Looking at the black blood at the corner of his mouth, he paused for a moment, and then he took out another silver needle, and a coroner, "Master, this maid is dead, I'm afraid she's poisoned. As for what kind of poison it is, I don't know." The doctor of Ma's mansion is very honest. Perhaps because of his superficial medical skills, he really can't detect any poison.

"But, go and report to the official, and say that someone has died in the mansion. Please come to Dali Temple." Master Feng's eyes were solemn, and he stared at everyone, making people breathless.

Whether it is a master of official or a grand tutor in the dynasty, the majesty cannot be underestimated.

The housekeeper dared not hesitate and was about to run out.

"stop!"

He turned his head and stood still. The voice was not from someone else, but from the concubine of Feng's mansion, Duan.

"Master, family scandals should not be made public, so why should I report to the official?" Duan said in a low voice, all of whom were thinking about Feng Mansion.

Master Feng was silent, his majesty remained undiminished.

"Father, although he is a girl, he has been serving in my Feng Mansion for many years. If he doesn't report to the official position, it's inappropriate. He always has to give an explanation." Feng Muze stood up and made a statement.

The servants were a little surprised. The eldest young master was used to being indifferent on weekdays. Even the young lady and his own sister died, he did not shed a single tear. Why did he still consider the maid today?

Could it be that he was kind-hearted? Or was he afraid that the servants would make a fuss?

Master Feng looked at the eldest son, his eyes sank, "Go, please ask someone from Dali Temple to check it out, invite the maid's parents, prepare 100 taels of silver, so they can't be disappointed."

The housekeeper got the accurate letter and did not dare to stay. He ran out quickly and headed straight for Dali Temple.

After a while, the person came. The person who came was familiar with Master Feng, Bu Qingchen, the son of Bu Shougong, now the Minister of Dali Temple.

"Qingchen has met Master Feng." Bu Qingchen is gentle and polite.

Master Feng nodded. He never underestimated this young man. His gentleness and eloquence were all fake. A talented and eloquent person had even more erratic methods. Otherwise, he would not have become a minister of Dali Temple at a young age.

If Bu Shoufu is an old fox, then Bu Qingchen is a smiling little fox.

When the little fox bites people, he will not even scream!

"Qingchen, the family is unfortunate. Come and see. This maid died inexplicably. I have to cause trouble for Dali Temple. My nephew is going to suffer." Master Feng looked sad, as if he cared about the life and death of the servant, after all, it was a life.

"There is a murder case in the mansion. Qingchen understands the Grand Master's mood and will handle it impartially and close the case as soon as possible." Bu Qingchen looked gentle and bowed his hands, very calm.

Master Feng nodded and silent.

Duan Jinxiu looked at the fair young master Bu, but her heart was filled with horror and uneasy.

"Taoshi, let the coroner perform an autopsy first. Qingchen asked the people some things, is it convenient?" Bu Qingchen stepped forward to ask, but his words were unquestionable.

Master Feng raised his eyes, looked directly at him, and said nothing, nodding again for a moment.

"Who did this little maid come into contact with today?" Bu Qingchen walked to the butler and spoke.

"Mr. Bu asked you what you said. Those who have met Xiaorong's maid today and those who have spoken to her will stand up!" The housekeeper understood and turned around and looked at everyone.

The servants have seen this scene no matter where they have seen it, and they all lowered their heads and kept silent.

After no one said anything for a long time, Master Feng stood up so angry that he pushed the chair behind him with force. With a "bang", the chair made a choke, and the people were trembling with fear.

"Sir, I, let me talk first." An old man stood up and knelt on the ground.

Feng Muze looked at it. This was Lao He in the grandmother's courtyard and the old servant in the family.

Before Bu Qingchen could speak, Lao He said to himself, "Xiao Rong is responsible for serving the old lady on weekdays, and basically stays in this courtyard. She is diligent and not troublesome, and her masters like it. She has a good relationship with everyone in the mansion and never causes trouble. She blushs when she talks on weekdays. She will not offend people at all." After Old He said that, he paused.

"Then who has she met today?" Bu Qingchen looked at him, his eyes curled, and he spoke lightly.

Old He looked up and glanced at the master, wanting to speak but stopping.

"Old He, tell me what you see." Master Feng still trusted him, served him for many years, and was honest and responsible.

After receiving the promise from the master, Old He said again: "Today, the second lady returned home and brought a lot of snacks. She came to see the old lady. When she saw Xiaorong, she asked her to go to the front yard to have snacks."

Duan Jinxiu stood up suddenly and was very angry: "Lao He, what do you mean? What does it have to do with Xin'er!"

Bu Qingchen silently and glanced at Master Feng.

"Duan, what are you doing?" Master Feng glared at her fiercely, a little annoyed that she was ignorant of the general idea.

Duan Jinxiu frowned and sat down again.

Bu Qingchen observed the subtleties, but did not move.

"Old He, continue talking." Master Feng said in a run voice.

"When I went to the front yard to deliver a broom, I saw Xiaorong and Xiao Cui gathered together to eat snacks. It was a big plate. The maids talked and laughed, and were very happy. Later, I came back to sweep the yard, and the girl also came back. After entering the old lady's house, she never came out. Later, the master came back,..." Lao He said what he saw and heard, the honest man was very honest and spoke very realistically.

"When I came back, I saw my mother and the maid lying on the ground. My mother saw that the corner of her mouth was bleeding and moved off the couch. Then, I asked the housekeeper to report the case." Master Feng took the following words, but couldn't figure it out.

Bu Qingchen was silent for a moment, then looked at the others, "Who are you Xiao Cui?"

Xiao Cui panicked and fell to the ground and fainted.

Master Feng looked at it, "Where is the doctor in the palace, wake her up!"

The doctor of the government stepped forward and pinched the person. Xiao Cui's maid woke up quietly, and everyone in the yard looked at her.

"Master, I don't know, how did Xiaorong die? I really don't know, it's not me, it's not me!" Xiao Cui was so scared that she was speechless, and tears almost fell.

After all, it was a little girl. Lord Bu asked me and didn't say you were murdering someone, hey!

"Just say that you have seen Xiaorong today, what have you done and what people you have seen," Bu Qingchen took two steps, stood in front of her, and smiled faintly.

Seeing that he was smiling and very gentle, Xiao Cui lost her previous nervousness.
Chapter completed!