The most ferocious sword of the Imperial City Division

Chapter 11 Hidden Evidence

"Do you know anything else about Zhu Cheng?"

Liu Yang recalled it carefully and shook his head, "No, he has a very tight reputation."

At this time, Liu Yin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Zhu Cheng said that after he finishes this matter, he will return to Suzhou to marry Miss Chunling."

His voice was very deep, like a dull ancient bell in a temple.

"When I was talking to him, he accidentally stepped on dog poop with one foot and opened his mouth to curse Mr. Zhang of the Imperial City Division. He should hate him to the core."

When Liu Yang heard Liu Yin's true words, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Gu Shiwei with some fear.

He had long noticed the token hanging on the girl's waist. She was from the Imperial City Division, and Zhang Chunting was the head of the Imperial City Division.

Gu Shiwei listened and pondered in his mind.

She shook her head gently, "This Zhu Cheng is quite rude. Master Zhang didn't pull this shit, so how can you scold him? It's too much."

Liu Yang was now even more frightened. He suddenly raised his hand and pressed Liu Yin's head down tightly. Liu Yin struggled to raise his head for no apparent reason. It looked like he was in a tank and couldn't press it down no matter how hard he pressed it. It goes down like a ladle of water, which is a bit funny.

Gu Shiwei didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked towards the door.

"If you think of anything, go to the Yushitai and look for me directly."

Han Shiyan looked at it, quickly dropped a word and chased after Gu Shiwei.

The two brothers just lowered their heads until there was no movement in front of the door, and Liu Yang finally let go.

The rain stopped outside, and a slight breeze blew. The branches in the yard swayed gently, like ghosts with teeth and claws.

Liu Yin scratched his head and looked at his younger brother with some confusion, "Brother, why did the official suddenly come to us?"

Liu Yang looked towards the sky, with sadness on his childish face, "Because Guan Yushi is dead, we killed him."

……

Bianjing City is not very deserted in the middle of the night. The lights of the Goulan tile houses illuminate half of the night sky. No matter where you are, you can seem to hear the faint and graceful singing.

Gu Shinwei tightened her tight robe and sneezed. She rubbed her nose and murmured.

"The rain falling in Bianjing City smells like powder."

Han Shiyan looked at her increasingly pale face, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

"Wherever Han Yushi is going next, I'll give you a ride. Is it to the Princess's Mansion, to Guan Yushi's home, or back to Furong Lane?"

Hearing the words Furong Lane, Han Shiyan took a deep look at Gu Shiwei.

"When I go to Furong Lane, I'm afraid of a long night and many dreams. What if that oiran lady is like Liu Yang and doesn't choose me for fear of delaying my life-long event, then wouldn't it mean that I can't fulfill my promise to my family?"

"If she doesn't come to me, I can go to her."

When Han Shiyan saw that Gu Shiwei had already mounted his horse, he jumped on the horse before she could catch the chicken.

Gu Shinwei looked amused and teased, "I thought Han Yushi was worried that I would torture that Lu Yi tonight..."

"This is one of the reasons," Han Shiyan explained seriously.

Gu Shinwei shook his head and clapped his horse away.

The horse was tied at the entrance of Furong Lane. As soon as the carriage got off the carriage, a dark figure flashed over. It was Zhang Yan, the subordinate who had spotted the toilet man before.

He clasped his fists at Gu Shiwei and said, "Sir, the news of Guan Yushi's murder has been spread in Furong Lane. Many people left just now, and it was difficult for us to stop them, but we secretly recorded the list. .”

"The Luyi Tower has been sealed by Kaifeng Mansion, and Wu Tuiguan has taken away the body of Guan Yushi. Miss Luyi was frightened, and the madam invited a doctor to come and see her. She is now resting in the Furong Tower. ." Furong Building is Ying Furong's residence, located at the deepest part of Furong Lane.

The Furong Building is much larger than the Twelve Oiran Building. It is built compared to the Fan Building and is a less serious restaurant.

The building is four stories high, and the top floor is the residence of the madam Ying Furong.

Gu Shiwei nodded at Zhang Yan, "Master Han, go to Furong Tower to find Miss Luyi. Remember your promise."

Han Shiyan nodded and walked towards the depths of the alley. When he was far away, Zhang Yan disappeared knowingly.

Only then did Gu Shenwei look around, and saw that there was no one around. She stamped her feet on the spot, breathed into her palms several times, and murmured, "The wind and rain on March [-]rd are freezing." The dead emperor’s daughter.”

"Now March [-]rd has not even arrived, and it is windy and rainy again. Not to mention my daughter, even the emperor's own mother and I will freeze to death."

While cursing, she felt in her pocket. It was empty, and she had already eaten the last pine nut candy.

After stamping for a while, I guessed that the time was almost the same.

Gu Shinwei tapped her feet lightly, and she climbed onto the beam like a light swift. She stepped on the tiles on the roof and flew towards the Furong Building.

Her steps were extremely fast, almost with an afterimage, and she made no sound when she landed.

When he reached the roof of Furong Tower, Gu Shiwei pricked up his ears, lifted up a tile with ease, and looked down.

Han Shiyan had just entered the room, his body still wet with coldness and moisture, and there was mist in his mouth as he spoke.

Lu Yi's eyes were extremely red and swollen, and there was a slap mark on his face. He looked like a piece of porcelain that was about to be broken.

"Lu Yi, Yushi Han is asking a question, please tell me everything you know." The old madam of Furong Lane echoed Furong's voice from the corner, followed by a soft closing sound.

Gu Shiwei couldn't see her from this angle. It was obvious that she had withdrawn, and only Lu Yi and Han Shiyan were left in the room.

Lu Yi bit her lip, but didn't speak.

"Miss Chunling from Hanxianglou in Suzhou is your sister, right? Your father's name is Xia Zhongan, who is the official of Changzhou County. You discovered this from the Suzhou embroidery purse embroidered with green plum blossoms that Zhu Cheng was carrying. a little."

Lu Yi, who was sitting by the bed, stood up suddenly. She looked at Han Shiyan with a surprised look on her face. She opened her mouth and forgot how to speak for a moment.

Gu Shiwei on the roof listened and shook his head gently.

She didn't know the name of Lu Yi's father, but she guessed what Han Shiyan said.

Chun Ling asked Zhu Cheng to go to Bianjing in order to reverse the case of the criminal's father. The female family members of the family were in trouble, and they were from Suzhou.

Lu Yi had previously said personally that her father was a magistrate of Changzhou County and was convicted after being implicated by Guan Zhengqing, so she was relegated to a lowly status.

The last time Guan Zhengqing came to Furong Lane, Lu Yi painted for him and helped him read a book about those officials who lived and drank, but this time he took a huge risk and wanted to discredit him.

Moreover, she was hiding something and wanted to complain to Han Shiyan at Yushitai.

At that time, she guessed that what the toilet man wanted to tell Guan Zhengqing must be closely related to Lu Yi himself.

When Liu Yang told the girl about Chunling from Hanxianglou in Suzhou, she, like Han Shiyan, made a bold guess that they might be sisters.

Lu Yi came back to her senses at this moment and knelt down with a plop. She kowtowed hard at Han Shiyan, and then suddenly pulled out the hairpin on her head. Her black hair spread out like a waterfall. From the thick bun, a thin bamboo tube fell out.

Lu Yi hurriedly picked it up and handed it to Han Shiyan with both hands. "Han Yushi's materials are astonishing. My father was wronged! You will understand when you see this. This is what Guan Yushi hid in his sleeve pocket when he died." .”

Stuff it into your hair?

Even Gu Shiwei couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "What a guy!"What a great guy!

No master in the 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties could think of such a hiding method!
(End of this chapter)