Bai Yue wanted to follow him to open the coffin and conduct an autopsy, but Jian Yu was actually unwilling from the bottom of his heart. The Dali Temple needed a widow, but he really didn't need his fiancée to be a widow, but since she proposed it, she couldn't refuse.
Bai Yue also appreciated this very much about Jian Yu. Women in this era believed that not having talent was a virtue. They never left the house or took a second step. Even for Mrs. Jian and the others, their daily life was just their own small courtyard.
But Jian Yu thought that was too boring. He was a person who traveled around when he was young. He only felt that the mountains and rivers were magnificent and life was unrestrained. Regardless of whether he was a man or a woman, it was too unfair to be trapped in a corner all day long.
"I often go out." When he asked Bai Yue to learn to ride a horse before going to Wanshou Garden, Jian Yu said: "If you learn to ride a horse, you can go with me wherever you are not in a hurry or dangerous place. You will always be in the capital."
What's the point? How about I take you to go sightseeing, eat, drink and have fun?"
It was so good that Bai Yue gave Jian Yu a small red flower and praised it dozens of times without repeating it.
Jian Yu looked outside: "Liang Meng, let's go to Tan's house together."
The air pressure in the Tan family is now terribly low, and the entire mansion is covered with black clouds. Tan Mintian walked around the house several times with a sullen face, and said irritably: "This won't work, mother, she will definitely be discovered."
The door of the room was closed, and there were only Tan Mintian, Tan Mu, and his first wife, Mrs. Xu, inside. All three of them looked bad.
Tan's mother was also very depressed: "Dali Temple has always investigated serious crimes, so why did it focus on our family? Although Mr. Liang left today, he obviously didn't believe it. I'm afraid he will come again.
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As soon as he said so and so, Jian Yu came with his people.
The Tan family was a third-rank minister of Dali Temple. They were just merchants in the silk business. Although the business was good and the family was quite wealthy, they could not be ranked in the capital. When they heard that Jian Yu was coming, they hurriedly came out to greet him.
Jian Yu was too lazy to greet him and went straight to the point: "I am Jian Yu, the minister of Dali Temple, and you are Tan Mintian?"
"Yes, yes, you are just a villain." Tan Mintian did not dare to sit down in front of Jian Yu. Although he was more than ten years older than Jian Yu, he still had to stand respectfully in front of him.
Jian Yu said: "Tan Mintian, you should know why I'm here."
"I know, I know." Tan Mintian smiled bitterly: "My lord must have come here for the bitch Liu Jieling, but she really died of illness. I have already made it clear to you when this lord came just now."
Tan Mintian pointed at Liang Meng. Liang Meng's expression did not change. He had indeed made it clear, but it was obvious that Jian Yu was not satisfied with what he said, so he came to visit in person.
"Although you have made it clear, there are many doubts and cannot be solved." Jian Yu said: "Now Liu Wenyi has proposed to open the coffin for an autopsy and let the widower determine the exact cause of Liu Jieling's death. I think this is the best way. What do you think?
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Tan Mintian had a bitter look on his face, and he was probably scolding him in his heart. He thought, "Of course it's not good, it's very bad."
But he could kick Liu Wenyi out, but he didn't dare to even show a bad look towards Jian Yu.
"Sir, you must not do it." Tan Mintian said repeatedly: "Ling'er has an infectious disease. She has red spots on her face and body, which is very scary. The doctor said that fortunately it was cold, and it would be easy to pass by in summer, so
So he was buried as soon as possible. Now if the coffin is opened for autopsy, what if the disease is spread?"
Now that Jian Yu is here, he naturally won't listen to Tan Mintian. He said calmly: "I already know about Liu Jieling's condition, but the doctor can't confirm it when he returns home. Even the servants in your house can't testify."
Tan Mintian wanted to say more, but Jian Yu waved his hand: "Besides, if Liu Jieling's illness really affects people, simply burying it is useless. After the body's coffin rots, the illness will spread through the running water and air. Da Zhou is right.
The way to dispose of the corpse of this disease is to burn it completely."
Jian Yu was very serious: "Although I am your fourth aunt, the epidemic has affected the safety of the capital, and the coffin must be opened and dealt with again. Tan Mintian, you are doing a good business and you are a sensible person. You should know the stakes."
Not to mention that he insists that Liu Jieling died of illness. Even if he admits that she was killed, it is too late. Jian Yu said that at this point, the coffin must be opened or not.
Tan Mintian's expression was very painful, and he couldn't express the pain, which made it even more painful.
Jian Yu just looked at Tan Mintian without saying a word, exuding strong pressure without anger. He became the minister of Dali Temple at a young age, not because of the shadow of his family, but because of real swords and guns. Tan Mintian's behavior
This kind of businessman is no match at all.
After watching for a while, Jian Yu stood up and said, "Tan Mintian, this is your last chance. If I leave this room and find out from Liu Jieling's coffin that things are different from what you said, you will have no chance to regret it."
Although Bai Yue has never seen Dali Temple post the slogan of leniency for those who confess and leniency for those who resist, it is generally the same in every generation. Surrendering oneself always results in some tolerance and preferential treatment.
Seeing Jian Yu really turning around to leave, Tan Mintian panicked and quickly went up to grab Jian Yu.
Liang Meng stretched out his knife hand, and Tan Mintian immediately retracted his hand.
"My lord, stay here, my lord, stay here." Tan Mintian sweated all over his forehead, and finally he couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Hey."
This sound was very interesting, as if a secret could no longer be hidden, but there was no panic about the murder being discovered.
Tan Mintian turned to the servants in the mansion and said, "You all go out and close the door."
The maids and servants responded and stepped back one by one.
What's the secret behind this? Bai Yue became interested. It seemed that there was something behind Liu Jieling's death.
After Tan Mintian retreated, he stretched out his hand to rub his face and said in a resentful tone: "Master Jian, to be honest, it's not that I don't want you to open the coffin, but that the coffin is simply empty.
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"Empty?" Everyone was surprised.
"Yes, it's empty, there's no one inside." Tan Mintian sighed: "Liu Jieling is not dead at all."
"Why is this?" Jian Yu frowned and looked at him: "Speak clearly."
Tan Mintian looked angry and said repeatedly: "My family is unlucky. My family is unlucky. I am afraid that adults will laugh at me if I tell you. Liu Jieling has been in my family for seven years. I have provided food for her and clothes for him. I have never treated him unfairly. But she actually hooked up with a salesman.
I eloped with that salesman four days ago."
Although I heard a few words from the maid before that Tan Mintian suspected Liu Jieling of having an affair and quarreled, I never expected that it was not just the affair, but that the whole person ran away.
Tan Mintian sat down in annoyance: "Although I am just a businessman, I still want to lose face, so I announced to the public that Liu Jieling died of a sudden illness and was buried hastily. Otherwise, if people point at her spine and make fun of her, how can she go out to meet people in the future."
Tan Mintian's face was filled with anger, shame, and regret, which made him feel a little pitiful in the eyes of everyone.
"Her sister Liu Wenyi, I actually know that she is not here to ask for money, but she keeps fussing and can't hide the matter." Tan Mintian said in disgust: "I can never tell her about this matter. If I tell her, it will be like telling the whole world.
Beijing. She won’t believe it and will definitely make up another story.”