A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 63 063 Lady Case (8)

Teng Chong waited for Yeats to come back to his senses before telling him what he did today, "I have made the people in this house panic. If the murderer is among them, wouldn't we be fish on the chopping board tonight?"

On the day Qinfang was murdered, all the maids and women around the bedroom had their positions, one person at three steps, one post at five steps, and someone killed Qinfang without making any noise under such circumstances. Is it possible?

Teng Chong asked, "When will the chief of Qinfang County dismiss everyone?"

Yeats shook her head: "Being able to do such a thing, all she cares about is life and death, the rest is bullshit."

Although he was on the edge of the upper class, Teng Chong knew about the upper class. He shook his head, sat aside, and sighed heavily.

Since ancient times, there have been quite strict requirements on women. Three obediences and four virtues, obeying the father at home, obeying the husband when married, having children, and caring for the children are the virtues that a woman should have. They can do whatever they want, just like Princess Qinfang, she was killed, but who knows whether the murderer is bad or the murdered is bad?
Yeats sorted out the motives of this case, and roughly divided them into three points:
In a vendetta, Princess Qinfang offended someone, and was given a chance to do it?

Er Jiancai, some people are interested in her property, but Qinfang is the princess after all, and what she can move is definitely not the property on the surface. What kind of shady property does she have? Who knows her shady property, partner , Current husband?
Three contending for favor?or……

"Where's Uncle Qin?" Yeats woke up from his contemplation.

Xiao Quanzi stood at the door and looked into the night, "I haven't come back yet."

"Then I guess I won't be able to come back here tonight."

Suddenly, Yeats asked, "Brother Teng, Shen Wenyan was beheaded without being convicted, right?"

"Yes, the prince was killed. He was a close minister of the prince. Even if he didn't participate, it would be a serious dereliction of duty if the prince was killed. The late emperor killed him together with other criminals in a fit of anger."

"As the son-in-law of Prince Huaiyang, the prince didn't save him?"

Teng Chong shook his head.

When it comes to imperial power, even if the emperor's own daughter is implicated, he can still be killed, let alone a poor son-in-law.

After pondering for a moment, Yeats said, "Brother Teng, help me find the person left behind by Mr. Pei and send a message. Tomorrow morning, I want the list of the three generations of Shen Wenyan's immediate family members, and..."

Teng Chong waited for him to speak.

"How old was he when Tanhua was selected?"

What happened five or six years ago, Teng Chong was in his twenties, and he still has memories of these things, "24, I have five."

"Isn't it common for people to get married at this age?" I heard that the ancients got married early, and most men got married as early as seventeen or eight, or even earlier.

Teng Chong nodded, "Yeah." Suddenly he added, "It's possible for someone like Pei Shaoqing to be 23 and not married, and 24 to [-] without getting married."

"..." Why did it involve Pei Jingning, but: "If you don't get married at such an age, the family won't urge you?" Yeats was quite surprised.

Teng Chong also expressed his surprise, "Who knows?" Maybe there is an unknown hidden disease!

Yeats was not interested in whether Mr. Pei was married. In the reasoning of the case, she added "Chen Shimei", even though "Chen Shimei" was dead, but he was the closest person to Princess Qinfang.

Among the crimes, [-]% are committed by people around us.

Surroundings include but are not limited to relatives, lovers, friends, colleagues, fellow villagers, etc. Shen Wenyan was also Qinfang's closest person. Although he died, Yeats still included him in the scope of criminal investigation.

I would rather spend a little more distraction than lose one more possibility.

The night was long, and Teng Chong couldn't sleep, so he couldn't help asking Yeats, "Brother Ye, you once identified the murderer on the spot before, if the murderer is in front of you, if you look at it tomorrow, can you point it out at a glance?"

Yeats snorted, "I've said it all, don't treat me like a god."

"What happened to the case, can you tell me about it?" Teng Chong was anxious.

Yeats rolled his eyes, "Okay."

Teng Chong sat up from the couch, Yeats was a very cautious person, she would not speak until she was sure, "Is the murderer really in front of me?"

Under the dim butter lamp, the three of them were lying on the spacious couch with their clothes on. Yang Fuquan also sat up excitedly, wanting to listen to the story.

"It doesn't matter whether you face or not..."

"..."

"The important thing is that Qinfang favored him, and he took this opportunity to kill Princess Qinfang."

Teng Chong and Yang Fuquan waited for Yeats to continue with bright eyes, but he stopped, put his hands on the pillow, and lay down to sleep.

"That's it?" Who doesn't know!
"Yes!"

"Gone?"

"Yes, I have!"

"Then tell me quickly!" Teng Chong and Xiao Quanzi were impatient.

Yeats said unhurriedly, "What is the motive of the man who killed Princess Qinfang? Is he here for revenge, or was he hired to kill, or..."

"then what?"

"There is still a reason we don't know..." Yeats fell into the criminal profile again: "He is eight feet tall, strong and healthy, with ancient skin, and when he makes friends with women, he is strong and gentle. , the woman's sense of experience is very good, she can't stop falling for him..."

At this moment, Teng Chong didn't know that Yeats was a woman, let alone that she was an unmarried young lady. After a long time, when he knew that Yeats was an unmarried young lady, he remembered the previous statements about some events between men and women in the case. , that look...

In the end, I could only silently sympathize with someone, why did I just fall in love with such a 'wizard'?

Teng Chong memorized the words "Gu Guanse" firmly in his mind. On the afternoon of the second day, when the steward drove a group of men to the Zhaizi school training ground, he was so excited that he let people open their clothes.

"Hurry up, hurry up, whoever doesn't open up is a suspect..."

Princess Qinfang is dead.

No one wants to be a suspected murderer. At least half of the men here have been checked by the Huaiyang Palace, and some of them were even sent here directly from where they were detained.

In order to get rid of the suspicion, no matter whether the people in Dali Temple humiliated them or not, this is nothing compared to the murderer. Anyway, they serve others with their sex, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Someone took the lead, and everyone didn't feel embarrassed, and almost all opened their clothes one after another, revealing their skin.

There were a few who were still there, Teng Chong asked Zhang Jin and the others to pull them to the front, "Master Ye, is the murderer among these people?"

Yeats glanced.

These men range from tall to short, white-faced scholars, melancholic niches, and rough and powerful types. There are really all types of men, and Princess Qinfang really knows how to enjoy them.

Yeats walked around twice, and stopped in front of a tall and sunny man, "How long have you been serving Princess Qinfang?"

The man's face sank and he refused to answer.

Yeats turned his head and looked at his broad hand, "This hand has done farm work!"

The man shrank into his sleeves suddenly, looking at Yeats with a bit of ferocity in his eyes.

"What's so fierce?" Yeats laughed, "It's great to be a capable general manager of the princess, and have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life."

The man suddenly went berserk and rushed forward to beat Yeats.

Happened unexpectedly.

While everyone was surprised, they suddenly heard a bang, and the handsome boy with tall Yeats head was knocked to the ground.

And the Dali Temple official, who looked like a weak chicken, slowly straightened up, with a calm expression on his face, without panting.

(End of this chapter)