The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

? King Xiang stared at the back of the servant who was running away quickly, and there was only one thought in his heart: turn around and kill this stupid servant, he is the master of the palace of King Xiang, who are these bastards listening to?

But he forgot about human nature: when something shocking happens, people who are in the dark often lose their judgment. At this time, if a Venerable asks, nine out of ten he will do it honestly.

The capital has been relatively peaceful recently, and all the troubles in Shuntian Prefecture are trivial matters. Either the Zhang family man stole the Li family's daughter-in-law, or the Wang family's dog killed the Zhao family's provocative goose. Zhen Shicheng listened to these all day long. Bored to nap.

The weather was fine today. Zhen Shicheng sat by the window and basked in the sun after finishing his tedious affairs. A yamen hurried in to report: "Sir, here is a case!"

Zhen Shicheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining: "A case coming?"

The yamen hurriedly nodded: "Someone from the Xiangwang Mansion came to report to the official, saying that a pair of corpses were found in the abandoned well of the Wang Mansion!"

Zhen Shicheng stood up in a hurry and said anxiously, "Bring the reporter in!"

A pair of corpses was found in the abandoned well of the Wangfu, and it was so noisy that it was reported to the officials. Based on experience, it was inferred that this might be a major case!

Thinking of this, Zhen Shicheng was so excited that his beard shook.

Soon a young man dressed as a servant was brought in by the servant, and he was stopped when he was about to salute Zhen Shicheng.

"Stop gossip and talk about the specific situation." In front of the reporter, Zhen Shicheng tried his best to appear indifferent, but in fact his heart had already flown to the Xiangwang Mansion.

The servants of King Xiang's mansion obviously did not expect the famous Shuntian prefect to be so vigorous and resolute, so they stayed for a while before telling what they knew.

"So, how many princes are there?" Zhen Shicheng asked patiently after listening.

The servants of Xiangwang's mansion nodded busyly: "They are all here."

"King Yan is there too?"

"Here, it was King Yan who ordered the villain to come and report the crime—" Before he could finish speaking, the servants of King Xiang's mansion were stunned for a moment, then raised their hands and slapped him.

He was blinded by lard, his own prince hadn't spoken yet, so he went to Shuntian House to report something.

It's over, it's over, the prince will definitely not be able to spare him when he looks back!

The servants of Xiangwang's mansion became more and more panicked as they thought about it, and slapped their mouths again and again.

Rao is Zhen Shicheng who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable,

At this moment also stunned.

It's been a long time since a murder happened, is he not familiar with the situation? It was the first time I saw the reporter desperately slap me in the face.

"Call Shang Zuzuo and go to Xiangwang's mansion." Zhen Shicheng instructed to go left and right, and the wind was blowing from the soles of his feet as he walked out.

The servants of Xiangwang's mansion saw that the governor of Shuntian was leading a group of people away, rubbed his swollen face, and hurriedly chased after him.

In the Xiangwang mansion, the atmosphere at the moment is not very good.

"Seventh brother, what do you mean by stopping my servants from going down the well?" King Xiang's eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Yu Jin who was blocking the well.

Yu Jin smiled: "Eighth brother, don't get excited, I don't care. But since I have reported to the official, we should wait for Mr. Zhen to come. Before that, what we have to do is to try our best to protect the scene."

"This is my home!" King Xiang gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Yu Jin's tone was calm: "The eighth brother agreed to report to the official."

"You!" King Xiang was angry.

Is that what he agreed with? He was obviously forced!

King Qi patted King Xiang lightly: "Eighth brother, don't be impatient."

Looking at the old man like this, the corpse in the well is probably inseparable from him.

That being the case, it's even more impossible to mess around.

King Xiang received a wink from King Qi, eased his emotions, and said with a sneer: "When Lord Zhen finds out the truth, the seventh brother will give his brother an explanation for what he did today."

Yu Jin raised his eyebrows innocently: "The corpse was found in the abandoned well in the eighth brother's mansion, not in my mansion, why did the eighth brother ask me to explain? Uh, I understand, the eighth brother is angry and I insist. Report to the official, right? If so, wouldn’t the fifth and sixth brothers also give the eighth brother an explanation?”

King Lu rolled his eyes: "My answer is to tell the emperor."

He was still waiting for the eighth to be even worse.

The King of Shu smiled: "It's good to find out the truth."

The old man is so uneasy, it seems that there is a good show to watch.

What is the identity of the corpse in the well? The maid who was abused by the old eighth, or the little lady who was watching from outside?

Everyone guessed randomly, and some servants rushed to report: "The Governor of Shuntian has arrived!"

King Xiang's hand in his sleeve clenched hard, dispelling the momentary stiffness, and strode out.

The servant who reported the case has already led Zhen Shicheng here.

Zhen Shicheng saw several princes from a distance, and bowed their hands to salute.

King Xiang returned the salute hastily, staring at Zhen Shicheng: "Lord Zhen, we accidentally found dead bones in an abandoned well, and you will be bothered next."

"Your Majesty, you're welcome." Zhen Shicheng said politely, hurried past King Xiang, and hurried to the dry well.

King Xiang's face turned blue.

The surname Zhen is so impatient, is he sick!

Zhen Shicheng had already reached the well and looked down with the probe.

The abandoned well is not deep, the light is good, and a pair of empty eye holes are facing the sky, as if silently expressing grievances to Master Qingtian.

Zhen Shicheng was familiar and kind to this scene, and hissed to his subordinates: "Be careful to collect the bones."

Soon a thin yamen went down into the well and carefully brought up the corpse.

Zhen Shicheng's eyes were sharp, and when he saw a fresh crease on a long bone, he couldn't help shaking his head: "The damage is a bit serious."

Yu Jin explained on the side: "King Lu fell and smashed."

King Lu: "..." Lao Qi, this bastard, can you die if you say a few words less?

Zhen Shicheng took a deep look at King Lu. Seeing that the other party seemed embarrassed, he comforted him: "Your Highness has worked hard."

King Lu: ? ?

"There is also a missing right metacarpal bone."

Yu Jin turned sideways and pointed to the ground: "Brother fifth brought it here."

"Seventh brother!" King Lu blushed with embarrassment.

Zhen Shicheng took a deep look at King Lu again, and was somewhat dissatisfied with the other party's actions: "It is very important to keep the bones intact. If the prince encounters him in the future, remember not to take it randomly."

King Lu couldn't help rolling up his sleeves.

Don't stop him, he is going to fight with Lao Qi and the old man surnamed Zhen!

Soon Zuo Zuo came to a preliminary conclusion: "Reporting to my lord, the corpse should be of a young woman, with no symptoms of poisoning, except for a fresh crease on the right arm bone. The cause of death was a broken neck..."

"What about the time of death?" Zhen Shicheng asked seriously.

Another female worker said: "Combining the environment in the well and the degree of ossification, the time of death should be between one and three years."

Zhen Shicheng stood condescendingly and looked at the clothes attached to the skeleton.

"Only lining... Go down the well and see if there are any clothes and accessories."

King Xiang saw that Zhen Shicheng arranged everything in an orderly manner, his hands and feet were cold, and his heartbeat was like a drum. He didn't let go until the yamen who went down to the bottom of the well came up to report.

"Reporting to my lord, no clothes or accessories were found at the bottom of the well."

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