Bone Painting Coroner

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Chang'an Institute!

Ji Yunshu smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

Wen Lingyang said, "Wen must go to see the master first, so that he will not disturb the husband to read the file. If there is anything unclear, please call me at any time."

When Wen Lingyang left, Zhang arrested and said, "Ji Gu...Mr. Ji, Master Wen has been in the government office for two years. The person is very good. This person is not only smart, but also efficient."

"Why is Zhang catching the best of Master Kwawen?"

"Do not hide Mr., actually..." Zhang arrested the head a little embarrassedly, and said sullenly, "My younger sister appreciates Master Master very much, and my brother, naturally, has some selfishness."

puff--

Ji Yunshu lowered his head and smiled, "It turns out that this is the case. I think Master Li is a talented person, and he is careful. He is indeed a rare good person. Your sister has a good vision."

"That's that."

"However, there is one thing I don't understand."

Zhang Zhaotou asked, "Sir, please."

"Since Master Li is so smart, and he is also a talented man, it stands to reason that he should go to Beijing to continue to participate in the Imperial Examination, how could he be a two-year difference in Yamen?"

Zhang arrested the head: "Master Shi said, he didn't want to participate in the imperial examination, and he won the first prize. That's a title. It would be better to be a little master in Yuzhou City."

Yep!

Indifferent to fame and fortune, it is worthy of appreciation.

Ji Yunshu smiled warmly and nodded.

After turning back to the table case, she read the file again.

When it was almost dark, he went to Fang Mingsan.

When Fang Mingsan was worrying about the case, he hadn't eaten a few sips in the past two months, and the whole person was sick.

Seeing Ji Yunshu coming to him and thinking of the progress of the case, he asked anxiously, "Mr. Ji, but has a clue?"

Are you kidding me?

"Master Fang, I just read the meeting file and learned the details of the matter and the specific content. I have to go to the dead and the scene of the murder to make a conclusion."

Fang Mingsan nodded.

"The official understands."

He made a move and ordered the two little arresters, "Go to Changfu quickly and inform them that Master Chang's body will not be buried for the time being, but will be re-inspected."

"Yes!"

Xiaocao ran away.

Fang Mingsan pointed out, "Mr. Ji, it's not too early to see the sky. You might as well rest for one night and go to Changfu tomorrow morning."

"No need, the case is tight."

After all, Jing Rong only gave herself five days. She didn't want to waste time and never rested.

Seeing her being so determined, Fang Mingsan ordered to go down, took the people in the yamen, and informed Wen Lingyang to take ink, ink, paper and inkstone, and went to Changfu together.

As soon as he went out, Jing Rong followed.

"This king will go with you."

Cold face!

Fang Mingsan stepped forward, "Your lord, let's go to rest first. Mr. Ji has an official next to him, and will definitely not let her have an accident."

Jing Rong smirked, his sleeves flicked, and behind his hands, he stared at Ji Yunshu, "This king does not believe in Master Lou, but he does not believe in Mr. Ji."

Yep?

What does this mean?

Ji Yunshu's eyes twitched slightly, his mouth shut, and he was unable to fight back.

Indeed, in Jingrong's eyes, he is a troublemaker!

...

A group of people arrived in Changfu!

At the door stood two little men dressed in mourning clothes. The door was closed tightly, and even the iron ring was covered with white cloth.

Along the way, Fang Mingsan also told Ji Yunshu about the situation in Changfu.

In Yuzhou City, Changfu can be regarded as a big household. Master Chang started as a silk. The entire silk business in Yuzhou City was basically monopolized by him, but Master Chang is a kind person, and he will give gifts every year. Mishi porridge is also very well-known in Yuzhou City. Naturally, there is no Qiu family. This died for no reason, but it is strange.

If it is said that it was caused by a family member, it would not be justified.

When Master Chang was alive, he was very kind to the people in his family, and he was also generous in his shots. Everyone said that he was a living Bodhisattva. What family property dispute, because after the death of Mrs. Chang's original wife seven years ago, since then, he never married a wife.

At the knee, there is only one daughter!

Exclude these, what are the possibilities?

Ji Yunshu thought for a moment, without conclusion.

Everyone went to the hall in the backyard of Changfu. The coffin was still placed in the center of the room. The white satin was hung around and the incense was lit. A pot was also placed at the door. The pot was covered with a black cloth and a flower was placed on it. White flowers.

On the corner of the door, there are two white lanterns hanging, and the light is swaying with the moonlight falling down.

Under the lantern, two jade pendants tied with black ropes were hung.

This style is generally the habit of large households.

In the hall, Miss Chang's family knelt beside her, wearing a mourning suit, wearing a mourning cap, and bowed her head sobbing.

The milkmaid was by her side, comforting her from time to time, but to no avail.

Seeing so many people coming, the housekeeper Chang greeted him. He first glanced at Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu behind him, and then said to Fang Mingsan, "Master Fang, haven't your previous works in Yamen had experienced corpses? Check it again?"

Fang Mingsan turned sideways, pointing at Jing Rong, "Changguan, this is King Rong."

"Rong Wang?" Chang Steward stunned and knelt to the ground quickly. "Small see the prince. I don't know if the prince is here.

Jing Rong narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, "Get up, don't need to be loud."

The housekeeper often swallowed up, but did not dare to raise his head, awe and dare.

Fang Mingsan pointed to Ji Yunshu again and introduced, "This is Mr. Ji. This case will be hers' responsibility. So he will take Mr. Ji to a trip, which makes Master Chang buried one day later."

"It turns out this way."

The housekeeper Chang raised his eyelids and looked at Ji Yunshu. He bowed to the side and stretched his hand to the hall. "My old man's body is inside. Please sir."

Ji Yun nodded, raised his feet in.

Just walking to the side of the coffin, Miss Changjia, who had been kneeling and sobbing, suddenly made a noise.

"who are you?"

The tone was slightly choked, like the sound of a thin willow falling on the water.

When Ji Yunshu looked at it, she met the tearful, red eyes of Miss Chang's family.

The woman was only about ten years old. She was a pretty lady, and she appeared slim, and her small body was kneeling on the ground, shaking at the moment.

Ji Yunshu said, "Last surname Ji."

"Are you here to find out why my father died?"

"Yep."

"Then, can you find out who killed my dad?"

"If he killed him, yes."

"My father hurts me so much, he is dead, I don't know what to do."

Miss Changjia has a sour nose, and her big eyes stare straight at her.

Ji Yunshu walked in front of her, squatted down and rubbed her head and asked, "What's your name?"

"A word."

"sounds so good."

"This name was married by my mother, but she is dead, and now my father is dead."

Speaking of course, it is indeed pitiful!

Ji Yunshu said, "In a word, you go back to the room first, get a good night's sleep, and take your father out for funeral tomorrow morning."

The milkmaid on the side moved her lips and thought, she persuaded herself several times. She often refused to take a rest. How could you, a person who just appeared, persuade?

Where to know--

Chang Yi nodded.