Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

Yan Lin was extremely reluctant. Although he was a doctor, it was unlucky to see dead people all the time.

Thinking of how he repeatedly asked for water to wash up last night, and how the waiter looked at him like a monkey, Yan Lin waved his hands and said, "No, Mrs. Zhang is dead. Autopsy on the deceased is a job for a man, and a doctor can't do it!"

When Xiao Wu saw the official Chai and his young master pushing and shoving, he also helped: "Master Chai, my young master has dizziness..."

"Mr. Zhang drowned herself. I guarantee that Mr. Yan won't faint."

Several officials summoned Yan Lin. Yan Lin was no match for him, so he was carried on horseback like a little chicken.

Seeing this, Xiaowuzi volunteered: "The younger one will go too. The younger one can't be separated from my young master!"

The official looked at the young man and had no intention of taking him with him, so he suggested: "The lady who followed me to Ma's house yesterday is very capable. Why don't you go back and report the news and call that lady too?"

The scandal of the Ma family spread throughout the city overnight, and everyone in the market was talking about this topic this morning.

Zhang, as the central figure, suddenly disappeared, which aroused the attention of the people.

"We are under great pressure. Your Excellency has already spoken. We must investigate clearly. Even if Zhang is a licentious person, he is not a treacherous person who deserves to die."

The official sighed a few times and hurried away, leaving Xiao Wu standing there stupidly. After realizing what he was doing, he hurriedly ran to the inn.

After seeing Jiang Yuzhu, Xiao Wuzi wiped his sweat and said anxiously: "Mrs. Xie, the official has kidnapped my young master!"

Jiang Yuzhu raised her eyelids, took a sip of porridge slowly, and then asked: "Did your young master commit a crime?"

"How is this possible?"

Xiao Wu lamented that the young master was unlucky, and told the whole story eloquently, "Ms. Zhang committed suicide by throwing herself into a trap. The official took the young master away just to attract others. My young master is just a brick. The official is not interested in drinking, he just wants to attract you!"

Jiang Yuzhu put down her chopsticks, curled her lips and said with a smile: "You and Yan Lin are worthy of being masters and servants. It is no different to use this idiom and allusion indiscriminately."

Yesterday, Mrs. Zhang was forcibly separated in full view of the public, her eyes filled with joy of surviving the disaster.

Jiang Yuzhu had observed Mr. Zhang and always felt that this person cherished his life.

One night, people suddenly drowned themselves. No wonder the officials suspected something fishy.

With nothing to do, Jiang Yuzhu stood up and said, "Let's go to Sun's house and have a look."

Jiang Yuzhu took several maids to the street in front of Ma's house. The area was already crowded with people joining in the fun, whispering to each other.

"Zhang is a widow who got a lot of money from old man Ma. She has a bad reputation, has no children, and her family doesn't move around. Wouldn't it be better to take the money and fly away and remarry?"

"That's right, Zhang is so coquettish and shameless, how could he commit suicide in shame?"

Not to mention that the people didn't believe it, even the servants of the Ma family noticed that the atmosphere in the house was depressing and weird.

Jiang Yuzhu stood on the edge of the street. The officer who maintained order had a keen eye and immediately said to everyone: "Get out of the way, everyone, get out of the way, the widow is here!"

So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Yuzhu successfully entered Ma Mansion.

Having visited once yesterday, Jiang Yuzhu was familiar with the road and headed straight to the backyard with a few maids.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, Jiang Yuzhu was attracted by the person lying upright on the ground. She rubbed her brows and asked, "Why did Mr. Yan faint again?"

Those who didn’t know better still thought that what was lying on the ground was a corpse.

Seeing this, Xiaowuzi rushed up with a strong stride and wailed: "Master, Master, please wake up quickly, don't leave me behind!"

Just as Yan Lingang came to his senses, he was hit by a splash of saliva and wished he could faint again.

"Little five!"

The human-shaped water spray machine was still producing saliva, and Yan Lin finally couldn't bear it any longer and raised his voice a little higher.

On the side, the official came over and said apologetically: "We didn't lie to anyone. That Zhang family is still hanging on the tree. It was Boss Ma who had a nosebleed, and it happened to be thrown on Mr. Yan..."

Yan Lin had already gotten better, but the nosebleeds caused him to get sick again.

Jiang Yuzhu shook his head and sighed, sympathizing with Yan Lin's bad luck for the first time.

"Mrs. Xie, are you here to save me?"

Yan Lin was very moved, and he would be willing to give Jiang Yuzhu another [-]% profit from the patent medicine shop.

Jiang Yuzhu remained silent, her eyes falling on an ancient tree with a thick trunk in the small garden in the backyard.

In early April of the lunar calendar, the sky is clear and the weather is clear, and fresh leaves have grown on the trees.

Zhang was wearing a pink dress, hanging high up, her eyes wide open and her face ferocious.

Under the tree, a man was working at the commander's post, and everyone was digging a hole.

Jiang Yuzhu was in awe when she saw how professional the work was. Could it be that Daqi's forensic science has become so advanced?

In modern times, there is indeed a way to determine whether a person hanged himself by testing the microorganisms in the soil below.

Jiang Yuzhu stood quietly on one side without disturbing him.

After waiting for a long time, the more she looked, the more something was wrong. She asked the official on the side: "Master, is it necessary to dig this hole so deep?"

"Madam, you are a foreigner and do not understand the customs of our place. The hole must be dug three feet, and it cannot be shallower."

After the official finished speaking, he found a ruler to measure and urged a few more words.

Jiang Yuzhu looked confused. Could it be that she had misunderstood?

Seeing that Jiang Yuzhu was puzzled, the official took the initiative to explain: "You see, there are many places in Ma's house, but Zhang chose to throw herself under a tree. That's because this way of death is more down-to-earth."

"It is said that people who hang themselves to death will not be led by ghosts to enter the underworld, so they have to bury charcoal three feet underground to ensure that they will be buried in peace and be reincarnated into a good family in the next life."

Since Zhang hanged himself, he must have buried the charcoal first.

This was the first time Jiang Yuzhu heard about it, but she couldn't express anything. The deceased was the most important person and she respected the local customs.

"It was dug out, and there was charcoal. He hanged himself!"

Wu Zuo and the official took out the charcoal and showed it to the Ma family.

The strange thing is that Mrs. Ma did not show gloating, but cried with a worried look on her face: "Ms. Zhang, why can't you think about it so hard?"

The faces of the rest of the Ma family were gloomy, with no visible expressions.

Ma Xiaoqin, the daughter of old man Ma, sneered: "With Zhang's shamelessness, how could he give up the Ma family's wealth? It's probably because my father died unjustly and came to find the vixen to settle accounts!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Ma family had different expressions.

Ma Xiaoqin still felt unhappy and said sarcastically: "Mom, Mrs. Zhang died at the right time. You can be buried together with your father and keep each other company."

"You girl, why don't you go back to your husband's house and stop meddling in her family's affairs!"

Mrs. Ma was so angry that she heard what her daughter meant.

Although she has long disliked Old Man Ma, why should she help the dead old man and the vixen?No!

Ma Xiaoqin said in a strange tone: "Dad made it clear when he was alive that I am the daughter of the Ma family and I have a share of the family property!"

"Stop daydreaming, it's just water thrown away by your married daughter!"

Boss Ma didn't say anything, and Boss Ma didn't want to do it anymore.

There is only so much property in the family, and if one more person shares the money, he will get one less cent.

Touching his own interests, Ma Laoer said angrily: "Marry a man, dress and eat with a man, look at who you are marrying, and go back to your parents' house every three days to enjoy the autumn breeze. Aren't you ashamed?"