To sum up, the relationship between these two people should be relatively good. At least Yang Zhouzheng did not expect that the other party would kill him, because judging from the condition of the body, he did not struggle much.
There are no other signs of struggle on his nails or around his body.
Jiang Wu finished sewing the body and said thoughtfully: "Sir, do you think Yang Zhou knew that this man wanted to kill him, so he didn't resist at all?"
Fu Heng said: "It's impossible. He has just climbed to this position. How can he watch his life's hard work go to waste."
Quite true.
Fu Heng looked at Yang Zhouzheng's body and sneered coldly: "Searching for the skin of a tiger is seeking death."
Jiang Wu thought to herself, did Fu Heng already know something? But when she looked over again, his expression was normal, and she couldn't tell anything.
"Where do you think he will put the deer grass?" Jiang Wu asked in a low voice.
At this time, the two of them walked out of the door side by side. Jiang Wu heard Fu Heng say: "Yang Zhouzheng has five concubines in total, and his favorite concubine is Liu Xiuer."
Jiang Wu said: "What do you mean, sir... Liu Xiuer might know?"
Fu Heng nodded: "It's just possible."
Jiang Wu has gotten to know Fu Heng a little bit these days. If Fu Heng said it was possible, then it was very possible. Yang Zhouzheng must have doted on Liu Xiuer very much. He did not have a wife, or was dead. Among the five concubines,
My favorite is Liu Xiuer.
Liu Xiuer lived outside the inner courtyard, the wing closest to Yang Zhouzheng himself, which was called Tanghuayuan. The courtyard was connected in all directions and was full of exquisiteness. Liu Xiuer himself was lying lazily on the imperial concubine's couch, and there was a table next to him.
Waitress with fruits.
Jiang Wu did not expect that an ordinary concubine could be so beautiful. She could be called "a face like a silver plate, eyes like apricots, lips that are not dotted but red, and eyebrows that are not painted but green." At this time, due to the arrival of an uninvited guest,
Liu Xiuer slowly raised her eyelids.
"——I guess this is the commander of the Jin Yiwei." Just as she was speaking, she moved her jade feet slightly, stepped on the ground with one foot, stood up, and bowed again.
If beauties like Du Yuerou and Jiang Lu give Jiang Wu the feeling of being beautiful and dignified, then Liu Xiuer feels charming and enchanting, a kind of strong beauty that can make any man's heart flutter.
Jiang Wu subconsciously glanced at Fu Heng - well, this person really had a cold expression, as if the person standing in front of him was not a stunning beauty, but an ordinary woman.
Fu Heng didn't say anything, so Jiang Wu had no choice but to speak: "Indeed, you must be Liu Xiu'er, the concubine of Governor Yang."
Liu Xiuer then glanced at Jiang Wu. In her eyes, this girl was too ordinary and not particularly beautiful, but her eyes were indeed watery.
Jiang Wu was looked at from head to toe by Liu Xiuer. This kind of look was naturally unpleasant, so Jiang Wu said: "Now I have a question for you, where were you last night at midnight?"
Liu Xiuer's eyes were flirtatious, and her tone of voice when speaking was soft and slow, "Where can it be? In my own yard, of course. He didn't come to my place last night, so of course I don't know where he went.
But now that he is dead, I have to think about where I want to go."
She sneered at this time, as if there was a hint of ridicule in it: "He didn't treat me well on weekdays, so why did he come to blame me as soon as he died?"
Jiang Wu paused and then said: "Does he usually treat you badly? I guess he is very good." She gradually became more confident and looked at all the furnishings in the room: "Miss Xiuer spends her life here.
It's very good, what's on this shelf is a large vase decorated with shadow green banana leaves, this thing alone is probably worth what an average family spends for a year."
She turned back to look at Fu Heng, and sure enough she saw a smile in his eyes.
She continued: "What's more, Miss Xiu'er, you have a jade relief lotus mandarin fish jade pendant on your waist, and a chicken-fat yellow glazed bracelet with large beads on your wrist. Do you still want to say that Yang Zhouzheng treats you indifferently?"
When Liu Xiuer heard what she said, her face was only embarrassed for a moment. She quickly returned to her previous appearance, but her expression was much more serious. However, she still had some inexplicable hostility when facing Jiang Wu, "It turns out that this girl is also a member of the Jinyi Guards.
?She can be called a heroine."
Jiang Wu naturally didn't understand where her inexplicable hostility came from. He just said in a business-like manner: "I hope Miss Xiuer can cooperate more."
She was not disgusted with Liu Xiuer at first, but as soon as her words came out, Jiang Wu felt bad.
Liu Xiuer did not look at him. Instead, she looked at Fu Heng coquettishly, "Why is it that a little girl came to ask questions? Why doesn't the commander speak?"
Jiang Wu paused and stared at Fu Heng with a strange expression - she had always known that this person was very good at attracting bees and butterflies, but she didn't expect that he was already so good. This girl Liu Xiuer is indeed a bit strange. As Yang
The body of Yang Zhouzheng, Zhou Zheng's concubine, had just cooled down.
Fu Heng's eyes swept over her face like ice, then he turned around and left without saying anything.
When Jiang Wu saw Fu Heng leaving, he was stunned for a moment and quickly followed.
"Sir, don't you want to continue asking?" Jiang Wu was a little curious.
Fu Heng was walking in front. White cloths had been hung up everywhere in the Yang Mansion. At first glance, they looked quite beautiful when reflected in the snow. At this time, Jiang Wu saw Fu Heng and suddenly stopped.
Jiang Wu stepped forward to sit side by side with Fu Heng and repeated: "My lord?"
Fu Heng frowned: "What did you just say?"
Jiang Wu was puzzled: "What what?"
"What did you say was in her room just now?" Fu Heng suddenly put one hand on her shoulder. Perhaps to hear her more clearly, he even bent down slightly. The two of them were very close in an instant.
.
Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment. After arriving in Huaizhou City, the two of them started to feel a little awkward. Now Fu Heng's hand on her shoulder seemed to be burning.
She froze for a moment and stuttered to recall: "A large bottle decorated with shadow green banana leaves..."
Seeing that Fu Heng looked wrong, she added: "I have only seen similar patterns in books. I am actually not sure whether the bottle is called that, and it may be a fake."
Fu Heng said: "This bottle is from the palace."
Jiang Wu was really surprised this time. She said "Huh?", and then bursts of cold sweat suddenly ran up her back.
"What if... what if it's fake? Yang Zhouzheng is just a prefect of Huaizhou, how could there be anything from the palace?"
Fu Heng raised his head, his expression gloomy as if a thick fog could not be dissolved, and he said: "Impossible, the things in the palace don't dare to be copied outside."