Chapter 341

And the source of all this relationship is now Mrs. Zhou, Xiao Suqin of the Xiao family.

"Suqin, is that true?" Zhou Zhongfu's eyes coldly glanced over: "I didn't say that hang Zhifeng is not allowed, and we Zhou family can't accommodate this person!"

"After all, my nephew hang Feng didn't like him. I think it's because I'm also fond of playing, so I've found Zhifeng. "

After a few words, Mrs. Zhou handed over the responsibility.

"Not me! Not me Zhou Yian yelled again, "it's brother Hang who came to see me!"

Rong Xiu patted him on the arm, shook her head and said, "it doesn't matter who invited hang Zhifeng. The most important thing is how Xiaoshi died."

She went to the side of the poem, suddenly pushed the body of the poem up, raised her hand and said, "take a knife!"

"What do you want a knife for?" When Mrs. Zhou heard this, her face turned white and her whole body was shaking.

"If you want to know how she died, you have to look at the scars on her body. Now it's almost the time. If you untie the clothes, you will inevitably leave other traces, and it is easier to cut them with a knife. "

Dan Rong's eyes are pale. Immediately, a servant took a knife and put it in Rong Xiu's hand. Rongxiu put the knife behind the clothes: "after all, Xiaoshi is a daughter's home, and please avoid the presence of men."

"Just take a screen to block it." As soon as Zhou Zhongfu brushed his sleeve, someone immediately brought over the screen and surrounded him.

Rong embroidery hand up and down, the cloth and silk was quickly cut open by her, behind the poem, there is a pair of fingerprints.

Sure enough, someone pushed a little poem behind, but the space in the well was too small, and the poem had too many clothes, so it seemed that there was no trace of struggle.

Rong Xiu put on the clothes of Xiaoshi, "OK, push the screen away."

She walked out slowly. Her eyes sank, and her eyes focused on all the people present: "you may not know that a few hours after death, there will be a corpse spot on the body. Most of the size of the corpse spot is related to the touch place before life, and there is a pair of palm prints behind the poem."

"Is it possible to find out the murderer just by comparing it with the palm print?" Li Zheng's brain was invigorated this time.

"Lizheng might as well send someone one by one to ask who is going in and out of the backyard this afternoon, and the other is to compare the fingerprints one by one."

Rong Xiu gently wiped her hand. When others saw her action and thought of her touching the corpse, they immediately felt a little queasy, and they all stepped back involuntarily.

"After all, Xiaoshi is a woman. Isn't it an insult to her body? I refuse to do so!" The mother of Xiaoshi began to wail again. "If you can't find the killer who killed Xiaoshi, it's insulting!" said Rong Xiu coldly

She came closer and closer: "as the mother of Xiaoshi, you didn't take good care of her before she was alive, but after she died, she was so carefree. It's disgusting! What's more, Xiaoshi has already signed the contract of selling herself, and she can't help but take you for her life and death! "

The old woman almost sat on the ground scared by Rong Xiu. She stood still and stood on the side.

"In order to avoid others insulting the body of the poem, I have a way to rub your palmprint down, and then I can take it in and compare it."

Only then did Rong Xiu say its own way. As a result, no one objected. Master Zhou should first print his own handprint. All the servants in and out of the house did this one by one. Zhou Yian also felt amused and printed one. And one hundred and twenty-seven of them.

When all the handprints were received, Rong Xiu raised her voice and said, "this is a matter of life and death, and it is not so easy to compare them. So we can have a result tomorrow. Would you like to put the body of the poem into the wood room first?"

Everyone didn't want to be tainted with bad luck here, and left one after another. Only Li Zheng gathered together at Rong embroidery and said, "little lady, where did you learn this method? Why are you so skilled? In Yunding Town, we usually have many cases. It's better for the little lady to help us when she's free. "

"What's the difficulty?" Rong embroidery with a smile: "it's just the silver that should be given, but it can't be less."

"Of course, one or two silver a month. It's the money for making a living..." Li is shrinking his hand. After all, the man in front of him is now Mrs. Zhou's family. I'm afraid that the monthly silver of one or two silver won't attract her.

"That's settled." Rong Xiu agreed without hesitation.

In the middle of the night, dinner was also eaten in their own courtyards. There was no moon on this night, and the faint clouds were pressing on top of my head. However, there was a dark shadow beside the firewood house. The shadow touched the wood room and pushed the door open gently.

At this moment, the lights in the firewood room suddenly lit up. However, Rong Xiuqing was standing in the room with a blue face. The black shadow called softly and wanted to escape, but he didn't want Zhou University to stop people at the door.

The torch lit up the whole room. Rongxiu held a candlestick and walked into the shadow step by step: "let me see, who are you?"She stretched out her hand and pulled down the veil of the man in black. It turned out to be the maid screen in Mrs. Zhou's room.

As soon as there was a disturbance in the Chai house, the whole Zhou family was disturbed again. Not long after, master Zhou and Mrs. Zhou arrived. In addition, aunt sun and aunt Yu, the aunt of zhouda, also braved a chill. Because she was an aunt, she was also a member of the Zhou family and had a corresponding identity, so she did not change her surname with Zhou Fu.

As for the concubines, they had always liked to watch the excitement, so they even came forward.

When people saw the screen, they were all a little frightened. How dare a small screen push people into the well, unless there was someone to support them, and the poem involved hang Zhifeng. No matter how you think about it, it has nothing to do with Mrs. Zhou.

At the moment, the screen was shrinking on the ground, looking timid. From time to time, I raised my eyes and looked at the people in the room with some fear.

"Screen, I've got you tonight. What else do you have to say?" Rong Xiu suddenly took hold of the screen's arm and pulled it with her bare hands. She took out a fire clasp from her sleeve. Tung oil was dripping on it. If you are not careful, a fire will start.

"I just want to come and have a look at the excitement. Who would have been misunderstood by the young lady?" Don't overdo the screen.

"Why wear such mysterious black clothes to watch the excitement?" Rongxiu shook the fire folder and threw it into the charcoal basin. In a moment, the fire suddenly burned up.