Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Chapter 13 Witty widow

Wang Daxia’s first reaction was that Jin Yiwei wanted to arrest him and wanted to find me? Haven’t I proven my innocence?

No, how did Jin Yiwei know that I was hiding in the little widow’s house?

Wei Caiwei’s first reaction was also that Jin Yiwei came to her, but she had already made arrangements and was confident that she would not leak…

Wei Caiwei pointed to the back door of the yard and whispered: “You go quickly, leave me alone, it would be bad if Jin Yiwei found out that you stayed at my house last night.”

That’s right, if Jin Yiwei came in and searched the house, I would definitely not be able to hide.

Wang Daxia slipped away with the burden on her back.

Wei Caiwei: It’s really…whatever you can’t do, just run away fast.

Wei Caiwei opened the door after Wang Daxia had left the back door.

At the same time as opening the door, Jin Yiwei kicked the door from outside. If Wei Caiwei hadn’t reacted quickly, he would almost get kicked!

Wei Caiwei retreated too fast, hitting the incense case with her back, and the spirit card fell again.

There were dozens of guards in Jinyi, and the leader was actually a pretty handsome boy. The boy raised his hand and said, “Sou!”

Jin Yiwei ran upstairs and downstairs like a locust, the small courtyard, even the kitchen that hadn’t opened fire yet, all turned upside down.

The boy asked Wei Caiwei, “Why are you opening the door now?”

Wei Caiwei said: “Widows should be cautious if they live alone. People outside claim to be Jin Yiwei to shoot the door. The women dare not open the door rashly. Only when they see from the window cracks that it is really Jin Yiwei’s clothes, they open the door.”

The boy raised his robe corners, his legs spread out like horses, and he sat firmly on the Arhat couch with his hands on his knees, and looked up and down Wei Caiwei, “So many people come in, you don’t seem to be afraid at all.”

Wei Caiwei lifted up the spirit card of the dead ghost husband, gently brushed the dust on it, re-aligned, and said: “Jinyiwei’s investigation is for the purpose of eliminating violence and peace, and the women should cooperate by themselves.”

The teenager looked at her playfully, “You don’t even ask why Jin Yiwei is looking for you?”

Wei Caiwei lowered her eyes and grabbed her hands. “On the eve of the maiden’s wife, I was fortunate to watch Jin Yiwei capture the suspect Wang Yanei. Wang Yanei was the tyrant of Beicheng. All of them were chased by Jinyiwei like a bereavement dog, and his life was hanging by a thread. Beicheng soldier Ma Siaizi was so in front of Jin Yiwei. It is as weak as an ant. Regardless of what Jin Yiwei does, the women should obey themselves. The women will answer whatever the military master asks, and the women dare not ask the military master.”

The boy took out a handwritten account book, “Wei Caiwei, seventeen years old, from Tieling, Liaodong, medical.”

Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of Ming Dynasty, divided household registration according to occupation, including military households, horse households, salt households, merchants, craftsmen households, medical households, and so on.

Wei Caiwei looked surprised, “How does the army master know the origin of the civilian women?”

The boy said: “You stayed at the Sijia Inn opposite the Yamen of Shuntian Palace. According to the rules, you must register your household name and address before you move into the inn. Chen Qianhu was poisoned that night, so all those who stayed in the inn that night The guest Jinyiwei must check it again.”

Wei Caiwei said: “That’s how it is.”

The current address she filled in that night was Tianshui Lane.

The boy stretched out his hand, “Bring your household sticker, I want to check the authenticity.”

Wei Caiwei used an ear-picked hairpin on her hair bun to pry open the base of the dead man’s card. The inside was actually empty, with a few silver notes and a pale yellow residence note inside.

The boy raised his brows, “Oh, you can hide things quite well. But since I saw you, from today, you have to hide in another place.”

Wei Caiwei didn’t say anything, and handed the household sticker to the young man with both hands, “Lord Jun, please have a look.”

The young Jin Yiwei opened the household post. The post was surrounded by a circle of plum blossom columns, which read from top to bottom:

“The female household, Wei Caiwei, is a medical doctor from Tieling who was naturalized in Jiajing 37 years.

The woman, herself, is fifteen years old.

Events: Seven tiled houses, four slopes from the north to the south. Twenty acres of private land. One boat.

Wei Caiwei is paid by the right household and is paid by Wei Caiwei. Quasi-this.

The Seven Hundred Tiezi Number on May 7, Jiajing 37th Year”

Look at the back of the household sticker, there are three lines of rubbing printed on the top:

“Tieling Wei Ti Adjusting Officer”, “Mr. County Qian Wende, County Chief Fu Xue”, “Secretary Ding Wu”, these three have big red captains.

This post can’t really be true anymore.

The young Jin Yiwei read the household stickers twice, and pointed to the scent board and asked: “You are a widow and the head of a female household. Why didn’t you write it in the household stickers?”

Wei Caiwei said: “Ten years of household registration is a week. After the death of my parents, my daughter’s household inherited the medical registration and worked for Daming Tielingwei. This household registration was created in Jiajing 37 years, and the deceased husband married me less than a year ago. So it was gone, so it was not included in the household registration.”

To put it simply, the household stipend is valid for ten years. After ten years, it is necessary to declare the population and property changes during this period to re-register and issue new household stipends. The court pays taxes through the population and property on the household stipend.

It is now the 39th year of Jiajing, and there are still eight years left before the re-booking.

The deceased husband died before he could write in his household registration.

The teenager Jin Yiwei returned the account to Wei Caiwei, and asked: “You are a widow who has a family and doesn’t live in it. Why do you stay at an inn at night?”

“This is a long story.” Wei Caiwei recounted the entanglement of the landlord Wang Yanei, stepmother, and agent Chen. “…The key to the second lock is on Wang Yanei’s body. I have a home and cannot go back, so I live nearby. At the Sijia Inn.”

The young Jin Yiwei asked: “Do you remember which room you live in?”

“I don’t remember.” Wei Caiwei shook her head blankly, “I just remember to turn the second door on the left hand side of the second floor.”

The young Jin Yiwei said: “That is Room No. 7 with the word “Dizi”. The window is facing the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion. You can see the row of tied horses at the door of the Yamen. What did you see that night?”

Wei Caiwei paused, “That day dinner was wontons, but halfway through the wontons, Jin Yiwei came to catch Wang Yanei. I followed Broker Chen to watch the excitement. Later, when I was hungry when I stayed at the inn, I went out to the next dim sum shop and bought a box of buttered snails. For supper. The snails in butter is a bit sweet and greasy. I asked Xiao Er to make a pot of green tea and eat it.”

Wei Caiwei picked up the tiger support and turned it lingeringly, “I am a traveler walking in the market. I was very tired after a day. I lay down after eating. As a result, I drank green tea before going to bed. I fell asleep at dawn, and it was noon when I woke up.”

“I went downstairs and finished lunch together to check out. I slept for one night, but the shopkeeper said that after noon checkout, I had to count the money for two nights. For this reason, I had a few disputes with the shopkeeper. I said when I went downstairs. Before noon, I wasted time after eating a meal in your store. The shopkeeper called me a country bumpkin and didn’t know the rules of the Beijing Inn. I was a widow, so I didn’t want to scold each other in public, so I gave it two nights. My money is gone, but I won’t live in this black shop anymore.”

Wei Caiwei guessed that when Jin Yiwei inspected Chen Qianhu’s body, he would definitely find that the three needles at the base of the thigh were where the venom spread. From this, he would find the poisonous needles inlaid on the leather saddle. Chen Qianhu was inferred that Chen Qianhu was actually not drinking tea in the Yamen Court of Shuntian Mansion. Poisoned, but someone made hands and feet in the saddle.

This can be seen from the fact that neither Wang Yanei and his son were monitored and summoned by Jin Yiwei last night. At that time, the father and son were both in the courtroom and it was impossible to attack the saddle.

Jin Yiwei still had some abilities, and immediately ruled out everyone in the courtroom, and put the suspicion on people who might have come into contact with Chen Qianhu’s horses.

The Sijia Inn opposite Shuntianfu Yamen is the focus of Jinyiwei’s investigation.

Wei Caiwei expected the incident at Huidong Window when he put the poisoned needle. Knowing the rules of Sijia Inn that they would charge two nights in the hotel after noon, she pretended to be a newcomer, and spent time at the inn for lunch before checking out, and arguing with the inn shopkeeper.

She deliberately wanted the shopkeeper to remember her—because a real killer, she hoped that she would be silent, not to attract anyone’s attention, and would never quarrel with the shopkeeper over the accommodation fee for one more night!

Moreover, the killer would not leave his real name and address, and ran away after killing. How could it be possible that Jin Yiwei came to the door in Tianshui Lane like her obediently?

Wei Caiwei had expected Jin Yiwei to come, but she didn’t expect Jin Yiwei to come so fast that she almost broke Wang Yanei and stayed at her home.

At this time, Jin Yiwei who searched the house came to report one by one, “Master Lu, no suspicious objects were found.”

It turned out that the young man Jin Yiwei was surnamed Lu.

After reading the household posts and inquiring about Wei Caiwei, Master Lu also felt that Wei Caiwei was unlikely to kill Lu Qianhu’s murderer.

Being able to kill Chen Qianhu by hiding the poison needle in the saddle, it is impossible to arguing with the innkeeper the next day and leaving the correct address to wait for Jin Yiwei to come to him.

What’s more, before killing Chen Qianhu, the murderer also cut the throat of Chen Qianhu’s eldest son!

Killing two people in one day is impossible for a little widow.

Master Lu stood up from Luohan’s couch and waved again, “We have disturbed Doctor Wei today. Let’s withdraw.”

As soon as the voice fell, a Jin Yiwei excitedly picked a dead mouse, “Master Lu, there is something to be gained! This house does contain poisons! You see, the rats are all poisoned!”

At this time, Wei Caiwei can’t wait to castrate her dead ghost husband: Wang Yanei! If I want you to deal with dead mice, you just throw them into the yard! How lazy are you!

Wei Caiwei was thinking how to make excuses, but Wang Daxia’s voice came from outside the door, “Come and see, everyone! Jinyiwei kicks the widow’s door in the light of the day, a group of big masters bullying a little widow! Is there any heaven? And Wang Fa? Do you know who owns this house? If you break my door, you have to lose money! This lawsuit is justified even before the imperial court!”

Wang Daxia actually went back and forth, with the risk of being caught and going home and confined to help me out?

Wei Caiwei changed her mind again: Maybe he can really rescue it?

The author has something to say: Wei Caiwei: Every day I am jumping repeatedly between emasculating it and keeping the roots!

Wang Daxia: I do not know whether I am jumping repeatedly between survival and death every day.