Chapter 587 Ramie Lane
After hearing this, Han Changdu's face was completely gloomy.
The scene here is exactly the same as the death of Lord Rong.
He shouldn't be lucky, thinking that those people still have a kind heart that can be recovered, they don't, they have already lost their hearts.
He turned his head to Leng Linjiang and said: "Yungui, in two days, the holy car will leave Beijing for Yuhua Mountain, and the Marquis of Anning's Mansion and the Marquis of Anchang's Mansion are also among the companions, if the whereabouts of Mrs. Shizi are still unknown, once these people leave the capital, I am afraid that it will be more difficult to find out her whereabouts in the future." β
Leng Linjiang also knows this, the daughter of the eldest princess Rongzhen who died, is his cousin, although he does not interact with or get close on weekdays, but the blood relatives are soaked in the bones, and they can't be changed, and he doesn't want her to live and see the corpse like this, so he said solemnly: "Sheng Siyuan means that he doesn't want to make a noise, I also think that now that the holy car is about to go, whether the deceased is An Jinyu or not, it is not easy to investigate this matter with great fanfare." β
Han Changdu's face was embarrassed: "It's not difficult to keep quiet about this matter, it's rare that most of the people of the Internal Security Department have to rush to the palace first, but I'm afraid that there will be a shortage of people." β
Leng Linjiang naturally knew Han Changdu's difficulties, and the safety of Emperor Yong'an was definitely the most important, but this case was also related to a human life, the longer it dragged on, the more difficult it would be to find out the truth, if An Jinyu was still alive, the later she found out the truth, the slimmer her chances would be.
After being silent for a moment, Leng Linjiang pondered: "That's it, in the past two days, I will take people to check the Anning Hou Mansion and the Anchang Hou Mansion, and the corpses still have to be sent to the Internal Security Division, please ask Sun Cheng to conduct another inquest." β
Han Changdui glanced outside, and in the deep night, the narrow alley became more and more cramped and dark.
"There are many narrow streets and alleys in Xiupingfang, and you can't walk the carriage, the murderer can only carry people in, and the narrow alley also leaves traces of walking with heavy objects, although it is the middle of the night, but it is difficult to guarantee that someone will see the murderer, and how they avoid the night patrol cavalry secret sentry, also needs to be investigated in detail." Han Changwan paused, and glanced up at Leng Linjiang: "There are also many people living near the deserted house, and the murderer's whereabouts cannot be completely hidden. β
That's what he said, but in his heart he already decided that this matter was done by Fu Xiang, and Xie Liangmo's handwriting must be indispensable among them.
It's just that there is no evidence, and the name Xie Liangmu must not be said easily.
Leng Linjiang naturally knew that there were thousands of things, and there were no people everywhere, but at the moment of traveling in the holy car, there were not enough people, so he sighed: "What you said is right, He Denglou is quite cautious and tight-mouthed, so let him take someone to visit Xiupingfang." β
Han Changwan nodded in agreement: "In the case of Lord Rong, there are still some clues, and I will arrange for someone to investigate them together." After speaking, as soon as he looked up, he saw that before he could give his command, Yao Ji was already holding a pen and paper and carefully tracing the runes painted on the wall.
He paused slightly: "After the rune is described, I will hand it over to Bao Cheng and let him check it as soon as possible, Yao Qi has been injured a little, but it is okay to find someone to investigate, she has always been as careful as a hair, when you inquire about the Anning Hou Mansion and the Anchang Hou Mansion, take her with you." β
"Ah Ji will definitely be tired." Leng Linjiang raised his eyebrows and said: "I am familiar with Jin Wuwei's righteousness, and I will entrust him to inquire about the matter of the night patrol." β
"Jianyi," Han Changdui was very familiar with this name, and after a while in his mind about his life, he asked lightly: "Is it the right guard commander Jianyi?" β
Leng Linjiang nodded, and was about to speak, when a noisy voice suddenly came from outside, interrupting his thoughts.
Han Changwei didn't ask anything more, Jian Yi's background is very clean and innocent, he was born in a down-and-out family, he rose to prominence in Jin Wuwei eleven years ago, Leng Linjiang was only ten years old at that time, and he would not be very familiar with his past experience.
In the past ten years, Jian Yi has been promoted extremely fast, from the twelve captains without grades, all the way to the commander of the left guard of the fourth grade, if there is no guidance from a master behind him, and there is no nobleman to support, it is impossible to do it.
Han Changwan faintly felt that the person who carried Jian Yi and the person who cultivated Yao Qi should be the same person.
Suddenly there was a loud shout from He Denglou next door, and the noise suddenly became dumb, as if someone had choked his neck.
In just a few moments, there was a sound of questioning from the empty room next door, which was very organized and orderly.
Han Changwan was relieved and instructed Yao Qi and Zhang Youli to search this room carefully again, and there should be no omission.
He himself was not idle, with one hand behind his back and the other hand holding a dim lantern, he called Qiao Yanda to go with him outside the house and patrol carefully.
At this time, it was very dark, and the curved moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the already dim moonlight became more and more faint and sparse.
There are black holes in all directions, and wherever the dim lights of the bean shine, there is a layer of yellow halo.
There was still a narrow alley at the back of the house, and on one side was the back wall of the row of deserted houses, and there were a few narrow and small windows, and the carved wooden lattices were a little rotten and fell off most of them, and the window paper was torn and fluttered in the night wind.
On the other side of the wall was the back wall of another row of houses, and there were still a few small windows in the wall, but the windows of the black hole were still intact, and the bed was covered with thick clear paper, which had been dull and yellowed for a long time, and in some places there were a few patches.
In this case, it is clear that there are people living in these houses.
But there was such a big movement in the deserted house, and the people in this house did not react, and even the lights did not turn on, which was obviously not right.
He beckoned, called Qiao Yanda, and asked in a low voice, "Who lives in this row of houses in front of you?" β
Qiao Yanda glanced up, his expression was a little complicated, and he whispered with difficulty: "That's, Ramie Lane." β
"Ramie Lane?" Han Changwan heard the hesitation and difficulty in Qiao Yanda's words, and saw those swarthy windows like black holes, staring silently at the broken windows of the deserted house, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "What's wrong?" β
Qiao Yanda's voice became lower and lower: "Just, in that winding alley, there are all people who live in it, and they are all widows. β
He said it harshly, Han Changwan understood it, and said lightly: "All women? β
Qiao Yanda nodded silently: "My lord, they are also miserable, the world, difficult, too, there is no way to do it." He paused: "Also, please raise your noble hand." β
Han Changdui stared at him silently, not committal, and he understood why there was such a big movement in the deserted house, but there was not even a single light in that row of houses.
Without him, he is afraid of causing trouble and afraid that the government will come to investigate.
After a moment of silence, he instructed Qiao Yanda: "Go and ask Yao to join the army." β
After a while, Yao Qi walked out suspiciously, and asked blankly, "My lord, what have you discovered?" β
Han Changdui raised his chin towards the black-hole windows: "Ramie Lane, you, go and inquire." β
Yao Qi was stunned for a moment, who doesn't know Ramie Lane, Ramie Lane, no, it should be said that among the few miles in the south, who doesn't know Ramie Lane, although she hasn't been here, she has long been familiar with this alley.
This ramie alley is not only known by the people, Fang Zheng knows, and the government also knows a little bit about it, but the people living in this alley are all hard-working people who have to do their best to live, and they are willing to use the most inferior and despised means to make a living, and they are not willing to be a traitor.
But in the middle of the night, as long as you knock on the door of a house, everyone next to you must be alarmed, and this movement is a little too big.
She asked thoughtfully: "It's so late, I guess I'm resting, it's a bit disturbing to knock on the door at this time, right?" β
Hearing this, Qiao Yanda glanced at Yao Qi in surprise, this girl came with the Major Envoy of the Internal Security Division, although she did not introduce her history, but she thought that she should also be a person from the yamen, how could she be so naΓ―ve?
What kind of place is Ramie Lane, it is more lively at night than during the day!
When I went to bed so early, I wanted to starve myself to death.
Hearing Yao Qi's words, Han Changwei also glanced at Yao Qi, he didn't believe that Yao Qi didn't understand anything, and said lightly sarcastically: "The government inquires, you have to get up when you sleep!" β
Yao Qi naturally knew that she had asked a stupid question, but she was at a loss, and the little abacus in her heart crackled.
Ramie Lane, a place soaked in bitter water, should let Han Changdui go and see with his own eyes to see the alley under the cover of this pile of gold and jade.
She was thoughtful, with a hesitant look on her face: "This, it's not convenient to go to a humble position." β
"It's all women, so it's naturally the most convenient for you to go." Han Changdui said lightly.
Yao Ji shook his head with a sly expression: "Adults don't understand, it's not easy for women to talk to women, and men and women are the best to talk." β
"......" Han Changwan was dumbfounded, stunned for a moment, and saw Yao Qi hurriedly walking back to the deserted house, and quickly pulled Leng Linjiang out, Leng Linjiang was still struggling, but how did he look like he was half-pushing and half-pushing.
"I'm not going, I'm not going, I'm going to that kind of place, I'm not going to have enough money." Leng Linjiang squirmed.
Yao Qi smiled narrowly: "No, just go and ask, what's the matter with Guan Yinzi?" β
Leng Linjiang said calmly: "Raise your hand and don't hit the rich." β
"......" Yao Qi choked, raised his hand and slapped Leng Linjiang with a "snap": "Then I can't make a mistake, whether you go or not." β
Leng Linjiang pursed his lips, made a helpless appearance, and slowly moved towards Ramie Lane.
Yao Qi smiled silently, didn't say anything to Han Changdu, and turned back to the deserted house.
Still, finding something is far more interesting than asking questions.
After watching the scene where Fang Cai was full of tacit understanding, Han Changdu's heart was inexplicably a little astringent, he smiled self-deprecatingly, and walked over after Leng Linjiang's back.
Qiao Yanda hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and followed the two into the night.
Three yellowish lanterns move gently at the mouth of the winding alley, illuminating a narrow and winding winding alley.
As soon as he reached the mouth of the winding alley, a black shadow suddenly passed under the lamp, hitting the lantern violently, and the dim flame swayed a few times, and instantly extinguished a lamp.
Leng Linjiang was so frightened that he staggered back two steps, met a pair of green eyes in the dark, and a layer of white sweat appeared on his back in an instant.
The green eyes blinked, and with a "meow", it turned out to be a wild cat with a pitch-black body.
"Ouch, I'm scared to death." Leng Linjiang slapped his chest twice and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Qiao Yanda often walks this road, Rao is so, he was still startled by the cat, turned his head and saw that Han Changdui was still indifferent, not frightened at all, and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "This, there are many wild cats and wild dogs in the alley, startling the adults, the villain is leading the way in front, and the two adults are careful of their feet." β
On the walls on both sides of the curved alley, the doors and windows are tightly closed, and under the dim lights, although the black doors and windows are old and peeling off the paint, they look a little mottled, but they are spotlessly clean.
Most of the other winding alleys were muddy, and even if they were paved with bluestone slabs, the road was full of sewage and garbage, and it was full of disgusting stench.
But the ground of Ramie Lane was cleaned cleanly, the lights fell on the ground, and even the cracked stone patterns on the bluestone slabs were clearly visible, and the thin dew floated on the bluestone slabs, glowing with light cyan water.
There was also a faint smell of fat powder in the air, which was cheap but not so rich and not so unacceptable.
Walking into the alley, Han Changdui said in a low voice: "Qiao Yanda, you can talk about this ramie alley." β
Qiao Yanda knew that he didn't say anything today, and he was afraid that he would not be able to get by, so he simply turned his heart sideways and said in a low voice: "There are all women living in Ramie Lane, some are widowed, and some are abandoned by their husband's family and can't go back to their parents' house, in order to survive, do some," he hesitated: "Do some leather and meat business, but I haven't opened a voucher bill in the government." β
Han Changdui nodded, that is to say, there were secret prostitutes living in Ramie Lane, and they started a skin and meat business without the permission of the government.
He asked casually: "How many families live in the alley, and are they all there?" β
Qiao Yanda hesitated and said: "There are a total of forty-three families living in Ramie Lane, I can't say all of them, eight or nine out of ten." β
Han Changwei asked again: "Wannian County, haven't you come to check?" β
Qiao Yanda's heart chuckled, the corners of his lips were pursed very tightly, thinking that after dawn, he had to quickly notify these people to go out and avoid it.
"I know that." Leng Linjiang was silent for a moment, and suddenly spoke: "The Lin County Order of Wannian County told me about this. β
Hearing Leng Linjiang's words, Han Changwan didn't ask any more questions, and walked straight to the depths of Qu Alley.
Qiao Yanda didn't know if this matter was over, and he didn't know if Han Changdui would find the back account, so he looked at Leng Linjiang cautiously, with a faint hint of pleading in his eyes.
Leng Linjiang shook his head slightly and chased after Han Changdu.
Han Changdui walked to the middle of the alley and stopped, the back windows of the two west-facing houses facing the back windows of the deserted house.
The doors and windows of the two houses were closed, and the doors were covered with thin indigo curtains, half-washed and white.
Han Changdui raised his arm, and the light flickered on the door curtain: "Qiao Fangzheng, go knock on the door." β
Qiao Yanda snorted, slapped the wooden door a few times, and didn't dare to shout loudly, his voice was a little deep: "Zhao Niangzi, open the door, open the door quickly." β
After a moment of silence, there was a very light footstep in the room, and he hurried to the door, but he did not open the door rashly, but only asked in a low voice through the door, "Who is it?" β
Listening to the voice, the person behind the door was not young anymore, and it didn't sound like he had been woken up suddenly, and there was no sleepiness in the voice.
Han Changdui and Leng Linjiang glanced at each other, revealing a look that was really like this.
He knew that such a big movement in the deserted house, even if it could not be heard in other houses, the people in these two rooms should be able to hear it, and if such a big thing was heard, there was no reason not to see it.
Qiao Yanda suppressed his voice and said, "Zhao Niangzi, it's me, Qiao Yanda." β
The person behind the door was stunned for a moment, and hesitantly opened a crack in the door, and saw that in the vast night, it was indeed Qiao Yanda standing at the door, and behind him, there were two extraordinary men.
The eyes of the man behind the door dodged, and he leaned against the door, and said in a low voice: "Fang Zheng, today, today's slave is not well, so he will not do business." β
Qiao Yanda held the door with his hand to prevent her from closing, and said in a low voice: "This is a nobleman, come to ask something, don't be confused!" β
The man behind the door thought for a moment, slowly opened the door, lowered his head, and his black hair hung loosely, and his smooth and shiny hair blocked his side face: "Then, then come in." As she spoke, she turned sideways, got out of the way, and confessed in a timid voice: "There is chaos in the house, nobles, nobles don't be suspicious." β
When several people entered the house, Mrs. Zhao hurriedly closed the door and lit an oil lamp.
Oil smoke curled under the window, and a faint fishy smell wafted out.
Mrs. Zhao hurriedly lit a stick of incense into the incense burner again, slightly dispelling the smell.
By the dim light of a bean, Han Changdui silently looked at the room.
There are green bricks on the ground, but these bricks are of different sizes and shapes, obviously scraps picked up from outside, but the advantage is that they are neatly paved, and the soil in the brick joints is also clean.
A table was placed against the wall, and a dark yellow bamboo vegetable cover was placed on the table, and through the sparse holes, you could see the first few plates of leftovers inside.
There is a small half plate of roasted pork, a large half bowl of shrimp stewed egg, and a few cherry ball tamales.
There was a Hu bed in the room, Leng Linjiang let Han Changwan sit on, and he smashed his butt on the earthen kang by the wall, the mattress on the kang was quite soft, and there was no sound.
As soon as he sat like this, he alarmed the little girl lying in the kang, and the child rolled over, muttered something sleepily, and fell asleep again.
Leng Linjiang realized that there was a small person lying on the kang, and hurriedly sat down honestly, for fear of waking up the little person.
The little girl was the most difficult to coax, and she couldn't stop crying.
Han Changwan glanced at Zhao Niangzi again, she looked nearly thirty years old, and her appearance was not good, but her skin was fair, her black hair was like a cloud, and the hand that had just lit the oil lamp did not look like a hand that was in a difficult life and worked all year round, there were no fine lines and calluses on her hands, and the joints were extraordinarily slender.
Zhao Niangzi was extremely embarrassed, her hands were tightly clutched at her clothes, her head was lowered, and she didn't dare to look up at the three of them.
Han Changdui stared at the shadows of the lights jumping on the earthen wall, and asked in a deep voice, "When the time arrives tonight, can Mrs. Zhao hear any movement in the back window?" β
This room is not big, and the back window is facing the back window of the deserted house, and the narrow winding alley can't stop the slightest sound, even if there is a light cough in the deserted house, this room can be heard clearly.
What's more, the earthen kang is under the window, lying on the kang, and you can hear it more clearly.
Now, the sound of footsteps in the deserted mansion was extremely clear, and Han Changdui could tell that it was the sound of Yao Qi walking and stopping, looking for physical evidence in the deserted mansion.
Zhao Niangzi shook her body like frightened, pursed the corners of her lips, and hesitated to say half a word.
Qiao Yanda felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly coughed lightly: "Zhao Niangzi, these two are the envoy of the Internal Security Department and the Shaoyin of Jingzhao Mansion, if you have something to say, you can say it directly, and no one can save you if you hide it." β
Hearing this, Zhao Niangzi was so frightened that she fell to the ground with a "poof", and knocked her head to the ground: "Slave, slave didn't hear anything, slave is tired today, early, early went to bed, slave didn't hear anything, didn't see anything." β
She kowtowed heavily as she repeated those words over and over again, full of panic.
Han Changwan and Leng Linjiang looked at each other in surprise, they just asked a question, as for being scared like this?
Of course, Han Changwan didn't believe that Zhao Niangzi didn't hear anything and didn't see anything, but it was rare to lie so frighteningly and full of loopholes.
The little girl on the kang was woken up by the sound of Zhao Niangzi's kowtow, sat up suddenly, and saw that there were so many more people in the room, Zhao Niangzi was still kneeling on the ground, and she cried out with a "wow".
Leng Linjiang closed his eyes helplessly.
The little girl cried, it was not easy to coax, I was afraid that I couldn't ask anything.
Hearing the little girl crying, Mrs. Zhao couldn't care about kowtowing, so she rushed to the kang and picked her up and coaxed her gently.
Leng Linjiang glanced at Han Changdu.
Han Changwan also glanced back at Leng Linjiang helplessly, stood up and ordered: "If Zhao Niangzi thinks of something, tell Qiao Fangzheng." β
Mrs. Zhao was holding the child, her face was hidden behind the child's body, and she couldn't see the expression on her face, only heard her low "um".
The three of them walked out of the house, and Zhao Niangzi immediately closed the door tightly, obviously frightened.
Leng Linjiang touched his nose, full of puzzlement: "Jiuchao, are we so scary?" β
Han Changwan glanced at Leng Linjiang lightly: "It's not us, it's you." β
"......" Leng Linjiang sighed.
Han Changdui stood in the winding alley, was silent for a moment, and saw the black windows in the ramie alley, Fang Cai's knock on the door was not deliberately concealed, but no room was lit up.
There was a dead silence in Ramie Alley, and the slightest movement was exceptionally clear, and there were low voices in a few rooms, and the scalps of those who listened to it were numb.
Leng Linjiang showed an expected expression and turned his head to glance at Han Changdu.
Han Changdui's face sank, and he told Qiao Yanda to knock on the door of the next room.