Chapter 264 Gestures

Jiang Shu remembered a book she had read that said that everything is born from the sun and rain, but too much is as bad as too little.

Too many sunny days will cause droughts, and too much rain will cause floods, both of which will affect the growth and harvest of everything.

Jiang Shu was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't notice Yu Zheng coming back.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Zheng asked curiously.

Jiang Shu came back to her senses after hearing the voice and frowned, saying, "There is more rain this year."

Yu Zheng followed her line of sight and looked out the window, humming and asking, "Don't you like rain?"

Jiang Shu nodded and shook her head, saying, "I'm worried. If this continues, there may be disasters."

She really didn't like rain, but that was not the point.

Yu Zheng sighed, "Natural disasters are inevitable, don't think too much."

Having handled government affairs for many years, Yu Zheng naturally knew this, but such natural disasters were beyond human control, and thinking too much would only add to the trouble.

After breakfast, Yu Zheng went to the study.

Jiang Shu stared at the rain outside the house and thought about it. He asked Chu Yu to grind ink and wrote a letter to Jiang's father.

It is always right to prevent trouble before it happens.

The rain lasted for five days. After the rain stopped and the weather cleared up, the temperature warmed up again.

The first case Zhang Ting took over after taking office as the Dali Temple was to find out the murderer who assassinated Sun Hechuan.

However, all the accompanying guards were killed, and there was no way to start, so it was extremely difficult to investigate.

But Sun Hechuan was an upright official, which was admirable. Zhang Ting felt that he should give him justice so that he could rest in peace. Therefore, no matter how difficult the case was, he had to investigate it.

After thinking about the case over and over again, Zhang Ting thought that Sun Hechuan died at night after being assassinated, and perhaps there were some clues left, so he decided to go to Sun's mansion .

When he left the Dali Temple, he ran into Li Xu.

"Your Excellency is in a hurry, what are you going to do?" Li Xu asked.

Zhang Ting said frankly: "I'm going to investigate the assassination of Lord Sun."

This matter is obvious and there is nothing to hide.

Li Xu said meaningfully: "Your Excellency really cares about Lord Sun."

Zhang Ting frowned: "Lord Sun is our superior, and he treats us kindly and fairly, and has the intention of guiding us. He was killed, and it is reasonable to find the murderer as soon as possible and avenge him."

Li Xu smiled: "Your Excellency is right, then I wish you to solve the case and capture the murderer as soon as possible."

Recently, Li Xu always speaks like this, with a strange tone. Zhang Ting understood that he was annoyed that he had taken the position of Dali Temple.

Pursing his lips, Zhang Ting did not care and walked away.

Li Xu stared at Zhang Ting's back with a sinister look.

These days, Yu Yuan and Sun Yijun lived in Sun's mansion, accompanying Sun's mother every day, fearing that she would be upset.

"Mom, the sky is clear, let's go for a walk in the garden." Sun Yijun helped her mother get up.

It has been raining these days, and her mother has been stuck in the house all day. She has lost her appetite and has trouble sleeping at night. She is in a very bad state.

Sun Yijun is worried that if this continues, her mother will become sick from worry.

And Yu Yuan is also full of worry and distress when he sees Sun Yijun's temperament change drastically.

The three of them were strolling in the garden when the servants came to report.

"Madam, Prince, Lord Zhang, the Minister of Dali Temple, is here."

Suddenly hearing the words "Minister of Dali Temple", Sun's mother and Sun Yijun were both startled.

Once upon a time, these four words represented Sun Hechuan.

"What is he doing here?" Sun's mother was puzzled.

Yu Yuan guessed, "It should be related to my father-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Sun Yijun and her mother immediately became concerned and hurried to the front hall.

Zhang Ting was sitting upright in the hall, and when he saw the three people, he stood up to greet them.

"I wonder what the honorable Zhang is doing?" Yu Yuan asked bluntly.

Zhang Ting said, "I took over the case of the assassination of Sun, and I want to ask Madam Sun and the Crown Prince's Consort if Sun left any clues."

Sun's mother shook her head in disappointment, "No, he was unconscious when he was sent back, and he left nothing."

The three people thought that there was progress in the case, but they didn't expect that they were here to ask for clues.

Zhang Ting asked a few more questions, but got nothing, so he had to stand up and leave.

After sending Zhang Ting away, Sun's mother sat back in her chair and said with a worried look on her face: "I don't know when this case can be solved."

Yu Yuan said: "Brother Zheng said he would investigate, and he will definitely find out."

As for the new Dali Temple Minister, he didn't know much about him and didn't count on him.

As for Yu Zheng, Yu Yuan had no doubts.

"I hope so." Sun's mother sighed.

Looking at the warm sun outside the house, Sun's mother said: "You have lived in the mansion for a long time, it's time to go back to the palace."

"But I'm worried about you being alone." Sun Yijun held Sun's mother's hand tightly.

She already had no father, and she couldn't be without a mother again.

Sun's mother forced a smile, patted her hand and said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself, I haven't seen your children yet."

The implication was that she would not commit suicide.

Sun Yijun wanted to say something else, but her mother said directly: "After lunch, you can go back to the palace."

The dead cannot be resurrected, and the living have to continue living. Especially Sun Yijun, she just got married and her new life has just begun.

"I want to spend more time with my mother." Sun Yijun was reluctant and worried.

Sun's mother said gently: "You are already married, what's the point of living in your mother's house all the time. You can go back to the palace with peace of mind, come to see mother when you have time, and have a meal with her."

Living in the Sun Mansion for a long time is indeed not a long-term plan.

"Then mother, you must take good care of yourself, I will come back to see you often." Sun Yijun repeatedly urged.

Sun's mother agreed and ate more at lunch. Sun Yijun looked at her and felt relieved.

After leaving Sun Mansion, Sun Yijun told the driver: "Go to Prince Jing's Mansion."

Yu Yuan was puzzled: "What are you going to the palace for?"

Sun Yijun whispered: "I thought of something that might be useful."

Yu Yuan understood after hearing this.

She certainly didn't think of it just now, but remembered it when Zhang Ting asked her the question. It's just that she didn't trust Zhang Ting, so she didn't say it.

"Yijun?" Jiang Shu was shocked to see Sun Yijun.

Looking carefully, Jiang Shu found that Sun Yijun had lost a lot of weight, looked haggard, and there was an inextricable sadness between her eyebrows, which made people feel distressed.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Shu pulled Sun Yijun to the side hall to sit down.

Yu Zheng and Yu Yuan also sat down.

Sun Yijun looked at Yu Zheng and said, "I remembered something."

"What is it?" Yu Zheng knew it was related to Sun Hechuan when he heard it, and immediately focused his attention.

After Chu Yu served the tea and left, Sun Yijun said, "When my father was unconscious, his right index finger was extended, and the rest of his fingers were bent and pinched, forming a gesture of pointing at people."

"What do you mean?" Yu Zheng frowned.

Sun Yijun said, "When I was a child, I often made my father angry, and he often scolded me. When he scolded me, he had a habit of pointing with his finger and saying you, you, you."

"Over time, I told my father that this action actually means 'you'. Only my father and I know this, and I wonder if this is a clue left by my father?"

Normal people who are injured and unconscious will either loosen or clench their hands, and will never make such strange gestures. Sun Yijun's suspicion is not unreasonable.

You?

What does it mean, what does Sun Hechuan want to tell them?

Wait, you - Li.

The Left Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, Li Xu!

Yu Zheng's dark eyes dimmed, and speculation suddenly arose in his mind.