The arrest of Lu Yuan really affected the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion. Lu Qing had a dark face these days. He refused to go out for drinks when several old friends invited him.

Lu Zheng did not give up and went to the Lu Mansion again. Lu Yuan's arrest made Lu's funeral cold and deserted. Lu Zheng did not feel anything, but Bao Zheng, who came with him, sighed: "What's the use of having wives and concubines around, children and wealth? No one is really sad when you die."

Lu Zheng thought about the situation of the Lu family and was silent.

Because of the series of accidents, the servants had no time to take care of it, and the mansion suddenly became very desolate. Lu Zheng went to the ancestral hall by himself. In fact, he had not figured out a question. As the second young lady said, Lu Yuan was a hypocrite. How could such a man, who even killed his wife with a slow poison, use such a drastic method to kill his father?

Moreover, Lu Zheng carefully observed Lu Yuan's demeanor when he spoke, and he did not seem to be lying. Of course, he could not deny it. Maybe Lu Yuan's acting skills were too good.

In short, everything was like a ball of tangled threads. As long as the thread ends were found, the truth could be unravelled. But how easy was that?

The ancestral hall was cold and desolate, with a faint smell of incense floating in the air. The yard was searched several times, but the second poison needle was never found. This made Lu Zheng even more confused. How could the murderer be sure that Lu Jian would step on that poison needle?

The place where the poison needle was found that day was on the path in front of the ancestral hall. The path was not wide, and there were many hollies planted on both sides. Lu Zheng tried it and found that it was just enough for two people to walk side by side.

He walked back and forth on this path several times, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He asked Bao Zheng: "In ancient times... No, is it that the left is respected now? If you walk with someone of high status, will you let him walk on the left?"

"Yes." Bao Zheng looked at him strangely, as if he didn't understand why he asked such a common sense question.

Lu Zheng suppressed his excitement. That was right. The poison needle was on the left side of the path. His elder brother and his uncle were walking on the path together that day. As the elder uncle was the oldest, he would naturally walk on the left. When they came back, he would walk on the opposite side. That was why his elder brother stepped on the poison needle.

Lu Zheng walked along the path again, but he felt more and more frightened. In order to make his uncle step on the poison needle, he needed to know his steps very well and put the poison needle in the right position through calculation. It could be said that this was a killing trick tailor-made for his uncle, which was both vicious and bold.

The murderer probably didn't expect that the eldest brother would step on the poison needle, because when showing respect to the elders, the younger generation would lag behind a little. However, Tian Bo seemed to have fallen that day, so his legs were not flexible enough, so the eldest brother supported him and adjusted his steps, which led to his being tricked.

If this is the case, it can clear Lu Yuan's suspicion. Not to mention that Lu Yuan would never use such a method with his cautious nature. If he wanted to use this trick, the murderer must have been in the mansion on the day when the eldest brother came, and Lu Yuan happened to go out of the city to check the accounts that day and did not come back until the evening.

As Lu Zheng walked, he told Bao Zheng his guess. Bao Zheng was shocked: "This, this, this... It's really chilling."

The two hurriedly walked around the garden, but suddenly saw a person standing by the pond. It looked like a woman. Lu Zheng and Bao Zheng looked at each other and ran towards her.

When they got closer, they found that the person was the seventh wife Yan. She was holding a laundry pestle in her hand and helplessly watched the wooden basin floating in the middle of the pond.

"Seventh Aunt?" Lu Zheng slowly approached, "What are you doing?"

Yan seemed to be startled when she saw him, but she still forced a smile and said, "You are the third young master of the Duke of Ying's family, right?"

Lu Zheng noticed that she did not call him Seventeen according to the Lu family's ranking, but he did not care too much. He pointed to the basin in the middle of the pond and said, "I'll help you hook it back."

"No..." Yan's lips moved, but she still didn't say it.

Lu Zheng found a long bamboo pole nearby, and he and Bao Zheng worked together to hook the wooden basin back, and then he noticed that there were clothes waiting to be washed in the basin.

He frowned and glanced at Yan's swollen fingers. He couldn't help but ask, "Don't we have servants in the mansion? Why do we ask you to wash the clothes yourself?"

Yan explained in a low voice, "The mansion has been in chaos these days. The maids have no intention of working, so..."

"What about your own maid?"

"Han Yi... has not been feeling well these days. I asked her to go and rest..."

Lu Zheng knew at a glance that Yan was lying. She said she was not feeling well, but she just thought Yan was easy to bully. He sympathized with Yan, but he also knew that he could not do anything for her.

Lu Zheng thought about it, emptied all the money in his purse, and handed it to Yan.

"This... I can't do this, I can't do this..." Yan was panicked and stepped back repeatedly.

Lu Zheng put the money down and ran away quickly, saying as he ran: "Seventh Aunt, consider this as your nephew's filial piety to you. You can accept it as a reward for your servants."

Yan looked at the young man who was running away, and then looked at the gold and silver in her hand which was still warm, and tears suddenly rolled down her eyes.

Lu Zheng ran to the main courtyard breathlessly. Bao Zheng next to him still had the energy to despise him: "Isn't the Duke of Ying's Mansion a family of military generals? Why are you so weak?"

Lu Zheng punched him, but Bao Zheng dodged it easily. The guy still looked serious: "Tsk tsk, it's not good to get angry because of shame!"

Lu Zheng was very angry. First it was Jian Yu, then the King of Chu, and now there was Bao Zheng. He was a man, but he was like a child in front of them. This was really intolerable. He was determined to strengthen his body after this matter was over. He didn't say to what extent he could train, but at least he couldn't be powerless in front of them.

Bao Zheng was now familiar with Lu Zheng, and since Lu Zheng was not arrogant, he did not treat him as the young master of the Duke of England. He was more relaxed in front of him than before, and put his arm on Lu Zheng's shoulder: "Hey, brother Lu, if the murderer is not Lu Yuan, who do you think it could be?"

In fact, Lu Zheng could not figure it out. The murderer must be very familiar with Lu Yuan, except for the people in Lu's mansion, but he had no idea who it was.

But at least one thing was that everyone talked about the source of the hook kiss that day, except for one person.

In the main courtyard, Mrs. Wu was holding her crying little daughter and coaxing her. The nurse at the side stammered, "Madam, I don't know what happened to the young lady. She suddenly..."

Mrs. Wu glared at her impatiently, "Did you eat something you shouldn't have?"

The nurse shook her head hurriedly, "No, no, no... I didn't have time to feed the young lady..." Mrs.

Wu looked at her little daughter crying with a red face, and her heart was as painful as a knife. She wished she could take her place.

The nanny at the side whispered, "The old man died unjustly... Could it be... a collision..."

Wu's body froze, and then she shouted: "You are old and confused! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

The nanny was so scared that she knelt down quickly: "Madam, spare my life, Madam, spare my life... I will not talk nonsense again."

Wu frowned: "Okay, let's go down."

The nanny hurriedly took the wet nurse to go down, but just in time, they heard two knocks on the door.

The nanny was startled, and after reacting, she scolded: "Which ignorant little hoof!" As she said that, she went to open the door with an imposing manner.

Standing at the door was not a maid, but Lu Zheng.

The nanny's arrogance suddenly waned: "Seventeenth Young Master, do you...what's the matter?"

Mrs. Wu also came out with her daughter in her arms, and frowned when she saw Lu Zheng: "Although they are our relatives, this is the backyard. It's not good for a grown man like you to break into someone else's backyard."

Lu Zheng had long seen this cousin's nonsense, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Nephew just wants to ask, where did the hook kiss you bought go?"

Mrs. Wu's face changed, and her voice suddenly became sharp: "Hasn't the murderer been caught?"

Lu Zheng frowned: "Cousin, the second cousin is only a suspect now, and it is not certain that he is the murderer!"

"Lord Tang has already confirmed it, what do you, a kid, know!" Wu sneered, "Why? You think you are so great just because you solved a case, and you learn to put the blame on your elders? I'd like to ask the Duke of England if this is how the family tutors are!"

Lu Zheng suppressed his anger, "This is my nephew's own opinion, and it has nothing to do with my parents. If you have a clear conscience, why don't you dare to answer?" Wu

put her daughter in the arms of the wet nurse, took a step forward, and said aggressively, "I don't want to say it if I don't want to. What do you want? "

Lu Zheng was so angry with her attitude that he took out his token of the Ministry of Justice: "Madam Lu, I am not asking you as your nephew, but as an official of the Ministry of Justice. You'd better tell the truth!"

Mrs. Wu was stunned and was about to crash into the pillars, crying: "Why did you leave so early, old man? We are left as orphans and widows to be bullied by the younger generation. I'd rather go with you!"

The maidservants beside her hurriedly held her back, and the girl in the wet nurse's arms also burst into tears.

Lu Zheng was immediately overwhelmed. He could see that Mrs. Wu was pretending, but if he pressed on, he would only be known as someone who bullied his elders.

Bao Zheng held him back, shook his head and said, "Let's go back first."

Lu Zheng sighed, took another look at the chaotic scene, and then followed Bao Zheng away unhappily.