Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 37
The almost scribbled clues left Jing Chun at a loss, not even knowing how to proceed with the next step.

Although Jing Chun didn't say anything on the surface, this matter was indeed not as easy to deal with as he imagined. The dead were not alive. Even if they drew portraits, they wouldn't know where to find them?Who would look at a portrait of a dead person carefully and seriously? Besides, Jing Chun doesn't even know what Zhou Lian looks like now.

Jing Chun had no choice but to go back to Jingzhao Mansion first, and saw a woman at the door from a long distance away, Jing Chun thought it was someone, but when she got closer, she realized that this person was the maid next to Liang Lingshu, who seemed to be called Huan'er.

Seeing Jing Chun trotting for a while, Huan'er said, "Painter Jing, I've been waiting for you."

"wait for me?"

Huan'er smiled and said: "My lady is worried that the girl will forget, tomorrow is the big day for the lady, and I hope the girl will remember to drink a glass of wedding wine."

It was only now that Jing Chun remembered this matter, if he didn't remind him, he would really forget it, he was so busy with digging the grave these days, but he forgot about Liang Lingshu's marriage.

After all, I had sent someone to invite him, and it was time to go in person, so I agreed.

Looking at Huan'er's happy expression, she knew that Huan'er was happy for Liang Lingshu. To be honest, Liang Lingshu had really chosen a husband she liked.

It’s not easy to think of all the things that happened to Liang Lingshu...

"I've made a note, and tomorrow I will go to the Liang Mansion to congratulate you."

After Huan'er left, Jing Chun went to Song Yiwen's office to ask for a day off.

Song Yiwen didn't object at all, so he agreed and said, "You've been tired a lot recently, so it's okay to just take a day off."

Just as Jing Chun was about to thank him, Song Yiwen suddenly thought of something and asked, "Did you ask the people below to cremate Bai Qiuxian's body?"

As usual, if the prisoner was not claimed, he would be taken to a mass grave and buried, but Jing Chun arranged a cremation for Bai Qiuxian.

Only then did Jing Chun remember that when Jing Chun heard that Yan Huai's body had been stolen that day, he was worried that Bai Qiuxian's body would do the same, so before leaving, he left an order for cremation to a junior official.

"Your Excellency must have heard that many dead bodies have been stolen in the city in the past few days. The villain is also afraid that this will happen to Bai Qiuxian who was hastily buried in the mass grave, so he ordered cremation."

Song Yiwen frowned, "You always have some sense in doing things. So what did you find out when the body was stolen?"

Jing Chun unconsciously lowered his eyes and shook his head.

Song Yiwen had always been unwilling to be involved in the cases involving the emperor's relatives. He lowered his voice and asked, "I heard that His Royal Highness Prince Li is also investigating this matter?"

Jing Chun nodded, "The body of a deceased servant in Prince Li's mansion was just buried and was stolen the next day."

But from Song Yiwen's point of view, compared with the theft of the corpse, he was more moved by Jiang Hejin's attitude towards this matter. After all, they are officials who can always handle many cases of arrogant and domineering princes and nobles. And Jiang Hejin undoubtedly brought an extremely correct and positive teaching material.

"His Royal Highness King Li really treats people generously. If it were a nobleman, he would have been thrown out of the blue."

Jing Chun, however, had a half-smile expression, and said in his heart: Congratulations to Your Highness Li Wang, you have received another good person card.

Song Yiwen was in trouble again: "The Jingzhao Mansion is really hard to manage this matter..."

Difficult to manage?

"How to say?"

"No one has reported the crime..." Song Yiwen stroked his beard and said, "If the tomb of an ordinary family is stolen, it will be followed by reporting to the official, but the stolen corpses even have a family member who can report to the official." Not at all, tell me, how does the Jingzhao Mansion manage this matter?"

"Your Excellency, what do you mean, so many corpses have been lost, and there is no one to report to the official? Not even the people from Yizhuang to report to the official?"

Song Yi asked: "Yizhuang can avoid this kind of case if he can. No one wants to get into such bad luck."

Song Yiwen sighed secretly, and said: "It's not easy to be a parent officer, even if you want to do it, you can't become a parent. Can this government be the parent officer of the living, or the dead?"

Song Yiwen's tone was full of helplessness, and he was also embarrassed. This kind of case was never easy to come across, and if he did, he didn't know who to seek justice for.

Jing Chun asked, "Why not?"

Song Yiwen was speechless for a moment, and after being quiet for a while, he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Some cases must be judged by the Lord of Hell. This world... is not a place for ghosts..."

Song Yiwen's words were not superstitious words, but genuinely told Jing Chun that some things were not suitable to be dealt with in Yangjian.

Jing Chun was startled, with a moment of resistance in his heart, he lowered his eyes and asked, "My lord, what if I come to report to the government?"

Song Yi asked surprised, "You?"

Without saying a word, Jing Chun took out a pen and paper, and wrote two words "redressing grievances".

Jing Chunluo fell generously on his knees, and presented the "statement paper", "Adults and villains report to officials, corpse robbery case."

"You?" Song Yiwen looked in disbelief and asked, "Does this case have anything to do with you?"

"This case has nothing to do with the villain," Jing Chun replied, "It's just that the adults taught the villain to work for the Jingzhao Mansion. Now that something happened in the capital, how can the Jingzhao Mansion stay abroad? The villain can't bear to have no freedom after death. I can't help myself, may I ask, if everything is like this, is it possible that everything will be judged by Lord Yan?"

Song Yiwen was a little annoyed, and said, "You don't have any clue about this case, what's the use of reporting to the police?"

Jing Chun didn't mean to back down at all, but instead said: "Whether you have a clue is one thing, whether you report it to the official or not is another matter. This case is tried by the Lord of Hell, but it is tried here by Jingzhao Mansion. That’s people!”

Looking at the indomitable woman in front of him, Song Yiwen frowned slightly, and tried to discuss: "Jing Chun, don't be arrogant, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Jing Chun recalled the image of the grave being dug in his mind, and seemed to be more confident, saying, "Now that I am running around because of this case, it is related to me."

Song Yiwen looked at the pleading paper that Jing Chun held up, but he didn't dare to take it for a long time, with a trace of concern in his eyes, "Are you really like this?"

"Really."

Song Yiwen sighed, and after hesitating again and again, he still took the pleading paper from Jing Chun's hand.

"This case will be taken over by the judge, and I will hand it over to you."

"Thank you sir."

Song Yiwen resisted and said: "Don't thank me first. Let's make sure that if this matter is found out, your salary will be indispensable. If it is not found out, I will not embarrass you. It's just that in the future, Jingzhao Mansion will rarely take over this kind of thing." .”

"The villain thanked the adults."

After finishing speaking, Jing Chun wanted to say goodbye to Song Yiwen, but was stopped by Song Yiwen just as he was going out.

"Jing Chun, do you know why I chose you to be the painter of Jingzhao Mansion?"

Jing Chun was also slightly taken aback, and asked, "Isn't it because of your painting skills?"

Song Yiwen shook his head.

"What's that for?"

"You are suitable for Jingzhao Mansion."

Before Jing Chun could figure it out, Song Yiwen went out of the room compared to Jing Chun, leaving Jing Chun alone to figure out the meaning.

Although there are not many people whose painting skills are better than Jing Chun's, there are some, and it's okay to choose a few from the Imperial Academy of Painting, but the strength of Jing Chun's portraits makes many people flinch.

Song Yiwen is a person who has been flattened by the officialdom. He handles things smoothly and considers everything. The first thing he thinks about in doing things is to preserve the Jingzhao Mansion, so as not to harm the officials of the Jingzhao Mansion.

But the first time he met Jing Chun, a woman was sitting at the table tracing a portrait, her momentum was no worse than that of any man. Song Yiwen thought of himself.

He thought of his original intention of becoming an official.

(End of this chapter)