The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

The wind blew, and Jia Baoyu, holding a hoe, stood under the half-withered peach tree, surrounded by a bloody corpse from afar. Looking up from afar, it really had a sense of photography.

But…

What was the use of the small mound just piled up next to the body?

Sun Shaozong doubted and said, "Why, you don't want to bury him here, do you?”

Jia Baoyu was somewhat puzzled when asked, and only then did he suddenly realize it. He quickly shook his head like a rattle and said, "This is the tomb made by Sister Lin, used for burial.”

Tomb?

Sun Shaozong became even more speechless, and these two young scholars were really idle…

However, after all, it was not bad to learn to show off romance in front of women.

Just as he was making up his mind to learn some romances back at home, Jia Baoyu sighed again and said helplessly, "Since something like this happened today, I'm afraid this tomb won't be used in the future.”

What was so pretentious about this?

There were plenty of places in the provincial courtyard, wouldn't it be enough to have another one every two miles?

Sun Shaozong was not in the mood to chat with him about these snowy months, so he used his chin to signal the corpse in the pool of blood and ordered, "Let Xu Shengli go and see if it was him last night.”

Unexpectedly, when Xu Shengli saw the blood in this area, he was so scared that he lost his energy. He cowered and moved forward for a while, still a few feet away from the corpse.

“What are you waiting for? Hurry up!”

Qiu Yunfei looked impatiently beside him and simply kicked him in the butt.

He was suddenly caught off guard. Xu Shengli stumbled and fell into the pool of blood, facing Mingyan, who was unable to close his eyes.

“Ah!”

He screamed like a woman, and Xu Shengli retreated as he rolled back, shouting, "It's him, it's him, it's him! That's the one who went to Huiyun Tower yesterday to meet that unscrupulous businessman, he was the one.”

Since it has been determined that Mingyan was the murderer, the rest of the matter was naturally much simpler.

He let Qiu Yunfei and the two captains go to the front yard to collect materials locally and get a simple stretcher to carry the body back. Although both the murderer and the victim were dead, the necessary procedures still needed to be done in the Yamen.

After Qiu Yunfei and others took the orders, Sun Shaozong simply recorded a confession from Jia Baoyu.

Although Jia Baoyu had already prepared his draft, according to experts like Sun Shaozong, it was full of loopholes. Looking at the style of the hoe and the pinch marks on Jia Baoyu's neck, he could already guess in his heart who the murderer was.

Only fools would pursue such trivial matters, especially Lin Daiyu, who was still Ruan Rong's God-sister.

So he also pretended to be deaf and mute, recording Jia Baoyu's fabricated speech and helping him fill in several obvious loopholes.

Seeing the matter come to an end, Hong'er seized the opportunity and whispered to Jia Baoyu about Lin Daiyu's situation.

Upon hearing that Mei’er [Lin Daiyu's nickname] was feeling unwell, Jia Baoyu panicked and couldn't think of anything else. He quickly apologized to Sun Shaozong and Jia Lian and quickly went back.

Hong'er naturally followed closely behind.

Seeing their Master and Servant running away without any reason, Jia Lian smiled awkwardly and said, "Erlang, please don’t mind. This kid has never been polite.”

“Second Master.”

At this moment, someone suddenly called out on the Qinfang Gate Bridge. Looking through the sound, she saw a little maid shouting, "Madam said there's an account that doesn't match. She wants you to quickly go back and investigate the root cause.”

Jia Lian was immediately speechless, and after a while, he wryly smiled and arched his hand, saying, "Erlang, I'm afraid it's…”

Sun Shaozong casually shook his sleeve and said with a smile, "Brother Lian, go with peace of mind. When I lift this corpse onto the platform, I won't bid farewell to you. I'll just go back to the Yamen to handle the task.”

Jia Lian left Zhou Rui alone to accompany him as if pardoned.

As the two brothers left, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Sun Shaozong was too lazy to talk to Zhou Rui, so he casually scanned around and found a water-blue book bag hanging on a peach tree not far away.

Curiously, he approached to amuse himself, only to find that the contents were filled with annotations on scripture and history, except for a mixed book of Song Ci's ”Collection of Purges of Justice,” which seemed out of place.

After a moment of contemplation, Sun Shaozong guessed that this should be a legacy of Baoyu. It seemed that while he was striving for excellence in his studies. However, he didn’t let go of his interest in ”investigating cases through torture.”

“Here, your Second Master's homework.”

Sun Shaozong casually threw the book bag to Zhou Rui and said, "Remember to send it to him later.”

Zhou Rui hurriedly answered. As soon as he took the book bag into his hand, he suddenly heard someone ask in a rough and atmospheric voice, "Is that murderer... really Mingyan?”

Sun Shaozong and Zhou Rui turned their heads, and their gaze first twirled on the person's face. Then, coincidentally, they slid to a position below the collarbone. The person who came was Siqi, who had probably run all the way and was now panting.

“That's right.”

Sun Shaozong nodded and briefly introduced, "This guy stole the inkstone from the mansion to sell, but he was seen by Pan You'an. Because he was worried about the situation being exposed, he chose to kill people and silence them.”

“Just now he saw the official come to his door and intended to take Baoyu as a hostage, but instead, he was killed by Baoyu.”

Upon hearing this, Siqi looked at the corpse in a daze for a moment, then suddenly bent and knelt in front of Sun Shaozong, choking, saying, "Your Excellency's kindness is unforgettable to me. The oath I made before will never be changed in any way.”

Listening to this…

She seemed to have noticed that Sun Shazong’s Big Brother's agreement to let him take action was because he had a desire.

It seemed that having a big chest might not be brainless!

However, not long after Siqi left, Qiu Yunfei and others finally carried a stretcher. The two captains carried the head, pinched the feet, and carried Mingyan up. The group then gradually left the provincial courtyard.

When they arrived at the big gate, they saw the young man with his arm hanging around the gate. Sun Shaozong stopped and greeted him. "Jia Yun, what are you wandering around here for?”

Jia Yun quickly leaned over and bowed respectfully, then smiled and said, "Report to My Lord, I am just idling around. It's just a casual stroll, just a casual stroll.”

Strolling around?

Sun Shaozong's gaze twirled around his left hand, and the corner of his mouth tilted slightly upward. He said, "Did the handkerchief you just played with accidentally fall off of Hong’er’s, or did you have anything to do with her before?”

Jia Yun saw that he couldn't hide it, so he had to spread out her palm and jokingly said, "I just found it. It should have been Lady Hong'er who accidentally fell near here.”

Looking at his mixed expression, Sun Shaozong could guess that he had some romantic stories with that Hong’er. But now he has broken an arm, causing his ”value” to plummet, and Hong’er has also cut off contact with him.

However, it was also a common practice in the big house to “follow the top,”* especially considering Jia Yun's appearance. The two of them might not have had any actual contact, at least not as good as Siqi and Pan You'an.

Thinking about Jia Yun's broken arm, it could be considered that he has some relationship with him, and the impression of seeing him these few times was also quite good.

Sun Shaozong patted him on his left shoulder and said with a smile, "When I see Brother Bao again another day, I'll let him find you a good task. I can’t just take your advantage, can I?”

“In a few years, you would have a rich family fortune, what kind of woman you can’t marry?"

Jia Yun was naturally overjoyed upon hearing this, with a thousand thanks in his mouth. However, the handkerchief in his hand remained tightly clenched, refusing to relax. This was clearly a lingering affection for Hong’er.

This guy could also be considered an infatuated person.

It was just that Hong'er...

Didn’t seem to be an easy target of ”sentiment.”