After my rebirth, I was the most favored person in Beijing

Lin Xi met Chen Xun again. She had never thought that he would appear in Yecheng. After all, they had never talked about the future at that time.

"You, what are you doing here?" Lin Xi was sitting in front of him. The first time she saw him, she knew that this matter must be very complicated. But now that it has come to this point, she knew that Chen Xun came here probably because of the order from above.

She saw that Chen Xun was drinking tea and had no intention of paying attention to her at all, and she immediately understood.

"Are you here because of the Xie family's matter?"

After saying that, Lin Xi put the bowl down on the table. She didn't want to drink anymore. She wanted to know from Chen Xun what he was going to do to the Xie family next.

But now that things have gotten to this point, many people don’t want to continue talking. Now that it has come to this, the matter has become what it is now.

Lin Xi knew that many people did not want the Xie family to continue to occupy Yecheng.

So, it’s not that no one had taken action against the Xie family in the past. Who made my grandfather willingly become a part of the cycle?

The courtyard, which was not very big to begin with, suddenly saw more elegantly dressed women. After hearing Jiang Xiu's voice, they followed her into the courtyard.

The Jiang family originally had only one branch. My aunt Jiang Xiu married a son-in-law, so my father decided to open a separate branch for my aunt. Later, after my mother passed away, he married his current second wife, Xu. After Xu came into the mansion, she gave birth to a son and a daughter. She has been living with my grandfather in Yecheng and rarely comes back.

Jiang Yan gradually remembered that the Chen Mansion had originally invited her stepsister Jiang Yuanyue to the banquet, but her aunt insisted that she go with her. When she arrived, she encountered this incident. Before she had time to think about it, she heard her aunt say in front of everyone:

"Sister Yan, you were not wearing this when you came here!" Jiang Xiu was already middle-aged, wearing a crimson dress. Her face looked kind and approachable, but if you looked closely, you could see a shrewd and fierce look in the corners of her eyes.

Jiang Yan looked calm and waited for her to continue. She remembered clearly that when she started to explain, others thought she was guilty and couldn't explain herself, so her relationship with Chen Chu was settled in an unclear way.

However, she still didn't understand what on earth was there about her that could make them plot against her like this.

Jiang Xiu took a step forward, took her hand, and said loudly: "Sister Yan, did you do something and are too embarrassed to tell your aunt? Your aunt will make the decision for you."

After she said that, the eyes of the noble ladies she brought with her fell on Jiang Yan. Everyone present understood that today's banquet was a trap for Miss Jiang. Some of the ladies who were afraid of the situation looked at Jiang Yan with a bit of pity and regret.

Jiang Yan turned her head and stared straight at Jiang Xiu's face, her eyebrows and eyes were serious, and her voice was sharp: "Aunt, what do you mean by this? I just went to change clothes, and there was no one to serve me. I got lost and got caught in the rain. Later, I met a maid, and she brought me here."

Jiang Xiu's face changed. She didn't expect that she was not as easy to manipulate as her face showed. She frowned and thought about their plan. They had to confirm the relationship between her and Chen Chu today.

She quickly winked at Chen, the eldest wife of the Chen family, who was standing nearby. She quickly said "Eh" and said loudly, "Why is my brother here?"

Jiang Yan raised her eyes and looked at her mother-in-law Chen, who had tried every means to torture her in her previous life, and sneered, actually forgetting about her.

If I don't stop their thoughts today, I'm afraid they will plot against me again in the future.

Chen Chu stood outside the courtyard gate, walking and stopping, very reluctant to appear in everyone's sight. He frowned, with the heroic spirit of a military general. When no one was paying attention, he glanced at his mother and pursed his lips into a straight line.

"My son meets his mother and all the aunts and ladies." Chen Chu said reluctantly. His eight-foot-tall height was particularly conspicuous among the crowd of women.

Jiang Yan looked at him. Even though the light was dim, she could still see his angular face. Among all the young men in Kyoto, he was considered to be of superior appearance. However, the image of Chen Xun's ice-like face appeared in her mind.

Chen Chu lowered his head, glanced around and stopped at Jiang Yan's face. The faint light from the lantern made her fair cheeks red and her eyes bright. A double-petal peony was pinned on her hair, and it and her hair fluttered in the evening breeze, adding a bit of beauty to her elegant face.

He hadn't expected that the man his mother had asked him to marry would be so attractive in appearance. His heart skipped a beat and he didn't even notice the person next to him calling him.

"If you're not going to the banquet, why are you here?" Chen said this with a smile.

Chen Chu thought of his mother's arrangement, and the corners of his lips rose. He was very satisfied with Jiang Yan, and naturally happy with their arrangement. He asked repeatedly: "Did someone call me out and wait here?"

Without waiting for Jiang Yan to figure out, Jiang Xiu took out a handkerchief, pretended to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and tilted her figure: "Sister Yan, how could you do such a thing..."

From the perspective of the small-time heroine and the big-time hero, the novel describes two different types of people who face crises together when faced with the turbulence of the times. It is also a group portrait, showing the wonderful aspects of different characters in their lives.

Someone died in Nishimura again.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and when looking inside the village from outside, there was a layer of mist.

A carriage stopped at the entrance of the village. The coachman tilted his head, his expression gloomy and as if he had something to hide, and asked the person inside, "Girl, are you sure this is the place?"

It was strange for a young girl to come to a place where people were dying one after another.

After saying this, the young girl in the carriage got off. She was holding the box in her hand and nodded and said, "Yes."

The groom raised his head and saw a petite girl with bright eyes and white teeth. She was wearing a blue long coat and a crabapple flower pinned on her temples. She exuded a simple elegance, but the determination in her eyes made people unable to look away.

The groom pointed at the intersection and said, "This place is weird, girl, what can you do here?"

A gloomy wind blew from the West Village, and a faint fragrance wafted out from the box in her hand.

The groom had never smelled such a smell before, and was even a little addicted to it. His eyes unconsciously looked towards the box again and again.

"Rescue."

The groom just thought she was joking. Since ancient times, there has never been such a young girl saving people. He didn't take her words to heart at all.

Xie Ruan raised his eyes, his eyes were heavy, and he took out a few more strings of copper coins from the silver bag and said, "Thank you. Please help me find a way to the Song family."

The groom was stunned, his hands paused, his eyes widened, wondering if he had heard wrongly, and asked in disbelief: "Girl, you said...the Song family?"

"Ah."

The groom's hand trembled as he took the copper coin, and the coin immediately rolled to the ground. He stepped back repeatedly, his face turning pale: "The Song family was wiped out three months ago. What are you doing in the Song family, girl?"

Xie Ruan looked at his expression, frowned slightly, and asked, "Destroy the whole family?"

"Mr. Song and his entire family died in a mysterious fire."

"Only Mr. Song's engaged youngest daughter survived, but she became insane and always spoke nonsense. The family that was engaged to her canceled the marriage. The villagers thought she was crazy and were worried about her. They wanted to send her to a charity institution, but they didn't expect Miss Song to disappear."

"That is, after the incident at the Song Mansion, two or three brides died in Xicun. These brides were all the same age as the eldest daughter of the Song family."

Xie Ruan's eyes were heavy: "Since the whole family was wiped out, then where is the murderer?"

The groom shook his head: "This is the government's business. What's more, some people say that Old Master Song doesn't want to live anymore and wants to take his family to die."

"The Song Mansion is weird. If what you want to do is not important, you'd better not go!"

"Thank you." Xie Ruan didn't say anything, carrying the box and heading into the small path of West Village.

The old master of the Song Mansion was once the prince's tutor, a first-rank official, and he himself was a great scholar. Now there are many of his students in the court. The surname Song is also a family surname in Suiyang County, with a high status. Later, because of the involvement of the deposed prince, although he moved to Xicun, His Majesty specially granted the title of Anbohou to the old master Song to appease the people.

Old Master Song once saved her life, so after receiving the letter from him, she hurried back from southern Xinjiang.

How could a person who wrote a book asking her to come back for treatment commit suicide?

The road to the Song Mansion was more difficult to navigate than she had imagined. What Xie Ruan did not expect was that there were Jinyiwei people standing at the gate of the Song Mansion. She paused, pursed her lips, and clenched her hands slightly.

The Jinyiwei had never imagined that a young girl would appear in such a gloomy place.

She is still a woman with good looks.

Xie Ruan felt several gazes, and he walked slowly and firmly. He glanced at the corpse on the ground with his almond-shaped eyes, and walked past calmly with a serious expression and his clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Stop. Who is it?"

The first person to speak was the Jinyiwei who had been staring at her.

"Your Excellency, I am here to investigate a case at the Song Residence." Xie Ruan happened to stop at the steps at the entrance of the Song Residence. Her thin body was as straight as a bamboo. She opened her red lips and said softly, "Save someone."

The Song Mansion is now in ruins, overgrown with weeds and no trace of its once prosperous population remains.

"Investigating a case?" The Jinyiwei's mouth twitched slightly, with mockery in his eyes.

"Yes, investigating the case."

The Jinyiwei looked her up and down. This girl had a fair complexion and didn't look like someone who would roll around among a pile of dead bodies, so how could she have the skills to perform an autopsy?

Relying on his good looks, he looked at them and tried to deceive them.

He shook his head. How could he be so brazen?

"Are you crazy? Are you here to make trouble? Go away! If you continue to interfere with our investigation, I will take you to jail."

Tell lies without even a good excuse.

The Jinyiwei couldn't help but roll his eyes and motioned the person next to him to go in.

Xie Ruan stood under the eaves, the sunlight cast a shadow under her long curly eyelashes, "I want to see Shen You."

"How dare you." The Jinyiwei drew the sword from his waist, the blade emitting a cold bluish-white light, "You can call the lord by his name."

He took a few steps towards Xie Ruan, his sword almost reaching her neck.

"My last name is Xie. Please pass me on."

The Jinyiwei looked at her, motionless under the hilt of the sword, with some surprise.

Xie is a common surname.

Moreover, she was so calm even when she addressed the master by his name. He was worried that someone who should not be offended had come. He said to her, "You just wait here. I will go in and report to the master first."

Not long after, the man asked her to come in.

The Song Mansion has become a ruin. When you step into the courtyard, you can still smell the smell of cigarette ash left by the fire a few months ago.

Xie Ruan looked at the corpse placed in the yard. There were bruises on the corners of his lips and forehead. His body was covered with a cloth, so the rest of his body could not be seen clearly. Then his eyes fell on the man in front of him.

He had a high nose bridge, sharp cheeks, and a red mole in the middle of his eyebrows, which made him look distant and aloof. His eyes were deep and sinister, making people dare not ignore him. He was wearing an indigo-colored shirt with thunder and cloud patterns. He looked at her and casually threw the handkerchief he was using to wipe his hands on the ground.

Xie Ruan could tell that the handkerchief was a piece of Shu brocade worth a fortune.

"You said, can you solve the case?" Shen You looked at her gloomily, rubbing the crystal clear ring with his right hand.

"Yes."

"lie."

Shen You lowered his eyes and looked at Xie Ruan in front of him, his expression was calm. He approached her step by step, and grasped her fair and slender neck with his broad hands. He said in a very calm voice: "In my case, lying will kill you."

Xie Ruan's eyes were solemn and she frowned as she said, "The deceased at the door was eighteen years old, a female. There were obvious marks on her neck behind her ears. She was strangled to death. The marks on her forehead and the corners of her mouth were caused by her struggle. Judging from the color of the body, she must have died yesterday afternoon. It should have been ten hours since then."

Shen You was surprised and blew down his eyelids. His bony fingers loosened slightly, giving her a chance to catch her breath.

"Sir, can you let me take a closer look? If I can't see anything, or if I'm lying, you can kill me."

Seeing that Shen You had no intention of giving in, Xie Ruan continued, "The silk that the deceased was wearing came from the Southern Silk Supply House, and there are not many households in the capital that can use it."

"After a brief elimination, the only ones left are Marquis Yanbo in the south of the city, Marquis Guanxi in the east of the city, and Marquis Zhenbei. Among these families, the only legitimate daughter of Marquis Zhenbei was the one who left last night."

Shen You stared at her and stopped what he was doing.

A faint cold wind blew in the courtyard, and even on a sunny day, it made people shiver.

But Shen You in front of him seemed to sneer, looking down at him, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Since when do cats and dogs have the qualifications to negotiate with me?"

"Although this case is not complicated, it involves the reputation of a woman." Xie Ruan looked up at him, trying to make her eyes meet his, "I am the best choice."

After a long silence, Shen You looked at her and turned his head to look at the box in her hand.

When the wind blows, the fragrance in the box spreads everywhere.

His eyes were heavy, and he curled his lips coldly towards her, and said slowly: "It's really interesting."

"Someone is coming."

"exist."

Shen You's most capable subordinate Qingsong appeared in front of them.

"Autopsy."

Shen You opened his thin lips slightly, his eyes cold.

Qingsong asked Xie Ruan, "Miss, do you need to prepare anything for the autopsy?"

Hearing this, Xie Ruan looked calm, his eyes fell deeply on the body on the ground, walked to the body, put down the box, and said softly: "No need."

Qingsong watched Xie Ruan open the box, which contained some autopsy tools that he was unfamiliar with.

He gave her a suspicious look.

The box in her hand was completely opened, and a long and lingering fragrance overflowed.

Even the Jinyiwei standing outside the courtyard could smell it.

The fragrance is very light, but it has an indescribable sense of enchantment.

Xie Ruan