Loyal heart travels a long way

The next day, Qian Manman brought the guards to the Song Mansion to ask for an explanation. Master Song is useless, and Mrs. Song is wronged. She is afraid that Song Zhiyao will really go to the gate of the yamen to beat the drums, and she will lose face, so she has to ask Master Song to pay the money in a hurry It's over.

Song Ruyan was not reconciled to suffer such a dull loss. After the people from the Qin Mansion left, she pulled Mrs. Song's sleeve and kept shaking: "Mother, have you really swallowed this breath? Ever since she went to the Qin Mansion, she has become more and more arrogant. Well, I don’t want to talk about everything in my head, but now we are kind enough to help her make up her mind, it’s our fault!"

Mrs. Song also hated: "This little hoof won't be proud for a few days! The matter is so big, and the evidence is taken by the magistrate, how can we find it?"

"Who says it's not?" Song Ruyan said again: "I think she seemed to be wearing a boy's clothes yesterday, and if she went out at night, she probably went to see that short-lived ghost in the prison."

Mrs. Song straightened her hair, and put on a calm look: "When Qin Yong's case is over, she has to come back and beg us."

Song Ruyan cursed for a long time, then relieved her anger, and flicked her nails leisurely: "At that time, we will still use those things in the Qin mansion, so let her watch me add them to the dowry... She was so arrogant yesterday, and then she will use it." How angry!"

Mrs. Song glared at her when she heard the words: "I told you earlier not to put all your thoughts on your face, but now you are not paying attention to what you say. Will you say these terrible things when you get married to the Zheng family?"

Song Ruyan quickly held Mrs. Song's hand with an apologetic smile, and Mrs. Song was satisfied.

How about the Song Mansion, Song Zhiyao is not in the mood to care about it now, if Mrs. Song and Song Ruyan hadn't gone to the gate of the Qin Mansion yesterday to look for bad luck and said something to kill him, he would not have sent money to the Song Mansion to make such a fuss today.

He got up early in the morning and brought a lot of money to go out. First, he wanted to go to the place where the embroidery workshop happened to see if there was anything unusual. Take the opportunity to see if there is anything useful on Chen's body.

Afraid that Qin Yong's matter was because he wanted to find Princess Jingming, and someone would harm him, Song Zhiyao didn't dare to take Ying Er with him, and still let Ying Er stay in the prison to protect Qin Yong secretly.

There was only such a hidden guard around Qin Yong, and Song Zhiyao was not very relieved. As early as last night, he had been in charge of the cell boss and jailers, asking them to take care of him.

In fact, Qin Yong was an official in the capital on a business trip, and the cell bosses and jailers didn't dare to neglect him, Song Zhiyao was just spending money to buy peace of mind.

Song Zhiyao sent people to rush to Beijing and Qizhou last night to deliver news. It takes [-] miles to go to Qizhou from Xiapi, and [-] miles to the capital. Even if it is to Qizhou, no matter what It will take four days to go back and forth. After all, horses can be changed, but people have to rest.

It will take four or five days for people from Qizhou to come, let alone when the people sent by the emperor in the capital will arrive.

Qin Yong is a special envoy, not a famous official. If something like this happens, once he is convicted, Song Zhiyao is afraid that he will be executed immediately or the next day.

He was anxious and could only force himself to be calm. Qin Yong's case will go to trial tomorrow. At present, he has to try his best to find evidence. Although he may not be able to clear Qin Yong, at least he must delay the time to Qizhou and Beijing. people.

Because someone died in the embroidery workshop yesterday, today there are officials guarding it to prevent casual entry.

Song Zhiyao was afraid that this juncture would cause trouble for Qin Yong, so she didn't dare to give money to others like she did yesterday when she bribed the cell boss and jailer. She was secretly worried: It's okay if the embroidery workshop is closed now, but in a few days the door will be opened and the inside will be cleaned up. , Embroidery girls walk around a few more times, what else is left?

If he was as skilled as Ying Er, he would have already climbed over the wall and slipped in, so why worry about walking around outside?

Song Zhiyao wished that she could grow a pair of wings and fly in directly. She walked around the embroidery workshop several times, causing the officials to stare at him.

Song Zhiyao had no choice but to turn to Chen's mother and Ah Man first. She had never been to Chen's house before, but Xiapi City is so big. Just ask who's family is holding a funeral. It's hard to find Chen's house What a waste of effort.

The yard is not big, with white flags hanging on the open door, most of the people who came to mourn Song Zhiyao were kind-hearted, they were embroiderers from the embroidery workshop.

Song Zhiyao and Qian Duoduo asked the guards to stand at the door, and they also walked in.Mother Chen and Ah Man both wore mourning filial piety, and knelt in the mourning hall. There was no coffin in the mourning hall, only Chen's memorial tablet was placed in the middle.

Mother Chen knelt all morning, her legs were sore and numb, and she lost consciousness. Her tears seemed like she didn't want money. Thinking of her daughter losing her life like this, she was so sad that she couldn't restrain herself. Ah Man was about the same age as Song Zhiyao. He just pursed his lips and wept silently.

The last time I saw Ah Man, she was happily playing with Song Zhiyao, but this time she saw her changed drastically.

Song Zhiyao kowtowed three times, handed over the money, and helped Chen's mother up.Seeing that it was Song Zhiyao, Mother Chen grabbed his arm, shook her head, barely suppressed her sobs, and said, "Don't leave, Mother Chen has something to tell you."

Song Zhiyao couldn't help crying, he nodded and went to help Ah Man again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Song Zhiyao felt that Ah Man seemed to be glaring at her bitterly, but upon closer inspection, Ah Man knelt for a long time, and finally saw a familiar peer, holding Song Zhiyao's hand and twitching : "Ayao, my mother is dead, I'm the same as you, I don't have a mother anymore."

Seeing Ah Man like this, Song Zhiyao couldn't help being sad, he thought of Aunt Gu, who also left in spring, the Song family didn't even give her a decent funeral, they just stayed in her room for three days and then hastily buried.

Aunt Gu had no father or mother, she was bought by Mrs. Song from the alley. At that time, only Song Zhiyao and Mama Sun took care of the food, not even a funeral attendant.

Seeing Ah Man crying sadly, Song Zhiyao had a feeling of sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox. He was also like this back then, when he lost his mother, he felt that the sky was going to collapse.

Song Zhiyao said softly: "Ah Man, don't be sad, Sister Chen won't be relieved to see you so sad, go to the backyard with me to have a rest."

Ah Man nodded, and let Song Zhiyao drag her to the backyard. When the two arrived in the backyard, Song Zhiyao took out the caramel from her sleeve pocket, and the two of them swallowed it together.

Every time I go back to the embroidery workshop, Mother Chen and Sister Chen give Song Zhiyao this kind of caramel, Ah Man thinks of her mother again with the sugar in his mouth, and tears can't stop falling down.Song Zhiyao was not as tall as Ah Man, so she couldn't hug Ah Man to comfort her like Qin Yong hugged herself, so she had to tell her jokes to make her happy.

After waiting for a while, Mother Chen asked her familiar sisters to greet her in the mourning hall. When she arrived, she turned to Song Zhiyao.

Song Zhiyao looked at Mama Chen, they had a chance to talk together now, her eyes were sore, she opened her mouth and said, "Mother Chen..."

He couldn't even express his condolences. Chen's mother sent a white-haired man to a white-haired man. Even if he believed that Qin Yong did not harm Chen's family, he couldn't even tell Chen's mother to trust him and forgive him.

Chen's mother was calmer than Song Zhiyao, she first stared at Song Zhiyao in a daze, then stretched out her hand to touch his head: "Chen's mother knows, it's not your son, right?"

Song Zhiyao nodded and shook her head again: "My husband didn't do such a thing, he didn't go out at all the night before, I don't know...I don't know how it happened..."

Chen's mother looked at Song Zhiyao lovingly, nodded and said: "After all these years, Chen's mother believes in you. Go and see your sister Chen, she is still in Yizhuang, Ah Man has Chen's mother here, so you don't have to worry too much."

Song Zhiyao nodded, and talked to the two of them for a long time before getting up and leaving with Qian Duoduo.Mother Chen and Ah Man didn't fully believe that it was Qin Yong who committed the crime, so it wasn't too bad, Song Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed to Yizhuang.

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It was past noon when we arrived at Yizhuang, and Song Zhiyao didn't even bother to eat.Fortunately, Yizhuang is not as strictly guarded as the embroidery workshop. There is only an elderly man at the door, and he spends some money to make it easier for himself.

Chen's corpse has already been seen. At this time, the clothes have been changed and tidied up. I don't know how many useful clues are left on the body, so I can only search carefully.

As I heard yesterday, Mrs. Chen had a big wound on the back of her head and dried blood on her hair. She died in an unseemly manner.

There were three scratches on her neck. The nails of the index finger and middle finger of her right hand were broken, especially the index finger. The nail bed was lifted up, revealing the red flesh underneath, and some blood scabs stuck to it.

For some reason, Song Zhiyao always felt weird looking at the scratches on Chen's neck. He compared them with his hands, but his hands were too small to match the scratches, and asked Qian Duoduo to compare them with his hands. , After a moment of silence, he said: "Xiao Duo, who has bigger hands, you or your brother?"

Qian Duoduo pondered for a moment: "Almost, the young master is taller, and his hands must be bigger."

The scratches were right in front of Chen's neck, Song Zhiyao compared her posture again, and she became concerned.

After carefully inspecting Chen's hands and nails, Song Zhiyao became more and more frightened as she looked at her. There must be something else behind Chen's death!He felt puzzled, did elder sister Chen want to harm elder brother?But there is no injustice, no hatred, no reason can be found!

Song Zhiyao felt a headache and couldn't figure out some things, but he could be sure that the Chen family was definitely not harmed by Qin Yong.

If it was just that he blindly believed in Qin Yong based on Qin Yong's temperament and his own feelings before, now it is the real evidence, and the traces on the corpse will never lie.

It seems that if you say anything at night, you have to go to the embroidery workshop to investigate. There must be traces in the embroidery workshop that can restore Qin Yong's innocence!

Coming out of Yizhuang, Song Zhiyao went to the prison first, and explained to Qin Yong what he had discovered on Chen Shi during the day.

"From what you say, the scratches on Chen's neck seem to be made by himself." Qin Yong pondered, "How are you doing now?"

"What can I have?" Song Zhiyao smiled, "Don't worry, brother, don't look down on me, I'm..."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Qin Yong shook his head. Song Zhiyao went to see Mother Chen and Ah Man this morning. Aunt Gu left the year before last, and now Ah Man's mother is gone. .

Song Zhiyao ran around with these things and didn't eat at noon and didn't feel hungry. Now that she saw her, she realized that she was guilty. She was afraid that Qin Yong would feel that he was ruining her body and would be more unstable in prison.

Seeing him like this, Qin Yong felt pity for him even more. It's a pity that he is in jail, otherwise he would have to take him out to play and relax.

"Forget it," Qin Yong looked at Song Zhiyao with soft eyes, "When this is over, I'll take you out to have a good time."

Song Zhiyao nodded, her nose sore: "Brother, you can count on what you say. In the evening, in the evening, I want to visit the embroidery workshop."

"I'll let Ying Er go with you."

"How can it be done?" Song Zhiyao was reluctant, "Looking at it now, I'm afraid someone wants to harm my brother, so what will you do if Ying Er and I go to the embroidery workshop?"

Qin Yong laughed: "Yaoer, if you care about it, you will be confused. Your brother is a special envoy directly appointed by the emperor. If something happens in prison for no apparent reason, ten heads of the county magistrate are not enough to lose. I am worse than you now." Be safe. Besides, I am not a weak scholar who has no strength to restrain a chicken. After all, I have a grandfather who is a general. I have to practice martial arts since I was a child. It is enough to protect myself. Besides, "

Qin Yong stretched out his finger, and poked his forehead through the prison door: "There are official servants outside the embroidery workshop. With your small body, how can you get in without Ying Er helping you?"

When Song Zhiyao heard this, she finally reluctantly agreed. Seeing that he was still a little unhappy, Qin Yong couldn't help teasing him: "Look at your wrinkled face. Let Mrs. Song see that she is going to show off with you again."

Song Zhiyao curled her lips: "She has been avoiding me for the past few days, she just suffered a loss from me yesterday."

"So powerful?" Qin Yong rubbed the top of his hair, "Be careful at night, it doesn't matter if you don't find out, I didn't expect Yao'er to be so smart, the things on your sister Chen's corpse are enough to drag on for a while, be happy Son, huh?"

Song Zhiyao reluctantly nodded and walked away step by step.

After Song Zhiyao left, Qin Yong slowly clenched his fists. Song Zhiyao had grown some flesh in the past half a month, and his complexion was much better than before.

When I saw it today, my complexion was not very pretty, and my lips were a little pale, I'm afraid I didn't even drink my saliva.He really couldn't do it in prison. After he passed this hurdle, he must take good care of his body.

He never wanted to see Song Zhiyao with a sad face and a haggard look.