Chapter 703 Going to Ruling Mansion to Help

The officials came on horseback, so when Jiang Fubao left, he went to Ruling Mansion in his own carriage. Pan Shitou drove the carriage, and Pan Erya accompanied and served him in the carriage.

The brother and sister are the best in martial arts in the mansion, and they are blood siblings, so they have a tacit understanding and can better protect Jiang Fubao. With them around, the Jiang family can rest assured.

On the way, the officer explained the whole story to Jiang Fubao, so that she did not take a rest while sitting in the carriage, but was in a daze, thinking about where to start with the case.

Mr. Liu's entire family died. In order to investigate the case, the coroner of Ruling Prefecture had already dissected the bodies, but found no evidence.

Moreover, there was an even more difficult problem: the male corpses bled to death, but they had no other wounds on their bodies.

But the fact is, although the body will still bleed at the moment of beheading, the blood will stop flowing when the heart stops beating.

Jiang Fubao supported his chin with one hand, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and thought about it.

Seeing this, Pan Erya poured her a cup of hot tea.

There was a charcoal stove in the carriage, which was burning brightly. Even with a corner of the curtain opened, it was still warm inside.

The advantage of having a charcoal stove is that you can make hot water anytime you want. There are also two pieces of meat pie on the charcoal stove, which are sizzling and oozing with oil.

Zhang Jinlan stuffed it into Pan Erya's pocket before she left.

There are six pieces in total, and I have eaten four.

Pan Erya and Jiang Fubao ate one piece each, while Pan Shitou, who had a bigger appetite, ate two.

"Miss, have some hot tea." Seeing that she was silent and leaning against the carriage window for a long time without responding, Pan Erya advised her with some concern.

"Okay, Erya, tell me, what kind of hatred would lead to the destruction of an entire family? From the old to the young, even the chickens, ducks, dogs and horses in the backyard are not spared. If it were you, under what circumstances would you do this?" Jiang Fubao seemed to be asking Pan Erya, but in fact he was asking himself.

If you want to solve the case, you must first put yourself in the shoes of the murderer.

"If it were me, my relatives would have been killed by this family, and their death was extremely tragic. I would have hated them and would not want to live. So, it would be better to drag my enemies with me and avenge them before I die. It would be better than dying alone in this miserable state."

The teacup touched his lips, but before he could drink it, Jiang Fubao was stunned by what Pan Erya said.

Yes, it is because people have nothing to worry about and are ready to die that they would think of killing their enemy's entire family. People who already want to die are more cruel than those who are not afraid of death.

She simply didn't believe that there was no grudge.

Although the officer had said before that Mr. Liu's family was very rich, to kill an entire family just for money was something that even the bandits in the mountains would not be able to do, as they would not even spare the livestock.

This is a hatred that does not want to leave any one alive. How much hatred must one have?

Therefore, the people who killed Mr. Liu's family were 100% enemies. However, as the officer just said, Mr. Liu had a very good reputation in Ruling Prefecture and was known as a good man. Could such a good man do evil?

unless......

He is not a good person at all.

Just hypocritical.

Jiang Fubao's pupils shrank instantly, as if he was getting closer to the truth of the matter.

She drank the tea in her cup in one gulp.

When Pan Erya handed it to her, the tea was no longer hot and tasted just right. The maids in the mansion were all so attentive.

The sun passed over the top of the carriage and set in the west.

The sky was filled with golden powder clouds that were burning, and soon burned out, and the sky turned dark.

When it was time to close the city gates, the gate of Ruling Prefecture was still open. Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu were waiting there with a group of officials.

Everyone had a serious expression, only Meng Bujiu had a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

"Sir, there is movement. I think Miss Jiang has arrived."

A yamen runner with sharp ears suddenly heard the sound of carriage wheels and horse hooves running, and he shouted excitedly.

Soon after he finished speaking, the official who was riding a horse to look for Jiang Fubao came over first. Behind him, the Jiang family's carriage followed. There was a red lantern hanging on each side of the carriage.

In the dark night, it seemed a little weird.

As the carriage moved, the two lanterns swayed like the surface of water blown by the wind.

"Please——"

"Reporting to the lord, I have invited the miracle doctor." The officer pulled the reins, and the moment the horse stopped, he jumped off the horse and saluted Meng Zhili.

Pan Shitou also parked the carriage aside, and Pan Erya helped Jiang Fubao get off the carriage.

The red lantern shone on Jiang Fubao's cheek, refracting into pink light.

In addition, Jiang Fubao's skin is so fair that she looks a little more charming than usual.

"Godfather, Brother Bujiu, why are you waiting here? It's so cold outside." Jiang Fubao was shocked when he saw the appearance of the father and son. It was only half a month since they last saw each other, why did they look so haggard?

No wonder her godfather specifically asked the officers to call her over.

I'm afraid there's really nothing we can do.

"Fubao, are you tired from the journey? Let's go back and rest for a night. We will go to Yizhuang tomorrow morning."

Meng Zhili stood at the city gate for so long just to wait for his goddaughter to arrive so that he could take her to the charity cemetery. However, when he saw that his goddaughter looked exhausted, he really couldn't bear to see her so tired, so he changed his tone.

I plan to let Jiang Fubao rest first, and it won’t be too late to go to the charity cemetery tomorrow.

"No, I'm not tired. Godfather, let's go now. The body has been lying there for so long. If we don't go now, the possibility of finding the real cause of death will be even smaller. Let's not delay any longer. Let's go."

Jiang Fubao shook his head.

I politely declined my godfather's proposal.

She stood beside Meng Bujiu, exchanged glances with him, and then the group headed for Yi Zhuang.

Yi Zhuang is not far outside the city, only a quarter of an hour's walk away.

Jiang Fubao's butt was almost broken after sitting in the carriage all the way. She would rather walk for a quarter of an hour than sit in the carriage again, so Meng Zhili and Meng Bujiu walked with her.

So, more than twenty people came to Yizhuang in a mighty manner, scaring old Pantou who was taking a nap.

"Sir, what is this?" Old Pan was a little confused when he saw a beautiful girl in the crowd.

What are you doing here, girl?

Seeing that she was dressed like a daughter of a wealthy family, and standing side by side with the county magistrate, they looked like a perfect match, and Old Pan became even more curious.

Didn’t the yamen runners tell him that the prefect’s son was still unmarried?

Could it be that he was deceived?

That's right, Master Meng is already so old, he should have been married long ago, but the girl in front of him doesn't look like a married woman, which is really strange.

I haven't heard that the prefect has a daughter.

Before he could think about it, Meng Zhili had already brought Jiang Fubao in.

The corpse had been left there for so many days that it had already become gigantic.