Rebirth of the famous actor and wife

Jing Xiangheng sat at the table in the study room, Shang Jucheng didn't order anyone to pour tea for him, and he didn't let anyone accompany him, so Jing Xiangheng could only pour tea by himself and said: "Sir Shang, I'm here to discuss Menghua with you. case."

"Fifth Prince, you shouldn't have come to see me."

"Oh?"

"You should go home and find your Weisheng."

"As far as I know, Deng Cai stayed with him to protect his safety that day, and Wei Shengzhen couldn't possibly have any chance of committing a crime."

"That can be your cover-up."

"Sir Shang, if you really want to think so, I can't help it, but the emperor seems to want you to assist me in handling the case."

"Crack!" Shang Jucheng closed the book: "What do you want to know?"

"I want to know about Menghua's body..."

"The body has been buried, even if you want me to dig it out, the body has already rotted!"

Jing Xiangheng said with a smile: "When did I say I was going to see the corpse? Menghua died for more than half a month, and the body had already decomposed, so I naturally couldn't see it. What I want to know is the state of Menghua when she just died. "

Shang Jucheng frowned, "Come here, please invite Mr. Wu Zuo."

Jing Xiangheng asked in surprise: "Didn't Menghua be hacked to death? What do you want me to do?"

Shang Jucheng reluctantly said: "When Menghua died, the wound was a bit strange."

Jing Xiangheng quit: "What do you mean? You know that Qiao didn't do it, but you still want to wrong him?"

"But he's very suspicious! I wanted to get him out of the way after I caught him, but please don't allow me to take him away!" Shang Jucheng said, "You've only known him for a while, and you will It's really strange that he married into the door. And Menghua died as soon as he left, so I naturally doubted him. Later, everyone knew that he was a man, and a man pretended to be a woman and sneaked into the drunk building. Do you think it's suspicious?"

Jing Xiangheng raised his forehead: "Then why don't you ask me? I know his identity!"

But Shang Jucheng said: "You are enough! Weishengqiao's whole family was executed by the emperor. Now that his identity is confirmed, he has even more reason to collude with the vassals. Besides, I suspected that you had a relationship with the vassals." collusion!"

Jing Xiangheng said in astonishment: "Why does this involve me again?"

Shang Jucheng said: "Some of my subordinates saw you sitting with the vassals, having tea and chatting."

Jing Xiangheng pursed his lips: "I'm... that's all, don't say it! Don't say it, I'll explain it to you later."

Shang Jucheng lost his temper, and turned his back to Jing Xiangheng, flicking his sleeves.

At this time, Mr. Wu Zuo came.

Shang Jucheng stood up: "You guys have a good chat, I'll just leave!"

This guy looks like a white-faced scholar.Jing Xiangheng was a little surprised: "This...Mr. Wu Zuo is so young, I don't know his name?"

Wu Zuo bowed and said: "See the fifth prince, my surname is Cheng."

"Cheng Wuzuo." Jing Xiangheng stood up and saluted Cheng Wuzuo.

"My lord is in trouble."

"Don't break the evil, don't break the evil." Jing Xiangheng sat down again, and poured another cup of tea for Cheng Wuzuo: "Cheng Wuzuo, I'm here to ask you about Menghua."

"Just ask the prince, I will know everything."

"What do you think of Menghua's wound?"

Cheng Wuzuo recalled the situation that day, and said: "The death of Menghua was very miserable. Although this person was killed with a knife, Menghua was not hacked to death, but died of excessive blood loss."

"Oh?"

"The wound on her neck was half an inch deep, but Menghua didn't seem to struggle at all before she died."

Jing Xiangheng felt very strange: "You mean, Menghua didn't survive at all?"

"Yes." Cheng Wuzuo said: "After seeing the murderer, she probably knew that she could not escape, so she didn't struggle. After being cut, she pretended to die, and left the poem after the murderer left This girl Menghua is really hard-pressed, she can persist until she writes that poem... Sigh~ If she spends all this time healing her wounds, she might survive."

Jing Xiangheng also expressed some regrets.

But regrets are regrets after all, and Jing Xiangheng also knows why Menghua doesn't want to survive.When those people came, Menghua knew that she would definitely not be able to avoid them, and these people only knew how to sing songs all their lives, if they couldn't sing songs, they might as well die.

Later, Cheng Wuzuo continued: "The wound should have been cut by a knife. Judging from the wound, the murderer was not strong and had no experience in killing, so he ran away without knowing that Menghua was alive."

"So you think it's my wife?"

Cheng Wuzuo shook his head: "The most important evidence is the handkerchief. If, as you said, Menghua didn't write the handkerchief to correct the fifth princess, then it means that Menghua doesn't know that person at all."

Jing Xiangheng nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Wuzuo cupped his hands: "This is my duty."

Shang Jucheng appeared at this time: "Fifth Prince, if you finish asking, can you leave?"

Jing Xiangheng sighed: "You really really don't want to see me so much?"

Shang Jucheng made a gesture of invitation: "No."

Jing Xiangheng said, "I didn't intend to leave so soon."

Shang Jucheng stared at Jing Xiangheng: "You..."

Jing Xiangheng smiled and said, "Don't stare at me like that, Mr. Shang also wants to solve the case as soon as possible, right? Me too, can you show me your handkerchief?"

Shang Jucheng frowned: "What do you want a handkerchief for? It's an important evidence!"

"That's why I thought you'd come to see it. You keep saying that the evidence is the handkerchief. Why don't you let me see the handkerchief?"

"Hmph... If the emperor didn't ask me to assist you in handling the case, I definitely wouldn't show it to you!"

Jing Xiangheng shook his head: "Sir Shang, you can't do this! You can dislike me, or even hate me, but you must distinguish between public and private!"

"Are you very clear about public and private?"

"That's why I told you not to learn from me!" Jing Xiangheng said casually, crossing his legs.

After struggling for a long time, Jing Xiangheng finally saw the handkerchief.

Although the words on the handkerchief trembled, it was Menghua’s handwriting that was correct. This was verified. To be honest, if the person who suspected it was not Wei Shengqiao, I’m afraid Jing Xiangheng would also think that the person written on the handkerchief was murderer.

"Wait!" Jing Xiangheng said suddenly, "This..."

Shang Jucheng frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

Jing Xiangheng touched the words on the handkerchief: "This poem contains information about the murderer."

Shang Jucheng raised his eyebrows: "Weishengqiao?"

"No, it's another woman."

Shang Jucheng smiled and said, "You don't want to say that it's another woman named Lan Weiwei?"

"No, I've seen Menghua's poems that contain information." Jing Xiangheng said: "The information Menghua left us is in this way in Qiao's poems."

Shang Jucheng was passed out.

Jing Xiangheng pointed to the words in the poem, and said: "Although the ink cannot tell the old from the new, but the strokes can, look!"

Shang Jucheng looked over: "It's nothing special."

Jing Xiangheng pointed to the poem and said: "The fourth character of each line of the poem has heavy or light brush and ink, indicating that the message is hidden in this poem. They are beauty, people, edge, and bamboo. There are The family is in the bamboo weaving business, and the woman is called Gu Yuefeng. It just happens to be the same as the first word in the next three sentences: therefore, moon and wind are homophonic."

Shang Jucheng asked: "So you are suspicious of Gu Yuefeng from the south of the city?"

"Yes."

"But Gu Yuefeng has nothing to do with Menghua."

"Did you forget? Menghua is looking for traitors. If Gu Yuefeng colludes with the vassals, then there is no necessary personal reason for killing Menghua."

"Then this is not inevitable evidence."

"Then if you arrest him and interrogate him, don't you know?" Jing Xiangheng smiled and said, "Isn't this your usual style?"

Shangju Chengqi was not enough, but he had no choice but to do what Jing Xiangheng said.

The master told him that the evidence is not enough, but if you want to arrest someone, you can't tell the prisoner clearly what happened, but you have to bring it back first, and then slowly formulate the words.

Last time, Shang Jucheng was unable to catch Wei Shengqiao because he didn't listen to the master's words. This time, of course, Shang Jucheng won't suffer the loss of last time.

Not long after, Gu Yuefeng was escorted back.

Gu Yuefeng knelt down in the courtroom and asked, "I don't know if my lord brought me back, what's the matter?"

Shang Jucheng patted the gavel: "Gu Yuefeng, someone accused you of killing Miss Menghua, are you guilty?"

Gu Yuefeng said calmly: "The women don't know."

"you……"

Shang Jucheng took a deep breath and asked: "Then let me ask you, you have to answer truthfully. Where were you and what were you doing before the fifth day of April? Can someone testify for you?"

Gu Yuefeng replied: "It's been a long time, and the women don't remember it anymore."

Shang Jucheng patted the gavel again, and said: "I found a new piece of evidence, which is used to correct you."

Gu Yuefeng smiled and said: "My lord, you searched and searched, but you can only find a handkerchief? That's Lan Weiwei, not me."

"You are wrong." Shang Jucheng said: "The evidence should indeed be the handkerchief, but on the handkerchief, it hinted at your name."

Gu Yuefeng opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Oh? Lord Shang, where is my name written on this handkerchief?"

Standing at the back, Jing Xiangheng held his forehead. Shang Jucheng was too busy doing things. Although he intended to bring Gu Yuefeng back, he didn't intend to let him interrogate him in court.No matter how you try to guess the meaning of this handkerchief, it is only doubtful evidence and cannot be used as direct evidence.

It seems that he still has to go to the Zuiyi Building by himself.

The Zuiyi Building is still full of people, Jing Xiangheng finds Yingge, Weishengqiao's former friend, and asks: "Miss Yingge, do you know any other places that can directly lead to Miss Menghua's room besides the main entrance of the Zuiyi Building?" ?”

Yingge replied: "Everyone in Zuiyi Building knows that there is a backyard in Zuiyi Building, and people in Zuiyi Building come in and out from there."

"Then, is there an actor named Gu Yuefeng in your Zuiyi Building?"

Yingge recalled for a moment, shook her head and said, "I grew up here, and I have never heard of such an actor. But Zuiyi Building is so big, besides the actor, there is also a chef who is in charge of cooking some side dishes, and there is also a special picker. The tea master, the guy in charge of receiving guests, and some servants who do odd jobs, over the years, there have been thousands of people coming in and out of the back door of Zuiyi Building, Yingge is really hard to say."

Jing Xiangheng thought for a while, and felt that Gu Yuefeng's family conditions were good, and Gu Yuefeng would not leave her home to work in Zuiyi Building.

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