I am born with insufficiency

Chapter 113

Usually during the autopsy, Gu Buquan always felt that the face of the deceased was telling her something, but Wang Ma gave her the feeling that she was trying to hide something.

Why was her sorrow more than the pain the poison brought her?And why did she clenched her teeth so hard that she refused to make a cry for help?

"She knew the murderer, and he was the one she tried to protect?"

Gu Buquan was taken aback by his own thoughts.

Over the years, she has sold coffins, collected corpses, carved tombstones with her master, and investigated several murder cases. This is the first time she has seen the dead and tried to hide it for the murderer. Who is the murderer?

"Let's go, Lord Shangshu is still waiting to drink tea together."

Seeing Gu Buquan staring blankly at Wang Ma's body, General Rong began to urge him again, and at the same time sent Cha Xiaoer to the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen to report the case.

"The people from the Jingzhao government office will be here soon, and they are all good at investigating cases. They will definitely give Mrs. Wang Ma justice. Don't worry, grandma."

General Rong is killing it first and playing it later. The Jingzhao government office can't ignore the case after it's taken over. Then he has nothing to do with the case. Wouldn't he be happy?

Gu Buquan gave him a blank look, but still wanted to ask Lord Shangshu first.

At this time, someone yelled: "Students, please do your best, and the God Detective Department doesn't care about homicide cases."

It sounds like the failure of scholars to make progress has nothing to do with the murder case, but it has stabbed the soft hearts of these scholars.

The examination hall in the capital is like a battlefield, thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge, and there are very few students who make the list in each round of Enke. They come with hope, and many students return with disappointment.

Most of the people present are from poor families, who can guarantee that one day they will not starve to death on the street?

They quickly rushed to the door of Xichen Tea House and asked the Shang Shu inside to come out and investigate the murderer thoroughly, and give justice to the dead Wang Ma.

Gu Buquan was stunned.

Although the person who shouted was with a strong Cantonese accent, she could still hear a familiar smell.

"Master, is that you?"

The voice didn't sound again, and the drumming noise of the scholars' shouts filled my ears.

"Although the people are divided into three, six, and nine classes, the life of a beggar is also a life. Mrs. Wang and Ma are also the family of our scholars. Now she died for no reason, and the arresting department ignored her. Master Shang Shu didn't care about it. "

"That's right, the poisonous green tea cake came from Xichen Tea House, and Master Shen should also come out and give everyone an explanation."

The scholars were all filled with righteous indignation, but the Xichen Tea House was peaceful.

No matter how ups and downs there are outside, it doesn't affect the "celebrities and Confucians" in the tea house to continue drinking tea and talking.

For them, it was nothing more than the death of a beggar. In the vast world, this kind of thing had long been used to, and they didn't even have the interest to take a look.

They are people but not ordinary people. They regard themselves as noble and have nothing to do with high-ranking officials like Lord Shangshu. At the same time, they also look down on the lowest level of the people who camp out every day to fill their stomachs, let alone the one who died was a beggar.

The so-called matter has nothing to do with oneself, and it is understandable for celebrities who are not officials or civilians.

But Lord Shangshu sat down and continued to drink tea so calmly, which made Gu Buquan unable to understand.

"This look of annoyed master questioning crimes, who is going to make Miss Buquan unhappy?"

Master Shang Shu glanced at Gu Buquan, then at General Rong, and asked slowly while sipping tea.

"Does your lord not care about someone's life?" Gu Buquan asked back.

Master Shang Shu put down the teacup and said with a smile: "I am concerned, but I don't have to ask."

"But you are an official, not an ordinary citizen. Now that Mrs. Wang and Ma have died right under your nose, don't you just ask?"

"I have to ask, but it's not up to me to ask."

Master Shang Shu nodded, not in a hurry or annoyed at all, he just raised his eyes and asked General Rong.

"Have you reported to the Beijing Zhaofu?"

"My lord, Cha Xiaoer has already sent the report." General Rong replied calmly.

"Well."

Master Shang Shu got up and walked out of Xichen Tea House, and the noisy scene immediately quieted down.

"I have heard and understood everyone's appeals."

Wang Shangshu is worthy of being a leader among men, facing the heckles of many scholars, he still does not change his face.

"Just now, you said that the people are divided into three, six, nine, but you know that the officials are also divided into three, six, or nine? I am the official of the Ministry of Rites, and I am in charge of ceremonies and imperial examination affairs. As for investigating cases, one is not my job, and the other is not my specialty. Blindly fooling around. The public security affairs of the capital are originally in charge of the Jingzhao Mansion. Shouldn't the world be in chaos?"

"You are all people who have read poetry and books, and you will also follow the officialdom in the future. If you don't even understand the principles of performing your duties, then this official advises you to pack your bags and go home immediately, and don't enter the examination room. Because even if you are lucky enough to be on the list and seek a half-time official position, you will definitely die in the official position in the future. This is not an official's alarmist talk, this is the most reasonable saying, and you must keep it in mind."

All the scholars were ashamed when they heard the words, and they were all silent, even the scholar who said strange things did not say a word.

Gu Buquan listened to Master Shangshu's words, and it seemed that there was some truth in it, the so-called shrimps have shrimps, crabs have crabs, she understands this truth.

I can't help but respect Lord Shangshu, compared to the one or two gold in Qingzhou Prefecture who likes to go to the scene of the crime and judge the case blindly, Lord Shangshu is many times stronger.

"I'm not criticizing Mr. Shang Shu, but I feel that the Shenhun Department has neglected to investigate the case, which is a failure of its responsibility."

After a long time, a scholar said.

Master Shang Shu glanced at General Rong and smiled slightly.

"You guys don't know that the Jingzhao God Detective Division is directly under the control of the imperial palace. It only obeys the orders of the Holy One and only investigates major and important cases. Although a beggar's life is also a life, a beggar's case does not need God's arrest. The Secretary took over. He has sent people to the government office to report the case in time, and there is no problem."

Master Shangshu ignored those scholars after finishing speaking, and turned back to the tea house to continue drinking tea with a flick of his sleeves.

"Everyone, please rest assured that people from the Jingzhao government office will be here soon. If it is found that there is something involved with this tea house, I will have no doubts and will give the deceased an explanation."

Master Shen put down this sentence, and left in a hurry, leaving those scholars with their heads downcast, on the contrary, they scattered or stayed, and complained to each other.

"The current Taozhuang case has no clues, no clues at all, Mr. Director is already troubled enough about this, with his head on his waistband and worrying day and night whether he will be able to catch it, how can he have the mind and energy to take care of other cases? ?”

General Rong sat down with a grievance written all over his face.

"If the end general didn't have a few cups of tea with Master Shangshu, he would be worried to death sooner or later."

"Stop talking nonsense." Lord Shangshu glared at General Rong.

General Rong immediately closed his mouth, got up and poured tea for Gu Buquan himself, and moved fruit snacks in front of her to please her.

"Miss Inquan, come here, eat green tea cake. Don't worry, this one is definitely not poisonous."

Wouldn't General Rong look down on himself if he didn't eat?What's more, the green tea cake is still so crystal clear and lovable, you can't even pick it up and bite it.

But she stopped quickly, and said with a puzzled look: "No."

Both General Rong and Master Shen were taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Gu Buquan said, "This one doesn't smell like wine."

Master Shen breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Today, the pastry chef had a whim and added a few drops of white wine when making green tea cakes, just for Mr. Shang Shu to try new ones. Just now, Mr. Cai said that the taste is good, and I am planning to tell the chef Tomorrow, I will start making some more for other seats to taste. Miss, don’t you like the smell of wine?”

"Uh... no, the wine tastes delicious."

Gu Buquan prevaricated, took another bite of the green tea cake, and chewed it carelessly, while her heart was tight and tight, and trembling slightly.

Because, she probably already understood who the murderer was.

(End of this chapter)