Feng Weihuan glanced at Qiqiao with satisfaction and expressed that he found it very useful.
Wei Zi frowned slightly. According to Qiqiao, Xingwang was most likely killed by someone, and the person who harmed him was most likely related to the murderer of Feng Jiachi.
However, there is something confusing about it.
As Feng Jiachi's personal servant, Xingwang should have known some secrets before what happened. But why did he die more than a month later? It stands to reason that the root cause should be eradicated as early as possible.
Unless Xingwang himself didn't know what he knew, so the murderer postponed his death for a month in order to prevent people from connecting Feng Jiachi and Xingwang's death.
So what exactly does Xingwang know?
Qiqiao gave Wei Zi the answer: "There is another strange thing about Xingwang's death. Before he died, he had a meal with an old steward of the mansion, and it is said that he told a lot about Feng Yuanwai Lang."
Wei Zi asked: "Who is that steward?"
Qiqiao said regretfully: "Old Huang, who was in charge of flowers and plants in Prince Xiang's Mansion, died of illness not long after Xingwang's death."
At this time, even Feng Weihuan felt that this matter was suspicious: "Why are they all dead? I figured it out. First, Feng Yuan Wai Lang died. Not long after his servant Xingwang chatted with Lao Huang about Feng Yuan Wai Lang,
He died, and later, Lao Huang also died. Doesn’t this clearly indicate murder and silence?”
Qiqiao nodded vigorously: "Yes, it means killing people and silencing them. We all think so."
Feng Weihuan's expression was serious: "Qiqiao, what do I teach you on weekdays? You must have an upright heart. How about three murder cases, and you didn't report it to the official?"
Qiqiao immediately expressed her position: "Princess, I will always remember your words. My heart is not only upright, but also fiery! It's just..."
Her round face wrinkled: "First of all, Prince Xiang has kept these things under wraps. I just told you and the princess in private. I would never dare to mention it to others. If it offends Prince Xiang's palace,
If it causes trouble for our Prince Yan's Mansion, then I will be guilty of a big crime; secondly, I have no evidence, I only heard these things from others."
Feng Weihuan was speechless. Yes, they all felt that the deaths of the three people were wrong, but where was the evidence? The grass around Feng Jiachi had been chopped cleanly.
"Although people can't speak anymore, corpses can."
Wei Zi spoke softly, and Feng Weihuan and Qiqiao looked at her.
"Open the coffin and conduct an autopsy?" Feng Weihuan was not sure.
"Would King Xiang not agree?" Qiqiao was not very optimistic.
This problem also trapped Wei Zi. Fortunately, Xingwang and Lao Huang said that it would be really difficult for King Xiang to examine Feng Jiachi's body.
"How about secretly digging up the grave of Prince Xiang's grandson?" Feng Weihuan lowered his voice.
Wei Zi also thought so. With their skills in Feng Shui, this matter is not difficult. However, if something is really found out and Feng Jiachi's case is reopened, the King of Xiang will definitely be accused of digging up the grave privately. It's not that she is afraid.
The King of Xiang has troubles ahead.
Wei Zi began to miss Feng Danyuan again. If he were here, it wouldn't matter at all.
According to his temperament, he would just dig it out, so what?
Or, he used "Canghailu", then blinked and said: Sorry, my hand slipped and the grave was dug.
