Ren Dahai's face became more and more gloomy: "What happened three years ago? There was nothing wrong with my house three years ago. My lord, I have said everything I need to say. I beg you, hurry up and find the murderer, and don't come to my house again."

"Ren Dahai, I would like to ask how was your relationship with your mother before your daughter died?"

Ren Dahai took off the tiger shovel from his shoulder, held the handle of the tiger shovel, and looked at Gu Qingjue: "Who are you?"

"I am Gu Ziyuan, the privy secretary, and I am ordered by the Holy Order to assist Mr. Wu in investigating this case."

"Holy, holy order? Are the officials aware of this case?"

Gu Qingjue kept staring at Ren Dahai's face, and saw that he was flustered visible to the naked eye. Taking advantage of this sense of oppression, he continued: "Your mother's murder was not an ordinary murder, and it is very likely to be related to your daughter's death. Now, I Master Wu needs you to take us to your daughter's grave and open the coffin for inspection!"

"No, no!"

After Gu Qingjue finished speaking, a woman rushed out of the room.

Seeing that she was about the same age as Ren Dahai, she should be the mother of the dead woman.

"My lords, well, Xiaofang has been dead for three years, and she has been buried in the ground. Now I have to dig her grave. What if, if something strange happens to disturb the undead, what can I do?"

Gu Qingjue glanced at Wu Yu.

He was only assisting in the investigation and handling of the case. I believe Mr. Wu must be suspicious of this family, otherwise he would not have thought of opening the coffin for an autopsy.

Now it's up to Mr. Wu to insist.

"Jin Shi, we are not here today to discuss with you, but to inform you, take us to your daughter's grave now."

Jin Shi was taken aback by Wu Yu's attitude.

They are the family members of the victim, and they are the sufferers. Mr. Wu is known as loving the people like a son. When he asked questions before, he was very gentle. It was the first time he was so serious.

People are afraid of officials, this is engraved in the bones.

Jin's legs were weak and he looked at his man.

Hope he can stop it.

Then Ren Dahai gritted his teeth and finally agreed.

"Father, you are crazy!"

"I don't have anything about Xiaofang... I can't hide it. I want to know who killed my mother right now."

Jin was going to go to Xiaofang's cemetery with them.

But there is still a young boy in the family, who looks five or six years old, a boy who is quite strong, hiding behind the door, watching them with twinkling eyes.

Ren Dahai took them to the cemetery, and Gu Qingjue intentionally walked beside Ren Dahai on the way.

"Ren Dahai, does your son usually play alone?"

When Ren Dahai saw that Gu Qingjue asked his son, the feeling of rejection in his body subsided a lot, and he shook his head: "No, it's just that in the past half month, he doesn't like to go out very much."

Ren Dahai sighed: "It's normal, who made my mother do this, who dares to come and go with my family now, children want to play with Xiaohutou, but before they start playing, they are called back by their parents gone."

"I can understand."

Gu Qingjue said: "But if you think about it carefully, it was after your mother's incident that they stopped playing with Xiaohutou, or did Xiaohutou not go out much before it happened?"

Ren Dahai really started to think seriously.

Thinking about it, he found out that before her mother died, his son didn't seem to go out, timidly, always following him, and if he wanted to go out to work, he would never leave his mother.

For this reason, his daughter-in-law also talked about it, how come the older the child is, the less courageous he is?