MTL - Feng Xing-Chapter 17

The speaker was Fan Jinchuan.

The lights were like daylight, and he was dressed in a green shirt. He was tall and tall, with a square jaw, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and he had a righteous and dignified appearance. With him like this, it is easy for people to have an inexplicable sense of trust.

Because of this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Feng Sheng's eyes flashed, and he walked over: "Brother Fan, how could you say that? He wasn't the murderer, could it be someone else? He himself admitted that he did it. It's getting late, everyone is so tired, Brother Fan You must be tired and dizzy, let's go, go and rest, I'm almost sleepy."

Yawning, she grabbed Fan Jinchuan's hand and walked out of the lobby.

Seeing that Young Master Fang had left, the others naturally also dispersed. As for the three porters, they were locked up by the old shopkeeper, and they had to report to the officials after the road was dry, and let the government deal with them.

"Brother Fang Xian, why are you pulling me away, obviously..."

Fang Fengsheng raised his fan and made a hush gesture with his mouth, Fan Jinchuan immediately fell silent.

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

"Brother Fang Xian, let go of your hand, it's really too..."

Seeing that his face was blushing anxiously, Feng Sheng let go and explained: "I also wanted to stop you, so I was so rude."

Fan Jinchuan glanced at him, then looked away for some reason, coughed and said, "Why did Brother Fang Xian stop me, do you mean—"

"Brother Fan, what do you think of this matter?"

Fan Jinchuan didn't hide it either: "Brother Yu looked at the body of Master Wang just now, the wound on his head is different, it doesn't look like it was done by one person, the murderer must be someone else."

"I have the same opinion as Brother Fan. There are two wounds on the head of the corpse. That is to say, the porter hit Mr. Wang on the head, knocking him unconscious, and then grabbed the silver and fled. Someone appeared, and this person obviously did not come for money, but for life. Unfortunately, because of too much panic, the two wounds could not overlap perfectly, leaving traces."

Fan Jinchuan was very surprised. He just found out that the wound was wrong, but he couldn't describe exactly what was wrong. He only spoke out to stop him because he didn't want to wrong people. He didn't expect Brother Fang Xian to know more than him, and judging by his appearance, he seemed to have already With confidence.

"I never expected Brother Fang Xian to have such a talent, it really makes people have to admire."

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

Fan Jinchuan cupped his hands: "I still don't know who Fang Xian's family is—"

"I'm from Shaoxing, and my father is a teacher."

"I see."

"Then Brother Fan? I saw that Brother Fan actually knows how to examine corpses. He is really not like an ordinary person."

Fan Jinchuan hesitated for a moment: "Brother Yu only has a rough understanding of superficiality, and he is also learning and selling. As for me, Brother Yu can only be said to be a small official sent to a local office, but for some reason, I can't disclose it for the time being. The place of appointment."

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

Feng Sheng made a gesture to salute, but was stopped by Fan Jinchuan.

"I haven't taken office yet, so I dare not call myself an adult. Brother Fang Xian and I are close friends, so there is really no need to be so polite."

"Then I'll stop pretending."

Feng Sheng took advantage of the situation and stood up straight. Fan Jinchuan didn't expect her to be like this, he was a little surprised, but he couldn't help laughing.

"Young brother is really a funny person."

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

"I still don't know what Brother Fang Xian plans to do next? Since you stopped me from speaking out, there must be a charter?"

Fang Fengsheng took two steps forward, waved his fan and said, "The scene of the crime has been destroyed, the murder weapon was the wooden stick, and someone pleaded guilty first. This case is not difficult, the difficulty is that in a short time , How to make the real culprit plead guilty."

"Then Brother Fang Xian means..."

Fang Fengsheng walked up to Fan Jinchuan, covered himself with a fan, and talked to him with his ear.

Although she was quite tall among women, she was a head shorter than Fan Jinchuan. Fan Jinchuan had to bend slightly to speak with her.

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

After a while, Feng Sheng looked out of the window: "It's getting late, Brother Fan, let's go back to rest first, and we can talk again after resting?"

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

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

This sleep did not wake up until noon.

After Feng Sheng washed up, she took Zhi Chun Zhi Qiu out. I met Fan Jinchuan at the door, obviously Fan Jinchuan was waiting for her.

"Brother Fang Xian, what did you say?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, brother Fan has eaten? Why don't we have dinner together?"

Fan Jinchuan really didn't use it. He usually gets up early, but today he went to bed late. After getting up, he wandered around in the room, keeping Xiao Qi watching Fang Fengsheng's movements.

"Food is the most important thing for the people, and they can be wronged about anything, except their stomachs, and there is no need to rush this matter."

Feng Sheng waved his fan and walked towards the lobby, Fan Jinchuan had no choice but to follow.

Different from the previous two days, no one in the inn knew Fang Fengsheng and Fan Jinchuan. Seeing the two of them coming together for dinner, everyone greeted them one after another.

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

Just sat down, the old shopkeeper came.

"I heard that Mr. Fan has found evidence to prove that the murderer is someone else?"

Fan Jinchuan was stunned: "I heard, who did you listen to?"

"This—" the old shopkeeper glanced at Fang Fengsheng, and said: "Little old man heard people say that the words seem to come from Mr. Fang's mouth, so the credibility is extremely high."

Fang Fengsheng was also a little stunned, and then he was annoyed: "Which of you is gossiping outside?" This was said to Zhichun and others at the next table.

"Master, I don't have one."

"Not even the small ones."

"It's not a small thing."

Feng Sheng was furious, Fan Jinchuan pulled her to sit down: "Brother Fang Xian doesn't need to be so angry, this matter is not afraid of being known." He said to the old shopkeeper again: "Old shopkeeper, I have indeed discovered something, this matter still needs to be resolved by the old shopkeeper. Helping..."

Afraid of falling on people's ears, the three of them changed places to talk, but there were so many people eating in the hall, they had already caught people's eyes.

Afterwards, the old shopkeeper's deeds confirmed the speculations of others, and he led people to start an investigation again. Asked by others, the old shopkeeper kept silent and was forced to say that Fan Jinchuan had found something from the hands of the dead Master Wang.

Only when the owner of this object is found, who is the real culprit will be revealed naturally.

Four watch days, this time is usually the most sleepy time for people.

A black shadow appeared in the backyard, and Kuizi, who was guarding the back door, had already fallen asleep. The inn is not manned enough, and one person is used as a few. Kuizi has been guarding for three days.

Work during the day and watch at night. For this matter, he even argued with the old shopkeeper at night. If he wasn't the old shopkeeper's nephew, he probably would have quit this job long ago.

He took care of it during the day. Although the back door was guarded, one part of the wall had collapsed due to years of disrepair, and it was shorter than other places. There is a water tank under the wall, and he can climb out from here.

The fence was close at hand, and he could escape by climbing over here. He climbed up carefully holding the water tank, excited beyond restraint.

"Why do you think this person is so stupid, why can't he see such a simple situation?"

"Brother Fang Xian is extremely smart, Brother Yu really admires him."

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

…

"When did you suspect me?"

Chen Si's hands and feet were tied, and he was lying on his side in embarrassment.

"When? Let me see, that night."

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

"That's not true. You have to tell the truth in everything, right? But you are too weird. You have nothing to do with Brother Fan, but you insist on biting him. You are obviously being beaten and scolded by Mr. Wang, but you show yourself to be loyal. I guess You want to take this opportunity to disturb the muddy water and delay the time for those porters. It is best that we never remember the missing people. When you think there is enough time for them to escape, you can reveal that Master Wang was stolen at the right time property, this matter 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, what do you care about these things! It's not you, I have escaped now!"

Chen Si's eyes were red and his expression was ferocious, how could he still see his usually silent and delicate appearance. While scolding Fang Fengsheng, he struggled desperately until he realized that no matter how much he struggled, he let out his breath and collapsed there like a dead dog.

"I'm very curious why you hate Master Wang so much. You wish he was dead. You hated him so much that you beat him to death, and you smashed him a few times as if to vent your hatred. My attendants have seen the corpse. There are several inexplicable marks on the deceased. scar."

"What do you know? What do young masters like you know? He is an evil spirit. He not only harmed me, but also harmed Qingmei. I promised Qingmei that she would take her away, so I have been waiting for this day for a long time ...He has a bad temper, he got into disputes with others on the first day he came, and his money is not revealed, but he is too flamboyant...Then I will help him, I deliberately mentioned the matter of goods and money in front of those porters, He also took the leftover chicken that rewarded me and threw it away...

"...everyone has an evil spirit in his heart, so here he comes. These people are really useless. If they killed him directly, I wouldn't have to spend so much effort, but after they left, I went into the room and found him Even if he is not dead yet, he still has breath... If he is still alive, he will beat Ome again when he returns, and I will never be able to escape his clutches... Then go to hell, as long as he is dead, I can be with Ome Staying amphibious..."

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"Old shopkeeper, I don't think it's raining today, have you reported to someone?" Feng Sheng asked after coming out of the woodshed.

"Master Fang, the dirt road is difficult to walk, and horses and carts are not allowed to go. Even if the little old man orders someone to report to the official, the official will not come. After two days, the road will be a little dry, and the little old man will let him go." people go."

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

Seeing her listless spirit, Fan Jinchuan said with concern: "Brother Fang Xian is only because of Chen Sifang's words. Don't think too much about it. Although he is pitiful, it is an unforgivable crime to kill someone..."

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

With that said, Feng Sheng dragged Zhiqiu away,

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

He is usually not used to having people serve him to do these things, but since he bought Xiao Qi, under Xiao Qi's insistence, he would occasionally let Xiao Qi serve him, but today Xiao Qi took off his shoes, but he seemed to be scalded Pull your feet back.

"Young master?"

Fan Jinchuan coughed and straightened his tone: "Xiao Qi, how many times have I told you that I can do things like taking off my shoes and changing clothes myself."

"Young master looks thoughtful, so he helps you take off your shoes."

"Xiaoqi, you are my book boy, just serve the pen and ink, you don't need to do these personal things, so as not to cause misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding?" Xiao Qi was at a loss.

"Don't you think Brother Fang Xian is too close to his two bookboys?"

Xiao Qi is also a clever ghost, immediately understood the meaning, his eyes changed suddenly, and he also stammered: "Master, do you think that Qiu'er and Chun'er are child molesters?"

Good masculinity has existed since ancient times. It is not uncommon for a high-ranking official to hire an actor and raise two bookboys at home to cover up his obsessions that cannot be shown to others. .

When Xiaoqi was not bought by Fan Jinchuan, he was working as a servant for a rich family. Because the master had a habit of prostitution with children, he ran out desperately and was rescued by Fan Jinchuan.

"Don't you think those two young servants look feminine and act feminine?" Fan Jinchuan recalled Fang Xiandi holding Qiu'er just now, and the day the three of them fell asleep together, frowning, hesitantly speaking.

"The younger ones not only think that the two young men look feminine, but also that Mr. Fang has such a white face that he looks like a little boy. A man should be like a young master, high-spirited and masculine."

"You are not allowed to talk about brother Fang Xian! It is the behavior of a gossip to talk about people behind their backs. I rest, you should rest soon." After speaking, Fan Jinchuan lay down, but he did not fall asleep. Seems to be meditating on something.

Xiao Qi has gotten used to this master's habit. Once he does something that is against the way of a gentleman and is not upright, he will recite the Tao Te Ching for self-examination. Anyway, he can't understand it, so he becomes a monk and recites the scriptures.

The author has something to say: Miss Feng Sheng will arrive in Yangzhou in the next chapter.