Black Lotus Concubine's Case-solving Notes

"What's wrong with you today? You look dispirited?" Madam Liu has been in a trance since she came back from Ninth Miss's courtyard. She broke several teacups in a row. Meng asked with a frown.

Nanny Liu seemed to want to say something but stopped herself.

Meng dismissed all the maids who were waiting for her and said, "Tell me, what has made you so panicked?"

Madam Liu then told the story exactly as it happened in Ninth Miss's courtyard. After she finished speaking, her legs and feet trembled as she said, "That Ninth Miss is really weird!"

Mrs. Meng took a sip of tea from the cup but said nothing.

"Madam, could it be that the young lady is really here to claim my life? After all, I was the one who listened to you, Madam..."

"Dog slave!"

Meng suddenly threw the tea bowl in her hand away, her eyes were full of venom: "Are you going to say that I ordered you to do this?! Don't you think about who you are and watch your skin carefully!"

Madam Liu then realized that she had said the wrong thing. She quickly knelt on the ground and slapped herself on the face: "I have lost my mind! I slap my face! Madam, calm down! Considering that I have served you wholeheartedly for so many years, please forgive me this time!"

"If you do that again, I will throw you and your precious old girl out to feed the dogs!"

“Yes, yes, yes!” Madam Liu kowtowed repeatedly, “Madam, please calm down!”

Mrs. Meng waved her handkerchief in annoyance and stared at the bronze mirror on the dressing table. She had to say that her niece was the calmest in the face of such a big commotion just now, but her hands were still very steady when she was combing her hair, and her hair was combed neatly.

"Shubai, what do you think about this matter?" Meng patted the back of Xie Shubai's hand.

Xie Shubai calmly hid a strand of white hair from Meng's temples into the end of her hair, and then selected a golden hairpin to insert into her bun. She smiled gently and said, "Mother, you know that Shubai never believes in ghosts and gods in this world."

"But the Ninth Miss didn't look like she was acting... She really looked like she heard the baby crying!" Madam Liu still shudders when she thinks about it now.

Xie Shubai did not answer but asked: "Mammy, let me ask you, how long has the young lady been dead?"

Madam Liu thought for a moment and said, "To answer Miss Third, it has been three years!"

"It's been three years. If there really was an innocent ghost, why didn't the young lady speak up earlier or later, but waited until the first day Xie Lanzhao returned home to complain about her injustice? And why did she do that when the maid was present?"

Madam Liu was stunned and said, "I have heard rumors that some children are born with yin and yang eyes! They can see those dirty things! They can hear the evil ghosts crying! Miss Nine could not be..."

With a "puff", Xie Shubai laughed out loud.

Aunt Liu was puzzled: "Why is Third Miss laughing?"

"Madame Liu, don't you understand? My ninth sister is teasing you!"

Aunt Liu was confused: "Where did this come from?"

Xie Shubai said: "I just want to ask you a question, from Shicheng to Beijing, who escorted her all the way back home?"

"Yes... Second Young Master?"

"That's it. The Second Young Master has been blaming Mother for the matter of the late Madam. Otherwise, why would he rather stay in the bitter cold of the northwest than come back all these years? Xie Lanzhao and he have a similar fate, so naturally he shares the same hatred for the enemy, or... is he bewitched by him?"

Nanny Liu was stunned. Meng tapped her fingers on the dressing table, also thoughtful.

"During the journey, the Second Young Master must have talked about many things in the mansion, and the young lady's matter might be among them. Xie Lanzhao's performance today is just a small punishment and a big warning, to speak up for her brother. It seems that she is looking for trouble with the nanny, but in fact... she is slapping her mother in the face!"

"Mother just told me that this Ninth Miss is weak-willed and won't amount to anything. Shubai doesn't agree with that. I think this Ninth Miss is young, but she is very cunning and very scheming."

Aunt Liu suddenly understood what Xie Shubai said. She looked down at her swollen palm and got angry. So that's it! So that's it! She should have thought of it when she bumped into her during the day! It wasn't an accidental trip! It was clearly a deliberate fall on her! She was still in so much pain as if her body was falling apart!

"This little bitch! I'm going to tear her mouth apart today!"

She was about to rush out, but Meng stopped her: "You brainless idiot! Are you rushing out to give me a handle?"

"That Ninth Girl might be waiting for you in the house! When the time comes, she will stand in front of her husband and accuse you of being a wicked slave who bullies his master. Beating you with a stick would be the least of her punishment!"

"What should I do?" Madam Liu was furious. "I can't stand this!"

"What's the hurry?" Meng looked at herself in the bronze mirror. She was very satisfied with the bun that Shubai had tied for her. It was dignified but not without charm. The jewelry she chose was just right, so that she would not steal the limelight from that person tonight, but she was not shabby either. She stroked her temples and smiled slowly, "Aren't Princess Pingchang and Lin'er coming to visit tonight? Princess Pingchang is a person who can't tolerate any grain of sand in her eyes. Can you think about what she hates the most in her life?"

Madam Liu hesitated and said, "Madam is talking about..."

A hint of cruelty flashed in Meng's eyes: "If Xie Lanzhao offends such a noble, even the gods and Buddhas in heaven can't save him!"

Madam Liu's eyes turned, and she immediately understood what Meng meant. A ferocious smile appeared on her face: "I don't need to worry about that! I will teach that little bitch a lesson at the family dinner tonight!"

……

There were a few old clothes in the closet, which must have been worn by some young lady in the mansion. After Shen Jia came out of the bath, she randomly picked a piece of clothing with a less eye-catching pattern and put it on. Unexpectedly, it fit her perfectly.

When she walked out, she found that there was no one in the yard. Only Aunt Liu, who had returned, was guarding the door with a square box in her hand, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"Mammy? Are you waiting for me?"

Madam Liu hated Shen Jia so much at this moment that she had already skinned her alive and torn her bones apart hundreds of times in her mind, but she pretended to be respectful on the surface: "Ninth Miss, I came here specially to bring you some clothes!"

"Sorry to trouble you, Madam. I have to ask you to come all the way here." Feng Jia was about to speak when she heard the person in front of her say.

"We have distinguished guests coming tonight, not only the Prime Minister, but also several brothers in the mansion. This dress is specially prepared for you. Madam has asked you to change into it tonight! Don't wear your old clothes anymore, it will only make you look ridiculous."

Feng Jia's fingers paused for an inaudible moment, but she didn't show it on her face. She calmly took the suitcase from Madam Liu and said, "Thank you for your advice, Madam."

"Then I will take my leave first."

"Goodbye, Mammy."

Nanny Liu took a few steps and turned around involuntarily, thinking that she would wait until the little bitch had finished changing before going back. However, she saw Feng Jia still standing at the door, looking at her with a smile on her face, and the thought that had just arisen in her mind was extinguished again.

She remembered the Fourth Miss's instructions to her: just deliver the things, don't keep them for long, and don't alert the enemy.

That’s all! If he showed too much eagerness, this bitch would not obey him, so he turned his head back and left the apricot garden.

Feng Jia opened the trunk only after Liu Ma and the others were no longer visible. Inside the trunk was a stone-blue long skirt with gold embroidery. It looked ordinary at first glance, but it was actually a secret. The inside of the bottom of the skirt was embroidered with lotus flowers in gold and silver threads, and when she walked, she was like a lotus blooming with every step.

Feng Jia's eyes suddenly turned cold, filled with an icy undercurrent.

She thought of what Nanny Liu had just said about a distinguished guest tonight, and that Meng had specially prepared such a silk dress for her... If she guessed correctly, it must be her who would come tonight!

The real culprit who framed her entire family in order to take her husband away!

"Don't listen to that old woman!"

Feng Jia turned her head in a daze, only to see a man standing on the roof. The man was dressed in a white robe, with long black hair tied up with a purple-gold hairpin, a beautiful jade crown around his waist, and a handsome face with a lively look. Who else could it be but Shen Jing?

"How dare you climb the wall of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" Feng Jia's eyelids twitched.

"What's wrong with the wall of the Prime Minister's Mansion? Not to mention the Prime Minister's Mansion, even..." He often climbed the wall of the Dali Temple!

But Shen Jing didn’t say the second half of the sentence.

"If it wasn't to bring you something, would I have bothered to climb up here? Go on!"

Feng Jia only felt a flash of silver light before her eyes, and she immediately clasped her hands together to catch it. The cold and hard texture of the tentacles made her expression move, and when she opened it, it was just as she expected.

In the palm of his hand were two palm-sized pieces of black iron. At first glance, they looked like ordinary pieces of iron, but in fact, they held a lot of mysteries.

Feng Jia excitedly pulled up his sleeves, tied the black iron on his left and right arms, and pressed the mechanism. The originally heavy iron block immediately turned into two solid wrist guards. Feng Jia pressed the mechanism again, and this time two sharp claws suddenly stretched out from the front of the black iron. The claw blades were polished to a shine, and they could kill with one blow.

"As expected of a skilled craftsman from the General's Mansion, he made it in just three or two hours!"

She thought it would take at least two or three days. Feng Jia put the two pieces of black iron in her possession with satisfaction and bowed to Shen Jing.

Shen Jing bent one leg and hung it on the wall, sneering, "The people in my house are naturally very capable! But... where did you get the blueprint for this hidden weapon?"

This blueprint was exchanged by Feng Jia at the prop shop using her own experience points. Her experience points were emptied by just these two small pieces of black iron, which really hurt her. However, when she thought that this thing could save her life in a critical moment, Feng Jia felt relieved.

Of course, I couldn't tell Shen Jing about this, but I was afraid that he would get suspicious, so I made up a story: "This was originally something from Uncle Wang. I saw it and copied it down. As for where he got it, I don't know."

Fortunately, Shen Jing did not ask any more questions, and only said: "No matter where you got it from or what you use it for, this general does not care, as long as you don't forget the agreement with me!"

Feng Jia thought back to the waxing moon that day. He said to her, "Survive in Xie's house to prove that you are capable of investigating the case for me. If necessary, help me find something in Xie's house."

“What is it?” she asked.

He said, "The remains of a woman."

……

Feng Jia looked at the boy in front of her, and at that moment she felt a little sad. Three years had passed, and she thought that everyone in the world had forgotten her, but she didn't expect that there was still a young boy who took the trouble to find her belongings. She thought that the world had already accepted the fact that she was the daughter of a criminal, and only spit on and abused her, but she didn't expect that there was still someone who firmly believed in her innocence and spared no effort to overturn her case.

"You look at me like that again!" Shen Jing sighed, as if he was disappointed with me: "I've already told you that we are different in status, don't have a crush on me, it's fruitless!"

Feng Jia couldn't help laughing and curled her lips.

Shen Jing then said, "Hear what I just said, don't wear this dress. When I came in just now, I passed by your entrance hall and heard the doorman say that Princess Pingchang will come to your house tonight. If you wear this dress, it will not be a weapon to outshine all the other beauties, but a death warrant!"

When Shen Jia heard the name of Princess Pingchang, her eyes darkened a little.

"The reason is that the current prince consort's ex-wife, Feng Jia, the daughter of the former Dali Temple Minister Feng Guo, wore this skirt when she was named the Princess of Huicheng County for solving a strange case in the capital. It was also on that day that she met Xie Zilin." Shen Jing's eyes were a little lonely. It was a pity that he was too young when she was shining, otherwise Xie Zilin would not have gotten the chance. "But that skirt was embroidered by Madam Feng who gathered more than a dozen beautiful girls for half a year. Although the one in your hand looks very similar, it is not that one. It should be rushed out by someone."

However, even though it was rushed, this skirt can still be described as a work of exquisite craftsmanship.

"That's all I have to say. The rest is up to you."

"Thank you, young general, for your advice." Shen Jia lowered his head and said sincerely.

After waiting for a long time without any response, Shen Jia looked up. The courtyard wall was empty, and there was no trace of Shen Jing.

Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for three years, not only had Shen Jing's temper changed, but his martial arts skills had also become more advanced. Now he could even come and go without a trace. When he had just learned to climb walls, he would climb over to the Dali Temple every night. He would either break the tiles on the roof or smash the vase she had just bought. Anyway, his ability to walk at night was full of loopholes.

Feng Jia shook her head helplessly and was about to go back to the house, but she heard a bang and the sound of a teacup knocking over not far outside the yard, followed by footsteps running away.

Unexpectedly, just after sending away a guy who flew over the roof, another one came to eavesdrop. Feng Jia walked out and looked at the bowls and cups that were smashed to pieces on the ground. The golden soup and the ginseng and abalone inside were scattered all over the floor. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.