Liu Feng stood stiffly in place, and the other few people were not much better.

Xuehua felt that Mu Zehao was venting his anger for it, but he was so happy that he could give him a direct eye and flew directly to his shoulders, rubbing his little head against him, and making a low voice from time to time.

Although the five were scolded, their masters became more and more popular, which made them very happy.

It seems that the gossip between the master and Lord Yun will not be able to be like this in the future.

Yun Yaru was thinking about the case in her mind, not conscious of what was happening here at all. Her mind was now full of that strange smile.

"In this way, let's eat something later, first go to Xinghua Village where Ye Sicheng lives, and then go to Qingyang Academy." Yun Yaru thought for a while.

"After all, we can't just listen to his parents and sister's words, and we have to check it out."

"Yes!" Mu Zehao snorted lightly, agreeing with her proposal.

Just as the three of them were talking, Hongye walked in with a food box and placed three bowls of Yangchun noodles and three pancakes on the table next to them.

When Mu Zehao saw the food on the table, he thrust his mouth slightly, but he didn't even smell the meaty smell. It was too simple.

"Come and try the skills of red-leaf pancakes. She has all the true teachings of the wet nurse." As he said that, Yun Yaru picked up a pancake and bit it.

Yun Yaru found out that her mouth was so good that she would mention the wet nurse. When she looked up at Hongye beside her, she felt at ease when she saw that her face had not changed.

This pancake is golden, soft and layered. After taking a bite, it feels crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding an oily fragrance. The soft and tender inner flesh contains the mellow and slightly sweetness of the wheat noodles. It makes the more delicious it becomes.

Mu Zehao quickly ate all the pancake, then reached out to grab another piece. The contemptuous gaze just now disappeared. It seemed that not all delicious foods must have meat.

At some point, the three of them had eaten the Yangchun noodles and pancakes on the table.

"Since we're full, let's go!" Yun Yaru said, and had already gotten up and entered the house to change into a white scholar's robe, with a folding fan in her hand.

Mu Zehao looked at her for a long time and felt that she, wearing an official robe and a scholar robe, looked like she had two different temperaments, which made it difficult to associate her with the county magistrate.

"Brother Yun, are you drying with a folding fan in your hand?"

"Don't the young men outside like to dress up like this when they go out?"

...

The woman with a veil in the bamboo house could not see her appearance from afar, and could only hear the sound of her playing the piano.

A heavy and subtle sound of "bang" made the woman pause in her hand, and the piano sound suddenly stopped there.

"Why, I can't even get this done, right?" A slightly cool voice came from the woman with a veil.

"The matter has been done for you. I'm here to ask you for compensation this time. You can't forget it!" A black shadow had already rolled into the window.

"We agreed at that time that the coroner would not be able to test the situation..." The woman with a veil spoke slowly.

"The coroner has not found anything now. You can't speak and don't keep your word. Let's go back on your word." The dark shadow's face changed.

"But I heard that the new county master did not seem to be convicted of suicide." The woman with a veil raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes were as cold as if she was soaked in a cold pot.

"What do you mean, if the county magistrate has not finished the investigation of this case, you will not give me what you promised to me." The black shadow was obviously unhappy, and his voice became a little cold in an instant.

"It's what you think." The woman replied mercilessly.

"You may not be good to do this. We didn't say at that time that we had to wait for the county magistrate to make a decision." There was no warmth in the black shadow's tone.

"Anyway, as long as I haven't heard that the county magistrate announced that the case had committed suicide, I will not give you anything." The woman did not explain to him at all.

This sentence made the black shadow so angry. He had been in the world for so long and had never seen such a woman.

A sound rang out, and the black shadow had already pulled out the long sword in his hand from the scabbard and swung it directly at the woman with a veil.

The woman seemed not afraid at all, but she still sat firmly in place.

Just as the tip of the sword was two inches away from the woman, the woman raised her hand and gently clamped the hilt of the sword with her two fingers.

"Why do you need to continue the competition?"

This was completely beyond the expectations of the Black Shadow, which forced him to give up his thoughts and directly return the sword to sheath, and then fly away.

The woman stroked the hair in front of her, but her eyes seemed to be soaked in cold water. She looked at Yuxian quietly, but she didn't know what she was thinking.

...

At this time, Yun Yaru and his group had already left the city, walked around Jing'an Temple along the official road, and headed towards Xinghua Village. Not long after, they arrived at the entrance of the village.

Sijiu asked some in the village, came back in a hurry and replied to Yun Yaru, "Young Master, you will be the Ye family along this path."

"Brother Yun, are you going to go to the Ye family?"

"No, I'm going to go to the nearest families to the Ye family to learn about Ye Sicheng and some of their family's situations."

As he said that, Hongye was left to look at the horses in place, and the group let Sijiu lead the way forward.

"I just heard from the villagers that Ye Sicheng was down-to-earth and studious. Every time he came back from the academy, in addition to helping his family, he would also teach some children in the village to read from time to time." Sijiu turned around while walking.

"It seems that the villagers have a good reputation for Ye Sicheng, but they just don't know what other people in his family?"

While talking, the group saw the Ye family's house and could see that they had slightly renovated when they returned to their ancestral house.

The doors and windows were closed tightly, and the inside was very quiet. Yun Yaru felt something was wrong. After all, they brought their son's corpse back home.

"Let's go to the house not far ahead to ask." Yun Yaru pointed.

Everyone looked towards the south and saw that there was indeed a yard, and the gate was open, so I thought someone should be inside.

"Is anyone here?" Yun Yaru's voice sounded.

"Who? Why do you look so beautiful?" A woman in coarse cloth asked with her head protruding.

"Auntie, we are scholars from Qingyang Academy. This time we came here to find Ye Sicheng to have a trip together. When we went there just now, we found that the door of their house was closed, so we came over to ask." Yun Yaru said with a smile.

The woman looked up and down at Yun Yaru, then looked up at the people behind her, and found that these people looked upright and looked like scholars. Then she spoke: "You don't know yet, I heard that Ye Sicheng is dead."

As he said that, the woman brought them into the yard and found a small stool for them to sit down.

"Old woman, who is coming outside?" A hoarse voice came from the room.

"Old man, Ye Sicheng's classmate came to find him. Seeing that the door of their house was closed, he came over to ask." The woman shouted inward.

After a while, a uncle who was not tall and wearing a torn straw hat walked out from the back of the house, "Several, their family went out early in the morning."

"Uncle, we just heard from the aunt that Ye Sicheng is dead. Do you know how he died?" Yun Yaru pretended to be surprised.

"I heard that the cause of death has not been found in the yamen yet, but this is the first time we have seen a person with a smile on his face after he died. You don't know, it looks quite creepy." The uncle was also quite talkative, sat on the stone pier and started talking.

"Yes, I feel a little weird when I think about it now." The woman continued. "Uncle, auntie, since Ye Sicheng unfortunately passed away, why didn't we see their white lanterns hanging? Could it be that they have already died, so the talent is not here?" Mu Zehao asked in confusion.

"I really don't know this very well. Old man, do you know?" The woman turned her head and looked at the uncle beside her.

"Let me think about it." The uncle said, pausing, "I remembered it. It seemed that their family was about to hang white lanterns, and a carriage was parked at the gate of their house."

"I don't know what they said, so I saw from afar that they seemed to have just gotten into the carriage. I really don't know where the old man." As he said that, the uncle had already taken off the broken straw hat and put it aside.

The few people looked at each other, thinking that something was strange about this matter, and the case suddenly seemed even more confusing.

But Yun Yaru was not discouraged at all. She believed that the net of heaven was vast and unobstructed, and no matter what happened, there would be traces, but they just didn't know it yet.

"Uncle, do you still remember what the person who looked for them looked like?" Zhan Zhao suddenly asked.

"I glanced at it from afar, and I only knew that I looked like a nanny. As for what she looked like, I really didn't see clearly." The uncle shook his head.

"Speaking of this, Ye Sicheng is also a sin. What a good young man, he died at such a young age." The woman couldn't help but sighed.

Although death is like a lamp extinguishing, Ye Sicheng is really too young to make people shit.

"It's not that anyone in your village doesn't like him, so he killed him?" Yun Yaru changed her tone and asked in a pretentious manner.

"How is that possible? Besides, I haven't heard from the villagers. Who has he offended?" The woman thought about it and shook her head again.

Yun Yaru and his wife chatted with them for a while, then got up and said goodbye.

After their inquiries, Yun Yaru learned that Ye Sicheng and his family were usually kind and had no hatred.

As for the carriage that appeared in the village, no one knows who was doing it, because they had never seen it in the village before, but they just looked like they were from a wealthy family.

...

"Young Master, what did you ask? Have you found any new clues?" Hongye saw Yun Yaru walking in and quickly met him.

"It's similar to what Sijiu found out before."

"No, that's not a waste of time."

"It's not a waste of time. Hongye. You will know if you ask Sijiu in a while." Yun Yaru turned to look at Sijiu.

"I just said, as long as the young master takes action, how could he not find the clue?" Hongye looked like she had already guessed it.

"Hongye, you are so confident in your young master." Mu Zehao said.

"That's it!" Hongye looked at her lady's best expression, which made Yun Yaru speechless when she saw her.

Sijiu was very clever and hurriedly pulled Hongye to whisper to her in a low voice.

"Tell me, is it possible that this mysterious carriage and the murderer who killed Ye Sicheng were made by the same group?" Yun Yaru thought for a while, and hurriedly looked at Mu Zehao and Zhan Zhao.

"I think it's not what the same group of people did." Muzehao held his chin and shook his head.

"I'm in trouble now. The murderer has no idea yet, and another mysterious carriage appears." Zhan Zhao sighed.

Yun Yaru didn't say anything, just lowered her eyes and thought quietly.

Mu Zehao and Zhan Zhao saw it, and at the same time they silenced, and they became quiet for a moment.

"Why do I think the murderer and the carriage that suddenly appeared are not the same group." Yun Yaru thought for a long time before raising her eyes.
Chapter completed!