Concubine

Chapter 395 The Embroidered Shoes by the Coffin
Song Yuner brought Xia Ping and five female guards to Dangliang Town, seventy miles away, and found the Fulai Inn that Kuang Mi claimed, and asked the shopkeeper and the waiters to investigate.

Since Kuang Mi is a Jinshi, and his father is a scholar of the Hanlin Academy, he can be regarded as a famous family, and everyone in the four villages and eight li of Chengdu knows it.The shopkeeper also regarded it as an honor for Kuang Mi to stay in their inn, and deliberately flattered him, not only made the best spicy boiled beef, but also a complete range of melon and fruit snacks.They also waived all their board and lodging expenses, obtained a painting by Kuang Mi, had it framed, and hung it in the middle hall of the inn.

Judging from the inscription, it was indeed the day when Wu Qiaozhen was killed. Song Yuner still didn't give up, and asked the shopkeeper and the waiter in detail about Kuang Mi's appearance, and they all matched her name.The shopkeeper also proved that Kuang Mi was still reading in his room by the lamp until the third watch that night, and the shopkeeper personally brought him a late-night snack, and set off at five in the morning.

From this point of view, Kuang Mi did not have time to commit crimes.Song Yun'er was very frustrated, and left Dangliang Town with Xia Ping and others, heading for Meizhou.

Meizhou can be described as a thousand-year-old city with a prosperous culture since ancient times.

As soon as Song Yuner and the others appeared at the Meizhou market, they immediately attracted the attention of passers-by. In this freezing cold weather, these women were all thinly dressed but heroic, especially Song Yuner, who possessed peerless martial arts, so Wear only a summery tulle without feeling cold.

Song Yun'er and the others rode fast along the way, and when they arrived in Meizhou, it was already noon the next day, and they were a little hungry, so they wanted to get off the horse and eat something, and walked into an inn, and Xiao Er immediately came up to him: "Girl, may I ask if you are a sharpie?" Or stay in a hotel?"

"Eat something first, how far is it from Zhizhou Yamen?" Song Yun'er and the others sat down, Xiaoer ordered her horses to be taken to the stables to feed fodder.

"Are you going to file a complaint or find someone?" Xiaoer heard her ask the yamen, and seeing that the girls looked strange, they thought they were from other places.

"Looking for someone." Song Yun'er said.

"Then you came at a bad time. The yamen has funerals going on these few days, and you probably won't be able to find anyone." Xiaoer brought hot tea for Song Yun'er and the others, wanting to warm them up.

"Funeral? Who died?" Song Yuner asked.

"Our Master Zhizhou is dead—what would you like to eat?" Of course Xiaoer would not just chat with this flower-like girl.

"What? The young master of Meizhou Zhizhou is dead? Is he called Fang Yu?"

"Yeah, Miss Ganqing knows Mr. Fang, oh, what a wonderful person, if you say no, you'll be gone."

"How did you die? When did you die?"

The waiter counted on his fingers and said, "He died on the fourth day of November. As for how he died, I don't know. I heard that he will be buried tomorrow."

Song Yuner and Xia Ping glanced at each other. The person they were looking for died again. Could it be that the murderer was one step ahead of him?

"Girl, what do you guys want to eat?" the waiter asked again.

"It's fine. It's okay to serve it with something delicate." Song Yun'er said casually, and rewarded him with a small piece of silver.The waiter in the store couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and kept expressing his thanks.

Xia Ping added: "Xiao Er, we want to stay in a hotel, and we will give you a few rooms to make them clean." Song Yun'er nodded, it seems that this matter is strange, and it is not easy to go back to deal with it if you don't check it out.

"Okay! Stay at the hotel! The exquisite food and drinks are here~!" Xiao Er yelled all the way and left.

The food was delivered quickly, and it was delicious.After dinner, Song Yuner, Xia Ping and the others pretended to be shopping to find out the situation around the yamen, and then went back to their room to have a good sleep. She would wait until later to check on the state yamen.

In the middle of the night, in order to avoid the target being too big and easy to be exposed, Song Yuner asked Xia Ping and others to wait in the inn, then changed into night clothes, covered her face with a black scarf, and jumped out of the window.

On the street next to the yamen, there was only a lonely old man walking slowly, typing a watch.After a while, Song Yun'er arrived on the roof of Zhizhou Yamen.

The ancient yamen was a large place, and it was lively and lively during the day. At night, when the three classes of clerks and yamen servants left and closed their doors, they suddenly became deserted. Therefore, in ancient times, there were many stories about ghosts in the yamen.However, this yamen is very lively tonight.The sound of monks chanting scriptures can be heard endlessly, and the crying of men and women can be heard in bursts.

Song Yun'er quietly sneaked towards the mourning hall of the inner yamen, and when she was close to the wall of the inner yamen, she suddenly heard voices, thinking it was the inspecting yamen servants in the yamen, she squatted down and held her breath.

"Lord Fang hasn't closed his eyes for several days," said one person.

"That's right! Oh, it's really sad for a white-haired person to give away a black-haired person." The other one sounded like he was older.

"Mr. Fang is very skilled in martial arts, but he was killed by someone. It's really... Sigh! There is no news of finding the murderer, and he made those gangsters go round and round." The young man said.

"Oh! Yes! Catch the murderer early, and everyone will be at ease." The old man sighed.

The footsteps of the two gradually moved away.Song Yun'er got up now, thinking, so Fang Zhu was really killed, who killed it?

Song Yuner quietly came to the roof of the mourning hall, lifted a piece of tile, and looked down, it happened to be the hall of the mourning hall, with relatives, friends and local officials sitting on both sides who came to express their condolences, all sighing.

In front of the mourning hall, several women dressed in filial piety were kneeling on the ground, crying loudly, while a group of monks sat drinking tea, probably because they were tired from chanting scriptures and took a short rest.In front of the mourning hall is a piece of white cloth that covers the sky and the earth, separating the coffin inside from the outside world.

Song Yuner was overjoyed, it was exactly what she wanted, so she put the tile back, and changed it to another place, and took a look at the tile. Sure enough, it was just above the inner room of the coffin in the mourning hall, and the inner room of the coffin was separated by a white cloth. no one.

The white cloth that covered the sky blocked the view from the outside, Song Yun'er hung down the zip line, and then went down silently along the zip line to the inside.When we came to the coffin, the coffin hadn't been nailed up yet, and the lid was half-closed.

Song Yun'er pushed the coffin cover halfway, and looked carefully with the light, and saw a young boy lying in the coffin, quite handsome, with his eyes closed.The collar of the robe goes all the way to the chin.

This is not normal, Song Yuner's heart moved, she untied the collar of her robe, and there was a wound on the throat of the deceased, narrow and flat, the same as the wound on Wu Qiaozhen's throat!
Could it be that Fang Zhu was stabbed to death by the same murderer?

Song Yun'er remembered the characteristics of the wound that Liu Ruobing had mentioned, bent down, put her head into the coffin, and examined the wound carefully. Sure enough, the middle of the wound was slightly bulging outwards, which was exactly the same as the wound on Wu Qiaozhen's throat.He was stabbed to death by a narrow, flat sword with a blood groove in the middle.

Song Yun'er pulled out the silver hairpin from her hair, imitating Yang Qiuchi's example, and slowly inserted the silver hairpin into the wound - the wound cavity was slanted from the throat to the back of the head, exactly the same as Wu Qiaozhen's.

This discovery was simply too shocking. Fang Zhu was stabbed to death by the murderer in the same way that Wu Qiaozhen was killed. So, Fang Zhu was not the murderer.From what was found in Dangliang Town, Kuang Mi didn't have time to commit the crime, so he wasn't the murderer. Two of the four suspects were ruled out, and only Li Tianpeng, the son of the commander, and Hua Xiangrong, the fourth aunt, remained!

who can that be?

Song Yun'er untied Fang Cha's robe, and made a general physical examination, and found no other obvious wounds, and was about to put the robe back on for the deceased, when she heard several people coming in from the outside, as if a monk was about to come in After chanting, Song Yuner saw that it was too late, she didn't even push the coffin lid back to its original position, she jumped to grab the rope in mid-air, climbed back to the roof with a few swishes, and quickly retracted the rope.

As soon as the rope was retracted to the roof, the monks came in. When they saw the half-open coffin, they thought it was a dead body. They were so frightened that they pushed me and ran out, and the mourning hall suddenly became chaotic.

Song Yun'er almost laughed out loud, quickly covered the tiles, and disappeared into the darkness.

Early the next morning, Song Yuner and the others came to the front desk and were about to check out. The waiter from the shop mysteriously came up to her the day before, probably because Song Yuner was handsome, generous, and gave more tips, so he treated Song Yuner especially. the hospitality.

"Girl, do you know that something big happened in the yamen last night!" said the shop waiter.

"Oh? You are really well informed. You know everything about the Yamen. What happened?"

"Hehe, early in the morning, the master of the yamen came to drink tea. I heard from him that the yamen was haunted last night."

"Oh? Really? Tell me." Song Yuner and Xia Ping glanced at each other. Last night, Song Yuner didn't tell Xia Ping that she didn't close the coffin lid, so they didn't know.

"I heard that there was a dead body in the mourning hall of Yamen last night! The dead Mr. Fang took off his clothes and lifted the lid of the coffin. He seemed to be very hot in such a cold day. Everyone said that Mr. Fang must have I will die with peace."

Song Yun'er wanted to laugh, but tried her best to hold it back, thinking, how come these things seem to be true as soon as they get out.

Xia Ping and the other female guards listened with gusto. Xia Ping asked, "Really? Why is it so scary!"

Hearing that the beauties were interested, the waiter in this store became even more excited, and said, "Also, it is said that this morning, beside the coffin in the mourning hall, I found an embroidered shoe!"

"Oh?" Song Yun'er didn't find any embroidered shoes at the time, and wondered if those talkative people made them up, and she was also half-skeptical.

Xia Ping asked: "No way, which girl is so bold that she dared to go to the coffin and lose her embroidered shoes?"

"Yeah, I thought so too, but ah, some things are really up in the air." The little girl looked enigmatic.

Embroidered shoes?What's going on here?Song Yun'er frowned and thought for a while, but she didn't have a clue as to whether the shop's little errand made up nonsense, so she decided to go to the Meizhou Yamen to have a look.

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