Song Dynasty female artist

Zhang Wanqing said: "Now that he's dead, I'm actually not sad at all. It's just that he is my natal family. If I don't express anything, won't outsiders think I'm cold-blooded and heartless?"

Jia Shi asked, "What is the lady going to do?"

"I'm in the palace, what else can I do? The officials haven't come to the Hall of Renming for several days. If you want to know the specific situation, you can only ask others."

"Mom, send a message to let Mrs. Xue enter the palace."

"Wang Gongchen's wife?"

Zhang Wanqing nodded: "That's right, it's her. Last time, in order to curry favor with me, she gave me a lot of good things. I know she wanted to find a backer. This person is a little clever. Now that I take the initiative to announce her to the palace, she will definitely send her back to the palace in the near future." Find out what happened before entering the palace."

The news was handed out in the morning, and Xiao Xue did not enter the palace until late.

"I have met Zhang Meiren."

"Don't be so polite, sit down!"

Zhang Wanqing was referring to the seat next to her, Xiao Xue was flattered.

"I don't know if Zhang Meiren asked the concubine to come, what advice do you have?"

"Mr. Xue, since you want to make friends with me, don't hide it. Have a good time. You know why I let you enter the palace at this time."

Xiao Xue's face flushed slightly.

She is not polite.

Who knew that Zhang Meiren was so straightforward.

"Ms. Zhang, before I entered the palace, I didn't know much about Mr. Zhang being killed. Wu Yu, the prefect of Kaifeng, kept it a secret. Even my lord couldn't find out more. But... "

Zhang Wanqing gave Xiao Xue a very unhappy look.

Little Xue didn't dare to take Qiao anymore, and continued: "There is a rumor in the market that the person who killed Mr. Zhang didn't just kill people, but for revenge."

Little Xue said while paying attention to Zhang Wanqing's face.

Seeing that she wasn't angry, he continued, "I also heard that Wu Yu invited his wife, who was ordered by the privy secretary, to have a fortune teller."

Hearing this, Zhang Wanqing looked at Mrs. Xue: "The government handles the case, and even fortune-telling is required?"

"No."

Xiao Xue continued with disdain: "The wife of the privy secretary is called Su Yixin. She is less than sixteen. Even if she is a fortune teller, how much ability does she have at such a young age? This Mr. Gu wanted to curry favor with Wu Yu, so he used his own The wife pushes it out."

Speaking of the latter, Xiao Xue's tone was ambiguous.

Xiao Xue did it on purpose.

I heard from my husband that this privy order is very important to the officials, otherwise Gu Qingjue would not have given up this opportunity to investigate the case.

Originally, the government had been slack on the matter of innovation.

But for some unknown reason, a few days ago they began to drastically eliminate officials and reform the administration. Several members of her natal family were dismissed, and she was holding this feeling in her heart.

Zhang Meiren's favor deepened, if she could intervene, the case would not go so smoothly.

Or directly objecting to Gu Qingjue's investigation of this case will have some impact on his official career, and it will also affect his image in the hearts of officials.

But after she finished speaking, Zhang Wanqing just breathed a sigh of relief.

Say, "I see."

There is no more text.

This made Mr. Xue feel embarrassed.

Xiao Xue left the palace feeling very unhappy, and when she got home, she told Wang Gongchen what happened today: "Husband, this beauty just asked about Zhang's situation when she announced me into the palace, and she didn't say anything else. What exactly does that mean?"

Wang Gongchen said impatiently: "How many times have I told you not to go into the palace to curry favor with the concubines, but why don't you listen?"

When Xiao Xue heard what Wang Gongchen said, he stood up angrily and expressed his dissatisfaction: "Who am I doing this for? It's not for you. Look what Ouyang Xiudu said about you. Now everyone in the court is Treat this as a joke, and your reputation will be ruined."

"The Qing is self-clearing. I married you after your sister died. It was not your fault that the child fell ill and died. Those people said in front of me that I would fight back and I don't need you to do anything."

Xue Yuqi turned around.

It seems to be dissatisfaction with Wang Gongchen's attitude, but it is actually a guilty conscience.

He decided to marry her after discussing with his father after his sister's death, but she wasn't!

It's just this that she can't talk about.

Xue Yuqi went to the inner room angrily, it's fine if Wang Gongchen doesn't help, she can do a lot of things by herself, can't she!
When Su Yixin saw Zhang Youxiang's body, he was in Yizhuang.

She wasn't called by Gu Qingjue, but Li Duanyuan dragged her here.

He just felt very evil.

"Sister and sister, I did the autopsy and said that the head was severed by a sharp knife, but I can be sure that the man did not have any weapons on him, and there was no weapon in Zhang Youxiang's room. What did the murderer use to cut off Zhang Youxiang's head so neatly?"

This means that Jin Wuzuo is not there.

If he was there, he would be so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"San'er, you saw it most clearly yesterday. Did that man only have a pair of obscene pants left on his body? Where did he hide his murderous knife?"

Li Duanyuan felt that he was too smart.

This question was the first that came to his mind.

Even Gu Qingjue did not raise any doubts in this regard.

Regarding this point, Chen Pingsan agreed very much: "That's right, the person at that time was indeed..., the possibility of the pit containing the murder weapon is unlikely."

Su Yixin looked calmly at Zhang Youxiang, who was separated from the corpse.

She carefully inspected the very flat incision, and found that there was indeed an extremely faint evil spirit remaining on it.

Just very light.

In this charity village, it is easy to be overlooked.

If the ghost used the extremely strong yin energy to turn it into a sword and cut off Zhang Youxiang's head, even after several hours, there should still be a lot of yin energy left in the incision.

If not, that ghost will have a lower level of cultivation, and he will not be able to separate a person's corpse with just the evil spirit.

Looking at it this way, it is indeed suspicious.

Su Yixin thought for a while, then said cautiously: "What I can be sure of is that it wasn't a ghost that killed someone."

Li Duanyuan: "..."

He didn't believe in strange powers and chaos before, but since that experience in the academy, he found that whenever he encountered something that couldn't be explained, he would think in that direction.

I didn't expect it to be.

"If it wasn't for the ghost to kill, how did the weapon used for killing come from?"

Gu Qingjue suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "It's not a ghost who kills, and the other party may not be an ordinary person."

"What do you mean?"

"Nine out of ten murderers are practitioners."

Li Duanyuan was surprised: "How could we catch a cultivator!"

"Who stipulates that a cultivator must be powerful? He needs to act like a ghost and play tricks with you. This person's cultivation level is at the middle stage of foundation building at most, maybe not yet."

With such a cultivation level, it is very likely that even Sister Ming, who has practiced in Wuji Sect for several years, can't beat her.

Because of his low cultivation, Gu Qingjue had no direct contact.

To the point of ignoring that he is a cultivator.