Yi Xin as a concubine

Chapter 163 Death of Xu Zheng

The small courtyard is surrounded by large houses, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. No matter how lively it is outside, the night here is still quiet. Everyone, frightened and tired, soon falls asleep.

The next morning, everyone was awakened by a loud scream of terror.

Wangchuan was responsible for the safety of the entire house and was always alert. Almost as soon as the sound fell, he had already arrived at the source of the sound, with sleepiness still in his eyes.

"What's going on?" Wangchuan asked the stumbling Wang Po.

"Dead...someone is dead!" Mrs. Wang calmed herself down and answered in horror.

Wangchuan looked at the room behind her. There was a person lying on the warm kang with messy bedding. A woman's shawl was across her neck. The woman's eyes were staring unwillingly and there were signs of struggle on her limbs.

There was also a person sitting on the footstool beside the kang, but his posture was a little strange. His feet were wrapped in a shawl and hung on the edge of the kang, with his forehead touching the ground. There was a large patch of dried blood where the ground and forehead met.

"You stay here and don't let anyone else in. I will go and report to you." Wangchuan ordered the limp Wang Po.

Seeing Mrs. Wang nod, he turned around and walked out of the yard. When he reached the door, he saw Chu Xingchen and others who had heard the noise and rushed over.

"Master, Madam Xu and Madam Zheng died in the house. It seems they have been dead for some time." Wangchuan whispered.

"Baoer, wait here, I'll go take a look." Chu Xingchen patted Xin Baoer's head and said gently.

Xin Baoer didn't really want to see other people die, as she was afraid of having nightmares at night, so she nodded happily and even took two steps back, fully demonstrating that she didn't want to join in the fun.

Mo Xuan Yifan was originally going to leave today, but since someone died, he came over to take a look. After all, in his opinion, his cousin's safety is the top priority.

Chu Xingchen walked to the door and happened to meet Xiang Qing and others who were walking towards him. "Bijun" who was supporting Xiang Qing nodded to him almost imperceptibly. Chu Xingchen's eyes darkened and he pulled the corner of his mouth slightly.

Chu Xingchen looked inside through the door and had no intention of stepping in. Seeing this, Mo Xuan Yifan and Wang Chuan took the initiative to walk in, checked carefully, and found that they did not touch anything, so they carefully retreated.

"Notify the authorities." Chu Xingchen called someone out and ordered Wangchuan.

Afterwards, he exchanged glances with Mo Xuan and Yifan, and they both understood each other's thoughts. These two people have been very active recently and have more and more ulterior motives. If there were no one watching them all the time, who knows how much disaster they would bring to the courtyard.

"Is everything okay?" Xin Baoer asked when she saw Chu Xingchen coming over.

Chu Xingchen shook his head, "It's okay, I can handle it, do you want to sleep for a while?"

"Okay, we haven't slept enough, so we'll go back first." Xin Baoer agreed readily.

Anyway, she doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. As long as she is sure that things are within the controllable range and have no impact on herself and the people she cares about, she doesn't bother to ask more questions.

Zhao Xian fell behind and secretly glanced at "Bijun" who was standing respectfully behind Xiang Qing. Seeing her looking up at her, she smiled awkwardly and quickly trotted to catch up with Xin Baoer and her group.

"She seems to know something. Do you want subordinates to..." Bijun let go of Xiang Qing's hand and said in a cold voice. Her tone was full of murderous intent, like a female Shura from hell.

"Don't pay attention to it." Chu Xingchen looked over calmly and said in a light tone.

"Yes." Bijun responded straightforwardly, without any intention of asking the reason, like a ruthless machine that only knew how to follow orders.

After a night of hustle and bustle, Shengjing City was exceptionally quiet today. Wangchuan shuttled quickly through the streets, but did not see many people.

"Sir, I want to report to the authorities. After the soldiers searched the house last night, two young ladies were found dead in their home. Their deaths were tragic. My uncle suspected that the bandits had returned, so he sent me to report to the authorities." Wangchuan bent over, trying his best to be careful and flattering.

"Who is your uncle?"

As the saying goes, you shouldn't hit a smiling person. Seeing Wangchuan being so humble, the gatekeeper became more patient and asked.

"The younger one is from the Duke Xiaoyi's Mansion." Wangchuan replied hurriedly and carefully.

"Marquis Xiaoyi?" The runner thought about it and repeated it as he was not very familiar with the title.

"It's the one imprisoned in the haunted house. Wait a minute, I will go and report to the master." A slightly older yamen runner who was walking by took over the conversation.

Wangchuan doesn't care who goes. As long as someone notifies him, the matter will be resolved.

The prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture was in a state of panic at this moment. Starting from midnight yesterday, many people were sent to the prison one after another. He had been in this position for so many years, but his Jingzhao Prefecture prison had never been so lively. The key point was that he didn't know why these people were imprisoned, and he had no right to interrogate them.

I didn't sleep all night and was exhausted, but I didn't know what was going on and I didn't dare sleep. My head was dizzy and my reactions were slower than usual.

"Whose family did you say has someone die?" Thinking he had misheard, Youqi raised his voice and asked again.

"It's the remnant of the previous dynasty, the one who was locked up in the haunted house." The yamen runner thought that the adult didn't remember it, so he explained it again more clearly.

"Isn't this just causing more trouble?" The prefect turned around again and said angrily.

"Repeat the original words of the person who reported to the authorities." The legal advisor of Jingzhao Prefecture, who was also the prefect's most trusted person, saw that his master was impatient, so he quickly took over the task and asked questions carefully. After all, the man had a special status, and if something happened, it would be their dereliction of duty if they failed to inform their superiors in time.

So the younger yamen runner repeated the words tremblingly, and looked at the older yamen runner nervously, wondering if he had neglected the nobleman and whether he would be punished.

The older yamen runner waved at him, indicating that he was fine, which made him feel a little relieved.

"Are you sure he is talking about Master Bing?" the master asked again uncertainly.

The young yamen runner was nervous again, but he still nodded vigorously.

"Sir, why don't you send someone to take a look? After all, that person has a special identity, and..." The lawyer hesitated to speak.

The prefect gave him a knowing look and said, "I'll go there myself, you stay here."

He wanted to see what happened last night. Where did the soldiers come from? Were the people in Jingzhao Prefecture Prison related to these soldiers?

The prefect of Jingzhao immediately rushed to the deserted house with a group of yamen runners. Because he had doubts in his mind, he moved faster than usual.

Xin Baoer did not go back to her room to catch up on some sleep as she had said before. After all, the government officials would be coming soon and they would have to cooperate with the investigation.

"You've been circling my door for more than ten times. Do you think there's something wrong with my door?" Xin Baoer was still a little sleepy. She sat on the edge of the kang with her eyes closed, but she didn't fall asleep. The yard was quiet and she could hear every movement clearly.

"Baoer." After waiting for a while, Zhao Xiancai timidly stuck his little head in, looked at Xin Baoer, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"If you have something to say, say it. If you don't, just keep it to yourself." The patience of a sleepy person is really limited.

"Oh." Zhao Xian took small steps and moved in front of Xin Baoer.

"Baoer, I seem to know something serious. Will I be silenced?" Zhao Xian hugged Xin Baoer's arm and shook it fearfully, with struggle and fear in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Xin Baoer opened her eyes. Looking at her expression, it was obvious that something really happened, so she asked gently, trying not to add to her psychological burden.

"I...I saw that last night...last night it was Bijun who pushed Zheng Youlan. Zheng Youlan couldn't stand firmly, so she pushed Xu Yingxue out, and then attracted the attention of those soldiers."

As Zhao Xian spoke, he looked carefully into Xin Baoer's eyes, his voice trembling so much that he was about to cry.

"What do you want to say?" Xin Baoer continued to ask gently.

"After those soldiers left yesterday, I saw Xu Yingxue looking at Zheng Youlan, as if she had eaten her a long time ago. What do you think... could it be..." Zhao Xian didn't dare to continue guessing.

"You're responsible for the consequences! Who do you think is the innocent one between the two of them?" Xin Baoer said in a gentle and persuasive manner without waiting for her to guess the answer.

Zhao Xian shook her head. Although she didn't like Xu and Zheng, they were dead and she didn't want to say anything bad.

"Why do you think our shabby place was investigated?" Xin Baoer stopped there. Everyone was smart and some things didn't need to be made too clear.

Zhao Xian's pupils dilated instantly. They came in together and didn't have any deep hatred, so why did they have to do this?