: Cleanse the dust but not the heart (15)

Author: Han Xuefei

: Cleanse the dust but not the heart (15)

During the past, Gu Buquan always felt that the deceased's face was telling her something, but the feeling that Wang Ma gave her was more like trying hard to hide something.

Why is her sadness more than the pain caused by poison? And why does she grit her teeth and refuse to make a cry for help?

"She knows the murderer, and she is the one she is trying hard to protect?"

Gu Biaoquan was startled by his thoughts.

Over the years, she has followed her master to sell coffins, collect corpses, and carve tombstones. She has also investigated several murderers. This is the first time she has seen the deceased trying hard to hide it for the murderer. Who is the murderer?

"Let's go, Lord Shangshu is still waiting to have tea together."

Seeing Gu Buquan staring at Wang Ma's body blankly, General Rong began to urge him again, and sent Cha waiter to report the case to Jingzhao Prefecture Office early.

"The people from Jingzhao Prefecture will arrive soon. They are all good at investigating cases. They will definitely be able to return the Wang Ma family to justice. Don't worry, aunt."

General Rong took action first and then reported. If Jingzhao Government Office takes over the case, he cannot ignore it. Then there will be nothing he has to do with this case. Wouldn't he be happy to be happy?

Gu Buquan gave him a blank look, but he still wanted to ask Lord Shangshu first.

At this time, someone shouted: "Scholars should be motivated, the God-Captain Department does not care about the murder case."

It sounds like the incomprehensibleness of scholars is incompatible with the murder case, but it hits the soft hearts of these scholars hard.

It is said that the field of medicine is like a battlefield, with thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge. There are very few people who are on the list in each round of the Encai exam. There are many students who come with hope and return disappointed.

Most of the families present are poor, so who can guarantee that they will not starve to death on the streets one day?

They soon squeezed to the front of the Xichen Tea House and asked the Shangshu inside to come out and investigate the murderer thoroughly and uphold justice for the dead Wang Ma family.

Gu Buquan was stunned.

Although the shouting was a strong Cantonese accent, she still heard a familiar smell.

"Master, is it you?"

But the sound did not sound again, and the sound of the scholars shouting were filled with the sound of shouting.

"Although the people are divided into different levels, the life of the beggar is also a life, and Wang Ma is also a family member of our scholars. Now she dies for no reason, and the God of the Conqueror ignores the situation, and the Shangshu also ignores it, which is a disappointment for all students in the world."

"Yes, that poisonous green tea cake comes from the Xichen Tea House, and the owner of Mansion Shen should come out to give everyone an explanation."

The scholars were all filled with righteous indignation, but the tea shop was filled with peace.

No matter how earth-shaking the quarrels outside are, it does not affect the "celebrity and great scholars" in the tea shop continuing to drink tea and talk big.

For them, just a beggar died. In such a big world, they had long been accustomed to this kind of thing, and they didn't even have the interest to take a look.

They are both people and not ordinary people. They regard themselves as noble and do not have any connection with high-ranking officials like Shangshu. At the same time, they also look down on the lowest-class people who are busy filling their stomachs, not to mention that the dead one is a beggar.

The so-called "no matter is irrelevant" is nothing wrong with celebrities who are neither official nor civil.

But Lord Shangshu also sat so calmly and continued to drink tea, which made Gu Buquan unable to understand.

"Who is so angry that she is asking for guilt? Who is unhappy about the incomplete girl?"

Lord Shangshu looked at him and looked at General Rong again, and asked slowly while tasting tea.

"A man died, don't you care at all?" Gu Buquan asked.

Lord Shangshu put down the teacup and smiled and said, "It is not necessary to care about it."

"But you are an official, not an ordinary citizen. Now that Wang Ma's death is dead, are you not asking?"

"We need to ask, but it is not up to me to ask."

Lord Shangshu nodded, not anxious or annoyed at all, but just raised his eyes to ask General Rong.

"Have you reported to Jingzhao Mansion?"

"Sir, I have asked Cha waiter to report." General Rong replied calmly.

"Um."

Lord Shangshu then got up and walked out of the Xichen Tea House. The noisy scene immediately became quiet.

"I have heard of your requests and understood them."

Wang Shangshu is worthy of being the best among people. Facing the questioning of many scholars, he still remained calm.

"Just just now, you said that the people are divided into three, six, nine, and you can tell that officials are divided into three, six, nine? This official is the Minister of Rites, who is in charge of ceremonies and imperial examinations. For investigations, one is not his job, and the other is not his job, so you should not fool around. The public security affairs in the capital are originally controlled by the Jingzhao Prefecture, and they are more skilled in this. The so-called profession has its own responsibilities. Moreover, each department has its own responsibilities. If you cannot do your own job and interfere in other responsibilities at will, will the world not be confused?"

"You are all well-read people, and you will also have to go to the officialdom in the future. If you don't even understand the principles of doing your own jobs, then I advise you to pack your bags and go home immediately and not to enter the imperial examination. Because even if you are lucky enough to be on the list and have a job of one or two, you will definitely die in the future. It is not that my official's exaggeration, but this is a famous saying. You must remember it."

When all the scholars heard this, they looked ashamed, and they were silent, and even the strange scholar did not say anything.

Gu Biaoquan seemed to have some truth when he listened to Lord Shangshu's words. She understood the so-called shrimps have shrimps, crabs have crabs, and crabs have this truth.

I couldn't help but respect Lord Shangshu. I couldn't help but respect Lord Shangshu. Compared to the one or two gold coins that the Qingzhou Prefecture likes to personally go to the crime scene and make a fool of himself.

"We are not criticizing Lord Shangshu, but we feel that the God-Captain Department has a case that will not be investigated and will be liable."

After a long time, a scholar said.

Lord Shangshu glanced at General Rong and smiled slightly.

"You don't know that the Jingzhao God's Captain Department is directly under the control of the imperial palace. He only obeys the orders of the emperor and only investigates major cases. Although the life of a beggar is also a life, there is no need for the God's Captain Department to take over the case of a beggar. He has sent someone to report the case in time, without any problem."

After saying that, Lord Shangshu ignored the scholars, and turned around and returned to the tea shop to continue drinking tea.

"Please rest assured, the people from Jingzhao Government Office will arrive soon. If you find out that you have anything to do with this tea shop, you will definitely not be able to say anything. You must give the deceased an explanation."

Master Shen said this and left in a hurry, leaving the scholars dejected, but they were both dispersed and complained to each other.

"The Taozhuang case is clueless and there is no clue at all. Lord Zhangsi is already worried enough about this. Don't be on the waist of your pants and worry about whether you can hold it up day and night. How can you still have the mind and energy to take care of other cases?"

General Rong sat down with grievances on his face.

"If I hadn't followed Lord Shangshu to drink a few cups of tea, I would have been worried sooner or later."

"Speak less nonsense." Lord Shangshu stared at General Rong.

General Rong immediately closed his mouth, got up and poured tea for Gu Buquan himself, and moved the fruit snacks to her to please her.

"Miss Not Complete, Come on and have a green tea cake. Don't worry, this is definitely not poisonous."

Wouldn't General Rong look down on himself if he didn't eat it? What's more, the green tea cake is still so crystal clear and adorable that he can't help picking it up and biting it.

But she stopped quickly and said with a puzzled look: "No."

General Rong and the owner of Manor Chen were both startled, "Why isn't it right?"

Gu Buquan said: "This one has no smell of wine."

The owner of Manor Chen breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Today, the pastry chef was on a whim. He added a few drops of white wine when making green tea cakes, only for Lord Shangshu to try this new one. Just now, Lord Chen said good taste, and I was planning to instruct the kitchen to start making more for other seats to try. Girl does not like the smell of wine?"

"Uh... no, the wine tastes delicious."

Gu Biaoquan made a slap in excuses, took another bite of the green tea cake, chewing it carelessly, while her heart tightened and trembled slightly.

Because, she probably already understood who the murderer was.
Chapter completed!