Xiaoman: "I haven't investigated this matter yet. I'll find out when I go to the Chu Mansion tonight."
Chen Huaixu nodded and said nothing more.
During dinner, Zhuyue saw that Chen Huaixu was worried and felt strange because she had always seen the county lady smiling the most since she met her.
Regardless of whether it is true or false, sincere or a trap, just look at those curved eyebrows, shallow dimples, and the fact that she is both well-behaved and confident. It always makes people feel that there is nothing in the world that she cannot solve in front of her.
It was the first time she saw Shen Huaixu like this, and she couldn't help but become curious.
Zhuyue couldn't help but say, "If the county lady has any worries, please talk to Zhuyue. Zhuyue may be able to help her relieve her worries."
Chen Huaixu looked at her, thought for a moment, and gave Xiaoman a wink.
Xiaoman immediately understood and swiftly told the whole story from beginning to end.
Zhuyue understood, "Does the county lady think that a ghost marriage is against the will of heaven?"
Chen Huai's preface says: "It's fine to pair the dead with the dead, but what's frightening is that the dead he pairs with are also recently dead. I don't know whether it's against heaven or me, but it's definitely a disregard for human life."
She put down her chopsticks, her light-colored eyes darkened, and she whispered, "I've thought about this too. Since there are people like 'ghost matchmakers', it means that such things have happened many times. The families that are worthy of ghost marriages are mostly wealthy and powerful. In a small place like this, it's not an exaggeration to say that they can call the shots.
Even the local officials can't control it, let alone me, a county lord passing by. If I take action this time, not only will I fail to stop this phenomenon, but my second brother will also have a hard time after I leave."
A small flower snake coiled around Zhuyue's neck, with its tiny head poking out from behind her neck. Against the backdrop of her face gradually returning to its former beauty, the harmony looked both strange and magical.
The corners of her mouth curled up in disdain, "Ghost marriages are very common in Nanxia. How can there be so many people whose death ages and hexagrams coincide with each other? Most of them are tainted with the sin of killing.
It's ridiculous that they kill a person to comfort and accompany their dead child, and they are not afraid that the murdered person will become a ghost and make their child restless in the underworld forever."
Xiaoman's eyes lit up, "Miss Zhuyue, that's a great idea!"
Frost also said: "That makes sense."
When Chen Huaixu heard Zhuyue's words, his eyes lit up. "Xiaoman, Shuangjiang, the two of you go to the Chu Mansion together after nightfall and find out who the bride is, whether she is dead or alive, and when she will be buried."
The two of them responded in unison.
Shen Huaixu's gaze fell on Zhuyue, and she smiled as cunningly as a fox. She winked at Zhuyue playfully, "Zhuyue, how about we make a scene at the funeral?"
Zhuyue also smiled, "The county lady has everything you need, and I will obey."
At midnight, the moon hung high in the night sky, and the pale moonlight enveloped everything, making it look like a layer of frost from a distance.
The silence of the night was broken by the sound of footsteps. Zhuyue couldn't wait to open the door and wait for the two to enter.
Normally they would have fallen into a deep sleep at this time, but now they were more energetic than each other.
Shuang Jiang was the first to speak: "Miss, Miss Zhuyue, the Chu family is indeed going to hold a ghost marriage for their youngest son, and he will be buried in two days."
Xiaoman drank a cup of strong tea and continued, "The bride's name was Qin Xiaowan, she was only thirteen or fourteen years old, from a nearby village, and she had already died. The Chu family found her and arranged a ghost marriage with their own family, but they didn't value her and only placed her coffin in the woodshed.
The subordinates sneaked in to see her body. Her mouth, eyes, and fingers were all open, the blood vessels under her throat were blocked, the marks of strangulation were shallow, her tongue was not extended, there were scratches on her neck, and there was flesh left from her struggle between her fingernails.
This was definitely not suicide, but was strangled to death! And he must have died only a few days ago."
Xiaoman was filled with anger. Before, she had just thought that she had heard it from others, but now that the facts were before her, she had no choice but to believe it.
Seeing that she was extremely angry, Zhuyue poured her another cup of tea and said gently, "I didn't expect Miss Xiaoman to be so proficient in autopsies. I really admire her."
Xiaoman blushed a little when she praised him.
At first she felt resentful towards the witch, but after learning some things, she couldn't help but sympathize with her.
Later I discovered that this legendary witch, apart from being a little gloomy when alone, was actually a very easy-going person.
She rubbed her head and smiled, "Sister Shuangjiang and I were both picked up by the Marquis from the border when he was fighting on the battlefield. In addition to martial arts, we were also taught some other skills, so it's not uncommon."
After saying this, she couldn't help but complain, "These wealthy families really have nothing to do after eating their fill, and all they do all day is figure out how to eat the flesh and blood of the common people."
Zhuyue nodded in agreement.
"Since the person is already dead, let's use the Chu family as an example to scare the monkeys." Shen Huaixu said lightly.
Frost asked, "What are you going to do, young lady?"
Shen Huaixu smiled in an unfathomable way. When everyone couldn't hold back any longer and wanted to ask her more questions, she said, "Let's do it tomorrow. I'm sleepy."
The remaining three people looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
The night before Chu Jia Sanlang was buried was extremely chaotic.
First, there were rhythmic knocking sounds coming from the bride's coffin, which scared the servants who were keeping vigil so much that they huddled in the corner and trembled.
Then the lid of the bride's coffin loosened and for some reason a gap was opened. The coffin was pitch black, as if tempting people to go in and take a look.
The butler was kicked several times by the furious master, who asked him to go forward to check. The butler, who was already old, was frightened and turned back to his youth, with his legs so weak that he couldn't stand up.
A servant who was a little braver groped his way to the side of the coffin and was about to stick his head out to take a closer look when suddenly a pale and cold hand stretched out from inside the coffin and grabbed the man's neck tightly. The man fell headfirst into the coffin, screamed miserably, and finally became limp.
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