NOVEL NEXT Chapter 34 - death day
“Twenty years, Shimen County, Zuzuo, twenty years, Zuzuo…” Shen Jiajia muttered, and slowly, a paragraph came to mind.
“Sanniang, don’t worry. In the past years, there were a lot of unsolved cases in the yamen. Even though Zheng Yu was his own apprentice, he didn’t find the murderer. Whether or not some cases can be solved depends on the fate.”
“Ah, what happened to Rokuro?”
“It’s not Rokuro, it was twenty years ago.”
Twenty years ago, Zheng Zuozuo’s apprentice died. Twenty years ago, Ku Niang appeared in Shimen County as a novel.
Is it a coincidence?
Shen Jiajia and Xie Chengfeng immediately went to Zheng Yuzuo.
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“Zheng Zuozuo, can you tell us about the murder of your apprentice back then?”
“Why do you ask this all of a sudden?” Zheng Yuzuo looked at them strangely.
“Well, I have been looking at the past files for the past few days, and have some doubts.”
“Ah,” Zheng Haozuo shook his head and sighed, “My apprentice is called Shi Wuniang, she—”
“Ah!” Shen Jiajia was shocked.
“What’s wrong?”
“Is she a woman too?”
“Yeah, I know that there are not many females, but she is stronger than many men. Hey, Sanniang, why do you say ‘also’?”
Shen Jiajia gently poked his temple with his index finger. Shi Wuniang is a female work, and Ku Niang is also a female work; Shi Wu Niang learned from Zheng Yu, who is good at deducing the time of death, and Ku Niang is also good at deducing the time of death; Shi Wu Niang died 20 years ago, and Ku Niang suddenly died 20 years ago. Appear……
Shen Jiajia has a guess circling in her mind. This guess is outrageous, but her thoughts are very strong, and she always feels that this guess may be the only reasonable explanation.
“Zheng Zuozuo, do you know where Shi Wuniang is buried?”
“I know, what are you going to do?”
“Do we think—”
Xie Chengfeng suddenly covered Shen Jiajia’s mouth and said with a smile: “We have found some clues about Shi Wuniang’s death, and we want to go to pay homage.”
The case was a long time ago, and Zheng Huozuo didn’t have any hope at all, and he didn’t want to hit the two young people in front of him. Although it was a bit strange to go to pay homage to the deceased before handling the case, it was someone’s attention, and Zheng Huozuo didn’t plan to ask too much. So he said, “Okay, I’ll let Rokuro take you there.”
After saying goodbye to Zheng Yuzuo, Shen Jiajia stared at Xie Chengfeng, Xie Chengfeng bent down slightly, and explained in a low voice beside her: “We don’t have any evidence now, and if we want to dig his apprentice’s grave, this old man will definitely not agree. .”
“Then I’ll go to Fujun.”
“It’s impossible for the lord to allow you to dig graves after listening to your few speculations. All these accounts will be charged to him. In the officialdom, it is always better to have more things than less things.”
Shen Jiajia was not convinced at first, but after listening to Xie Chengfeng’s words, she knew that she was still too naive. She had to ask, “What should I do now?”
“Are you stupid, obviously you can’t dig, then we’ll dig secretly.”
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On the night that Shen Jiajia and Xie Chengfeng finished paying homage to Shi Wuniang, Xie Chengfeng called a group of helpers to excavate Shi Wuniang’s grave and pried open the coffin. There was no body inside, but only a few stones. It seemed that Shi Wuniang had already escaped before being buried.
“If our speculation is correct, then what happened to make Shi Wuniang have to feign death to escape, away from the capital and incognito since then? Why did she disappear? Who is she? She also said that Daoist Baiyun is herself?”
Shen Jiajia frowned at the question in her head.
Xie Chengfeng rubbed her head, “I can’t think of anything like this, why don’t you ask Zheng Yuzuo about Shi Wuniang first.”
“Ok.”
The two then went to Zheng Zuozuo again.
“Zheng Yuzuo, do you remember what happened in the days when Shi Wuniang died?”
“I only remember that the day she died was the second day of March, and I was—”
“What did you say?!” Xie Chengfeng suddenly stood up and held Zheng Yuzuo’s shoulder, “The second day of March?”
“Yes, it’s the second day of the third lunar month. I don’t remember it wrong. That day was my mother’s birthday.” Zheng Haozuo’s shoulder was so painful that he could not help frowning and looking at Shen Jiajia for help.
Shen Jiajia found that Xie Chengfeng was abnormal, pulled him away gently, and asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”
“The second day of March is my brother’s birthday.”