On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

There were no other people in the mourning hall except them. Gongsun Zhuoyu thought for a moment, then went to the door and locked it, then turned to look at the maid, "What's your name?"

The servant girl was startled when she saw this, thinking that he was going to do something? What, she knelt down on the ground with a plop, lowered her head in horror and dared not speak.

Gongsun Zhuoyu squatted down in front of her, "Girl, don't be afraid, what do I ask, you? Just answer? Well, I swear with my life that what you said today will never reach the old lady's ears."

The servant girl still hesitated, and dared not speak.

Gongsun Zhuoyu had no choice but to say, "Could it be that the girl wants to go to the prison of the Beijing Law Department?"

These three words are obviously very powerful. When the servant girl heard "Jinglusi", she immediately raised her head in horror, waved her hands quickly, and almost cried, "My lord, please forgive me, I really don't know anything."

Gongsun Zhuoyu returned to the question just now, "What's the girl's name?"

The maid sobbed and said, "My lord, the maidservant's name is Ziyan, and she has been serving the old lady in her room."

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded, "Then do you recognize Siyun?"

Zi Yan shook her head hastily, "My lord, I really don't know Siyun, but I just heard that she was from the embroidery room when the servants in the mansion were chatting."

Gongsun Zhuoyu wondered if Siyun was still a celebrity in the Hong Mansion, "Oh? What did they say when they were chatting?"

Ziyan glanced left and right, and then said with lingering fears? "I heard from them that Siyun was very good-looking, and was taken by the young master, and was supposed to be brought into the room as a concubine, but for some reason, the young master was sick. After her sudden death, she suddenly disappeared, and her whereabouts have been unknown. Today, when the adults came to the door, we found out that she was dead."

The servants and maidservants of rich families are not allowed to go out easily, and their news is naturally not well-informed.

Gongsun Zhuoyu pointed to the corner and said, "Then do you know who was kneeling here?"

Ziyan was startled when she heard the words, she fell back and sat on the ground, "How does your lord know?!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't miss any of her expressions, "If the girl knows something, you'd better tell the truth, and I will definitely not implicate you, otherwise the girl will have to go to the prison for trial."

Zi Yan shook her head with red eyes, almost crying, "My lord, if you don't believe it, this slave once saw a ghost here..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes froze, "How do you say it?"

Zi Yan sobbed in a low voice, "Since the young master died suddenly, the old lady has issued an order, here

No one was allowed to enter or leave the mourning hall, and the servants were not allowed to come in and clean it until the coffin was buried in the ground ten days ago. "

As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced at the corner of the wall, and then quickly looked away, as if remembering something terrible, her body trembling slightly, "Before the coffin of the young master was buried, the slave once sneaked in to find the lost cat." Once, but who would have thought but saw..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked, "See what?"

Zi Yan recalled what happened that night, her expression was still a little dazed, she just felt like a dream, "Slave... Slave saw a woman kneeling in the corner of the wall, she kept looking up at the sky, her mouth was wide open, inside Burning a piece of wick is really terrifying..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu squinted his eyes when he heard the words, thinking that the woman might be Siyun.

Ziyan clutched her chest, and said with lingering fear, "In the middle of the night, this servant thought she had hit a ghost, and after returning home, she became seriously ill, and always saw the woman in a trance. If it wasn't for the old lady's order today, this servant would never dare to come of the mourning hall."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that this mourning hall was ordered by Mrs. Hong not to enter, so the human wax placed in it would naturally have something to do with her, but she just wanted to find out the reason and needed more clues.

Gongsun Zhuoyu helped Ziyan up from the ground, and didn't ask her any more, otherwise she would really be troubled, but just asked, "Where is the embroidery room?"

Ziyan bit her lip and pointed to the east, "The embroidery room is buzzing with locomotives every day. My lord, keep walking to the east. You can find it just by listening to the sound."

Gongsun Zhuoyu glanced at her, "You? Just wait for me here. If the old lady asks, you? Just say that I ran away by myself, there is no need to say anything else."

Zi Yan nodded, "The servant will definitely keep his mouth shut."

Gongsun Zhuoyu came out of the mourning hall, and walked along the east side, as expected, he heard a messy sound of locomotive looms, followed the sound, and saw an embroiderer sitting in the courtyard weaving.

Gongsun Zhuoyu originally wanted to listen to the corner outside, but the embroiderer was so focused that she didn't say a word while weaving. He stood there for a long time and didn't hear anything, so he could only walk in.

The Hong family rarely sees strangers? The male guest, the embroidered lady saw Gongsun Zhuoyu walking in, and subconsciously stopped her movements, "You? Who are you?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Sister, I came here with my master to offer incense to the young master of the Hong family. Because I didn't know the way, I came here in a daze. May I ask how to get to the front hall?"

He? Didn't wear official uniform today, plus

The Hong family had just died, so they deliberately picked out plain clothes, saying that the entourage of any high-ranking official could barely pass.

Xiu Niang pointed him in the direction, "You? Just walk along the rockery pond."

Gongsun Zhuoyu hurriedly said thank you. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the pattern of the embroidered mother's cloth, and suddenly said in surprise, "Oh! My sister's hand? It's a coincidence. The pattern of this fabric is delicate and exquisite. I looked at the pattern in the palace. Craftsmanship is nothing more than that!"

The embroiderer is in her early fifties, and she is equivalent to an aunt in future generations. There is no aunt who doesn't like to chat. She immediately smiled happily when she heard the words

Flowers: "Where is there anything? It's just a coincidence, but weaving casually. At a young age, my mouth is sweet."

Gongsun Zhuoyu immediately beat the snake and came to her side with the stick, "Sister, don't believe it, I'm telling the truth. When I came, I don't know who said it, you? What is the name of the embroidery room here?" What?...Siyun's girl is the best at handicrafts, so is my sister Siyun?"

"Pfft!" Xiu Niang glared at him, "I'm not Siyun, that little hoof is already dead, bad luck!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu heard some subtext from her words, and said deliberately, "Dead? Really? Is it fake? Is my sister trying to lie to me?"

The embroidered lady was getting old, and her mouth was broken, and she couldn't hold back her thoughts. Seeing that there was no one around, he was idle anyway, so he simply chatted with Gongsun Zhuoyu, "Is there anyone who uses this kind of thing to lie to others? If you die, you die. Lie to you? Why?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said, "That's really jealous of beauty, such a good girl, why did she die so early?"

Xiu Niang said? "Who says it's not? That little hoof is really hard-fought. He fell in love with the young master for no reason, and..."

Up to this point, she suddenly fell silent, and sighed thoughtlessly, "It's a blessing, not a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided."

Gongsun Zhuoyu hurriedly said, "Sister, don't tempt me. I like listening to stories the most. Tomorrow my master will be transferred back to Qingzhou. I'm afraid I have to go with him. I won't be able to return to the capital for a few days. You? Let me tell you about her."

Things like gossip are only interesting if they are discussed together, how uncomfortable I feel in my heart. Xiuniang heard Gongsun Zhuoyu say that he would leave Beijing tomorrow, and she expected nothing would happen, so she whispered, "You? You have to cover your mouth tightly, this matter is no small matter."

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded, "My mouth is the tightest, sister, please speak quickly."

The embroiderer shook her head, "That Siyun, do you really have a hand? Good embroidery work, one day I will send clothes

When he was young, he was taken a fancy to by the young master and wanted to accept her as his concubine. If it was done, he could be regarded as flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix. "

Gongsun Zhuoyu followed and said, "It's a pity that your little son died suddenly."

Xiu Niang said? "Who said it wasn't? I heard that the young master died suddenly that night, she was waiting in the room, and he disappeared early the next morning. He is dead or alive."

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked, "Then do you know where she went?"

Xiu Niang shook her head, "You can't talk nonsense, but it's probably dead, who made her unlucky, the young master happened to be waiting by the side when he died suddenly, the old lady beat her several times with a cane in anger, many people I see."

Gongsun Zhuoyu guessed secretly, maybe the old lady turned her anger on Siyun because of the sudden death of her most beloved grandson, then she was too vicious.

Just in this way, the case is a bit tricky? If Siyun was really killed by Mrs. Hong, let alone whether she admits it or not, just how to arrest him is a big problem.

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't stay long and left in a hurry. If you want to know what happened on the night when the young master of the Hong family died suddenly, besides asking the servants in the mansion, you can only ask the doctor.

When Gongsun Zhuoyu rushed back to the mourning hall, Ziyan was standing at the door and waiting anxiously. Seeing him? Come here, he hurriedly trotted forward, "My lord, you can count yourself back. The old lady just sent someone to ask, and the slave said that you were gone." The latrine, that's how I managed to prevaricate."

Gongsun Zhuoyu touched a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to her, "Miss hard work, let's go back to the front yard."

Zi Yan hesitated to take it, then bowed his knees and saluted, "Thank you for your reward, my lord."

As Gongsun Zhuoyu walked towards the front hall, he asked her, "Miss, you? Do you know that the young master died suddenly that night, who are the doctors who saw him?"

Zi Yan thought about it and said, "I can't count the slaves, but Lord Gongsun can just find a sage. On the night of the young master's sudden death, the family almost invited famous doctors from all over the capital, but they were still powerless. "

Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly said, "Then do you know who was invited first?"

Zi Yandao? "It should be Dr. Ma from Mingchun Hall. If the servants remember correctly, if the master of the house has a headache on weekdays, he is always invited to have a pulse."

The first person to arrive can often witness the whole process, Gongsun Zhuoyu made up his mind to go to Mingchun Hall to find out the news later, but before that, he had to say goodbye to Mrs. Hong according to the etiquette.

"It's really disturbing to come to the door today, and I would like to invite the old lady's day

Ai Shunbian, I will leave now. "

Zi Yan returned to the old lady's side, and said in a low voice, "Master Gongsun put three sticks of incense on the young master, and didn't go anywhere else."

Mrs. Hong opened her eyes when she heard the words, nodded her head imperceptibly, and said to Gongsun Zhuoyu, "Then the lord will walk slowly all the way. The old man has bad legs and feet, so it's inconvenient to see him off."

Gongsun Zhuoyu cupped his hands, "Madam, please stay."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to be about to leave, but he remembered something, turned around and looked at Mrs. Hong, and asked as if confirming, "Madam is serious? Don't you remember that there is a maid named Siyun in the house?"

Mrs. Hong still said, "I am old and my memory is not good."

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