Chapter 169: hair

Zhen Shicheng stared at Jiang Si from the corner of his eye.
How does this little girl know so much?
After a moment of emotion, Zhen Shicheng was a thoughtful person after all, and soon figured it out.
Yes, Ms. Jiang and Ms. Xie made a good relationship, and accidentally learned that some information from Yongchang Bofu was normal.
It's funny, he now has a mentality that can't help thinking about this girl.
Well, it's not good, how can you hold the elders in the future?
"Damousine went to the mansion for three months, can she enter the inner kitchen to do things?" Zhen Shicheng asked, putting aside these thoughts.
The inner kitchen is specially for the masters. Generally speaking, the chefs who can enter the inner kitchen are reliable people with outstanding cooking skills.
The steward said in a hurry: "It's really good that the damselfly made desserts with one hand, especially the eldest girl especially likes the desserts made by damselfly. The lady transferred the damselfly to the inner kitchen a few days ago—"
"Shut up!" Xie Yinlou shouted sharply, interrupting the steward.
Xie Qing's face was like golden paper, and she was shaking all over, covering her mouth and weeping silently.
If the murderer was the cook in front of you, wouldn't it be because she was greedy to lead a wolf into the room and killed her mother?
This idea almost made Xie Qingyao defeated.
The manager knew he had made a mistake, and hurriedly twitched his mouth: "Oh, look at the old slave's mouth, owe it!"
Xie Yinlou held his sister with one hand, and looked at the steward with cold eyes.
The manager was sweating profusely and couldn't help kneeling down.
Zhen Shicheng coughed.
Although he can understand the suffering of the suffering lord, this is the critical moment, and he is really going to get angry if he drags it back!
If the elder is not angry, he is really a Maitreya Buddha.
"Where is the damselfly from? What did you do before entering the house?"
The manager didn't dare to say anything, and looked at the damselfly.
On the contrary, the damselfly answered Zhen Shicheng's question very cooperatively: "The little woman's husband's family is from Nanhe. Two years ago, the man disappeared. He came to Beijing to set up a stall selling desserts to make a living."
"The capital from alone?"
"Yes."
Zhen Shicheng touched his beard: "I think you are not young, do you have no children?"
After Zhen Shicheng mentioned this, the damselfly expression changed noticeably for the first time, but she was obviously restrained, and paused for a while and said: "There is a son, which was gone two years ago..."
The steward who got up quietly sighed secretly.
At that time, I knew that the damselfly had nothing to worry about and suffered a pitiful encounter. The husband made an exception and transferred her into the inner kitchen in such a short time when the damselfly entered the house. In the eyes of the masters, people who are not concerned are always more reliable.
"The man and his son passed away at about the same time. I wonder what happened?"
The damselfly lowered her head, her eyes were red, and said: "The son fell into the water accidentally and drowned. Just such a son, the man was overwhelmed and ill, and he followed soon after."
"Then why did you go to Beijing?"
The damselfly sneered: "We are both diligent people and we have some family business. Too many people stare at me, a childless widow. The little lady always wants to live. I heard that the people in the capital live and work in peace and contentment and sell some. You should not worry about no one buying food, so I packed up and went to Beijing."
"How did the damselfly enter the mansion?" Zhen Shicheng looked at the steward.
In charge: "..." He was full of words, but he was afraid of being beaten!
Zhen Shicheng twisted his eyebrows and glanced at Uncle Yong Chang.
"My lord asks, just tell the truth!"
The manager wiped his sweat, and said: "The lady took the eldest girl to the Jumbo Pavilion to pick up jewelry. On the way back, when there was a long line in front of the damselfly dessert stall, she asked the maid to buy two desserts to eat. I didn't expect the desserts to be excellent. After the wife and the eldest girl had eaten, they couldn’t forget, and they sent people to the street to buy it twice. Later, the wife and the eldest girl went to the street again and went to the damselfly stall to buy desserts. It happened that the bully overturned the damselfly’s stall. So she called the damselfly and asked her if she would like to be a cook in the house, so the damselfly entered the house."
The steward pointed to Chunfang, a maid not far away: "When the lady brought the damselfly into the house, Chunfang told the villain."
Chunfang hurriedly said, "That's what the steward said."
A three-month-old middle-aged woman who was transferred to the inner kitchen of the Qianjin Mansion by exception, a middle-aged woman who can become a seller and go to Beijing alone after losing her son or husband...
Among other things, in terms of timing and itself, the damselfly has the ability to kill.
Zhen Shicheng's complexion sank: "Dama, then you can talk about why you want to kill Mrs. Uncle."
As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was in an uproar.
When I asked Qiu Lu's sister and Chaoyun earlier, Master Zhen had never clearly said that they were the murderers.
Is the damselfly the murderer of Madam? It's incredible.
The skin of the damselfly moved, and she remained calm: "The lady is kind to the little lady. The little lady is not crazy and stupid. Why would she kill the lady?"
"I have to ask you." Zhen Shicheng stared at the damselfly, and said sharply, "I don't want to call it truthfully!"
The damselfly knelt down gently, her expression calm: "The little lady was wronged."
"Wrong?" Zhen Shicheng sneered. "Come here, untie the damselfly's hair!"
Soon the two government officials stepped forward and held the damselfly arm.
The damselfly was struggling, and seeing the struggle, she shouted: "My lord, you said that the little woman is a murderer for no reason. Do you want to be beaten? The little woman is really wronged!"
"Shaoan, don't worry, this official ordered someone to untie your hair, just let everyone see the evidence."
Jiang Si quietly squeezed a sweat for Zhen Shicheng.
She has a good sense of smell to smell the scent of the damselfly. If Master Zhen uses this as evidence to convict the damselfly, I am afraid it will be untenable.
Zhen Shicheng seemed to perceive Jiang-like worry and stroked his beard triumphantly.
There is nothing that can be easily obtained, and it is really going to be compared by a little girl.
Master Zhen, who has dealt with cases for many years, completely forgot to be proud of being compared with a little girl.
The cloth towel wrapped around the damselfly's hair was quickly torn apart, revealing her hair.
It is said that it is beautiful hair, but in fact it is like Chaoyun, and it has a lot of gray hair.
The two women are very similar in this regard, and they are clearly not yet forty years old, they have already been born in Huafa.
"Look at how the damselfly's hair is different from others?" Zhen Shicheng asked in a deep voice.
"Grey hair!" a little maid blurted out.
The mother-in-law next to her hurriedly beat her, and whispered: "Little hoof, what's the matter with gray hair?"
She still has a lot of gray hair, is she a murderer?
Xie Qingyao stared at the damselfly, suddenly widened his eyes, and hesitated: "Her hair seems to be curly..."
Thanks to Xie Qingyao's reminder, all the people close to the damselfly saw it: the biggest difference between the damselfly's long hair and others is its twists and turns, which looks very special.
The damselfly raised her hands and held her hair, obviously uncomfortable with throwing her head out in full view, and said in a panic, "What on earth do you want, your lord?"
Zhen Shicheng took out the oil-paper cladding and opened it, revealing the two hairs inside: "These are the two hairs found in the wardrobe where the murderer is hiding. You can take a look. These two hairs are the same as those of the damselfly. They are both curly. !"