The coroner and the concubine doctor pursue the murderer in the Dali Temple

As expected of a prince, he is generous with money and people. Chu Yunxi said sourly, "It seems that you have used your connections to the extreme."

"Of course," Wen Rulan said as she directed the purple guards to put the furniture away. "You're the only connection I have here. If I don't make good use of you, won't I be left alone? I don't want to be the emperor."

"You also know that you are using my connections." Chu Yunxi said resentfully, sitting on the newly bought armchair, leaning back and closing her eyes, "Then let me enjoy the feeling of being the boss's wife."

"Lady boss?"

Chu Yunxi opened her eyes and saw Xiao Mubei standing in front of her.

"Why are you here? Have you dealt with Lu...Keren's matter?"

"It's been handled. The prince has been imprisoned for three years in the name of mourning." Xiao Mubei also dragged over a throne and sat down. "Early this morning, more than half of the civil officials wrote to the emperor saying that it is not necessary to be imprisoned for mourning. There has never been such a case in our dynasty. They said that the prince is the heir to the throne and has government affairs to attend to. If he is imprisoned for three years, he will not be able to share his father's worries and cannot fulfill his duties as a prince. They hope that the prince's imprisonment can be lifted."

"Then your father will only get angrier."

"That's right," Xiao Mubei thought Chu Yunxi was really smart. "Father just said coldly, 'You want me to change the crown prince?'"

"All the civil officials fell silent. Now everyone in the court and the public is speculating that the Queen and the Crown Prince did something to anger our father. No one dares to speak out anymore."

"The prince will not be willing to see the Eastern Palace turned into a cage, and I'm afraid he will take some action." Chu Yunxi felt thirsty, and looked around, but there was not a sip of water.

"Early this morning, the prince sent another letter to the Imperial Observatory."

"It seems that even if we want to let him go, he won't let himself go." Chu Yunxi curled her lips and smiled. It is true that if you don't seek death, you won't die.

"Let's just wait and see what happens for now." Xiao Mubei waved a purple-robed guard over and whispered something in his ear, and the purple-robed guard left.

After a while, the purple-robed guard came back with a lot of bamboo tubes and shouted at the door: "The prince invites everyone to drink ice plum soup."

A "bang" sounded behind the purple-robed guard. Everyone's eyes turned towards the door. The purple-robed guard stood there stiffly holding the bamboo tube. He turned his head inch by inch. Behind him, a man was lying on the ground with a twisted body, still twitching.

Wen Rulan murmured, "Chu Chu, your overtime physique hasn't changed even after getting here."

Chu Yunxi covered her face. She really wanted to pretend that she was not there, but reality did not allow her to avoid it. After being speechless for just one second, Chu Yunxi ran out at the speed of wind.

First they checked if the person could be saved. Wen Rulan also came out and asked curiously, "Lou San, wasn't he working upstairs? Did he slip and fall down?"

Chu Yunxi rolled her eyes, listened to her heart again, and shook her head, "It's too late to save her."

Wen Rulan tiptoed up to the third floor, looked around, and then flew down again. She said to Chu Yunxi, "I won't fall. The railings are still fine. I jumped down by myself."

"suicide?"

"Yes, there is no one else upstairs, I'm sure."

Chu Yunxi naturally believed in Wen Rulan. For a master of his level, no one could kill someone silently and leave silently without being heard by him.

Chu Yunxi squatted down again and carefully examined the deceased Lou San. He died because his head hit the ground, but when Chu Yunxi looked at his face, she felt that he had other problems.

He looked pale and thin, with sunken eye sockets, and looked unhealthy.

"When you were looking for someone to do the work, didn't you think that person looked too bad?" Chu Yunxi asked Wen Rulan.

Wen Rulan shrugged habitually, "He's cheap."

.........

The universal reason.

"Okay, let's inform his family. Someone died before your store even opened. Good luck. After you finish renovating it, ask a monk to perform a ritual. Is it because of bad feng shui?"

Chu Yunxi took the ice plum soup from the purple-clothed guard and drank it all in one gulp. It tasted quite good, so she took another tube and drank it slowly.

Wen Rulan also took a drink from it, "Do you still believe in Feng Shui?"

Chu Yunxi shrugged like him, "It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not. What matters is that the people believe it. If you want to open a shop but no one is around, you don't have to do it."

Wen Rulan was helpless. What a big deal! It would cost her more money.

Xiao Mubei arranged for people to carry the body in first to avoid causing panic outside, and ordered someone to call Li Jinghong to bring people to block the street. There were already a lot of people watching just now, and he was afraid that the news would spread throughout the capital in a while.

Finally, he ordered someone to notify Lou San's family.

Li Jinghong arrived very quickly. After the people from the Dali Temple arrived, they persuaded all the people surrounding Ruyun Tower to leave. After a while, a woman arrived.

The person who came was Lou San’s wife, Luo. When she saw the miserable condition of her husband, she immediately burst into tears.

"Damn you Lou San, how could you be so cruel to abandon us mother and son and leave? How are we going to survive?"

She cried for a while, then suddenly remembered something, raised her head and asked with tears on her face: "Who is the boss here?"

Wen Rulan felt something was wrong and stepped forward, "Me."

"My man died while working for you. You have to pay me money."

"Madam, he committed suicide by jumping off the building. It has nothing to do with me." Wen Rulan was most afraid of dealing with women. When he was in the detective team before, whenever he encountered the female relatives of the deceased coming to cry and make a fuss, he would stay away and leave it to other female colleagues to deal with it.

"You said he committed suicide, so he did? I don't care. Anyway, it happened in your Ruyun Building, so you have to pay for it."

"Sister, you have to be reasonable..."

Xiao Mubei glanced at Li Jinghong, who immediately stepped forward and said, "Madam, I am the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple. Many people here can prove that your husband committed suicide by jumping off the building. If we investigate strictly, he ran to this boss to commit suicide, and the boss can be held responsible. After all, it affected his business."

Wen Rulan nodded repeatedly.

When Luo saw that the government officials were also there and there were so many witnesses, the evidence was solid and she knew she could not extort any money, so she sat down on the ground again and started crying.

"Lou San, you bastard, you're so good, you let it all go, but you left a pile of debts behind, how can we mother and son live? I told you not to go to drunken spring breeze and fool around, but you insisted on going every day, giving money to those vixen every day, making your health worse day by day, and you also ruined our family. Why am I so miserable that I married a man like you, damn it..."

Chu Yunxi's scalp was numb from his crying. She just felt that it was very noisy. She looked at the other grown men and saw that they had no idea what to do. Although Zi Han was a woman, she was standing next to her with a sword in her arms. Obviously, she was not very reliable. In desperation, she had to step forward and pat the woman, "Madam, please accept my condolences. Can we take the body away and cry at home?"