Then, he glanced at the corpse of the grim-faced man and said with a dark expression, "On the other hand, you committed murder in my Skycloud Pavilion. You broke the law knowingly. I wonder what will happen to you if you report this to the Judicial Department?"
"Needless to say. Given my friendship with Commander Li, he will surely use this as an excuse to invite me to his interrogation room for tea." Yan Li sneered and changed the topic, "But even if Pavilion Master Ma hasn't read the laws of the imperial court, you should know the crime of assaulting an official of the imperial court."
Ma Yunpeng's expression changed again and again. Finally, he snorted and said, "What brings you here, Sir?"
"I heard that Assistant Minister Fang's daughter attended the poetry meet last night." Yan Li said.
"Yes." Ma Yunpeng said, "But she left halfway through the meet."
"So you admit that Fang Junyi came to Wind Moon Manor?" Yan Li asked.
Ma Yunpeng said, "The truth doesn't need to be admitted."
Yan Li said, "Very well. Then what proof do you have to prove that Miss Fang left halfway?"
Ma Yunpeng thought for a moment and said, "Sir, you have no proof that Miss Fang didn't leave halfway."
"In that case, I would like to search Wind Moon Manor. Will Pavilion Master Ma object to this?" Yan Li asked.
Ma Yunpeng said decisively, "Sir Yan, forgive me for being blunt, but the Supreme Court has no right to do so. If there's nothing else, please leave. "
"Zhao Qiping, let's go." Yan Li was very straightforward.
"Yes!" Zhao Qiping was so excited that he was about to draw his weapon. "Eh? Are we going? "
"Do you want me to repeat myself?"
"Yes!" Zhao Qiping quickly returned to the carriage and drove away from Wind Moon Manor.
On the way back, he asked in confusion, "Sir, Skycloud Pavilion is just a poetry club. Why are you afraid of them?"
Yan Li said, "Just a poetry club? Only you would dare to say such a thing. "
"I-Isn't it?" Zhao Qiping said blankly.
Yan Li said, "What is Fang Xianhuai's status? Even he doesn't dare to provoke Skycloud Pavilion. It's obvious that it has a backer that even Fang Xianhuai doesn't dare to challenge."
"Ah, I see." Zhao Qiping sweated profusely, "Fang Xianhuai is so sinister. Since he doesn't dare to provoke him, he let us do it!"
Yan Li said, "It can't be helped. People die for money. Who asked him to be rich?"
"Then what do we do now?" Zhao Qiping asked.
Yan Li said, "Go to the houses nearby and ask if anything happened last night."
When the carriage reached a road not far from Fengyue Manor, Zhao Qiping suddenly noticed a group of people gathered in front of a private house. They were all engaged in a heated discussion.
A few black-clothed constables surrounded a young man in embroidered clothes and were talking about something. The young man seemed to have given an order and waved his hand.
A few red-clothed constables from the capital governor's office received their orders and drove the crowd away. "Go, go, go. There's nothing to see here!"
"Milord, there's been a murder." Zhao Qiping reported. "It seems that even the capital governor has come."
"Go and ask about the situation," Yan Li said.
"Here." Zhao Qiping got out of the carriage and stopped a passerby who was being driven away. "Brother, what happened here?"
The passerby was displeased when he was stopped, but when he saw Zhao Qiping's scarlet official robe, he immediately said respectfully, "Reporting to my lord, a family here has been murdered. It was discovered this morning, and three officials from the capital governor's office were among the dead."
"Oh?" Zhao Qiping's expression changed slightly. "Do you know who died?"
The passerby said, "It seems to be a young master."
Zhao Qiping was shocked and hurriedly reported to Yan Li, "Milord, a capital governor's young master died here last night."
Yan Li lifted the curtain and looked into the distance. He saw a constable in black walking to the front of the private house and handing a sachet to the young man in embroidered clothes. He was naturally Li Yixiu.
Comparing the shape of his lips, he could vaguely read, "Milord, this was found in a house with traces of a fight."
"Take me there!" Li Yixiu said.
This was the first time Yan Li saw Li Yixiu's expression so ugly. He thought about it and didn't stop him. Instead, he waited for him to leave before walking to the scene of the murder.
"Who is it!" A constable wanted to stop him, but when he saw the black official robe on Yan Li, he immediately changed his attitude. "Milord, you are?"
"I am Yan Li." Yan Li said, "What happened here?"
The constable looked hesitant. "This …"
Yan Li smiled and said, "Haven't you heard Li Yixiu mention me? Even without my friendship with him, as the Chancellor of the Supreme Court, am I not qualified to ask about the case? "
"So, so it's you …" The constable finally recognized him and breathed a sigh of relief. "Reporting to my lord, it's like this. Chang Shaoyin was found dead here this morning."
"Where's the body?" Yan Li asked.
The constable said, "It's been brought back to the office and handed over to the coroner."
Yan Li glanced at the scene and could roughly infer that the deceased climbed from the horse path to the front of the private house before dying.
"Hey, there's a handprint here." He suddenly pointed at the door.
The constable said, "Lord Chang may have asked for help before dying, but he didn't manage to grab the ring on the door and died."
"Asking for help from the commoners?" Yan Li was stunned.
"Uh, this …" The constable smiled bitterly. "I really can't think of a better explanation."
On the white red paper, there was an elongated bloody handprint. Was there any mystery?
Yan Li looked at it for a long time before asking again, "What's the identity of this family?"
The constable said, "They were ordinary merchants who made a living by selling rice and noodles."
Yan Li said, "Do you know why Chang Shaoyin died here?"
The constable shook his head and said, "I only know that Lord Chang was carrying out a secret mission during this time."
Yan Li said, "Chang Shaoyin and your prefectural magistrate had a good relationship, right?"
The constable said, "Shaoyin and Lord Chang were classmates and had a good personal relationship."
Yan Li's eyes brightened and the corner of his mouth slightly raised. He said, "Just now they said there were traces of fighting in the house. Can you take me to have a look?"
"Sir, please." The constable did not dare to disobey.
The house was at the end of the horse path. There were also a few pools of blood in front of the door and under the wall of the house. When Yan Li arrived, Li Yixiu had already disappeared.
The most obvious trace was a hole in front of the master bedroom door. Yan Li could tell at a glance that it was caused by Primordial Qi. Moreover, it was Primordial Qi that was released. The one who killed Chang Zhizhen was a First Rank Martial Artist.
He walked into the master bedroom. There was only a bed, a dressing table, and a black wardrobe. There were no obvious traces except for the wrinkles on the bedsheet.
However, because it was not used for a long time, it was covered with fine dust. It could be seen that the footprints on the floor were very messy. Upon closer inspection, there were only two kinds of footprints, which should belong to a man and a woman.
"Where did your lord go?" He asked another constable who followed him in.
This constable had already learned of Yan Li's identity from his companion. He sighed and said, "He didn't say, but I can infer that he must have gone to Shaoyin Chang's house. He said he would personally deliver the bad news to the Chang residence."
Yan Li said, "Can you lead the way? I want to see your lord."
"I'm afraid …" The constable said awkwardly, "Lord may not want to be disturbed."
Yan Li said, "I have a lead and want to discuss it with him."
"Ah, if that's the case, then I will lead you there." The constable immediately agreed.
…
Chang residence.
The host and guest sat down. His mother was carrying the two-year-old Young Master Bao 'er and standing beside Young Mistress Meng Yuejiao.
The tea had been served, but Li Yixiu did not touch it.
He did not like drinking tea, and he was not in the mood to drink it at this time.
Meng Yuejiao did not speak either, because she had vaguely sensed something.
"Uncle, give me a hug. Bao 'er wants to ride a horse …" Young Master Bao' er had just learned how to speak. When he saw Li Yixiu, who often brought delicious food to see him, he grinned and tried to reach out to him.
Li Yixiu felt an unbearable pain in his chest. He walked over and hugged the little boy. He gently coaxed him, "Bao 'er, be good. Uncle will play with you later."
"Mother." Meng Yuejiao called out.
His mother understood and hurriedly picked up the young master again, bowed, and left with the young master.
"Brother Li, did something happen to my husband?" Meng Yuejiao's voice was trembling.
Li Yixiu clenched his fists and suddenly knelt in front of her. A man's knees were made of gold, not to mention such an influential person.
"Brother Li, what are you doing?" Meng Yuejiao held her breath and hurriedly stood up to help him up.
"Sister Yuejiao, I'm sorry." Li Yixiu's eyes were already red.
Meng Yuejiao's tears fell immediately. She cried and said, "Is my husband …"
Li Yixiu slightly turned his face away, not daring to look her in the eyes. "He's dead."
Meng Yuejiao's body trembled as if all her strength had been sucked out. She softly fell to the ground. "My husband …"
"It's all my fault …" Li Yixiu said in a low voice. "If I paid more attention, if I acted with him, if I didn't let him go, if …"
"Brother Li, don't say anymore …" Meng Yuejiao choked with sobs. "This is my husband's duty. I understand, I understand …"
At this time, she recovered a bit of strength and helped Li Yixiu up. "Brother Li, it's all thanks to your support that my husband has the status he has today. He enjoys the wealth that comes with status, but at the same time, it comes with risks. I understand. Please don't blame yourself anymore …"
If she had hit or scolded him, Li Yixiu would have felt better. But now, he felt as if there was a mountain pressing down on his chest, and there was an awl constantly stabbing his heart.
He silently took out a stack of banknotes from his chest, held up Meng Yuejiao's hand, and gently placed the banknotes in her hand. "Sister, I will definitely find the murderer and seek justice for Zhi Zhen!"
With that, he turned and left.
Outside the Chang Residence, he raised his head to look at the gray sky and slowly exhaled. Then, he turned his head and smiled bitterly at Yan Li, who was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. "I've made a fool of myself in front of Brother Yan."
Yan Li said lightly, "The most illustrious young master of Yongling is actually such a loyal man. I really can't find anything funny about it."
Li Yixiu said sadly, "But Zhi Zhen is still dead."
"Don't worry, I will help you solve the case," Yan Li said.
Li Yixiu was shocked and said, "Brother Yan, you never wake up without benefits. What's wrong with you today?"
"How can you look at me like this? It's so sad," Yan Li said.
"This, I'm really sorry." Li Yixiu could only smile bitterly.
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