flstandardbreds Chapter 155 She has a problem
Chapter 155 She has a problem
"Miss Zhao, please be careful with your words!" Jiang Yun looked at Shi Xun's face and stopped her.
Zhao Weirui's expression was haughty but also a little smug, as if he was quite pleased with himself for having angered this newly promoted Junior Official of the Dali Temple.
"Forget it. I won't argue with you bunch of rough people. If you want to ask something, just ask it now! My head still hurts. I can go back and rest early after you finish asking."
Jiang Yun asked, "Where was Miss Zhao between 7am and noon today? Is there anyone who can testify?"
"She is recuperating in bed at home. My family and servants can testify to this!" Zhao Weirui snorted, thinking of something, and glanced back, "Oh, your subordinate can also testify for me."
The subordinate lowered his head and reported: "It is true. I have been standing at Miss Zhao's door. Miss Zhao was lying on the couch and did not leave."
"So is my servant. This gentleman can also testify for me." Liu Jingyuan, who was standing aside, covered her stomach and said, "I had a stomach upset yesterday. The pain was so severe that I couldn't get out of bed. So I am also bedridden today. If you are talking about witnesses... my maid, oh, and Doctor Jiang, the imperial physician my father invited for me, can all testify for me."
"Ah, my father?" Jiang Yun felt like he had eaten the melon at his own home, but when Shi Xun glared at him with his sharp eyes, he didn't dare to say anything.
Shi Xun looked at a subordinate standing behind Liu Jingyuan, and the subordinate nodded, proving that what Liu Jingyuan said was true.
Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on the last woman, who was the tallest and most graceful of the three.
"Miss Song Shu, can you take off your veil?" Shi Xun said with his hands behind his back.
The woman named Song Shu hesitated for a while before slowly taking off her veil. There was a hint of water in her shiny black eyes, and it seemed that she was about to cry in the next second: "I have been allergic to pollen these days. I am sorry to make you all laugh."
Under the veil, the woman's originally fair and tender cheeks were covered with red spots, which looked very serious.
"Have you been at home today?" Jiang Yun looked at the woman who was as gentle and fragile as water, and subconsciously lowered his voice, as if he would scare the girl if he raised his voice a little louder.
"Yes, my parents and this gentleman can also testify for me."
Everyone's eyes fell on the yamen runner standing behind Song Shu, and the runner gave an affirmative answer.
How could this be? They all had alibis, could it be that Wang Dun was really killed remotely?
But how could there be such a weird way of killing people in this world? Unless Xie Jiu's guess was completely wrong.
Lu Xun did not dress up as a woman, nor did he infiltrate this group of female students.
It is not even certain whether the murderer is a Land Cruiser.
This situation is not good, as it is equivalent to overturning all previous reasoning and conjectures, and the case is once again at a stalemate.
Since there was no suspicion, Shi Xun had no choice but to detain them. He waved his hand and a team of people escorted them back. Song Shu put her veil back on and was about to leave with everyone when a female voice sounded behind her.
Song Shu turned around and saw a woman in a green shirt. She had a white scarf covering her face, leaving only a pair of eyes with distinct black and white exposed.
"Did you call me?"
Feng Jia smiled and said, "Miss Song, your face is so severely allergic, have you seen a doctor?"
Song Shu's eyes were filled with tears. He bowed and said, "Miss, I am from a poor family. My parents make a living by their craft. How can we have the spare money to see a beauty? Besides, I am not rich. I will be fine in a few days."
She said these words so sadly that Jiang Yun, standing next to her, almost had the urge to reach out and pay for her facial treatment.
Song Shu left, and Feng Jia's smile instantly disappeared: "She has a problem."
"Ah?" Jiang Yun quickly pulled himself out of his sympathy.
Shi Xun looked at Feng Jia, and Feng Jia said, "Look at what she's wearing. The style may seem ordinary, but the fabric is top-grade Hangzhou silk, and it's woven using the butterfly embroidery technique that has only become popular this year. Lord Shi, you're an official in the court, so you must have heard that this year's drought has had a huge impact on the mulberry weaving industry, and the silk harvest, the raw material for silk, has been poor. A piece of medium-quality Hangzhou silk has already cost one tael of silver per foot. A piece of quality like the one Miss Song is wearing is hard to come by at a high price."
"And she was wearing a white jade bracelet on her hand. The color and texture of the bracelet were very good, but the people who could afford to wear such a bracelet had no money to treat her face. Isn't it strange?"
Jiang Yun punched his palm: "It's really strange! I'll go check it out!"
After saying that, he left in a flash. When the sun was setting in the afternoon, Jiang Yun came hurriedly and sat down on the ground tiredly: "I found out! This Song Shu's family moved here from Nanyang County a year ago. Her parents make a living by craftsmanship. The family is poor. They have two daughters. The eldest daughter is this Song Shu. The second daughter is said to have died of illness very early. Song Shu, as the eldest daughter, was sent to Gu's private school two months ago. But as you know, the tuition for this private school is very expensive. So on this point, the girl did not lie. Her family was already stretched after paying her tuition, and there was indeed no extra money for her to treat her face."
Feng Jia grasped the key point: "Private school in more than two months?"
Lu Xun also quit his job as a waiter at Tianrun Restaurant two months ago and has not been heard from since. Is it a coincidence?
Or is this Song Shu not that Song Shu?
But Lu Xun’s parents had already passed away, so what about the Song family’s parents?
Jiang Yun added: "As for the luxurious clothes and jewelry she was wearing..."
Jiang Yun paused at this point, his face slightly red, as if he was having difficulty speaking. After a while, he whispered, "I asked Song Shu's neighbors, and they said... that Miss Song is beautiful and has a good figure, and that she is being kept by a man from a family... ahem, a kept woman."
"You mean, Song Shu became someone else's mistress?"
Feng Jia was quite surprised. After all, in her opinion, Song Shu was disguised as Lu Xun. Lu Xun was a man, so how could he be someone's mistress?
Was her guess wrong?
"I don't know whether she is a concubine or not, anyway..." Jiang Yun coughed lightly, "Anyway, it is said that servants often send gold and silver jewelry over, and on even-numbered days of every month, Song Shu will dress up gorgeously and go west, and will be sent back in a gorgeous sedan the next day. The neighbors are no longer surprised by this."
"Even numbers, isn't tomorrow an even number?"
Early in the morning of the second day, Shi Xun's group of men were lurking near the Song residence on Liuhu Road. At three quarters past three in the morning, Song Shu, wearing a light blue dress and holding an oil-paper umbrella, walked out of the Song residence and headed west, but she had no idea that there was a group of people following her.
Song Shu walked all the way to a remote courtyard near Chengyang Road in the west, then put down his umbrella and pushed the door open. After a while, he heard the ambiguous creaking sounds of a wooden bed from inside.
The men outside blushed when they heard this. Even Shi Xun, who usually had a calm and elegant temperament, had a blush on his earlobes.
Jiang Yun coughed and asked tentatively, "Would you like to go in?"
There is only one word in Shixun: advance.
Jiang Yun kicked the door, and it collapsed in the middle. A group of people immediately filed in and controlled the maids and servants who were about to report.
Several people took the lead and went back to the master bedroom. There was incense burning in the bedroom. Song Shu's aqua blue Hangzhou silk dress was torn to pieces and fell to the ground, covered with a man's blue official uniform.
Shi Xun's eyelashes twitched, and he was about to speak, but Jiang Yun was faster than him. He took out the Dali Temple token and shouted, "The Dali Temple is handling the case!"
Two entangled figures could be vaguely seen in the tent, and they seemed a little panicked. However, after hearing the three words "Dali Temple", the room became still.
After a while, a familiar voice said, "How can the Dali Temple investigate a case and find this official's private residence? Lord Shi, even if this matter is brought to the young cabinet minister, it will not be justified!"
This sound...
Jiang Yun's hands stiffened slightly.
Feng Jia was reading a sword manual in the apricot garden when Qing Shu came in and said, "Ninth Miss, Shaoqing Shi from the Dali Temple just sent someone to deliver a letter."
Feng Jia took it and opened it, her heart slightly shaken.
There are only a few strokes on it.
【The person who sheltered Song Shu was found. 】
[This person is none other than the Grand Minister of Agriculture, Mr. Zhou, Zhou Langyi.]