This is an ear room, full of debris, and a short and collapsed window, covered with thick layers of dust.

The dust accumulation at this time is deep and shallow, which seems very messy, which is a trace of people moving, either sitting, lying or squatting, or fighting a trapped beast.

Tang Tongzhang stared at a place and suddenly screamed "ah", his voice full of horror, and everyone looked at it and his spine suddenly became cold.

There were a pair of broken hands standing along the couch, with a slender wrist, tightly wrapped around the hemp rope. The hemp rope had been soaked in blood and turned black brown, and the blood slowly dripped on the ground, and the ground was covered with sticky.

Chen Zetang subconsciously wanted to cover Shunyu behind her back, but she heard her asking Chen Rong: "Did you tie the hemp rope?"

He hummed and said softly, and he was very guilty, and all of them were written on his face.

"This is my little five's hand..." Tang Tongzhang took two steps back, his voice hoarse as a crow, his eyes wide open, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"How can I see it?" Chen Zetang asked, looking at the hands, which were pale due to blood loss. There was a blue ball on the face of the left hand, and a red mole on the belly of the middle finger of the right hand... But because of this?

Tang Tongzhang He could no longer say a word.

Chen Zetang walked forward, raised his right hand and frowned and looked at it for a while before comforting him, saying, "Mr. Tang must not be anxious. This is not the hand of Miss Tang. The fifth girl holds a sword for a long time, and thick calluses are easily grinded from the place where her thumb and index finger are attached to each other. The calluses at the second joint of the index finger of this hand are hard, and it is obvious that weapons are commonly used as swords. As for this red mole......"

He paused and pinched hard with his thumb. The red mole moved, like blood beads solidified, or deliberately lit rouge, just to deliberately tease people.

Shunyu interrupted: "That day, the maid next to Miss Tang had a short jade handle in her hand. Look at the black and blue face on her left hand, it should have been the one who accidentally hit the man when she threw out her official shoes." Obviously, this was the maid Xiangyu's broken hands.

Tang Tongzhang breathed a sigh of relief, and his face gradually eased from ash. Chen Zetang turned to look at Chen Rong. Chen Rong went forward and knelt halfway and said, "When I met the truth when I heard someone knocking on the gate of the courtyard, I went to see an old lady who claimed to be the manager of the kitchen. I came to ask Mr. Shen if he had any taboos, whether it was light or heavy, or heavier, and wanted to eat southern rice or northern noodles. I whine for a while. My subordinates only thought that most of the elderly women were verbose and didn't care too much. When I pushed the door and asked me to raise someone, it was this situation... It was because of my subordinates' negligence and asked Mr. Shen to punish me."

Chen Huan hurried in and reported: "There is a dishwashing woman in the kitchen. She was summoned in the day before yesterday, but now there are no people."

Tang Tongzhang was confused when he heard this, and finally couldn't help asking: "What did Xiangyu do that? Will she be locked up here by Lord Shen?"

Chen Zetang avoided Tang Jing and simply described the chance encounter with Xiangyu last night. Tang Tongzhang frowned: "That girl is really weird."

Another clerk came to pass the message, and the officials of the Zhejiang Qing Office and the General Secretary had gathered in the main hall, just waiting for the two masters Chen Tang to come over.

Chen Zetang walked out with a calm expression and could not argue with his order: "Mr. Tang followed his official to see the main hall. When Miss Tang and Xiangyu disappeared, you can point to your subordinates to write a document and file a case, but investigating the account book is an urgent task. The most important task is that there is no delay."

Tang Tongzhang had no choice but to suppress his love for his daughter and followed him silently with a tense face.

Shunyu gently pulled Chen Zetang's sleeve, saw him coming to the side as he wished, and whispered: "I am now dressed up and cannot enter the main hall. Xiangyu was taken out of the mansion and it was already five drums. It was bright, and maybe there were shops around him that were not sure. Anyway, I had nothing to do, so I wanted to check it out."

Chen Zetang was silent for a moment, and his finger bones brushed across her temples that were blown away by the spring breeze. It was thin and soft, but his temperament was not the same, but he was not a fan of what he liked.

"Okay, be careful." He called Chen Huan and Shen Rong to come, and asked them to protect him. Shunyu refused. He said that this was too shocking and just let Chen Huan go with him.

When Shunyu and Chen Huan turned around the corridor and saw no trace of their backs, Chen Rong then stepped forward and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Chen Zetang. He said, "You follow them, don't notice it."

Chen Rong hurriedly took the order and retreated, while Chen Zetang took Tang Tongzhang to the front hall and refused to mention it.

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Shunyu tied his bun and tied a blue scarf, and wore a jade-colored cocoon silk with a round flower. Chen Huan saw that he finally put on his men's clothes, but he sighed more.

He was obviously a little scholar, pretending to be a girl, just like the real one, and I always felt strange in my heart.

"You are the best like this." He said it from the bottom of his heart, and Shunyu glared at him. Does this person understand what it is good to look like?

Instead of leaving the front door of Yingtian Mansion, he walked around the backyard with a street. The yamen guarding the gate pulled out the bolt and went out with a Zhuque Lane, which was quiet and quiet. Only a simple village girl stood at the entrance of the alley, carrying a bamboo basket filled with newly picked flowers, and the soft hawking of Wu dialed sweetly.

After leaving the alley, there is Junyi Bridge, and the bridgehead is crowded. People in the south of the Yangtze River have the custom of exploring spring. It is March that spring is beautiful, and there are endless sedan chairs and horses leaving the city.

After Shunyu and Shen Huan got off the bridge, walk along Gaotou Street on the right, and at the end, it was the main entrance of Yingtian Mansion.

There are small families living on the left of Gaotou Street. There is a shrine on the right. The incense is in full swing. The old lady is kneeling slightly. Walking further inside, there are shops, including the Liu Family Pharmacy, the Ugly Mother-in-law Meat Baby Shop, the Jieer Goose Egg Powder Rouge Shop, the Orchid-selling Bamboo Mask, the pen and ink, calligraphy and painting, saddles, bridles, bows and swords, and various types of candy and sweets. Don’t say that the street is not long, but it has everything.

Shunyu entered the pen and ink calligraphy and painting shop, and saw that there were about ten square meters of inkstones placed in a corner. The carving skills were particularly delicate and exquisite, and two pieces of ink were placed next to it.

Here is closest to the front door of Yingtian Mansion. The guy stood up from the chair while yawning and came over to ask: "Does this man want to buy an inkstone? Or ink blocks? The ink blocks here include pine smoke ink and fog ink. The fog ink is shiny and suitable for writing, while pine smoke ink is more suitable for painting..."

Shunyu interrupted him and said with a smile: "I want to ask you for something."

The guy spent some time, but when she heard that she had no intention of buying and selling, he immediately looked stern and said coldly: "I welcome guests from all over the country and send people away to the cold tea, and I don't know anything."

Shunyu continued to ask with shamelessness: "You are closest to the gate of Yingtian Mansion, so I want to ask about something about the birth in the morning."

The guy was even more impatient: "The people don't talk about the officials, and we are just looking for a stable life. If you don't want to buy something, please leave."

"Who said I won't buy it?" Chen Huan smiled and put his hand on his shoulder, leaned close to him and asked again, "Is there any?"

The guy showed a smile that could only be understood but not expressed, and he was much more friendly: "How could he not have it if you want it?"
Chapter completed!