Xie Qingyao's words made countless eyes cast towards Jiang Si.

Jiang Si stood there with a calm expression.

Uncle Yong Chang moved his eyes, his voice hoarse: "Qing Yao, don't mess around!"

"Father, I didn't make a fool of myself. Asi really found someone else who killed his mother. Your mother's death has nothing to do with you!"

Uncle Yong Chang apologies with death, frightening the little girl who was spoiled by her parents.

Seeing his father didn't believe it, Xie Qing became anxious, and shouted at Jiang Si: "Asi, tell my father!"

Jiang Si walked over and bent his knees to Yongchang Bolue, and said openly: "Uncle, I just went to my aunt's bedroom with Qing Yao, and found two fingerprints in the closet. It is unlikely that the position and angle of the fingerprints are the maid. Marry and leave clothes left behind."

Speaking of this, Jiang Si paused slightly, and then firmly said: "So the niece infers that the most likely reason is that someone has been hiding in the closet before leaving such traces."

"Really?" Uncle Yong Chang's eyes lit up suddenly.

The loss of his wife who has stayed with him for many years is indeed heartbroken, but it is not enough to make him a big man who has grown up with his children. What he cannot accept is the fact that he killed his wife with his own hands.

If he were the murderer, he would not only be unable to face himself, but also a pair of children. This is the reason why he escaped with death.

Now someone tells him that the murderer is someone else, Uncle Yong Chang immediately comes alive.

"The niece is just inferring. Of course, if you want to find out the truth, I am afraid that someone with experience will need to come." Jiang Si did not dare to say too much, but also vaguely reminded Uncle Yong Chang to ask Shuntian Mansion Yin Zhen Shicheng to come and investigate the case.

Xie Qingyao followed closely: "Father, let's report to the official. You can't let your mother be murdered and you are accused of manslaughtering your mother. The real murderer is at large!"

Uncle Yong Chang frowned and hesitated.

It is necessary to find the murderer, but if the government is invited to intervene, are they allowed to examine the body of the wife?

Uncle Yong Chang felt unacceptable when he thought about it.

Jiang Ancheng winked at Jiang Si.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Si silently walked to his father's side.

She has done what she should have done, and she has said what she should have said. In the end, I ask Master Zhen not to intervene. That is Yongchang Bofu.

Jiang Ancheng pulled Jiang Si behind him.

It seems that you have a good heart. For the sake of Xie's girl, she actually dared to check in the **** room.

Alas, it seems I am shocked to buy two sauce elbows for the girl again.

"Father--" Xie Qingyao cried out with tears when he saw Uncle Yong Chang being silent.

Uncle Yong Chang hesitated, still unable to make up his mind.

Xie Yinlou looked at his father and sister, then took a deep look at Jiang Si, turned around and left.

"Yinlou, where are you going?"

"Go to Shuntianfu Yamen to report to the official!" Xie Yinlou paused and answered his father's words.

"Come back!" Yong Changbo blurted out.

He was hesitant at first, his son's decision made him feel confused, and he subconsciously stopped him.

Xie Yinlou looked back and looked at Uncle Yong Chang.

"Yinlou, you come back to me, now it is not your turn to call the shots at home!" Yong Changbo said angrily.

This kid's wings are stiff, and he was **** with Jiang Da just now, but now he dares to make good opinions!

Xie Yinlou knelt down and kowtowed Yongchang Bo to get up, not at all impatient: "Sister, take care of your father, and I will be back soon."

After speaking, Xie Yinlou did not look back and left.

Xie Yinlou's calmness made Jiang Ancheng's heart sigh: Look at other people's son, he is still safe to deal with such a big thing, and then look at his idle bastard, he is really more popular!

Turning to see Jiang Si, Jiang Ancheng felt a little balanced.

Fortunately, my daughter is no worse than others.

"Xie Yinlou!" Uncle Yong Chang was anxious.

Xie Qingyao hurriedly relieved his father: "Don't be angry with your brother. Your daughter and your brother think that you can't let your mother be confused and killed. Compared with finding the murderer, what is the loss of face? Believe that the mother is also in heaven. We are not to blame for doing this."

What's more, would it be better to say that the father killed his mother by mistake?

Although the Da Zhou law is very tolerant in this respect, the father will not be guilty at all because he killed his mother by mistake in a dream, but the grandfather's family will definitely break with the father, and the world will point and point for an unknown amount of time.

Since it's all embarrassing, there is nothing more important than making the mother stunned.

Although Xie Qingyao was simple but not confused, he persuaded Uncle Yongchang to get the idea.

Uncle Yong Chang was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Let me loose it."

Xie Qingyao couldn't help looking at Jiang Ancheng.

Jiang Ancheng watched the old neighbor warily and did not move.

Uncle Yong Chang gave a sorrowful laugh: "Old Jiang, you let me die now, I don't want to die anymore. I always try to find the murderer of my wife to avenge her!"

Jiang Ancheng stepped forward to untie the rope for Uncle Yong Chang and patted him on the shoulder.

Shuntian Mansion is relatively quiet today. The violent death of'Uncle Yang' has just been resolved, and there is a sense of relaxation in the yamen from top to bottom.

Zhen Shicheng is a capable official who judges cases like a **** and is not afraid of power, but he is not the kind of pedant who thinks that Laozi is the most honest official in the world, and he can understand the relaxation of his subordinates.

It has been a long time since the "Uncle Yang" violent death case, relaxation after solving the case is human nature, not only understandable, but also should be supported.

He didn't bother to do things that wanted the horse to run well and wanted the horse not to eat grass.

Zhen Shicheng dealt with the backlog, stretched his waist and stood up, wandering out.

A breath of fresh air will undoubtedly make your mind clearer and handle general affairs more easily.

Zhen Shicheng paced calmly, and saw the eldest son Zhen Heng sharply.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-olds wore an azurite gown, fresh and refreshing, as clean as jade.

Seeing his father, the boy lowered his head and had the urge to hide himself.

"Zhen Heng!" Zhen Shicheng shouted with great momentum.

There is always an unpredictable posture outside, which is of course not necessary in front of your own brats.

This kid is still avoiding him!

According to the usual practice, Shuntian Fu Yin's family members are to stay in the mansion, and Zhen Shicheng's family members are naturally no exception.

The young man sighed and walked over with his fate.

"Where are you going again?"

"A classmate asked his son to swim in the lake—"

Zhen Shicheng's face sank: "Which lake to visit on a hot day?"

With this space, can't you think of a way to get to know the little girl he admires?

When Zhen Heng saw his father's expression, his head started to hurt.

If he knew that his father urged him to see his future wife as soon as he entered Beijing, he might as well go back to his hometown to study.

"That son has gone back to study." Zhen Heng was about to slip away.

"Apart from swimming in the lake and studying, don't you have any other pursuits?"

A submissive smile hung on Zhen Heng's face: "I don't know what the pursuit father said is--"

Zhen Shicheng cleared his throat and said faintly: "Father fancy a little girl, you think of a way to marry home."