Jiang Wenfeng borrowed a room from the Ming family, temporarily moved the bones there, and invited Ming Wei to question him.
She was the one who reported the case, and no one could fault her for doing so.
Seeing her asking for instructions in a dignified manner, the second master could only swallow his bitterness and nod in agreement.
Prince Qidong quickly sent someone to say goodbye.
The second master had no choice but to lead the whole family and send him off respectfully.
All the officials who came to express their condolences also sent them off one by one with kind words.
For fear that they would spread the word about what happened today, everyone secretly gave a generous gift.
Of course, it is impossible for these officials not to mention it at all.
It's just that I gave them gifts to tell them to be more lenient...
After seeing off the last guest, the second master's head almost exploded.
But the second lady came and asked again: "Sir, what is Master Jiang going to do?"
The second master was not angry: "You have to eat, you have to drink, what else can you do?"
The second lady looked calm: "Why are you so angry, sir? When you were doing your next thing, didn't you think about today?"
The second master was startled when he heard this and looked at her suspiciously: "What do you know?"
"What can I know?" The second lady laughed at herself, "When have you ever asked me about things you do?"
"Then how do you know this matter has anything to do with us?"
The second lady's tone was mean: "If it wasn't your brothers who did it, who else could it be? Aren't you always like this, not saying a word when doing things, but asking us to fill in the gaps when something goes wrong. If one day we people will go to hell, we will all
It’s because of you!”
The second master was impatient: "Am I doing it for myself? Not for you! For this family!"
"Master, don't talk so grandly." The second lady sneered, "Are we not allowed to eat or not clothed? It's obvious that you men are too ambitious and want glory, wealth and a bright future, but you blame us women and children."
This day was full of frustrations, and the second master was also filled with anger. But the second wife still said these words, and he couldn't control his anger: "You only know about food and clothing! The third brother is about to die."
Now that he's gone, you don't want him to have a good future? Brother Six has grown up, do you want him to stay in Dongning like us all his life?"
"Master, don't say it so nice." The second lady was unmoved, "Whether San'er can pass the exam depends on his own ability. If his ability is not good, I will buy him an official position and let him work on his own. Liu'er has always been good at studying.
If you are undisciplined, it will be good if you can pass the examination as a scholar, and there is nothing wrong with being a master at home. If you really thought about your children, you would not have made your eldest sister suffer such a disadvantage in the first place!"
Speaking of this, the second lady had tears in her eyes.
Here we go again, here we go again!
Not only did the second master not feel guilty, but he was even more bored.
If you mention any thing over and over again, even if it was your fault at first, over time, all the guilt will be wiped away.
"Am I willing to do what's going on with my eldest sister?" The second master said impatiently, "How many times have I told you? That's the best for my eldest sister! You can't make things happen, right? Then she won't even be able to marry far away.
Got it!"
The second lady's eyes were red: "Who said anything about marrying far away? My daughter has suffered such a loss. As a father, you have no idea of seeking justice. Are you worthy of being a father?"
The second master was very angry and wanted to have a big quarrel with the second lady.
Fortunately, at this time, a servant woman came to ask for instructions from the second lady, and the second master had to hold back his anger and said: "Over there, you ask people to serve you well and give them whatever you want. They are the patrol censors, and we can't afford to offend them."
Then he left.
The second lady watched him go away indifferently, and sneered in her heart.
She knew where he was going.
It's that weird courtyard again.
For ten years, no one has been allowed to step in except that old lady Ma.
Bah, let him live with Mrs. Ma for the rest of his life!
…
Lei Hong came out wearing official uniform and carrying a sword.
"Miss Seventh, your Excellency invites you."
Mingwei bowed slightly and followed him inside.
This house is located in Yu Fong Yuan. It was originally used for gardeners to store sundries. It occupies a small area and there are no other buildings around it.
Jiang Wenfeng asked for this nearby room and moved all the sundries out, leaving only a bamboo bed.
The skeleton is now supported on a mat and placed on a bamboo bed.
When Mingwei entered the room, he and several subordinates were conducting an autopsy and talking at the same time.
"I've met Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Wenfeng cleaned his hands and came over to speak: "Miss Seven, the situation is complicated right now. I can only ask you to come here to talk. Don't be surprised."
Mingwei replied: "My little girl understands. Only in this way can we speak openly and openly without letting others spy on us."
Jiang Wenfeng originally thought that calling her a boudoir lady in the same room as a corpse might frighten her. Who knew that after she said this, she looked at the skeleton openly.
His heart moved and he asked: "Miss Qi, how did you know that there was a skeleton buried under this tree? Is it really a dream?"
Mingwei said: "What the little girl said before, about dreaming about innocent souls, is false."
"Oh? What Miss Qi means is, to hit a ghost?"
Mingwei nodded: "I wonder if Mr. Jiang has ever heard the gossip about my family? My daughter has a disease of dementia. She got well after a ghost attack a month ago."
Jiang Wenfeng nodded lightly: "I've heard of it."
When he arrived in Dongning, he quietly sent someone out to inquire about all the local officials and gentry.
"Has Mr. Jiang heard of the theory of Xuannv collecting souls?"
Seeing him nodding, Mingwei said: "I was born with a special horoscope. I can see things that ordinary people can't."
Jiang Wenfeng narrowed his eyes.
Listen to her continue: "For example, your Excellency hung the magic weapon under the tree today to temporarily suppress the evil thing, so that the bones can be successfully lifted out."
As soon as these words came out, even the author and the scribe who were doing the autopsy looked over.
Lei Hong was listening, and suddenly remembered that day in Xinyuan, with the ghosts dancing wildly...
"Did you do it?" he blurted out.
Several people looked at him.
Lei Hong realized that he had lost his composure and was feeling annoyed when he heard Ming Wei calmly reply with one word: "Yes."
"Miss Seventh, do you know what I'm talking about?"
Mingwei said: "Didn't Mr. Lei recognize me in Xinyuan the day before yesterday?"
"..." She was so calm, Lei Hong didn't know what to say.
"Xinyuan?" Mr. Jiang frowned, "The Ming family actually sent you to Xinyuan?"
Mingwei shook his head: "The person who went there should have been my mother. She lost her life that night."
Jiang Wenfeng was well-informed and quick-thinking. With these few words, he connected the things together after a little thought.
"I see." He sighed, "It seems that the situation of the Ming family is very complicated."
Mingwei said: "No matter how complicated it is, if you straighten it out piece by piece, it will all be clear."
Jiang Wenfeng smiled when he heard this: "That's right, what does Miss Seven want to start with?"