Chapter 1248: One Word, a Long Uproar!

What the aunt said was true, and the vegetable vendor next to her also believed it: "What a sin, you must have suffered so much injustice, so that two young masters of their family died one after another. I don't know how many more the ghost will kill." indivual."

"Aren't there two grandsons? I think the two children can't get better." After finishing speaking, the aunt sighed: "I just pitied two such young children. You said you have to pay for it with your life. Go find Mrs. Sun, the grandson's wife." Ah, what’s the point of finding a child?”

Liu Wei heard this and couldn't help but chat with her: "Is there a murder case here?"

The aunt took one look at him and saw that he was a fair-faced and handsome young man, and said, "You are not from our county, are you?"

Liu Wei said: "I passed through Guixian County and got off the boat just now."

When the aunt heard this, she said: "Then you have to leave quickly. We have several unsolved cases here. It's been a month and we still haven't found the murderer, and we don't know what kind of pervert the murderer is! You're from out of town. It’s best not to stay too long. Even honest local bosses like us go home right after work. If we stay outside for a moment longer, we might easily run into the murderer!”

Liu Wei nodded and accepted her aunt's advice, then poked her head in and asked, "Can you tell me more specifically?"

The aunt immediately lowered her voice, was mysterious, and started to talk about the complete science.

Wei Chou also went to buy a lot of things, mostly food. After staying on the ship for so long and eating only dry food, he was eager to eat some meat.

When Wei Chou came over with the meat pie in her mouth, she saw the tigress who had enslaved them all the way was sitting next to the chicken stall with a cute look on her face, talking to the chicken seller.

Wei Chou couldn't help but push Zhong Ziyu next to her: "She always pretends to be reserved in front of outsiders. She is usually very vicious. She is simply a crazy woman."

Zhong Ziyu stayed away from him in disgust, not letting his greasy hands touch her clothes, and said calmly: "Go and ask her, should she rest here for the night, or set off today?"

Wei Chou snorted: "What's the use of asking? Does she know where to go? Her family is ruined, it's different wherever she goes..."

Zhong Ziyu said: "She looked over."

Wei Chou's back immediately trembled, and the meatloaf in his mouth almost choked him.

Looking at the chicken stall again, the noble young man who looks like a dog and is dressed as a man is really looking over. Wei Chou was so busy just now, but now he is very timid. He hurriedly ran over with a look on his face. Asked respectfully: "What are your orders?"

Liu Wei frowned, wondering why this man suddenly nodded and bowed. She just looked at his guilty face and said, "Find an inn, let's stay tonight."

…

Because it was close to the pier, Wei Chou simply found an inn built near the pier. The inn was not big, but it was quite lively with people coming and going.

As soon as Liu Wei entered, he saw an old man with a mustache on the edge of the lobby on the first floor, waving a fan and chatting: "You can say that the eldest son of the Sun family is a very lucky person, but it can't be guaranteed. It’s just that I’m so blessed, no, God is jealous…”

If a storyteller wants to attract many listeners, he must naturally tell stories that the common people like to hear. About the murder case that happened this morning, within a few moments, a story had already been told. The common people who didn’t know the details really listened with interest, and some raised their hands. Question: "Then Mr. Sun is dead, what should his wife do?"

Yes, when it comes to Young Master Sun, everyone in Xijin County has to mention his wife Wan.

Wan is the daughter of the governor of Tingjiang Prefecture. She is rich in wealth and rich in clothing and food. Why do all the civil and military officials and young talents in the court look down on her, but they choose the son of a merchant who seems extremely lowly in front of officials?

And this is why the storyteller repeatedly emphasized that Mr. Sun was blessed.

Isn't it? Not lucky enough to marry a lady from an official family? Or a high-ranking official of the third rank?

Liu Wei watched the excitement for a while and simply found a seat. When Wei Chou and the others went to arrange the guest room, she had already grabbed a handful of melon seeds and sounded them with relish.

Different from what the chicken seller said, this storyteller told the first half of Mr. Sun's life, focusing on his wife. Among them, how he met his wife, how they fell in love with each other at first sight, how they met so late, and then they made a private relationship. Lifelong, finally embracing the beautiful woman, it is so romantic that it can be written into a story and acted in a big drama.

Liu Wei listened for a while and raised his hand to ask: "I heard that the death of Mr. Sun this time was uglier than that of his younger brother? Is that true?"

The storyteller slapped his fan and said, "This guest has a good question, how did you die? Have you ever heard of the eighteen levels of hell?"

Someone immediately yelled: "I've heard it, my mother said that she did evil things during her lifetime and was sent to the eighteenth level of hell. She wants the devil to hook her tongue and fry the frying pan!"

"By the way, it's a frying pan!" The storyteller obviously has inside information. After all, the case happened just this morning. Most people know that the person died and it was ugly. But how did he die? Everyone in the yamen saw it, but the people outside didn't know it yet.

Seeing everyone's interest, the storyteller started to show off again.

"You think, for a person that big, how big of a pot does it take to throw him in and fry him?"

A little girl gestured with her hands and said, "Yeah, it's this big, isn't it?"

"But where can ordinary people find such a big pot? Do you think there is any other way?"

The listeners whispered to each other and shook their heads for a while: "I don't know, you should tell me quickly."

The storyteller smiled and was about to announce the answer when he heard a cool, delicate male voice coming from near the door: "Chop it into small pieces and it will explode."

The storyteller was stunned for a moment, turned to look, and recognized at a glance that this was the young master who had just asked Mr. Sun how he died.

The young master is obviously not a local and has never seen him before, but this is near the dock, and Xijin County is also a dock county. There are always a lot of strangers and merchants coming and going, so it is not unusual.

"Nonsense, how can you chop a person into pieces? It's not like chickens, ducks, or pigs!" The little girl who just spoke clearly had no experience of the world, and she retorted resolutely.

But the storyteller said at this time: "This young master was really right. He just chopped it into pieces and blew it up!"

As soon as he said it, there was an uproar for a long time.

Liu Wei was not interested in listening to the next words because her guess was confirmed. She got up and went directly to the second floor.

In the corridor on the second floor, Wei Chou was leaning on the railing and listening to the jokes below. Seeing Liu Wei coming up, he stood up straight, pointed to the room behind him carefully, and said, "This is yours."

Liu Wei said "hmm" and walked past him. She stopped halfway and turned her head.

Wei Chou became nervous and his back stiffened.

Liu Wei said: "Go and find out what the Yamen says about this case."

Wei Chou was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately: "I'll go right away."