Feng Xing

The speaker is Fan Jinchuan.

The lights were like the day, and he in a blue shirt was tall, with a square jaw and a staring eyebrow, and he looked good and awe-inspiring.In this way, it is easy for people to have an inexplicable sense of trust.

As a result, everyone looked at each other.

Feng Sheng's eyes flickered and walked over: "Brother Fan, why would you say that? The murderer is not him, is there someone else? He himself admitted that he was doing it. It's not too early, everyone is too tired, Brother Fan You are probably tired and dizzy, go and go, go and rest, I'm going to sleep."

She yawned, grabbed Fan Jinchuan's hand, and walked out of the lobby.

Seeing that Master Fang is gone, the others are naturally gone.As for the three porters, they were locked up by the old shopkeeper, and they only reported to the official after Lu Gan, and let the government dispose of it.

"Brother Fang Xian, why do you want to take me away, obviously..."

Fang Fengsheng erected the fan and made a shushing gesture on his mouth. Fan Jinchuan immediately muttered.

A group of people hurried into the room, Zhiqiu tied the door.

"Brother Fang Xian, let go of your hands quickly. It's so pulling..."

Feng Sheng saw his face flushed urgently, let go and explained: "I also want to stop you, so I'm so rude."

Fan Jinchuan glanced at him, and somehow removed his eyes and coughed: "Why did Fang Xiandi stop me, did he say—"

"How does Brother Fan think about this?"

Fan Jinchuan did not conceal: "Brother Fool just looked at the body of Lord Wang. The wound on his head is different. Unlike a single person, the murderer should have someone else."

"I have the same view as Brother Fan, there are two wounds on the head of the corpse, that is to say, the footman hit a stick on the head of Master Wang, making him comatose, and then grabbed the silver to escape. After they ran, Someone appeared, this person obviously did not come for money, but for his life. Unfortunately, because of the panic, the two wounds could not overlap perfectly, leaving traces."

Fan Jinchuan was very surprised. He just found that the wound was wrong, but he could not accurately describe where it was wrong. He only stopped it because of the idea that he did not want to injustice others. Fang Xiandi did not know more than he knew. Be confident.

"I never imagined that Fang Xiandi has such a talent, it really makes people have to admire."

Feng Sheng was a little embarrassed and waved his hand: "Brother Fan is really praised, but it's a family history, a family history."

Fan Jinchuan arched his hand: "I don't know if Fang Xiandi's family is--"

"I am from Shaoxing, my father is a master."

"So it turns out."

"Brother Fan? I saw that Brother Fan actually knew how to examine the body. It was not like ordinary people."

Fan Jinchuan hesitated for a moment: "Brother Fool only knows a little about the fur, and he is learning now. As far as I am concerned, Brother Fool can only be said to be a small official assigned to the local government, but for some reasons, it cannot be revealed for the time being. Place of appointment."

"I didn't expect Brother Fan to be an adult, really..."

Feng Sheng was going to salute and was caught by Fan Jinchuan.

"I haven't taken office yet, so I don't dare to call myself an adult. My brother Fang Xian and I know each other very well, so we don't have to be so polite."

"Then I won't pretend."

Feng Sheng stood up straight, but Fan Jinchuan didn't expect her to do this, a little stunned and a little unbearable.

"Brother Xian is really a funny person."

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be."

"I don't know what Fang Xiandi intends to do next? You have stopped me from speaking out, must you have a charter?"

Fang Fengsheng took two steps forward and shook his fan: "The scene of the crime has been destroyed. The murder weapon is the wooden stick. Someone pleaded guilty first. This case is not difficult to handle. , How to make the real murderer plead guilty."

"Brother Fang Xian means..."

Fang Fengsheng walked to Fan Jinchuan, covered it with a fan, and talked to him with his ears attached.

Although she was fairly tall among the women, she was shorter than Fan Jinchuan. Fan Jinchuan needed to bend slightly to speak with her.

I don't know what the two said, but Fan Jinchuan nodded again and again, admiring him.

In a few moments, Feng Sheng looked out the window: "It's not too early. Brother Fan should go back to rest first. Let's rest after we rest?"

"Brother Fang Xian rested earlier, and Brother Fool also went to rest."

After Fan Jinchuan left, Uncle Yu also returned to the room, Feng Sheng fell on the couch at once, no matter what Zhichun and Zhiqiu said, he was unwilling to get up and undress, and finally two girls helped her take off her outer shirt.

This sleep did not wake up until noon.

After Feng Sheng was groomed, he took Zhichun and Qiqiu out.Fan Jinchuan was encountered at the door, obviously Fan Jinchuan was waiting for her.

"Brother Fang, what did you say?"

"Don't worry, Brother Fan has used the meal? How about we go to dinner together?"

Fan Jinchuan hadn't really used it. He usually got up early, but today he slept late.After he got up, he wandered around the room and kept Xiao Qi staring at the movement of Fang Fengsheng.

"People take food as the heaven, they can be wronged, but they can't be wronged.

Feng Sheng shook his fan and went to the lobby. Fan Jinchuan had no choice but to keep up.

Unlike the previous two days, there are ups and downs in the shop now, but no one does not know Fang Fengsheng and Fan Jinchuan.Seeing the two of them coming together for dinner, everyone greeted each other.

Fang Fengsheng asked for two tables, one for Uncle Yu and the other for her and Fan Jinchuan.

Just sitting down, the old shopkeeper came.

"I heard people say that Fan Gongzi has found evidence that the murderer has another person?"

Fan Jinchuan was stunned: "I heard, who said?"

"This--" The old shopkeeper glanced at Fang Fengsheng and said, "Little Laoer listens to people, and the words seem to come from Fang Gongzi's population, so it is extremely credible."

Fang Fengsheng was also a little stunned, and was immediately annoyed: "Who are you chewing your tongue out on?" This remark was made to the next table Zhichun and others.

"Master, I don't have it."

"Nothing small."

"It's not a small thing."

Feng Sheng was furious, and Fan Jinchuan pulled her to sit down: "Don't have to be so angry, this thing is not afraid of being known." He said to the old shopkeeper: "Old shopkeeper, I do find that the old shopkeeper still needs this matter. Help beside..."

Fear of falling into the human ear, the three people changed places to speak, but the large number of people who used to eat in the lobby had already fallen into sight.

Afterwards, the actions of the old shopkeeper confirmed the guesses of others, and he actually took the people and started to investigate again.Others inquired that the old shopkeeper had kept silent and was anxious, only to say that Fan Jinchuan found something in the hands of the dead Wang.

Only to find the owner, who is the real murderer, naturally revealed.

Four more days, this time is usually the most difficult time for people.

A black shadow appeared in the backyard, and Kui Zi, who was guarding the back door, had fallen asleep long ago.The guest shop was understaffed, and all were used alone, and Kui Zi had been there for three days.

Work during the day and watch the night.In order to do this, he also fought a few words with the old shopkeeper at night. If he is not the nephew of the old shopkeeper, it is estimated that this job will be gone long ago.

He looked well during the day. Although the back door was guarded, some walls collapsed due to disrepair and were shorter than others.There is a water tank under the wall, and he can flip out from here.

The wall was close at hand, and he could escape after turning over here. He carefully supported the water tank and climbed up, excited.

"Why do you say this person is so stupid, you can't see such a simple game?"

"Brother Fang Xian is brilliant, and Brother Fool really admires it."

The people on the wall were stupefied, turned their heads in disbelief, and they saw great success. Fang Fengsheng, Fan Jinchuan, and the old shopkeeper and others stood under the torch.

...

"When did you doubt me?"

Chen Si was tied up with both hands and feet, lying on the ground in awkward position.

"When? Let me think about it, that night."

"That is to say, from the beginning you knew that the murderer was not the porter?"

"It's not true, everything has to be truthful, isn't it? But you're so weird, obviously there is no relationship with Brother Fan, but he bit him, and he was beaten by Master Wang, but he showed his loyalty. I guess You want to take the opportunity to disturb the muddy water of the pool and delay the time for those porters. It is best that we can never think of the missing people. When you feel that they have enough time to escape, then expose Master Wang to be stolen in time. This property will be perfectly blamed on those people by you. It's a pity that this accident happened to me."

"You are really an accident. You said that you are a scholar and take care of these things! It's not you, I have run away now!"

Chen Si's eyes were flushed, and his expression was grim, how could he still see the usual quiet and beautiful appearance.While scolding Fang Fengsheng, he struggled desperately until he realized that even if he struggled to no avail, he let out his breath and slumped there like a dead dog.

"I'm curious why you hate Master Wang so much that you want him to die. I hate you for killing him. He also smashed him a few times. My followers have seen the body, and there are several inexplicable places on the dead. Scars."

"What do you know? What do wealthy young masters like you know? He is a evil spirit, not only harms me, but also harms Ome. I promised Ome would take her away, so I waited for this day for a long time ...He was grumpy, and he disputed with others on the first day of his life, and his wealth was not innocent, but he was too arrogant... Then I would help him, I deliberately mentioned the goods and silver in front of those few porters In fact, he left all his leftover chickens for rewarding me...

"...Everyone has a goblin in their heart, so this is not coming. These people are really useless. If they kill him directly, I don't have to spend so much effort, but when they leave, I enter the room and find out He is still not dead, he still has a breath... If he is still alive, he will beat Ome when he returns, and I will never escape his clutch... Then die, as long as he is dead, I can I lived together with Ome and I lived together..."

...

"Old shopkeeper, I don't think it's raining today. Did you find someone to report to the office?" Feng Sheng asked when he came out of the firehouse.

"Master Fang, the dirt road is difficult, and neither horses nor carts can go. Even if the old man orders someone to report to the official, the official will not come. Two days later, the road will be a little dry and the old man will let People go."

Feng Sheng nodded and said to Fan Jinchuan again: "Brother Fan, I'm going to rest. You should go to rest too."

Fan Jinchuan was concerned that she was mentally depressed and said: "Dear Fang Xiandi is due to Chen Sifang's words, don't think about it. Although he is pitiful, he kills and kills, and the sin is unforgivable..."

"No, no, I'm just sleepy, so sleepy. Qiu'er, let's go back and rest."

With that said, Feng Sheng took Zhiqiu away,

Fan Jinchuan sat down on the bed, and Xiao Qi took off his shoes.

He is not used to being served by others, but since he bought Xiaoqi, he will occasionally let Xiaoqi serve, but Xiaoqi takes off his shoes today, but he seems to be burnt. Retract the foot.

"Young man?"

Fan Jinchuan coughed and corrected the color: "Xiao Qi, how many times have I told you, I will take off my shoes and change my clothes."

"Small looking at the young man seems to be thoughtful, only to help the young man take off his shoes."

"Xiaoqi, you are my book boy, just wait for the brush and ink. You don't need to do these personal things to avoid misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding?" Xiao Qi was confused.

"Don't you think that Fang Xiandi is too close to his two schoolboys?"

Xiaoqi is also a clever ghost. He immediately understood what he meant, his eyes suddenly changed, and he also stuttered: "Master, do you think that Qiu'er and Chun'er are pedants?"

Good manliness has been around since ancient times. Daguan nobles have made a play and raised two schoolboys at home to cover up their unspeakable hobby. It’s not uncommon. There are even many literati and moscows who think that it’s an elegant thing. .

When Xiao Qi wasn't bought by Fan Jinchuan, he was a servant for a wealthy family, because the old man had the habit of being a child, he would run away and be rescued by Fan Jinchuan.

"Don't you think the two little guys are feminine and feminine?" Fan Jinchuan recalled how Fang Xiandi was pulling Qiu'er just now, and that day the three fell asleep together, frowning, and hesitated.

"Small not only feels that the two little guys are feminine, including the son of Fang, whose face is so white, like a little white face, the man should be like a son, proud of his feet, and masculine."

"You are not allowed to talk about Fang Xiandi! It is the act of a long-tongued woman who says right and wrong behind me. I'll take a break, and you should take a break." Then, Fan Jinchuan lay down, but he didn't fall asleep. It seems to be silent.

Xiaoqi is accustomed to this master's hobby. Once he does something that violates the gentleman's way and is not bright enough, he will read the moral scriptures from the province. Anyway, he can't understand it, so he should read the scriptures as a monk.

The author has something to say: Sister Feng Sheng is here in Yangzhou in the next chapter.