Song Dynasty female artist

But later, her mother was beheaded in her own room, and blood flowed everywhere.

He still has lingering fear of that scene.

His son didn't go out, so he didn't think there was a problem.

Now that Mr. Gu is asking this question, it seems that something is wrong with his son.

The child had never seen his grandmother before she died, but others said, how could he understand what it would be like to have a severed head at such a young age.

You shouldn't be afraid.

Even if others don't take the initiative to come to him, he will run to the river, beside the well, and play by himself in the grass.

Instead of staying away from him and his mother.

Is it?

"No, no, no, impossible."

Ren Dahai broke out in a cold sweat from his thoughts: "He is only five years old, how is that possible."

Li Duanyuan was baffled by Ren Dahai's sudden shout: "Ren Dahai, what is impossible, what did you think of?"

"No, no, I didn't think about anything."

Gu Qingjue asked Li Duan to go forward, he and Ren Dahai were a few steps behind, and said softly: "Xiao Hutou is still young, of course it is impossible. But the people he knows are not necessarily."

Ren Dahai staggered forward in fright, but fortunately Gu Qingjue grabbed him.

"Master Gu, what exactly do you mean by this sentence? You mean, Xiao Hutou knew the murderer who killed my mother?"

"That's all I said."

Gu Qingjue pointed to the tomb not far away, and changed the subject: "Is it right there?"

Ren Dahai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and swallowed the saliva down his throat with great effort, his expression already a little dazed.

"Ren Dahai, is it this?"

Chen Sanping, who was walking in front, came over and confirmed the location of Xiaofang's grave with Ren Dahai.

"Huh? Oh, yes, this is it."

Li Duanyuan murmured: "You haven't come here for three years, but your memory is quite good."

Ren Dahai said with a little embarrassment: "After all, she is my daughter. Although I am sad that she died of illness, and I don't want to make love, but how can I not remember it in my heart."

Gu Qingjue saw Ren Haihai's expression, which did not seem to be hypocritical.

Doubts arose in my heart.

Did he think wrong?

Wu Yu and Gu Qingjue were equally puzzled, but at this point in the matter, many things cannot be determined without opening the coffin.

He said to Chen Ping and the others in a deep voice, "Prepare to dig."

There were a total of twelve yamen servants, each with a shovel, and the speed was very fast. The little girl's grave was a shallow grave, and within two quarters of an hour, the coffin was exposed.

"Master Wu, the digging has already been done."

Wu Yu looked up at the sun in the sky, it was almost the hottest time, so he told Chen Pingsan to prepare to open the coffin.

Xiaofang's coffin looks cheap.

Three years later, a lot of rot was found. The thin coffin slabs only needed Chen Pingsan and Wang Han to push up the cracked slits with spades, and the coffin lid came loose.

Wang Han pushed back harder, and the person standing above could clearly see the situation in the coffin.

As Wu Yu and Gu Qingjue guessed, Xiaofang's coffin was empty.

"How come, how can this happen?"

Surprised, Ren Dahai threw away the tiger shovel in his hand, jumped down the big hole dug out, lay down on the coffin, and touched the wooden boards inside the coffin with his hands.

But he rummaged through all the clothes in the coffin several times, still nothing.

"Impossible, I put Xiaofang in with my own hands."

Ren Dahai shouted, feeling extremely emotional: "Is my daughter alive, she woke up and crawled out of the coffin."

"Ren Dahai, calm down."

"My lord, that's my daughter. I put her in with my own hands. Now there's no bones left. How can you calm me down! I'm going to find Xiaofang, Xiaofang must still be alive."

Ren Dahai stumbled, turned around and wanted to run.

He was knocked out by Wang Han with a knife in his hand.

Wang Han's hands were not heavy, they took Ren Hairen back to his home and put him on the bed, and he woke up within a quarter of an hour.

In this quarter of an hour.

Jin didn't cry or make trouble, and didn't even ask Ren Dahai why he fainted, but just sat in front of the bed with her son in his arms, lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Ayun!"

Ren Dahai opened his eyes and called for Jin.

Only then did Jin let go of the little tiger's head and helped Ren Dahai to sit up.

"Dahai, are you alright?"

Ren Dahai was stunned for a few breaths, and suddenly took Jin's hand: "Ah Yun, do you know that Xiaofang is gone, and she is not in the coffin."

Ren Dahai's hands were very strong, and he was a man, Jin's half of his body was shaken by him.

But Gu Qingjue noticed that Ah Fang stopped talking.

He rubbed the thumb and forefinger of his left hand.

Judging by Jin's reaction, she must know something.

"Jin Shi, until now, you still haven't brought the truth, where is Xiaofang's body!"

Kim's body trembled.

Ren Dahai also came to his senses and stared at Jin Shi: "Ah Fang, what's going on, do you know where Xiaofang is? Talk..."

Jin Shi pursed her lips, feeling distressed.

Tears fell down: "Dahai, don't ask me, okay?"

"Xiaofang is our daughter, how can I not ask if she is not dead, you take me to find her."

Ren Dahai pulled Jin Shi to go out.

Jin refused, and pulled the little tiger's head back: "Dahai, you carried Xiaofang into the coffin. Don't you know if she is dead or not? What nonsense are you talking about now! Xiaofang's The body is not in the coffin, maybe someone stole the body, the official is not just investigating the case of the mother-in-law, let's investigate together with this."

Wu Yu, who has been silent all this time, will be really angry: "Mr. Jin, if you don't tell the truth, then you can go back to Kaifeng Mansion with me, and see if you still say the same when you get to the court."

"Master Wu..."

Ren Dahai shouted and looked at Jin again: "What do you mean?"

Wu Yu said with a straight face: "Thirteen miles to the west, there is a Jiangnan village. There is a family in the village. The owner is Zhang Youxiang. His son Zhang Qingle also died three years ago, three days earlier than your daughter. You Do you have an impression?"

When Wu Yu said it, he was looking at Jin from the corner of his eye.

Seeing that she was obviously more flustered than before, he knew that his guess was correct.

"My lord said, I have some impressions, but we are not familiar with each other. After his son died, he came to my house once. I was working in the field and came home. The couple left in a hurry, and they just had a simple fight. Hello."

Li Duanyuan put his left hand on the handle of the knife and took a step forward, more bluffing than Wu Yu: "Not familiar? If your two families are not familiar, why should they give money to your family many times in the past three years?"

"Zhou Ji? What does your lord mean by that?"

"It's money for your family. According to my investigation, the Zhang family has given your family about ten taels of silver in a row."

"impossible."

Ren Dahai shook his head: "I have never accepted money from others."