Yang Qiuchi said to the two of them: "Your husband Lu Xueru died today when he was taking the exam at Yingtianfu Gongyuan."

Ah! Both of them exclaimed, and the original wife Fan asked in a trembling voice: "How did our master die?"

"I was poisoned to death by someone!"

When the concubine Shen heard this, she covered her face and burst into tears: "My man~! Why did you abandon us so cruelly? How could you tell us to live?!" She cried in a sleek and crisp voice, and her voice was pretty good.

"Stop crying!" Hu Jiang roared.

The crying of the concubine Shen stopped abruptly, like a clattering duck suddenly strangled her neck. The hand covering her face slowly lowered her face, and there was no tears on her face.

Hu Jiang's face twitched: "We have something to ask you, it's not too late to let out a few more tears when we leave!"

The old lady began to sob and cry in a low voice. Hu Jiang was still about to stop him, but was stopped by Yang Qiuchi. Yang Qiuchi took out the small porcelain bottle from his arms and asked, "Who did this thing containing honey for your master Lu Xueru?"

The concubine Shen glanced at her and whispered to her original wife Fan.

Fan raised his head, his old eyes were blurred and could not see clearly. Yang Qiuchi handed over the porcelain bottle. Fan took it and looked carefully: "It was the old man who gave it to us. It contained honey."

When Hu Jiang heard this, it turned out that the old lady poisoned Lu Xueru and couldn't help but be furious and cursed: "Good you old pious wife, I just heard that you almost died when you were seriously ill. It was Lu Xueru who had lost all his money to cure you. How could you repay your kindness and poison him to kill him? It's simply worse than beasts! Come and arrest this pious wife for me!"

Several yamen runners at the door agreed in unison, and the iron chains in their hands were shaking loudly, and they were about to catch people when they stepped forward.

The original wife Fan was frightened and cried, "Master. Where did you start? I didn't. I didn't poison our master. I'm wronged!"

"You are still calling for justice?" Hu Jiang said coldly, "Your master Lu Xueru died of poisoning. We have found that the honey in this porcelain bottle is poisonous, and you gave this honey to your master Lu Xueru. The evidence is conclusive, do you still want to deny it?"

When the concubine Shen heard this, she screamed and rushed towards Fan, scratched and scolded, "It turns out that you, the immortal, killed the master. I want to kill you!"

The original wife Fan was old and weak, so she was not her opponent. She just hugged her head and cried and complained. Several blood marks had been caught on her face.

Yang Qiuchi winked at Song Yun'er. Song Yun'er stood up and grabbed the concubine Shen's arm. He pulled it back and shouted, "The master is here, it's unreasonable!" Shen's son was pulled back by Song Yun'er and stumbled back a few steps, almost falling down, and did not dare to make any more trouble.

The constables were about to come forward to arrest Fan, but Yang Qiuchi raised his hand and signaled not to take action first. Hu Jiang was a little confused, and waved his hand to stop the yamen runners, sat down and asked, "Young Master Yang, have you found the real murderer? Why..."

Yang Qiuchi did not answer his question and asked Fan, "Why do you want to give your master this honey?"

Fan was already scared. Seeing Yang Qiuchi and his face were pleasant, the yamen runners seemed to listen to him. It seemed that if they made it clear to the young master, they would have hope of clearing the grievances. They said, "Young Master, I'm wronged, I really didn't poison me."

"Old lady, don't worry, just say slowly, we won't arrest people randomly before we figure it out."

After hearing this, Fan felt a little relieved and said, "Our master failed the imperial examination many times. He was irritable, had severe internal heat, and often had sores in his mouth and tongue. Sometimes he was sores that he couldn't eat or drink water. He couldn't even get a doctor. He couldn't cure it thoroughly. Later, I got a folk remedy and used honey to apply this sore on the master. It was quite effective, so the master kept the honey with him."

It turned out that Lu Xueru had oral ulcers. No wonder he only ate porridge pickles every day when he lived in a small inn. He never finished the half of the steamed bun. It must be because of the oral ulcer that the steamed bun was difficult to chew. After barely eating half of the steamed bun, he couldn't eat it anymore and could only drink porridge. The honey in the porcelain bottle was used by his original wife Fan to treat him.

Judging from Fan's expression, he shouldn't know that the honey was poisoned. Could it be that the honey she bought had been poisoned before? Yang Qiuchi asked Fan: "Is this honey your own handmade?"

"No, it's the old man who bought land from Mrs. Wang, who is beekeeping in Dongmenpo."

"Beekeeping? Is there anyone in the village to keep beekeeping?"

Miri, who was standing beekeeping, said, "Yes, there are several families in the village who keep beekeeping. Our village is surrounded by mountains and there are few fields. Life is not easy if you rely on farming alone, so some people keep bees and sell honey to earn some money to support their families."

Yang Qiuchi asked Fan: "When you buy honey, should you choose it yourself or Old Lady Wang bring it to you. Recalling it carefully and explain it as much as possible."

Fan nodded, thought for a while and said, "Often the old lady's son came down the mountain with a load carrying a load and went to Chuzhou City to sell it. When passing by our village, he would shout all the way, so I bought it casually. There was a large porcelain bowl on each end of the load, which contained honey. The people who wanted to buy the land would prepare the utensils themselves. When I bought the land, I remember that it seemed that it was around September this year."

Yang Qiuchi thought to himself, could it be the poison caused by Mrs. Wang's son or even Mrs. Wang? Although there is no evidence, I will check it out to see if there are any clues.

You should know that most of the clues to the case were found through investigation and investigation, and they were not thought out of nothing when sitting at home. Yang Qiuchi asked: "Where is this old lady Wang's house?"

Mili was interrupting and said, "It's halfway up the mountain in Dongmenao."

"Take us to find her!" Yang Qiuchi said.

Miri was hesitating and said, "It's already the third day of the year. There are more than ten miles of mountain roads to them. It's dark and the mountain roads are not easy to walk on..."

Hu Jiang looked at Yang Qiuchi and said, "It's not advisable. If the prisoner runs away, will you be responsible?"

Mili was shocked and said she didn't dare. She hurriedly ran out to prepare the torch lanterns and called several Minzhuang from the village. After she was ready, Hu Jiang ordered two constables to stay and guard the Fan and Shen, and then Mili was leading the way. The group went up the mountain to find the old lady Wang who sold honey to Fan.

The mountain road is indeed difficult to walk. The hillside is steep and some sections of the road cannot ride horses, so they can only get off the horse and lead the horse and walk forward.

I took a lantern and held a torch, and it took me about two hours to arrive for more than ten miles of mountain road. It was already the fifth day of the day.

The old lady Wang, who is raising bee, lives in several wooden houses on the hillside, and there are neat rows of beehives next to the wooden house. Now it is cold and the bees do not fly around, gather in the beehive. Occasionally, some bees are disturbed by the lights and buzzing. But they soon flew back to the beehive.

The guards of the constable, Minzhuang and Yang Qiuchi quickly surrounded the houses.

Mili was knocking on the door, and the constable rushed in and controlled the old lady Wang, her son and daughter-in-law. Then he quickly searched the room.

Old Mrs. Wang, her son and daughter-in-law were frightened by the sudden search. However, after seeing clearly that it was a constable in the yamen, she knew that it was not a robber. She felt a little relieved.

After searching, it was found that there were eight large porcelain bowls in a room filled with honey.

When the old lady Wang saw the constables searching everywhere, she asked carefully in confusion: "Dear men, what are you looking for?"

Hu Jiang said to Miri: "Tell him."

Mili agreed and said to Mrs. Wang: "There is a problem with the honey you sell to Mrs. Lu in the village. Mrs. Lu took this honey and was poisoned to death."

"Ah~!" Old Mrs. Wang, his son and daughter-in-law were so scared that his face turned pale. Old Mrs. Wang said, "No, we have been selling honey for so many years. No one has ever said something happened after eating my honey, let alone being poisoned to death."

Hu Jiang said: "That's what you deliberately poisoned Mr. Lu!"

"I'm wronged~!" Old Mrs. Wang knelt on the ground with a gurgle and kowtowed repeatedly, "We have no grudges and revenge on Master Lu, why should we harm him?" Old Mrs. Wang's son and daughter-in-law also kowtowed.

Hu Jiang sneered: "This is the reason why we asked you for your investigation. You should just explain how you poisoned Mr. Lu? It's true, otherwise you will suffer in person!" The detectives shouted intimidation.

"The civilian women are really wronged. We just sell honey to make some money to support our family. Why do we poison others for no reason? Please be careful and take charge of the civilian women!"

"You dare to deny it!" Hu Jiang roared. He saw Yang Qiuchi use ducks to test that the honey in the porcelain bottle was poisonous, so he thought of showing his hands and shouted: "Come on, come and catch a duck for me!"

The old lady Wang raised some poultry in the backyard. A detective agreed to run to the backyard and caught a duck.

Hu Jiang pointed to the honey in the big porcelain bowls in the room and ordered: "Shut a piece of honey and feed the duck!"

The constable shoveled a large lump from a porcelain bowl to feed the duck. It was so big that the duck was so choked that it stretched its neck. After a long time, it still yelled and swayed without any trouble.

Hu Jiang was disappointed and looked at Yang Qiuchi awkwardly.

Yang Qiuchi smiled bitterly and thought, if it was really the old lady Wang poisoned this old master Lu, she would just go directly into the honey in the porcelain bowl to be sold to Mr. Lu. It would not be all the honey. Besides, according to Fan, the honey was bought in September. It has been almost three months since the poisoned honey has been destroyed long ago, so why would it be left to wait for us to check?

Old Mrs. Wang did not admit to poisoning. Seeing that Old Mrs. Wang was not lying, there is no evidence to prove that Old Mrs. Wang poisoned her in honey, so there is no reason to arrest her. Since there is no clue, I can only go down the mountain first and think about what went wrong.

Judging from the current situation, Lu Xueru's original wife Fan's possibility of poisoning. However, Yang Qiuchi felt that Fan's elephant poisoning was not poisoning and killing Lu Xueru. Her life was saved by Lu Xueru. She was an old woman. What are the benefits of killing Lu Xueru? Yang Qiuchi couldn't think of the reason why Fan's kill Lu Xueru, but he felt that the concubine was acting strangely. But there was no evidence.

Even Yang Qiuchi had no idea, so Hu Jiang and others had to follow Yang Qiuchi dejectedly, and the group walked down the mountain along the way.

Although he didn't sleep all night, Yang Qiuchi was not tired at all. This kind of night difference has almost become a common occurrence in modern society. He is often called to investigate the scene in the middle of the night. Moreover, the case has been found to be in a dead end. What should we do next? Yang Qiuchi has no idea. If he has something to do in his heart, how can he feel tired?

Song Yun'er held a branch that had been broken off from the roadside in her hand, shaking it casually. Seeing Yang Qiuchi burying her head in a depressed manner while walking, she thought about her mind, but she couldn't help at all, she wanted to draw his attention away. She waved the branch in her hand and pointed to the mountains in the distance opposite, saying, "Brother, look, the scenery of this mountain is so beautiful."

They had been walking down the mountain for a long time. At this time, it was already dawn. The sun showed its red face from the mountains. The white snow on the top of the mountain peaks, and the snow on the hillside and valley had mostly melted, revealing the emerald green dress of the mountains.

The thin morning mist is like a jade belt, lingering among the mountains in the distance. The winding mountain terraces reflect the rippling waves in the morning sun. Early pedestrians have already walked on the mountain path. A few kingfisher cries show the tranquility of the valley.

Yang Qiuchi stopped, took a deep breath, and sighed: "Yes, what a pastoral scenery. It would be great if we could live here with the days of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains."

Song Yuner's face turned slightly red and she spat: "Who is with you? You have so many concubines, so I'll ask them to accompany you." After that, she picked up the branches in her hand, broke off a leaf, and gently bit it in her mouth, feeling the comfort of the green leaves moistened by the morning dew.

Yang Qiuchi turned his head and smiled slightly, looked at Song Yuner, suddenly stunned, and shouted: "Yuner, spit out the leaves quickly!"

Song Yun'er was startled and thought there were some small insects on the leaves, so she quickly vomited them out.
Chapter completed!