Tan Guangyao licked his lips and said in a very weak voice: "Mother...don't blame the second brother...the second brother also...can't help himself."
Mrs. Tan held her son's hand tightly, but his hand was cold: "Whatever he can't control, it's all because he was fascinated by that woman. It's his fault that I spoiled him. I'm a useless mother.
"
Mrs. Tan choked with sobs in a low voice: "Now you almost lost your life again... If I had known I should have asked the Marquis for help when I arrived in the capital."
Tan Guangyao's hand tightened, and the pain in his body made his forehead full of cold sweat: "Mom, don't say that... My son came to the capital this time to stop his mother... Mother must not... If... my second brother is...
If you catch...you will lose your life..."
"That woman was caught," Mrs. Tan whispered. "I asked people to inquire about her when I came to Beijing. That woman was sent to Shuntian Mansion. I have been worried that she would betray your brother, but it looks like she is nothing.
Didn’t even say anything.”
Mrs. Tan said this and looked around in a panic, fearing that someone had heard the whispers of mother and son: "I don't know what to do. Do I really need to tell the people in the Yamen and let them catch you?"
younger brother."
"No," Tan Guangyao shouted anxiously, and raised his body, but soon fell on the bed due to pain, "Mom can't do this, otherwise I won't forgive my mother, not to mention my second brother."
"Okay, okay, okay," Mrs. Tan hurriedly comforted her son, "You take good care of your injuries. If you have anything to do, you can mention it later. As long as you get better, mother will listen to you."
…
Although it's almost early summer, the weather is still a little cold.
Xu Qinghuan raised his head and looked at Song Chengxuan, the corners of his eyes seemed to be covered with ice.
"Master Song, let's go to the small hut next to us to talk!"
Xu Qinghuan said and walked forward.
The courtyard next to the Anyi Marquis Mansion was purchased by Mr. Yang of the Hanlin Academy. Mr. Yang was a person who liked elegance. He did not repair the courtyard to be gorgeous. He only planted a large area of green bamboo and chrysanthemums and imitated the hermits.
In a small thatched house, as Mr. Yang said, lying in the house and listening to the wind and rain outside can create a bit of poetry.
After everything was prepared, Mr. Yang moved in and lived there for more than a month. However, his health became a little too much for him. He finally gave up his life as a hermit and moved back to the Yang family's old house. He only came to walk in the garden when the weather was warm.
A few years ago, Master Yang returned to his hometown after serving as an official, and his father bought the garden back. Xu Qinghuan felt that his father's original intention of buying the garden was to exile his brother here. Unexpectedly, his brother did not give him this opportunity, and he went away after getting into trouble.
, this garden has always been idle.
In the past two days, she was thinking about how to clean up the garden. Before she could come up with a good idea, Feng Chu placed a lot of things in the house.
Today's newly cut flower branches are inserted in the dendrobium, and various bottles and jars are placed on the shelves, including dried fruits made by Feng Chu herself, and several clean and simple tea sets.
At first glance, it does seem a bit simple and elegant. In this regard, Feng Chu is more like an elegant scholar than Mr. Yang.
Feng Chu boiled a pot of tea and lit the heater in the room. Xu Qinghuan sat down, picked up the tea cup, and waited for people outside to walk in.
Song Chengxuan stood at the door of Jielu.
An Yihou dotes on this daughter very much. He is so indulgent in whatever she wants to do. He has such a different attitude towards his two children. However, he is still afraid that anything will happen to his daughter. As soon as he stepped into this courtyard, there were at least five or six people.
Go forward and stand around.
If he makes any move, someone will immediately come to stop him.
What he can do is discuss the case with Xu Qinghuan. They have always been wary of each other and exploited each other.
Even though they had been engaged in the past, the person he was when he was a child had long since died.
She walked into Jielu first, thinking that he would follow her.
Could it be that she expected him to appear here today? In addition to solving the case, she was also trying to find out his details just like she did at the beginning.
If he turned around and left now, all her thoughts would be in vain.
With this thought in mind, he raised his eyes and saw the lights of the house suddenly turned bright. Someone had obviously lit another lamp. The lights in the house were extraordinarily warm, making the yard extremely dark and cold.
He is not afraid of cold. Even if he was soaked in sea water when he was a child, and the sea water was bitingly cold and made his body stiff from the cold, he would grit his teeth and get through it, because in his opinion, this is the only way to become stronger.
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Now he is not afraid of the cold and can keep his body strong and warm at all times, so whether it is dark or light has no meaning to him.
The reason why he intervened in this case was to find out everything behind it. He could not tolerate anyone making an issue out of the rebellion case.
Thinking of this, Song Chengxuan walked towards the house.
A tall figure appeared at the door, and Xu Qinghuan poured a cup of tea and placed it opposite.
The stove has been burned, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the small room.
Xu Qinghuan hugged the heater in her arms and felt much more comfortable. The person opposite naturally didn't need this. Seeing that he looked very reluctant to stay here, she had better finish her words quickly and everyone could leave separately.
Meng Lingyun walked in and walked to Xu Qinghuan: "Just as the eldest lady thought, Mrs. Tan sent the people in the house away and talked in a low voice with the Tan family, but their voices were too low. We didn't hear what they said.
clear.
At the end, I heard Mr. Tan shouting, ‘No, mother can’t do this’.”
Xu Qinghuan nodded and looked at Song Chengxuan: "The Tan family mother and son should be discussing the murderer who stabbed the Tan family uncle."
Even if they couldn't hear clearly what the Tan family mother and son were talking about, she could still guess a thing or two.
Xu Qinghuan said: "After Mrs. Tan came to Beijing, she sent people to Bishui River quietly. The Tan family had just entered Beijing, so they couldn't wait to go to the place where the crime occurred to inquire about the situation." Xu Qinghuan said, "I began to think that maybe it was because
What is the relationship between the Tan family and the Sun family? When Mrs. Tan learned about the Sun family, she was afraid that it would be her turn next, so she came to Beijing for help... But if she thought about it carefully, there was something fishy.
Before Mr. Sun Er was killed, Mrs. Tan had already left for the capital. The Sun family was not sure who the culprit was, so Mrs. Tan had already started making this arrangement. It was really unreasonable.
After Mrs. Tan came to Beijing, she immediately went quietly to the scene of the crime to inquire about the information, and then deliberately confused the appearance of the murderer. Now she did not want to report the matter to the official. Only when she knew the ins and outs of the whole matter could she make such a choice, so
I suspect that the Tan family is involved with the murderer.
Mrs. Tan sent people to the Bishui River, not necessarily to check the crime scene, but also to inquire about the news, because the Yamen also arrested two suspects from the Taoist temple by the Bishui River, that is, the two Taoist nuns. If we
Putting the entire case together, it seems that the murderer has been found."