There is a god in the sky

Chapter 22 The Yicun Murder Case 4

County Magistrate Sun showed no fear when dealing with ordinary people, and rebuked them: "If someone really saw her hang herself, why didn't they stop her? Or are you saying that you conspired to kill the deceased?"

Upon hearing this, the villagers quickly dispersed to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

Seeing the constables carry the body away, with the white-haired coroner following slowly, Wei Lanxiang didn't want to get involved, so she carried her bamboo basket home.

Xiao Ji turned his gaze away and asked County Lieutenant Sun, "How is the coroner's skill level in the county government?"

County Magistrate Sun hurriedly flattered, "He is certainly not as good as Lord Xiao."

This Lord Xiao is a top scholar in the imperial examination. It is said that he has been good at solving cases since childhood. He was sent by the emperor to Jianzhou Prefecture for training. He may be promoted and return to the capital soon.

Xiao Ji frowned and said helplessly, "The coroner's examination of the body is crucial to the case; how can it be treated so lightly?"

Magistrate Fang explained, "To be honest, sir, Aoki County has always been peaceful, with very few murders. Therefore, the coroners lack experience, but it's not that we don't value it."

Xiao Ji understood that it wasn't that there were few murder cases, but rather that very few people reported them to the authorities.

Most ordinary people only listen to the village chief or clan head, so there's no need for them to take the case to the county government.

Xiao Ji was there on personal business; he had already done more than enough by reporting the deceased to the authorities, and it was not appropriate for him to interfere in the local investigation.

He left with his men, only to find the autopsy report he had just taken out of Baiyi Village still in his hand.

He studied it repeatedly and couldn't help but praise, "This girl not only knows how to perform autopsies, but her records are also so complete. If she could be used by the government, she would definitely be able to solve the case faster."

Sui Feng asked curiously, "How did a little girl learn such a skill?"

Xiao Ji shook his head. They were just strangers who had met by chance, so he shouldn't ask too many questions.

After leaving the village and crossing the bridge, they saw Miss Wei again; she was standing on the other side of the bridge looking at them.

This fate...

Sui Feng joked, "Oh, could it be that this girl has taken a fancy to one of our adults and is deliberately creating a chance encounter?"

They had seen this kind of thing many times before. From Bianjing to Jianzhou, they had shielded their master from many unwanted romantic advances.

Xiao Ji put away the notebook and walked over to ask, "Was the young lady waiting for us?"

"Well, please come with me."

"where to?"

"my home."

Xiao Ji thought Miss Wei wanted to talk to him about the case, but he didn't expect her to take them home.

He looked at the desolate, dilapidated house before him and felt a moment of pity, but could only say, "Miss, we have important business to attend to and it is not appropriate for us to visit."

Fearing the country girl might not understand, Sui Feng emphasized, "My master is of noble status and already has a wife!"

Wei Lanxiang: "..."

Her lips twitched, and she resisted the urge to roll her eyes, saying calmly, "The person you're looking for is in my house."

"What?" Xiao Ji and the others were taken aback.

Guan Shu's expression changed, and he pushed her aside, running into the Wei family's residence first, shouting loudly, "Young Master! Young Master! Where are you?"

Old Wei came out carrying a broom, frowning as he asked, "What's all this shouting about? Who are you?"

When he saw Wei Lanxiang behind him, he immediately put on a smile, ran over and took the bamboo basket from her hands.

"Lanlan, you're back. It seems like something happened on the other side of the river."

Wei Lanxiang nodded. "It's Wang's daughter-in-law who died."

Old Master Wei didn't care about the Wang or Li families, nor was he familiar with them. He pointed to several strangers and asked, "Who are these people...?"

"They're here to find someone."

Just as Guan Shu was about to rush into the house to look for someone, he was grabbed by Old Man Wei.

"Do you even know where they are before you rush in?" That's my daughter's room; how can we let this brat barge in like that?

Guan Shu asked fiercely, "Where did you hide my young master?"

Old Master Wei's face darkened, and he slapped the boy on the head. Judging from his attitude, they wouldn't be able to take him away today.

Xiao Ji frowned and reprimanded, "One must not be rude when reading!"

This scholar is a servant of the Marquis of Pingyang's household. He is always flattered when he is out in the world. He would be more restrained in Bianjing, but when he comes to this remote mountain village, he inevitably becomes arrogant.

Guan Shu covered his head and took a step back, muttering his apology: "Young Master, please forgive me. I was just too concerned about your safety."

Xiao Ji was not good at disciplining other people's servants, so he clasped his hands in a respectful bow to Old Daoist Wei.

"Please forgive me, sir. My servant is arrogant and unruly; his concern has led to confusion."

"Hmph." His attitude made Old Master Wei's expression soften a bit.

Wei Lanxiang pointed to the room where Fu Qingyan was and said, "Let me make it clear beforehand that I carried him back from the mass grave. He is still seriously injured and should not be moved."

Xiao Ji felt a chill run down his spine and led his men to push open the old wooden door.

The wooden door made a sickeningly loud noise.

Then they heard a familiar, slightly hoarse voice.

"Is that my cousin?"

Hearing the commotion outside, Fu Qingyan couldn't help but shed tears.

Xiao Ji stood in front of the table, carefully examining his cousin whom he hadn't seen for three years.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the once upright and noble heir of the Marquis of Pingyang would have fallen to such a miserable state.

Guan Shu knelt to the side, crying, and said, "Young Master, what's wrong with you? Why are they making you sleep on a wooden table?"

It's so pitiful that his young master doesn't even have a bed.

Old Master Wei's gloating voice came from outside: "Be content. If it weren't for us, he would have been meeting the King of Hell long ago."

"Ahem..." Fu Qingyan said with a red face, "Guanshu, go and apologize to the old man. They are my saviors."

Guan Shu, who always obeyed his master, quickly turned around and kowtowed to Old Master Wei.

"No, I can't accept that."

Xiao Ji checked Fu Qingyan's injuries.

"You suffered a severe head injury and lost a lot of blood. The medication we used was just ordinary herbal medicine to stop the bleeding and reduce inflammation. It's amazing that you survived."

“That’s right,” Old Man Wei echoed.

Xiao Ji also bowed solemnly to the old Taoist priest, "Thank you, sir, for saving my cousin's life."

"No problem, just leave him the medical expenses before you leave."

Without Xiao Ji's instruction, Sui Feng untied his purse and handed it to Old Wei, saying, "Here is twenty taels of silver. Although it is not much, please accept it, sir. We will prepare a thank-you gift and visit you to express our gratitude."

The savior of the Marquis of Pingyang's heir is not someone to be dismissed with a mere twenty taels of silver.

Old Master Wei took the purse, weighed it in his hand, and waved his hand, saying, "This is enough. We're even. Take the person away tomorrow."

The reader, displeased with the book, asked, "Why tomorrow?"

How could his young master get used to living in such a dilapidated house and on such a broken bed?

Old Master Wei sneered: "Didn't you hear what my daughter said? He shouldn't be moved today. Of course, you can carry him away if you want, but you'll have to bear the consequences."

Xiao Ji hurriedly said, "Yes, my cousin's injuries are too severe, and he needs to rest for a few more days. Thank you for your help, sir. We will pick him up and take him away in a few days."

Now that the person has been found, Xiao Ji can finally relax. It doesn't matter when he takes him away.

Moreover, there's something strange about this whole affair; he also needs to catch the thief who seriously injured his cousin.

After receiving the money, Old Master Wei went to the kitchen to help his daughter tend the fire, and said with a smile, "This money is for your dowry."

Wei Lanxiang didn't even glance at it. "Godfather can keep it for himself. I don't need it."

Old Master Wei said to himself, "It's a pity that the boy's family found him so quickly, otherwise it wouldn't be bad to keep him as a son-in-law."

Wei Lanxiang smiled. Even if that person was crippled or disabled, it wouldn't be her turn to be a country girl.

"Godfather, please go to the village across the street later and see how Guihua's case is progressing."

"it is good."