Our Mommy is the Best Investigator!

  Chapter 82 Whose child

The south of Tong'an Village is half a stick of incense away from the Chu family in the north of the village. Because it is close to Nanhua Mountain, not only are there official roads connected, but even the trails in the village are wider than other places. The most prosperous place.

  The carriage left Chu's house and galloped slowly for a short distance, and when it reached the official road, the groom let go of his hands and feet and raised his whip, and immediately accelerated the speed. When he arrived at the morning market in the south of the village, it was the most lively time in the morning.

Chu Nanzhi led Erbao, Sibao, the groom and two yamen servants to find a morning stall with a lot of people, ordered a bowl of wontons for each of them, and ordered five cages of steamed buns, ready to settle down and eat first breakfast.

   The diners who were eating at the side were chatting without any scruples, but they immediately lowered their voices when they saw the official messenger coming over.

  But at such a close distance, Chu Nanzhi could still hear clearly what they were talking to each other:

"The Patriarch of the Shen family did not handle the funeral in a dignified manner this time. He buried him hastily in just three to five days. I heard that the members of the Shen family came here after hearing the news yesterday, and it was the day for the funeral. There was also a big quarrel with Mrs. Han and the Erfang family."

"Hey, this can't be blamed on Mrs. Han. She kindly raised a concubine in her house. Who knew she was a white-eyed wolf. Old Shen was suddenly killed like this. She might feel uncomfortable. Now it's almost dog days. If If you don’t bury it earlier, you can’t wait for the body to stink.”

   "It's true. Fortunately, the adulterer and Ying Fu have already subdued the law, and Lao Shen can also be buried in peace."

   "But why did I hear some rumors that the county has new clues to this case and wants to retry the case."

  Before the man finished speaking, a table of people glanced over here stealthily.

   After that, everyone was silent, and quickly paid the money and left in a hurry.

   "Sister-in-law, do you think we can find any new clues when we go to Shen's house today?"

  The servant who spoke was named Li Sanmu, the name that Chu Nanzhi just wrote down.

  This person called her sister-in-law affectionately from the moment they met, with a sweet tongue.

  Another yamen servant named Guan Erbai seemed dissatisfied with this grueling job, so he didn't speak any more since he reported his name.

  Chu Nanzhi glanced at the few people who were eating wontons, and sighed cluelessly: "You'll know when you go."

  Now she is still a little confused about the unknown poison mixed in the honeysuckle, coupled with the intervention of Nanhua Temple, it completely stopped all her speculations for a while.

  She had a lot of curiosity about the Han family before, but when she thought about it carefully, even if this person was dissatisfied with the family, he must have deliberately planned to poison the concubine, and even the youngest son Shen Yunqing. In any case, he would not be her husband.

   Moreover, she checked half a bag of scented tea repeatedly yesterday, and there were not many poisonous tea leaves. They were scattered and hidden in the tea bags, which were completely random. It meant that whoever was unlucky could drink it.

  But if it was done by Taoist Ximen or people in Nanhua Temple, what are they planning?

   Is there any grudge against Shen Yang's mother and son?

   This made Chu Nanzhi very puzzled.

  At present, we must first figure out where the poisonous tea leaves in the honeysuckle tea come from, and how they are put into the tea bag.

   But when she thought about how to enter the Nanhua Temple, her whole head grew bigger.

  None of these people around him is a qualified Taoist citizen, even if he took the county government's paperwork for the purpose of investigating the case, he might not be able to enter the royal palace.

  Hu Maoxi was terrified of even a Zhao Taigong, and he would definitely not fight against Huang Wei because of the lives of two lowly people.

  Just when she was full of thoughts, the voices of the second treasure and the fourth treasure came in at the same time: "Aniang, we have finished eating."

  Chu Nanzhi came back to her senses, and saw that several people were staring at her in a daze, waiting for her to give orders.

  She also didn't care about eating a few more wontons, and signaled to the groom and the yamen servant: "Let's go."

  Going back to the carriage, Erbao Lin Ruixi saw her frowning, and suddenly thought of something:

"Aniang, yesterday the county magistrate grandfather said that Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Han went to Nanhua Temple to pick those poisonous scented teas. The tea leaves from Mrs. Yang can poison rats, so can the tea leaves picked by Mrs. Han also poison them? ?”

"Oops."

  After being reminded by Erbao, Chu Nanzhi finally realized: If the tea leaves picked by Mrs. Han were tampered with, and if there were any accidents, it would be a matter of life and death.

  Yesterday I kept thinking about whether this matter had something to do with Mrs. Han, but completely ignored it. If this matter had nothing to do with Mrs. Han, but I knew it clearly but didn't stop it, then I would be guilty of a serious crime.

  She hurriedly told the groom: "Let's hurry to Shen's house."

  Hearing her anxious tone, the groom ignored the passers-by on the road, yelled loudly to repel passers-by and galloped on his horse.

  Hurrying quickly, he arrived in front of Shen's house in a short while.

  Although the funeral was only yesterday, the Shen family's mansion was already extremely quiet, apart from the white banner hanging above the door, there was not a single person in sight.

   Sure enough, he is a practitioner of pure heart and asceticism.

  Li Sanmu took the official documents from the government and went to call the door, while Chu Nanzhi led the others to wait not far from the door.

  Suddenly, an indistinct sound of shouting and cursing came from nowhere, and Chu Nanzhi and the others were all shocked when they heard it.

   Erbao Lin Ruixi curiously searched for the place where the voice came from.

   Seeing this, Chu Nanzhi hurriedly dragged Sibao to chase after Erbao.

Turning the corner of the street, entering a quiet alley, and walking a few more steps, he was about to grab Erbao, but the little guy heard the sound getting closer, and took small steps directly to the place. He ran excitedly.

  Waiting to catch up with Er Bao, she saw that she was staring blankly at the opening of a small door, lost in thought.

"You little bastard, your little mother killed my uncle, do you think my aunt will still protect you? This family will only be settled after labor and management talk about it. Your little mother has done such shameless things. Labor and management will not It is considered kind of you to drive out, but you still secretly give money to the lowly girl next to your little mother behind your back, you must be impatient."

  Chu Nanzhi also looked into the door after hearing the ugly but immature curse.

  In the small courtyard in front of the door, a boy about thirteen or fourteen years old was aggressively scolding the child sitting on the ground and a crying girl.

  Thinking about what he heard just now, and looking at the cold and expressionless face sitting on the ground, he guessed in his heart that Zhizi was the only heir of Dafang, Shen Yunqing.

The little maid guarded Shen Yunqing tightly, crying and explaining desperately: "My young lady has never harmed the master, but others don't believe in the servant, but she knows it very well. This money is also my young man who is afraid that the servant will be hungry on the way home. Poor The maidservant only gave me a tael of money, so I just don’t need the maidservant, Erlang, please don’t embarrass my young man again.”

  The young man called Erlang snatched the money from the maid and began to kick the master and servant viciously, cursing angrily:

   "The labor and management said that this little **** loves to ask for money from his aunt when he has nothing to do. How can he spend money at such a young age? It turns out that you two have been embezzled by you master and servant."

  The little maid was kicked until she vomited blood, but she kept tightly guarding Shen Yunqing, and argued with reason:

"What do you ask for money? It was rewarded by the mistress to my little man. The mistress said that as long as the little man is obedient and can read and read well, he will give him money. Besides, Erlang, you are from the second room. Why do you care about us? Regarding the matter of the eldest house, the Patriarch has said in front of him that you are not allowed to meddle in the affairs of the eldest house."

   "Hey, you shameless bastard, you dare to contradict me. My uncle has passed away, and I will be the master of the big house in the future. You know nothing."

  Shen Jia Erlang said, and kicked towards the master and servant again.

   "You are not allowed to beat people, why do you beat people, my father said, anyone who beats people casually is a bad person."

  Erbao Lin Ruixi was overwhelmed with anger, and without Chu Nanzhi's permission, he ran over in a hurry.

   This little guy didn't know where he got so much strength, he pushed Shen Jiaerlang to the ground, and then bravely stopped Shen Yunqing's master and servant.

  Shen Jia Erlang got up angrily, and glared at Erbao ferociously.

  Only because of the disparity in stature, the second treasure is already far behind, but at this time the little guy has no fear at all, and he raises his small eyes to meet his glaring eyes.

   "Where did you come from, Xiao Yezhong, dare to take care of the affairs of labor and capital."

  Shen Jia Erlang said angrily that he was going to push Erbao.

  Chu Nanzhi pulled Sibao to greet him immediately, and shouted towards the yard: "Whose child is so uneducated, dirty-mouthed, labor-capital, and closed-mouthed, no one disciplines him?"

  (end of this chapter)