Loyal heart travels a long way

It's a little in the unitary hour, outside the wall of the embroidery workshop.

People were killed in Xiufang, and Xiapi City was only this big, and it spread from the south of the city to the north of the city within half a day.

During the day, no one is willing to pass by the embroidery workshop except the guards. Now that it is night, there are no pedestrians even in this alley, as if they are afraid of disturbing the ghosts of Xiuniang who died in vain.

Song Zhiyao wasn't very afraid, if people could really become ghosts after death, Aunt Gu would have jumped out of the grave long ago after being bullied by Mrs. Song in the Song family.

Just as agreed with Qin Yong, this time Song Zhiyao brought no one else, but Ying Er.

Ying Er had been hiding in Xiapi Prison pretending to be a jailer last night to protect Qin Yong's safety. In the afternoon, Song Zhiyao simply let him rest, and she also had some time to eat.

Now that Ying Er was no longer sleepy, he carried Song Zhiyao up the courtyard wall, and then landed firmly in the courtyard.Song Zhiyao couldn't help being envious of Ying Er's good skills, and secretly made up her mind that she would use it like this in the future.

Xiapi didn't have so many official posts available, so they just set up people outside the courtyard wall of the embroidery workshop to watch. After turning into the courtyard, Song Zhiyao and Ying Er were almost unimpeded, and it didn't take much effort to enter the room where the embroiderers were working.

The courtyard of the embroidery workshop is not much different from other people's mansions, except that there is no hanging lotus gate between the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard. It is directly the front shop of the embroidery workshop, and the back door of the shop leads to the inner courtyard.

There are many more small rooms in the inner courtyard than in ordinary houses. There are two embroiderers in one room. The embroiderer with the best embroidery is in the main room. The other embroiderers are divided into compartments on a first-come, first-served basis. brand.

Song Zhiyao often comes here, so she is quite familiar with it. First, she took a look around in these small rooms, and found nothing abnormal. If it is not the inner courtyard, it can only be the backyard. Song Zhiyao walked towards the backyard.

Even though she was mentally prepared to light up the lantern in the backyard, Song Zhiyao couldn't help but pause.

A lot of blood was splashed on the ground in the west of the backyard. After a day, the blood had already dried up, showing a dark red color close to black.A protrusion on the rockery in the southwest corner has the deepest blood stains, and on the ground below the rockery is the word "Yong" written in blood.

There were some tables and chairs around the rockery, but now they are all scattered on the ground.

These tables and chairs are not used by the embroidery workshop and piled up here. After years of sun and rain, the tables and chairs lying on the ground exude an unpleasant musty smell.

Song Zhiyao had never seen human blood all over the ground, the only dead people he had ever seen were Aunt Gu and Mrs. Chen, they were both lying there, and they were all close people, they didn't feel anything.

But this is the place where a murder case happened. Perhaps where he stood, there once stood a vicious man who murdered people he knew and was close to, and then watched his sister Chen lying on the ground. Blood was left all over the place, turning from a living person into a cold corpse.

Song Zhiyao shivered, a little scared, no, he was actually very scared.

But thinking of Qin Yong in the prison, he gave birth to 12 points of courage. If he shrinks back at this time, who else can Qin Yong rely on?

He closed his eyes to calm himself down, suppressed the urge to vomit, and when he opened his eyes again, it seemed as if he had never felt fear just now, and walked firmly into the blood on the ground, squatting down to check the blood.

Ying Er squatted down with Song Zhiyao, he followed the child all the time, and understood a little bit why Qin Yong cared so much about this child.

The two of them are both similar and different.

Both Qin Yong and Song Zhiyao were born in adversity, struggling in the torrent of time, even if there is a little bit of hope for life, they have to hold on to it tightly and work hard to live.

Children who have endured hardships are always extraordinarily firm in their minds. They will not back down no matter how difficult things are, but will sharpen themselves with a carving knife over and over again, never give up on themselves, and have a sense of awe for every opportunity.

When Qin Yong saw Song Zhiyao, it was as if he saw himself when he was a child.

Qin Yong also suffered a lot when he was young, he learned to let his heart cool down, he will not be hurt if he is not a woman, sometimes he can even use whatever means for the purpose; while Song Zhiyao is pure in nature, he will not take the initiative to harm others , but firmly guarded his bottom line.

Song Zhiyao looked at the blood on the ground, and suddenly asked Ying Er: "Ying Er, have you ever killed anyone?"

"Killed."

Song Zhiyao looked up at Ying [-]: "Then someone hit the back of the head, do you still have the strength to leave blood on it?"

Ying Er was stunned and shook his head: "If someone hits the back of the head, he will die immediately."

After saying this, the two stared at each other suddenly. Then how did the blood words stay?

Ying Er hurriedly stood up, it seems that tonight was not in vain, at least the word "yong" was not left by Chen before his death, but probably written by the real murderer.

"Ying Er, wait!" Song Zhiyao hurriedly called Ying Er, "Stand closer to the rockery."

Ying Er heard the words and immediately approached the rockery, Song Zhiyao opened her eyes wide and said in surprise: "Why are the bloodstains on the rockery about as tall as you? Sister Chen is not that tall!"

Ying Er is taller than Qin Yong, definitely considered tall among adult men, and Chen's height is not outstanding among women, and the place with the most blood on the rockery is actually about the same height as Ying Er.

I thought that Mrs. Chen lost her life when she was pushed to a rockery by the villains and smashed her head, but now it seems that this is absolutely impossible. Mrs. Chen's head could not touch such a high place, so naturally she couldn't be pushed down. Hit the head.

With these discoveries, Song Zhiyao's spirit was lifted, and Ying Er hurriedly searched again.

This time there was no such good luck, Song Zhiyao couldn't find anything else, and she was worried about Qin Yong in her heart, so she couldn't stay any longer, so the two had to climb over the wall and leave the embroidery workshop.

However, these findings are enough. With these evidences, Qin Yong will not be convicted no matter what.

……

In the morning of the next day, the Yamen of Xiapi City was promoted to hear the case.

The county magistrate of Xiapi City was sitting behind the case table, and mother Chen was kneeling in the hall. Chen's body was carried from Yizhuang. Qin Yong was a special envoy sent by Beijing. Stand in chains in the court.

The gate of the yamen was crowded with people, all wanting to see what kind of person the embroidered lady who was disfigured in the embroidering workshop had evil intentions.

I thought he was a hideous and vicious person, but after all, Qin Yong was born in the Qin family, no matter how much Master Qin disliked him, he would not be able to erase his aristocratic style.Seeing that the suspect was actually like Qin Yong, there was a lot of discussion in the hall.

The county magistrate patted the gavel twice, and everyone fell silent. The master secretary explained the case on behalf of the magistrate, and the magistrate nodded.

"Officer Qin Yong, the evidence is complete, can you be convicted?"

Before Qin Yong could speak, Song Zhiyao interrupted: "My lord, Song Zhiyao, a daughter of the people, can you say a few words for my husband?"

The magistrate cast a sideways glance at Song Zhiyao. His nephew had just met Song Ruyan in the past few days, and he was going to make a decision soon. Naturally, he knew that the Song family had such a daughter-in-law, but he didn't know that Song Zhiyao was actually promised by Master Song to Qin Yong. I got a child bride.

Song Zhiyao didn't care that the county magistrate didn't take him seriously, she even saw the blood all over the ground last night, so was she still afraid of being stared at by the magistrate?

The county magistrate's tone seemed disdainful: "With all the evidence, can you, a slut, turn the case over?"

Qin Yong stared at the county magistrate for a while, then smiled: "Master, don't bully the young man to be poor."

The county magistrate told Qin Yong that his hair was all over his body, he didn't understand why he was surprised by such a man who was still in shackles, he cleared his throat and said: "If there is any grievance, you can do it. Speak, if you speak nonsense, you will be punished."

Song Zhiyao was not afraid, and said: "Of course there is a grievance, sister Chen was not killed by my husband."

The county magistrate lowered his head, motioning for Song Zhiyao to continue.

"First, the scratch on Sister Chen's neck is right in front of her neck. Sir, you might as well try it. What kind of posture do you need to grab this place?"

The chief secretary said: "Perhaps the prisoner grabbed it from behind, and I don't know."

Song Zhiyao nodded and said: "Okay, from the back, the three scratches are so close together, my servant's hands are not so small, could it be that my husband scratched with his fingers together? These scratches are obviously women left!"

Hearing this, the chief bookkeeper immediately stepped forward to compare the scratches with his hands, and the scratches were indeed very close together, and they did not seem to be left by a man.

"Secondly, if someone knocks out such a big bloody hole in the back of the head, even a god would die immediately. How can there be any strength to leave blood on it?"

"How do you know it was left after the injury?" The county magistrate stroked his beard, "The name taboo of the prisoner may also be left behind by Mrs. Chen when he was struggling."

Song Zhiyao couldn't bear it anymore, and looked at the county magistrate with pity like looking at a fool: "My lord, do you think my husband is blind?"

As soon as the words came out, the county magistrate was also a little embarrassed. The blood characters on the embroidery workshop floor were so big that a blind person could not see them. After being told by Song Zhiyaofu, everything was really strange.

"Third, how high is the blood-stained rockery in the embroidery workshop?" Song Zhiyao stretched out two hands to gesture, but the person is short and short, and the gesture is a bit funny, "That piece of blood is taller than my husband They are all a bit taller, did my husband throw Sister Chen up because of his innate power?"

The county magistrate patted the gavel: "Bold! There are officials guarding the embroidery workshop, how did you get in?"

"The daughter of the people was eager to save her husband, so she climbed over the wall and entered." Song Zhiyao was confident and even rolled her eyes.

The county magistrate was startled, it was the first time he saw someone trespassing on an important place guarded by the police, and he said so loudly, pointing at Song Zhiyao, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, Song Zhiyao with trembling fingers, but didn't say a word for a long time.

Unfortunately, this is still a young child, and every sentence he said made sense, so he didn't know what to say for a while because he was afraid that he would make everyone angry if he used torture casually.

Qin Yong saw Song Zhiyao's words turned towards him, with a mouth that could not stop spitting out words, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up. Now seeing that he was so annoying to the county magistrate, he said leisurely: "My wife is young and has nothing to say. Please don't worry about it, my lord."

The county magistrate collapsed, how can I care about it? !You, a special envoy sent by the capital, can't beat you, and your daughter-in-law's mouth has to be unreasonable, so why bother with him? !

The head book couldn't help but burst out laughing, the county magistrate glared at him sideways, the head book cleared his throat and pretended to be humble and respectful.

The county magistrate also cleared his throat, and said seriously: "If you say it like this, there may be other secrets, but you did get the evidence from Mrs. Chen. What can the prisoner Qin Yong say?"

Qin Yong cupped his hands: "My lord, the jade pendant is indeed from the lower official, but it has not been found since half a month ago. The lower official's Taishan Song Mansion Master Song also sent someone to help the lower official look for it. I hope your lord will learn from it."

The county magistrate passed Mr. Song to the hall, and saw that Mr. Song said that there was no major difference between him and Qin Yong, so he nodded.

Song Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief, at least she could wait until people from Qizhou or the capital came.

After all, Qin Yong is a special envoy directly sent by the emperor. Although he has no high-ranking reputation, it cannot be proved that he has serious suspicions now, and the county magistrate is not good at taking him into custody, so he had to order Qin Yong not to leave Xiapi City, and sent officials to monitor Qin Yong. Yong's action, temporarily retreat.