Hearing that it was the request of General Duan's heir, the Tiancheng Army team immediately rushed to the city gate to check the funeral procession with their eyes shining - when will they not flatter at this time?

Hastily saw that the men were quite tall, except for the coffin bearer, most of them had yellow muscles and thin faces, and there were no stick wounds on the bright faces, so they asked casually that the two of them spoke with the accent of Jingshi.

"The time for burial is coming, can the military master raise his noble hand?" The man holding the guide flag asked politely, and took out a copper coin from his sleeve cage and handed it over.

The team was resolutely unwilling to accept bribes on the cusp of this storm, but he was also a little hesitant for a while, not knowing whether to detain this group and continue to investigate.

What he's good at is just catching people, and he doesn't know much about checking anything, he looked left and right, and his eyes glanced at Eleven Lang to get a hint.

Without waiting for Rong Shiyi to look for Wen Yuan again, he himself appeared directly without caring about his safety, and looked at the man holding the guide flag without squinting and asked, "What is the relationship between you two and the mourner?" ”

"Mother and son." The man replied without thinking, according to common sense, those who hold the guide flag should be filial sons.

"What about the potters and the tablets?" Wen Yuan looked at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old half-year-old boy again, and the other party hung his head and replied in a soft voice that it was the eldest grandson.

"Since you are the eldest grandson, then who is your grandmother, point me out." Wen Yuan quickly threw out this sentence, it stands to reason that the eldest son should be the eldest son who holds the tablet, and the eldest grandson holds the tablet but there are very few, it is worth asking.

“…… Phew. The young man looked up with a hesitant look, then pointed to the man who held up the guide flag and recognized him as his father, and then pointed to a woman behind him and said that it was his mother.

The father had a beard, about thirty or so long. Mother, because she claims to be a poor village woman and does not wear a hat, she can see her age clearly at a glance, and she is obviously less than twenty-five or sixteen.

Wen Yuan stood beside Zheng Zheng, did not enter the funeral procession, looked at the woman from afar and said, "How old are you this year?" ”

"Two-four." The woman shuddered at her, and then blurted out her age.

Wen Yuan sneered: "Twenty-four? Did you have a son when you were ten years old? ”

"No, no, thirty-four!" "She's a stepmother." The so-called Auntie and Grandpa replied in unison, and after speaking, the two looked at each other in horror, and then quickly changed their words to - "The slave is the stepmother", "She looks young".

"......" This time, without Wen Yuan's guidance, the team also knew that there was definitely something wrong with this group of people, and shouted, "Take it down for me!" ”

Hearing this, the mourners immediately threw away the filial piety on their heads, waved the mourning stick, and a scuffle began, the Tiancheng army team was only twelve people, and Wen Yuan and the Rong brothers were slightly less than the thieves. Fortunately, the young man had no strength to restrain the chickens and had to be guarded by two people, which suddenly relieved a lot of pressure.

Not long after, the guards at the gate of the city took out another person to notify Jin Wuwei, and thirty or forty people rushed up and quickly wiped out the thieves and sent them to Dali Temple for detention and sudden interrogation.

During the period, there was also a small episode, Tianchengjun everyone thought that the one who raised the most words to guide the road was the thief, and he really spared no effort to catch him with the five-rank official position for the reward, and his own people also quarreled with each other, almost did not beat each other, and in the end it was the team that bullied others with power to win the first place.

It's a pity that during the interrogation, everyone learned that the person who carried the coffin that Wen Yuan took down with all his strength was a thief! Because he didn't know the Beijing accent, he shrank to the far corner. The young man who was pulled out by Wen Yuan for questioning was the outer chamber of the King of Shu, and he was afraid that his father's bad deeds would be liquidated and he was ready to escape.

"It's really worthy of Eijinao!" Everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a detective from the sky.

It was he who found that something was wrong with the funeral procession, he was the one who interrogated the problem, and it was he who caught the thief to return him.

How lucky it is to have completed the official title that others can only obtain at the age of forty or fifty before the age of twenty-five!

Wen Yuan replied to his colleagues: "Because the former often glances behind him when answering questions, and after the fight, one of them takes a protective posture towards the thief, so a certain person suspects him." ”

As for why he was eyeing this group of people, Wen Yuan replied when he faced the saint: "In the ordinary funeral procession, there are generally balanced men and women, but this group of people are all in the prime of life, only three women of the same age and a young man, this is the first suspicion. Second, the boy and two of the women were white-skinned and frail, not at all like peasant commoners. The humble question is really wrong, one is an ordinary Beijing accent, and the other is a scholar's elegant dialect. Furthermore, upon closer inspection, it was found that they were dressed in coarse cloth, but some were wearing leather boots with a faint leather belt around their waists......"

He was so reasonable, and eloquently talked about it, and won the eyes of the saint himself, and immediately sent a reward and other rewards, and sent them to the Rong Mansion like a stream. As for the official position, this has to be studied and then edicted, and then it will be reviewed by the Zhongshu and implemented by the Shangshu Province, and it needs to wait.

Of course, the saint who solved the big case was overjoyed, and immediately said that not only would he definitely have a five-rank official position, but he would also give Yan Bing an order at the same time, and he would never break his word!

……

After returning home, Detective Wen Yuan gently hugged his wife and said, "Actually, I didn't know that he was the thief, and I didn't find out that there was something wrong with that group of people after observation. ”

"What's that?" Yan Bing was extremely surprised, couldn't it be that she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and suddenly went to investigate?

Unexpectedly, Wen Yuan gritted his teeth and reported the man's nickname: "I know him - Jia Mazi." ”

Then, he said in a tone that was both painful and emotional: "The villain who chased and killed us for a bag of golden melon seeds and killed Sanniang was him!" Finally...... Sanniang can finally look at it. ”