The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

Jiang Nansheng looked at Yao Yuan and asked, "If someone died in Shengjing City, it would be under the jurisdiction of the Five Cities Military Division. How could they send the person to the Dali Temple?"

Yao Yuan looked embarrassed. "Now the city defense troops are in chaos, clamoring for Zhang Zhixuan's life. The Zhang family does not believe the Five Cities Army and says that their eldest son is innocent and wants you, Lord Jiang, to give him justice."

Jiang Nansheng smiled when he heard this. Wang Hao had been in the Guard Command for so many years, and the Wang family had their own connections in the military.

All we can say is that the quarrel happened suddenly, and there was probably some other hidden story behind Wang Hao's death.

He turned his head and asked again, "Have you found out the cause of Wang Hao's death? Did anyone from the Five Cities Military Division go there at the time? Has the location of the incident been controlled?"

One of the parties involved in the case was the Minister of Works, and the other was the Prime Minister of the Cabinet.

The highest commander of the Wucheng Bingmasi was only a sixth-rank official. Facing two second-rank officials of the imperial court, no matter how he dealt with them, he would offend them.

Presumably, the Wucheng Bingmasi did not want to get involved in this mess, so they sent the case to the Dali Temple.

Wang Fengliang, the Minister of Industry, is the father of the wife of the prince of Dingguo Mansion. The Wang family is a relative of the Jiang family, and no matter how he solves this case, some people will be dissatisfied.

Jiang Nansheng ordered his men to call in the Wang family, the Zhang family, the city defense forces who were present at the time, and Zhang Zhixuan's friends.

The Zhang family was personally visited by Prime Minister Zhang. After entering the house, he immediately said to Jiang Nansheng: "I hope Lord Jiang can see clearly!"

The person who came to the Wang family was Wang Hao’s father, Wang Xinzhi, who was Wang Fengliang’s cousin from the same clan.

He was respectful, cupped his hands and said, "Master Jiang, please give my son some justice. He is only thirty years old, and the eldest son in the family is only a foreign tutor, while we old couple are sending off our youngest son with nothing to lose."

He spoke with deep emotion and grief.

Jiang Nansheng signaled them to be patient, and asked someone to show Wang's father and Prime Minister Zhang their seats, then he winked at the people around him.

Yao Yuan raised his hand, and the coroner beside him came over and said, "Your Excellency, there are traces of friction on the deceased's clothes. Looking at his head, we can see blood clots on the damaged parts.

There were signs of fractures in the limbs, and the joints were twisted and deformed. The body was bruised all over, the mouth and nose were bleeding, and the eyes were tightly closed, so it can be concluded that he fell to death.

Fall to death.

Master Jiang Wu put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the people not far away, and said slowly: "Since it has come to the Dali Temple, there is absolutely no reason to simply settle this matter."

The Wang family was a little anxious: "Master Jiang, this matter cannot be easily resolved. My son was killed by Zhang Zhixuan. So many people were watching at the time..."

Jiang Nansheng interrupted him: "Were you there at the time?"

"Of course I didn't..." Wang Xinzhi said unwillingly, "Zhang Zhixuan's friends also saw it. They wouldn't make up stories about that kind of scene."

"What you see may not be the truth." Jiang Nansheng said.

Wang Xinzhi took a small step forward and said in a weak voice: "When my niece married into the Duke Dingguo's Mansion, you were not yet there, and I went to the wedding banquet.

Even when Lord Jiang got married, I also prepared generous gifts... After all, the Jiang family and the Wang family are relatives by marriage."

Jiang Nansheng raised his eyes and looked at him, "Are you asking me to bend the law for personal gain?"

Wang Xinzhi felt the hairs on his body stand up, and he suddenly felt unsure, "Why... Why is it that my son is dead? Can't my Wang family seek justice?"

Jiang Nansheng looked at Zhang Qi, who had just said one sentence after entering the room and then sat there.

Compared with Wang Fengliang, this person obviously lacks concentration.

Given his current status and position as the Prime Minister, he should not have come to the Dali Temple in person today.

Jiang Nansheng said, "When a murder case occurs in Shengjing City, it must be initially investigated by the Five Cities Military Department, which will be supervised by the Patrol Censor and then transferred to the Ministry of Justice, the Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate for trial and judgment."

After hearing Jiang Nansheng's words, Zhang Qi's expression froze slightly, as if he had suddenly been enlightened.

He stood up and nodded slightly towards Jiang Nansheng, "I am too anxious, so I will not disturb you, Lord Jiang, from doing your business." After that, he left with his men.

He only said two sentences from beginning to end, and didn't even have time to ask about his eldest son's condition.

Jiang Nansheng lowered his head to drink tea and did not look at Wang Xinzhi or the other people in the room.

Seeing that the master stopped talking, Yao Yuan asked everyone to be sent out.

Just then, Jiang An came in behind the steward, his clothes looking dusty.

Seeing him panting, Jiang Nansheng asked him, "But did the Madam ask you to come find me?"

Jiang An quickly cupped his hands and said, "Madam has had a fit. I'll let my subordinates notify you."

When Jiang Nansheng put down the teacup in his hand, the lid fell on the table, making a crisp sound when it collided.

Wasn't he fine when he went out early in the morning?

Jiang Nansheng stood up and instructed Yao Yuan beside him, "Let the Ministry of Justice take over this case, and the Dali Temple will be responsible for assisting in the investigation. Tell them indirectly that the location of the crime is the key." After saying that, he walked out.

Jiang An hurriedly followed his master and presented the horse whip in both hands, "Madam also said that Madam Qin is currently in Yuanyuan Hall and she is doing well."

Master Jiang Wu picked up the whip in his hand, strode out of the Dali Temple and mounted his horse.

......

The pain in her abdomen became more and more intense, and Gu Jinchu knew that this was a sign that she was about to give birth.

The midwife said that her labor was going well, but for some reason her amniotic fluid had not broken.

She had a difficult life in her previous life.

Therefore, she pays great attention to her diet and insists on walking after every meal. She has never dared to slack off in the past few months, just to avoid having regrets.

Gu Jinchu was lying on the bed, and only when the pain came did he couldn't help but groan.

She breathed deeply, cooperating with the midwife to conserve her strength.

"Ma'am, you are the bravest mother I have ever seen... After the most painful period is over, everything will be fine after the baby is born."

The young midwife whispered comfort to her and called the head maid to give the lady some food to restore her strength.

Baizhi served the lady half a bowl of noodles and fed her some ginseng soup.

In the next room, the older midwife was talking to Old Madam Jiang and Zheng Mudan.

"Madam's water has not broken yet, and the labor process may be prolonged..."

After hearing this, Mrs. Jiang held the Buddhist beads and muttered to herself in a confident voice.

Zheng Mudan sat in a chair with a worried look on her face.

Gu Jinchu was lying on the kang in the inner room, her sweaty black hair sticking to her cheeks, making her face look a little pale.

Unable to hear what his mother and mother-in-law were saying, he turned to look at Bai Zhi who was standing beside him. He asked softly, "Is Fifth Master back?"