The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

"I let them come."

Wang Yanqing looked at Lu Heng unexpectedly. Lu Heng smiled and said, "I actually arranged other accidents. Who would have thought a murder would happen. This excuse is more useful, so I changed the plan."

After changing the plan temporarily and arriving at the scene so quickly, pretending to be a yamen, it is no wonder that the officials in the capital could not fight against Lu Heng, and the loss was not wrong.

Under the deliberate arrangement of Jin Yiwei, the crowd was dispersed, and Lu Heng could just see the murder scene from this corner. Lu Heng seemed to be among the onlookers, but he was actually looking at the crime scene.

This is not what Wang Yanqing is good at, but she still observes it carefully. There is no obstruction on the embankment, whether fishing or mallard water, you can easily enter the water. The bank was full of willow trees, and at this time, the autumn was stagnant, and the bushes were overgrown, and the river bank looked especially desolate and cold.

Han Wenyan's body was lying not far from the river. He was wearing a blue shirt, soaked in water, and his clothes were covered with green algae. His body was stiff, his skin was pale, his eyes were wide open, there were tiny white foams on his nose and mouth, his fingers were half-fisted, resting on the ground stiffly, and his abdomen was slightly bulging. The "officials" took off his shoes, and could see the sand in his socks and between his fingernails, and the soles of his feet were pale and wrinkled, wrinkled like the hands of a washerwoman.

More and more people gathered around to watch the fun. They were afraid and curious, and gathered together to whisper. Wang Yanqing actually couldn't read the corpse. Seeing that Lu Heng was observing seriously, she didn't bother him, quietly left, and went to inquire about the news in the crowd.

The murder case attracted all the people nearby. With so many people gathered together, it can be described as a large-scale gossip exchange. What kind of grievances and grievances Han Wenyan has, and even what meals he ate yesterday can be revealed to you. Wang Yanqing sneaked in and eavesdropped for a while, maybe he could get some unexpected gains.

At this time, the advantages of women are revealed. When everyone was chatting, they noticed that Wang Yanqing was approaching, and no one cared. If it was replaced by a tall and powerful man like Lu Heng, the people would probably be on guard and would not talk about it.

Wang Yanqing wandered among the crowd, and heard several women sighing at the river bank: "That daughter-in-law of the Han family is only twenty-three or four, and she has no children, so she is a widow, what will you do in the future?"

"What about her family?"

"Her family was in Qingzhou. If she lived well in her hometown, she wouldn't have come to the capital. Besides, she and Scholar Han are cousins ​​and there are no other brothers in the family. Scholar Han is both her husband and her maiden brother. Now that Han Shusheng is dead, There is no one to rely on."

"Qingzhou? Huh, they and Ji Xiu are from the same town?"

"Isn't it? Otherwise, why did Ji Xiucai help Scholar Han to find a living and rent his house to them at a low price."

"It turns out that they are all fellow villagers, I thought..."

Before the woman could finish speaking, the person beside her gave her an elbow and winked to the other side. When the woman saw the person behind her, she understood it and stopped talking.

Wang Yanqing followed the line of sight of the women and found that Chang Tinglan was standing at the end of the crowd, a little uneasy. Wang Yanqing noticed that Chang Tinglan's face was pale, and she kept rubbing her hands. Someone was talking to her next to her. She seemed startled, and took a while to respond.

Looking at her random nodding, she probably didn't understand what the other party said.

Wang Yanqing walked over and whispered, "Miss Chang."

Chang Tinglan heard someone talking to her, and when she turned back to see Wang Yanqing, her shoulders were tense, and she smiled reluctantly: "It's you. You also saw that there was a murder in our neighbor, I'm afraid the renting house..."

Wang Yanqing smiled kindly and said, "It's not in the way, it's not that people are missing in your room, we are not taboo. Mrs. Chang is not in a hurry to refuse. My cousin and I like this location very much. ."

Chang Tinglan nodded slowly, avoiding Wang Yanqing's gaze, and said, "I will tell the boss."

Wang Yanqing approached, held Chang Tinglan's hand, and said softly: "When such a big thing happened, is Mrs. Chang frightened? Alas, after all, they are people who get along with each other day and night. I met them not long ago, but now they're gone. , how can it not be scary."

It is normal for women to have intimate behaviors. Although they were strangers not long ago, Wang Yanqing stepped forward to hold Chang Tinglan's hand, and no one thought it was strange. After Wang Yanqing got started, she felt Chang Tinglan's fingers were cold and sweaty. When she said "I saw it not long ago", Chang Tinglan's fingers tightened unconsciously.

Chang Tinglan's reaction didn't seem like a dead neighbor. No matter how close the relationship between neighbors is, after learning the news of the death, they will not worry about it like this.

Wang Yanqing took Chang Tinglan's hand and asked caringly, "Miss Chang, do you know why Young Master Han fell into the water?"

Chang Tinglan lowered her eyes, her expression was not unusual, but her arms were stiff, and she said, "I don't know either. This river is deep, and people often drown. Maybe he walked carelessly and fell into the river after slipping. Come in."

Wang Yanqing sighed softly and sighed: "That's such a pity. Young Master Han has been in and out for so long, why did Du Du stumble today? Lady Chang, have you seen Young Master Han today? Is he feeling unwell? , did you accidentally have an accident?"

Chang Tinglan pursed her lips slightly and said, "How do I know this? Han Wenyan is Lady Jane's man, she should know better."