There happened to be a osmanthus tree where Zhen Heng was standing. It had no flowers at this time of year, and when the wind blew, the leaves on the tree rustled, as if mocking his current mood.

Zhen Heng still had a smile on his face, but he had already rolled his eyes countless times in his heart.

Why did his father let him marry the girl he liked?

When the son is in such a miserable state, he cannot refute by saying that if you like her so much, why don't you marry her yourself? Otherwise, if the news gets to his mother, he will still be in trouble.

"Father, my son is still young and is only focused on studying. He does not want to consider getting married for the time being."

Zhen Shicheng tapped his palm with the handle of his fan, frowning deeply: "You think too much. Your father just wants to arrange your marriage for the time being. Naturally, you have to wait until you pass the imperial examination before you can start a family."

You little brat is dreaming big enough. He even spends his parents’ money on food and drink, and now he wants to marry a wife?

Zhen Heng touched his nose.

My father is too cunning and difficult to deal with.

"My son is afraid that he will fail the imperial examination and delay the girl's marriage."

Zhen Shicheng glared at him and said, "So you're saying that people without official titles won't get married? When your father and mother got married, they hadn't even gotten pregnant yet, but now they've become third-rank officials, haven't they?"

"Father, you were already in your twenties when you got married, and your son was only eighteen!"

Zhen Shicheng picked up the handle of his fan and knocked on the top of Zhen Heng's head, then said sternly, "How dare you talk back!"

Zhen Heng: “…” He attacks without even saying anything. This is truly his father.

"Sir..." A bailiff came running over, panting and begging.

Zhen Shicheng turned around with his hands behind his back: "What?"

No need to ask, there must be a new case.

The bailiff hurriedly said, "Sir, the son of the Yongchang Earl came to report to the authorities, saying that the Yongchang Earl's wife was murdered with a candlestick..."

Although Zhen Shicheng was very calm, his expression changed slightly when he heard the news.

The murder of Mrs. Bo is no small matter.

The case was serious, so Zhen Shicheng naturally had no time to chat with his son. He told his son to "stop hanging out" and hurried away with the bailiff.

Zhen Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

At least I escaped.

Mu Ai was young, and he was not ready to become a monk, so he naturally admired his future wife. But that was why he did not want his father to make rash decisions about his marriage.

His father dealt with corpses all day long, so how could he appreciate something - Zhen Heng couldn't help but twitch his lips when he thought about it.

He still felt that a gentle, beautiful and talented woman like his mother was better, and she was his father's childhood sweetheart.

Zhen Heng shook his head and walked out.

Zhen Shicheng soon met Xie Yinlou, the son of the Earl of Yongchang. After listening to Xie Yinlou's report of the case, he immediately took his men to the Earl of Yongchang's mansion.

The Yongchang Marquis's mansion was still in a mess.

The mistress was murdered, whether the murderer was the uncle or someone else, the servants in the mansion were panicked and had no intention of working.

Seeing that Earl Yongchang had calmed down, Jiang Ancheng said, "Old Xie, since people from Shuntian Prefecture are coming, I will take my daughter back first."

It's a favor for an old neighbor to come and help when he's in trouble, but now that government officials have intervened, it would be inconvenient if I stay any longer, and it would seem like I'm just watching the fun.

Although Jiang Ancheng is not a particular person, he still understands this principle.

"Thank you for troubling me today." Uncle Yongchang nodded woodenly.

Seeing Jiang Si was about to leave, Xie Qingyao couldn't help but shout: "Asi——"

Jiang Si stopped and looked at Xie Qingyao.

"Asi, can you stay with me?" There were tear marks on the girl's fair apple face, and she looked pitiful and fragile.

Jiang Si couldn't help but soften his heart and looked at Jiang Ancheng: "Father——"

Although Jiang Ancheng was worried that his daughter would be frightened if she stayed here, he was kind-hearted after all. Seeing the poor little girl from the Xie family, he agreed without hesitation: "Then you can stay. If you have anything, remember to ask Ah Man to pass on the message."

Well, at worst I can just buy two more pork elbows with sauce to surprise the girl.

Jiang Si walked up to Xie Qingyao and held her hand: "Qingyao, don't worry, Lord Zhen is a master at solving cases, and he will definitely find out the truth."

"Asi, do you know the governor of Shuntian?"

Jiang Si smiled bitterly: "Qingyao, you forgot that Lord Zhen handled the case of the Marquis of Changxing. I was at the scene when the crime happened, so I naturally appreciated Lord Zhen's style."

Xie Qingyao bit her lip and nodded, then held Jiang Si's hand tightly.

"Master, the people from the government office have arrived." Soon a servant came to report.

Yongchang Bo slowly exhaled a breath of foul air and strode forward to meet him.

When Zhen Shicheng saw Earl Yongchang, he sighed.

He has seen many victims' grief after their relatives met with misfortune, but he still feels sympathetic every time he deals with the victims.

However, as an investigator, preconceived impressions are not advisable. Many victims were the so-called victims. Although the Yongchang Earl's Mansion took the initiative to report the case, without careful investigation, it cannot be assumed that Yongchang Earl is completely free of suspicion.

"My dear uncle, please accept my condolences." Zhen Shicheng bowed to Earl Yongchang.

Yongchang Bo smiled bitterly and replied, "Thank you, Lord Lao Zhen."

"It's my duty, and I will do my best." Zhen Shicheng finished his polite words and went straight to the point. "I have heard the general situation from the prince. Did your family determine that the murderer had been hiding in the closet because of the fingerprints left in it?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at Jiang Si.

Zhen Shicheng was such a sharp-sighted person that he immediately followed the direction of everyone's gaze.

Two girls stood side by side, one tall and one short. He simply ignored the shorter girl, and all his attention was attracted to the tall girl.

It’s that little girl again!

At this moment, Lord Zhen, who never showed his emotions, couldn't help but reveal a slightly surprised expression.

Why do I always see this little girl at the crime scene?

This was the case with Lingwu Temple, this was the case with Changxing Marquis’ Mansion, and this is still the case with Yongchang Earl’s Mansion.

Xie Qingyao knelt down and saluted Zhen Shicheng: "Sir, the fingerprint was discovered by my good friend, and I also saw it."

Zhen Shicheng looked at Jiang Si with an increasingly subtle look.

He heard it from the son of the Yongchang Earl. When Yongchang Earl woke up and found himself holding a candlestick, he believed that he had killed his wife and was about to commit suicide. Later, he calmed down after finding clues that the murderer was someone else.

Now it seems that it is this little girl's credit again.

Zhen Shicheng stroked his long beard out of habit.

Since the lady came to Beijing, someone has been folding her clothes, cooking her meals to her taste, and even combing her beard, which feels very comfortable to the touch.

Zhen Shicheng thought to himself that if this girl were a man, he would make an exception and promote her, at least give her a position as a constable.

"In that case, let's go to the place where the crime took place. By the way, tell the servants not to let anyone out of the mansion."

Xie Yinlou interrupted and said, "The boy has already told the gatekeeper."

Zhen Shicheng nodded with satisfaction and followed Earl Yongchang to the main courtyard. The Xie brothers and sisters and others followed closely.

Ah Man was standing guard at the door out of boredom when he saw a group of people approaching and blocked the door with a stern look on his face.

Zhen Shicheng recognized the little maid and couldn't help but look at Jiang Si.

Jiang Si explained, "I was worried that someone might break in during the chaos and ruin the clues, so I asked the maid to stay here."

Zhen Shicheng let out a long sigh in his heart.

He said, his son is not doing well!