sbdcsierra Chapter 143 Mrs. Zhao's Intervention
Chapter 143 Mrs. Zhao's Intervention
Zhao Huaiqing was quickly tied up. Since an autopsy could not be performed, Bai Jinyu could only look over Zhao Ping's body.
At this time, the place where Zhao Ping originally sat was empty, and there was a small stone pillar under the seat, which looked like it was put there later.
Gu Qingyun hung the ropes on several beams and told Zhao Huaiqing not to use any effort to sit down.
"How can I sit without any strength?" Zhao Huaiqing tried very hard, but in order to ensure that he did not lose his balance, he still could not sit without any strength.
"Don't use force. It doesn't matter even if you fall. I will pull you to the position where you can sit upright. If you can't do it, I will have to knock you out." Gu Qingyun smiled and threatened.
Zhao Huaiqing could only try hard to make himself lose balance, but he felt more and more like a puppet.
Soon, Gu Qingyun found the balance point. He just needed to keep pulling the two ropes until they lifted him slightly off the ground so that he could sit there.
A small stone block was placed under the seat to support his balance. In order to avoid being discovered, he crossed his legs, and the closed loop was quickly formed.
At night, Zhao Ping would definitely turn on the lights before doing his work, but the maids and servants did not dare to disturb him, so they did not know when he fell down.
All you need to do is turn off all the lights when it's just daybreak and no one has noticed yet, then hang him on the beam and he will be in a sitting position.
The marks on Zhao Ping's hands were not thick. They were probably caused by a very thin thread, such as a fishing line or a rope for weaving a fishing net.
That kind of rope has strong elasticity and generally will not break.
The murderer probably did this to have a chance to escape or to create an alibi.
As long as the person is not caught in the act, it is difficult to determine whether he has done it or even been here.
Gu Qingyun then remembered what the guards had said, that many ladies had come to deliver gifts last night.
"Which ladies came to deliver things last night?" Gu Qingyun found the security guard again and asked.
"Oh, that's a lot. Recently it's the time for the young ladies to discuss marriages. Except for the eldest young lady, the others haven't chosen a husband yet. The aunts and ladies are all trying to save their own children. Just like yesterday, even the eldest lady has sent gifts these days." The guard looked around and lowered his voice.
"It is said that the eldest lady's second daughter wanted to marry a poor scholar, but the lady was not satisfied, saying that her grandfather wanted his daughter to suffer the same as her, marrying a poor scholar, and enduring so many years to succeed. At least she succeeded, but if she married a scholar who had no future, she would only be able to follow him and farm for the rest of her life."
"Our second young lady is the daughter of the first lady. She is the real jewel in the palm of this mansion and is much more majestic than the first young lady who was born a few months earlier.
At that time, conditions were not as good as they are now, and Lord Zhao was only a seventh-rank official, but Mrs. Zhao managed to win the most precious love for her daughter.
Now she will naturally be dissatisfied if she is asked to marry a poor scholar's wife."
The guard thought for a moment and gossiped, "The second young lady is the same. She has been crying all day long since she heard that she was going to marry a poor scholar."
Gu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then said, "You just need to tell me who came last night."
The guard stopped gossiping. "The first lady came yesterday and brought some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. The master told him to put them at the door and not to come in. Then it was Miss Tao who also brought some food. The master has a habit of eating something sweet while working, so everyone came forward."
The guard thought for a moment and said, "Oh, yes, Aunt An came in the middle and asked if the master would go to her room tonight, saying that the young lady was crying and wouldn't sleep. Xiaoxiao is so old, how could she cry and not sleep. After that...after that...no one came to deliver anything, so it became even more silent inside. We didn't hear any sound, so he didn't appear here all the time."
Gu Qingyun put down the pen in his hand and asked again, "When every lady or concubine comes to deliver something, is it the master's voice?"
The man nodded, seeming to be very sure, but after thinking about it, he was not sure and shook his head again, "The master is doing his work, sometimes he is just a hmm, who can be sure that it is definitely him."
Gu Qingyun stopped asking. The target was too big. This was not an unsolved mystery, but too many people came and went, and no one even knew when it died. Perhaps he still had to convince Mrs. Zhao to agree to the autopsy.
It was already afternoon when the research was over. Gu Qingyun swallowed and his mouth was dry. He was dying of thirst...
The people from the Dali Temple were just about to call it a day, but they still left some clerks to guard the scene.
Madam Zhao came again, and even brought the second young lady and several other young ladies and masters, crying and asking Gu Qingyun to leave, "What are you doing? The master is gone, and you are still doing this. The master has a miserable life. He didn't even have a long sleep after death, and he is still disturbed."
Some young masters didn't understand why, but they were already crying and gasping for air.
Then I heard the second young lady crying, "Daddy, daddy, your life is so hard, wuwuwuwuwu."
Gu Qingyun didn't want to continue the commotion, so he stepped forward to explain that it was just to protect the scene and he didn't say that the memorial service was not allowed.
But they wouldn't listen and cried and yelled that they regretted reporting the case, otherwise the master wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.
Gu Qingyun was extremely helpless. This was an official appointed by the imperial court, and he died so tragically for no reason. Naturally, he had to work hard, but the attitude of his family members made Gu Qingyun helpless.
If he continues to cry like this, Gu Qingyun will be driven away, and the case in the Dali Temple will be closed hastily.
Thinking of this, Gu Qingyun's eyes suddenly lit up. Why was he trying to stop her so hastily? Was there some other hidden story behind this?
If there is a hidden secret, what could it be? Is it related to the second young lady's marriage?
"Mrs. Zhao, we will resolve the report as soon as possible. Sorry to bother you these few days." Gu Qingyun was humble and polite. The other party had no other choice. It would be too obvious to stop him again.
"Hmph, I don't think you dare to do anything reckless. Don't touch our master's body. I heard that people need to be buried in peace. No matter what, our family must complete these things as soon as possible." Seeing Gu Qingyun's attitude, Mrs. Zhao could only pretend to be indifferent and changed her words.
Gu Qingyun responded with a faint smile, not hitting someone who smiles at him.
After evacuating Zhao's house, Wu Huan arrived and said, "There is something wrong with this person. He seems to be crying, but he is actually obstructing people openly and secretly."
Gu Qingyun nodded and said, "Since Lord Zhao is gone, all matters in the mansion will be decided by this Madam Zhao. Keep a close eye on her. If there are any loopholes, we can take her down immediately."
In fact, this is a very simple matter, but it doesn't seem like something a woman could accomplish on her own. She probably needs to wait for other clues to emerge.
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