Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

"No." Jingcun said, "We have also collected all the relics on Sarhan's body, and found nothing like a key."

Qin Zhaoyue picked up the small bottle. It felt heavy in his hand and had a rough surface. There was a layer of dust on the bottle, and it was obvious that it had been handled before.

This is strange. If it is a porcelain bottle inside an iron bottle, why can I touch the iron bottle inside? Could it be that the two are separate?

The porcelain bottle outside had been smashed to pieces.

"Who broke it?" Qin Zhaoyue asked.

There is no need to pay too much attention to such trivial matters, but Qin Zhaoyue is a little concerned about them.

"Your Highness, it's me." A soldier stepped forward and bowed.

"How big was the original porcelain bottle?" Qin Zhaoyue asked.

"It's about this big," the soldier replied, gesturing at a height of half a meter. "It's on the shelf over there. I accidentally knocked it over when I was taking the pen holder next to it."

"What style of bottle?"

"It's the same one your Highness is holding, with blue and green patterns on it," said the soldier.

Another soldier on the side suddenly said: "Your Highness, there is something strange."

"What's strange?" Qin Zhaoyue looked at him.

"When the bottle broke, I first heard a bang, and then I heard the sound of the porcelain bottle breaking, with a loud noise." The soldier was very careful.

Qin Zhaoyue looked carefully at the fragments on the ground.

He quickly figured out that this was a porcelain bottle without a bottom. I think Sarhan took the outer bottle and then took out the iron bottle inside. Probably because this iron bottle was not very good-looking and it was too out of place on the bookshelf.

The soldiers searched the house but couldn't find the key.

Qin Zhaoyue didn't know what was inside, so he didn't want to open it hastily. Moreover, this thing was very heavy, and it seemed to be made of fine iron. He didn't know if he could open it, and forcibly destroying it would easily damage the items inside.

Jingcun took the bottle to the courtyard where the servants of Sarhan Mansion were imprisoned, and asked one by one if there were any clues about the bottle.

The servants all said they had never seen it.

However, when asked about the beautiful concubines in Sarhan's backyard, one of the slaves provided a clue.

Jingcun asked in the yard. The beauty was timid, with delicate face, sad expression, watery eyes, and half of her face covered with her sleeves: "I have seen this bottle..."

"When?" Jingcun asked.

"One time, I went to the adults' study to find him, and saw him holding a gray bottle. I said it was ugly, and he scolded me." She said softly.

"Have you ever seen him open this thing?" Jingcun asked.

"No... I don't go into the study very often." The concubine replied.

"…What did he do before and after he held the bottle that time?" Jingcun asked.

"My lord, this question is very difficult for me..." The beautiful concubine was stunned and looked distressed.

Jingcun shook the bottle gently, and there was a slight sound of impact and friction, and a rustling sound.

"I think there shouldn't be anything important." The concubine said cautiously.

"Why?" Jingcun asked her.

"When I told my lord about this bottle, he pointed to the door with the hand holding the bottle and told me to get out." The concubine said, "If there was something important in it, it should be handled carefully, just like you did just now."

Jingcun pondered.

He glanced at the beautiful concubine.

The woman sat on the stone bench in the garden with her eyelashes drooping, looking at her fingertips and said nothing.

"..." Jingcun asked someone to bring them back, but stopped the old nanny and a female steward who had been managing these women.

"Have they been staying in the place we arranged recently?" Jingcun asked.

"Yes, sir, they are very obedient and never go out," said the old lady.

"Did you notice anything unusual?" Jingcun asked.

"No." The old nanny and the steward both shook their heads.

Jingcun frowned, said nothing more, turned and left.

……

Qin Zhaoyue smiled when he heard this.

"What do you think, Your Highness?" Jingcun asked. He told her all his suspicions about the woman.

This beautiful concubine was a slave, so it was difficult for her to learn anything, but her reaction was a little too smart. Jingcun would not let go of the slightest sense of disobedience, but the final decision was still up to Qin Zhaoyue.

"Give that woman a thorough trial." Qin Zhaoyue said.

However, before Jingcun could ask someone to pick it up, a soldier outside ran over in a panic: "Your Highness! One of the women imprisoned in the West Courtyard is missing!"

"The one I questioned?" Jingcun asked.

"Yes, yes...the manager asked me to come over quickly and tell them." The soldier was running with sweat all over his forehead.

Qin Zhaoyue was so angry that he laughed.

"Keep a close watch on the remaining people. Imprison and interrogate each person separately. From now on, do not give the people in this mansion any chance to collude." He ordered.

Jingcun was about to do it, but Qin Zhaoyue stopped him and said, "Find a few more craftsmen who are familiar with mechanical locks. I must open this bottle."

"Yes." Jingcun took the order and left.

Qin Zhaoyue looked at the gall bladder bottle on the table in deep thought.

What was the purpose of the woman's words? She said it was a trivial thing, so she wanted them to divert their attention from the bottle. And the words she mentioned later were meant to advise them not to be so careful with the bottle.

Qin Zhaoyue insisted on treating it with caution.

I think there may be some mechanism on the bottle. If it is violently disassembled, the contents of the bottle will be destroyed.

The bottle is only arm length, so it certainly can't contain the account book. What could it be?

……

Gu Yue and Gu Xu swept the tombs of the Gu family, burned paper to comfort them in front of the small cenotaph built for Gu Xu's parents that year, and then returned home.

This time they not only had to do the tomb sweeping, but also had to find someone to take care of the few acres of land at home. They could ignore the part that was rented out before, but they still had two acres that they cultivated themselves. The last time Gu Yue came back, he simply asked someone to help take care of it, and there was no official document.

However, after completing the tomb-sweeping process, it was already late, so I would probably have to stay in the old house for one night.

Gu Yue had asked him to take all the rice and flour from the kitchen away, fearing that they would go bad, so now they were all gone. He was just about to go to his neighbor's house to buy some food, when Wu Feng Shi San, who had been out for almost an hour, came in through the courtyard gate.

Gu Yue almost popped his eyes out.

Shi San was carrying two fat wild rabbits in his hands and a half-sized wild boar on his shoulder; Wu Feng had a basket on his back and a jar covered in mud in his hands.

"You guys..." Gu Yue was shocked and stunned.

"I went hunting, Master... Didn't Xiao Xu tell you?" Wu Feng almost let it slip again. He put down the jar and took off the basket, which contained some vegetables and mushrooms, all covered with fresh dew.

Gu Yue opened his mouth.

What kind of world is this? What kind of world is this? Is this cheating?

Why are there still wild boars!

Where do vegetables come from?

It's been less than two hours. Did you go hunting or robbing?

Thinking of the little mink I caught on my first hunt, and the few rabbit hairs...

Why?