96th bowl of soup (7)

"Look at what you said..." The class leader laughed twice. "Then Jinling is a pillar, no matter how good she sings, I can't pay for her when she is sick, can't you? I am a small business and support so many people. I need dozens of mouths just to eat, let's talk about this drama. The stage costume rouge gouache or something, which one can't spend money? How can there be spare money for Jinling to see a doctor? It's not that she can't make it by herself, and I was kind enough to ask someone to bury it."

It is justified and convincing, but Xie He didn't believe a word. He didn't bother to go around with the class leader anymore, it would be better for everyone to open up and say clearly: "Is Jinling Sun Shilang's wife?"

The class owner was shocked: "You can't talk nonsense! You can't talk nonsense!"

"Mrs. Sun has a mission, but Jin Ling is a low-level actor. If these two are the same person, and Shilang Sun is dead, you are still alive. What is the sin of not knowing it? Can you continue to open Meiyuan? "Xie He sneered. "Since you don't want to tell the truth, then I won't force it. Sooner or later I will find out. At that time, I hope the class master will continue to bite to death and don't know anything."

He moved his sleeves and was about to leave, and this frightened the class leader, "Thank you, thank you! Thank you! Thank you, wait a minute!

"What else?"

At this moment, Xie He was very angry, and when his face was pulled down, he was even more scary than Lord Yan. The class leader wiped his sweat: "Master Sun has passed away, but I have to continue to open this theater. Since you asked, my lord, Xiao I believe you once, I believe you can find a murderer who killed the grandson's family."

"Yes, Jin Ling is the wife of Master Sun. Master Sun was just a poor student. He was stolen and entangled on the way to Beijing to catch the exam. I met him on the street. At that time, Mrs. Sun was seriously ill and had no money to grab medicine, so he fainted on the street. The carriage that Jin Ling was sitting in happened to pass by. She was a softhearted girl, so she asked someone to take Mrs. Sun to the carriage. ——We are all born in poor families. There is really no protection against men and women. Then we came and went, and the two met. Later, Sun Daren’s cousin repented of marrying him, but he was not angry at all. Jin Luan tried to win the top three. After entering the Hanlin Academy, he kept in touch with Jin Ling for a few years. It was not until Master Sun left the Hanlin Academy to take over as the minister of the Ministry of Industry that he indicated to me that he wanted to marry Jin Ling as his wife and redeem her."

The class leader said, paused, and continued: "Jinling has no father and no mother. It is an orphan I picked up. Someone likes her and wants to marry her as a wife. How could I disagree. Mr. Sun said that his husband and his mother would meet Recognizing Jinling as an adopted daughter, but the actor’s identity is registered in the household register of the Kyoto Prefecture, it is impossible to let people know that Master Sun has married an actor. Even if Master Sun doesn’t mind, you can spread it out, and Jinling’s reputation will be ruined. Maybe it will ruin Master Sun's official career."

"So, you guys came up with a way to make Jin Ling die of illness and then become the younger sister of Sun Shilang?"

"The young man knew that this was wrong, but there was really no other trick at the time." The class owner quickly told Rao. "Please also thank adults for opening up."

Xie He nodded, "What about Yinshuang?"

"Yin Shuang is the little beggar Jin Ling picked up from outside. Jin Ling worshipped her sisters, and the reason why she didn't leave early was because she couldn't worry about Yin Shuang." The host touched the sweat on her forehead and looked at her carefully. He glanced at him and couldn't see what he meant. "Yin Shuang refused to go with Jin Ling, so she had to stay here. Jin Ling asked Master Sun to visit her once every half a month, and by the way, she sent some silver, saying that she couldn't let me raise people in vain."

It can be seen that both Sun Shilang and Madam Sun are all loving and righteous people. But... Xie He asked: "Yin Shuang is a happy grandson?"

The class leader's face paled, "This... how does this little one know? Yinshuang is dull and not talkative, but every time Master Sun comes, he only waits for half a cup of tea. These two people shouldn't... right? ?"

Is there any, now only Yinshuang is left to know. But the girl's mouth was so tight that she couldn't pry it open, and she couldn't get any useful news from her.

"As the host said, Sun Shilang and his wife are both good people, so they shouldn't have grudges with others." Qinghuan supported his chin, "Then since it's not grudges, it should be because you know something you shouldn't know, and you've been silenced. ?"

Either seek revenge or silence, there is no other possibility.

"Master Sun is always cautious and will never commit crimes." The class leader said immediately.

"I see. If you think of anything, remember to send someone to tell me immediately."

Seeing Xie He turned to leave, the class leader asked tremblingly: "Well, that Lord Xie...about Jinling..."

"What's the matter?" Xie He asked flatly. "I do not know how?"

The host was overjoyed and thanked him again and again. After Xie He and Qing Huan left Luomeiyuan, they went there to go there, and read the cause of death of the grandson family again, and felt even more strange.

Except for Sun Shilang, all were killed with a single stab. Except for the stab in the throat, Sun Shilang had a long blood mark on his arm, and he didn't know where it came from. Hao compared the sharp tools on the scene, and they were not correct, but the only thing that can be determined is that the cause of Sun Shilang's death has nothing to do with the wound on his arm, but the same knife that came from the throat cut.

What caused the wound on earth?

Slender and long, with deep bones, Sun Shilang was injured in his arm first, and then he was killed by a single knife. It happened to be Xiu Mu that day, how could he suffer such an injury at home? Moreover, the wound had not had time to be bandaged, and Hao had checked the wound. Before he was killed by a single knife, Sun Shilang had already lost too much blood.

In other words, before that tragedy happened, he also had people who wanted to kill him. Because there is only one possibility of injury to the right arm-someone holding a sharp object wants to kill him, he subconsciously raises his hand to protect himself.

That person is very likely to know Sun Shilang, otherwise there is no way to explain why Sun Shilang didn't report to the official after being injured, but went home first.

Where can he go on the day of Xiu Mu?

Xiao Pomegranate saw Qing Huan from a distance, clamoring to get down from Master Yang's arms, and staggered towards this side. Qinghuan squatted down, and he threw himself into her arms, waving his little hand happily, and happened to knock off the hairpin that Qinghuan was wearing.

The silver hairpin with no frills fell on the ground with a crisp sound.

Xie He suddenly remembered that when she saw Yinshuang for the first time, she was sitting in the yard in a daze, with a very delicate butterfly hairpin on her head. Xie He noticed because the butterfly wings quivered slightly. But the second time, when Yin Shuang took the initiative to come to Kyoto Prefecture, his head was very simple and there was nothing left.

He patted his thigh, stood up and ran out.

Mrs. Yang was confused: "This is so raging, I ran outside as soon as I got back. What's wrong?"

Qing Huan smiled and nodded a little pomegranate: "It's probably because of a stomachache."

"Oh." The fat-hearted Master Yang smiled and stroked his beard, "I do this occasionally. Once this feeling is strong, I can't resist it." After that, I remembered that there was a charming little girl in front of him, not his group. An animal-like subordinate, his old face flushed instantly, and he took a quiet look, and saw that Qing Huan was speaking with Xiao Pomegranate, as if he hadn't paid attention to what he said, and he was relieved.

As a result, half an hour later, Xie He grabbed Yinshuang and brought an exhibit—a butterfly hairpin. The hairpin is silver, and the hairpin tail is thin and pointed. It was a gift from Jinling when she met her.

Then she stabbed Jinling's husband Sun Shilang with this gift.

He compared the wounds, and the wound on Sun Shilang's arm was caused by this hairpin. But Yinshuang refused to say anything, she just sat there, no matter what Xie He asked, what evidence or questions she gave, she didn't seem to answer anything.

It's like an old monk entering Ding.

This hairpin can’t convict Yinshuang. First of all, Sun Shilang was only injured and did not die. Secondly, this hairpin was obviously impossible to be the weapon of the Sun Family’s massacre. What's more, Yinshuang didn’t have the ability to kill. There are more than twenty people in the Sun family.

But did it happen that day? Why did she stabbing Shilang Sun? What else did she know... Yin Shuang refused to say a word.

In the end, there was no other way but to let her go.

Yin Shuang asked to take away the hairpin. Master Yang agreed. It would be useless to stay anyway. When Yin Shuang left, she inserted the hairpin into her hair. She didn't wear it when she came to Kyoto that day. She just didn't want to be noticed. Now everyone knows. , She didn't hide it.

Madam Sun is so kind to her, and Sun Shilang is also taking care of her. Why on earth does she want to kill Sun Shilang?

No one knows this.

Three days later, the leader of Luomeiyuan sent someone to report the news, saying that Yin Shuang had committed suicide by taking poison!

Master Yang immediately took Xie He to the Luomei Garden. Yin Shuang lay on the bed with her eyes closed and her face black and blue. He went forward for a preliminary post-mortem and confirmed that she died of taking arsenic. Looks like committing suicide in fear of sin, and there are no other wounds on the body.

But Master Yang and Xie He soon realized something was wrong.

"You said Yinshuang didn't go out since he came back?"

The class leader nodded: "I asked the gatekeeper, she really never went out. She lived in this yard for three days and never went anywhere."

"Then where did the red mud on the soles of her shoes come from?" Xie He asked.

The bottom of Yinshuang's embroidered shoes was stained with red mud. If he didn't go out for three days, it would be impossible to stain it. This red mud is used to grow precious flowers professionally. How could there be a theater.

"Also, where did her butterfly hairpin go?"

Xie He had already sent someone to search, and the butterfly hairpin was not found in the entire room, as if it had suddenly disappeared. Yin Shuang likes this hairpin so much, if he commits suicide, he can't not wear it on his head.