
“You...you talk nonsense!” Madam Wang Liu cried even more sadly.
The shopkeeper of Zhenxiu House also shook his head slightly and said: "This is impossible!"
Shuang Yuanxing looked at the shopkeeper and wondered: "Why is a shopkeeper like this ? Are you sure?"
The shopkeeper sighed and quickly replied: "His Majesty King Xiang doesn't know. The couple had a very good relationship. They had a son and a daughter, and there were elderly and weak parents above them. How many people are in this family? They all relied on Lao Wang's support. If Lao Wang left, their family would be like the sky collapsing. How will orphans and widows like Wang Liu and others live in the future!" Yes, it seems that on the surface, Madam Wang Liu really has no reason to kill her husband.
However Wen Moyan felt Feng Xiaoxiao was not lying.
Because in the original work it was written that Feng Xiaoxiao was an honest man who had a straight personality, could not lie, and was extremely loyal.
If Feng Xiaoxiao did not lie, then it was Wang Liu's family who made such false accusations.But why would Wang Liu's family have to trap a stranger like Feng Xiaoxiao who had just arrived?
Just when Wen Moyan could not understand it, she caught a glimpse of the large sack that Feng Xiaoxiao had placed on the ground.
The large sack looked extremely heavy, and it let out a clattering sound as it touched the ground.
Could it be that it was in that sack?
Although Wen Moyan found her thoughts somewhat unbelievable, she still decided to verify them.
Wen Moyan said, "Feng Xiaoxiao, what is in your sack?"
Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Wen Moyan, frowned and said, "What happened to the ransom for my sister?"
"Ransom money?" "Shuang Yuanxing said with a bit of surprise: "A bag that big? Is it all money? Is your sister an oiran in the capital? "Feng Xiaoxiao said angrily:" Nonsense! My sister is the daughter of a serious family and works as a maid in a rich family., you are not a shabby whore!"
Qingyue's guard frowned and reprimanded: "You're so presumptuous, you can offend His Majesty King Xiang?"
Feng Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and looked away uncertainly, but did not choke. The voice.
Shuang Yuanxing did not mind too much. Feng Xiaoxiao looked like a rude person from the countryside. If he were to argue with her, wouldn't it be like a scholar meeting a soldier?
But just because he didn't care, didn't mean he wasn't curious. Shuang Yuanxing said, “Open his sack and let me see it.”
He wanted to see if everything was silver!
Just as Feng Xiaoxiao was about to refuse, Wen Moyan stepped forward and said, "Open. If it's true as you say, then this bag may be the best evidence to prove your innocence. "Feng Xiaoxiao was a little confused.
He was puzzled, but after hearing Wen Mo's words that he could prove his innocence, he did not hesitate anymore and immediately untied the hemp rope on the sack and opened the sack.
After opening it, everyone could not help but look around curiously.Even Shuang Feichen, who was calm and composed, would inevitably glance at him.
Good guy!
It's really all the money!
It's just that it's not a silver plate, but a copper plate.
In addition, there is a small pink cloth bag that looks like something from my daughter's house.
Shuang Yuanxing was not interested in women's items, he was interested in those copper coins.
Feng Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and said: "At first a thousand daggers, but now there were only 999 daggers. "When I first entered the city, I saw an embroidered shoe salesman. With a little money, I bought a pair of shoes for my sister. " Feng Xiaoxiao took out a small pink cloth bag and handed it to Shuang Yuanxing.
Shuang Yuanxing had no interest in touching women's belongings, but Wen Moyan took it with both hands and opened it carefully. He discovered that inside were indeed a pair of embroidered shoes with plain flower batter. The workmanship is very good and the material is good. It is expensive, it takes money.
But...
Wen Moyan lowered her head and looked at Feng Xiaoxiao, and found that she was still wearing straw sandals with her toes open.It seems like this man loves his sister very much, but he did not know that he loved himself. .
Wen Moyan wrapped the shoe and returned it to Feng Xiaoxiao, then asked: "Where did you buy these shoes?" Feng Xiaoxiao did not hide anything: "I entered from the south gate of the city, did you leave after entering the city?
How far away the market is, and I buy it in the market."
Wen Moyan chuckled and continued to ask: "In that market, there are also boiled beef meatballs and sweet-scented osmanthus as well as lotus root powdered sugar cakes, right?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly surprised, shook her head in confusion and said, “I don't know!” He did not pay attention to his food.
Wen Moyan turned to look at Wang Liu and asked, “He doesn't know, so do you know?” Wang Liu was a little surprised, then lowered his head nervously and said, “No. . Wen
Moyan raised his eyebrows and asked: "You really don't know?"
Wang Liu took a deep breath and said firmly: "I don't know, it's food for the rich, and we poor people can't stand it." to part with them. Spend that money."
Wen Moyan sighed helplessly: "What you say is weaker than my kidneys." Everyone is looking
Wen Moyan, feeling speechless at the same time funny.
Wen Moyan walked towards Lao Wang's body and knelt down, pointed to his chest and said, "This is the smell of boiled beef meatballs. The beef meatballs will take out the sari when you bite it. I think it should be. As he ate it. In the morning, he sprayed juice on his clothes."
After finishing his words, Wen Moyan pointed to Lao Wang's collar and continued: "The light yellow powder here is the icing of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and it is still radiating. Sweet-scented touch of osmanthus."
Hearing this, everyone subconsciously sniffed, wanting to inhale it.
Even when Shuang Yuanxing approached, he could not smell the scent of osmanthus.
Shuang Yuanxing asked confusedly: “Why didn't I kiss her?"
Wen Moyan turned her head to look towards Shuang Yuanxing, slightly speechless. He's solving the case. If this fellow were to say something like this, wouldn't he try to weaken it?
Shuang Yuanxing did not seem to see Wen Moyan's displeased eyes. He turned his head towards Shuang Feichen and asked, "Brother Qi, did you kiss him?" Shuang Feichen shook his head: "No." Then Wang Liu heard it. After saying this, she immediately started crying: "Son, don't talk nonsense. There is no such thing as perfumed osmanthus. The two princes did not kiss her. You...are you with the killer?" Wen Moyan sighed.
He said: "Hey, these people have their own powers. As for me, I was born with an excellent sense of smell. The two princes did not smell it, it was because their strength was not in his sense of smell, but in his sense of smell." Elsewhere!" Elsewhere.....lama?
Shuang Yuanxing subconsciously lowered his head and looked at the lower half of his body.
When he looked up again, embarrassment soon overpowered his face.
"Ahem, uhuk, uhuk! Stop rambling, Wen Moyan, please explain clearly. What does this sweet-scented beef meatball and osmanthus cake have to do with the death of Lao Wang?" shuang Yuanxing asked.
Wen Moyan did not reply, but pursed her lips tightly and looked at Lao Wang and his wife seriously.
(Late this chapter)