Chapter 206 I have special cliché skills

There was no one else in the mourning hall except them. Gongsun Zhuoyu thought for a moment, then walked to the door and locked it, then turned to look at the maid: "What's your name?"

The maid was shocked when she saw this. She thought he was going to do something, so she knelt on the ground with a thud, lowering her head in fear and not daring to speak.

Gongsun Zhuoyu knelt down in front of her: "Don't be afraid, girl. You can answer whatever I ask. I swear on my life that what you say today will never reach the ears of the old lady."

The maid was still hesitant and dared not speak.

Gongsun Zhuoyu had no choice but to ask: "Is it possible that the girl wants to go to the prison of Jinglu Division?"

These three words were obviously very powerful. When the maid heard "Jing Lu Si", she immediately raised her head in horror, waved her hands quickly, and almost cried: "Sir, please forgive me, I really don't know anything."

Gongsun Zhuoyu returned to the previous question: "What's the girl's name?"

The maid sobbed and said, "Sir, my name is Zi Yan, and I have been serving you in the old lady's room."

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "Then do you recognize Siyun?"

Zi Yan hurriedly shook her head: "My lord, I really don't know Siyun. I just heard about it when the servants in the mansion were chatting. I know she is from the embroidery room."

Gongsun Zhuoyu wondered if Siyun was still a famous person in Hong Mansion: "Oh? What did they talk about when they were chatting?"

Zi Yan glanced around, and then said with lingering fear: "I heard from them that Siyun was very good-looking, and was attracted by the young master. He was originally going to be included in the house as his aunt, but for some reason, the young master fell ill due to illness.After her sudden death, she suddenly disappeared and her whereabouts remain unknown. Today, the master came to our door, and we knew she was dead."

Slaves from wealthy families are not allowed to go out easily, so their information is naturally not well-informed.

Gongsun Zhuoyu pointed to the corner and said, "Then do you know who was kneeling here?"

Zi Yan was shocked when she heard this and fell back to the ground: "How do you know, sir?!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu did not miss any of her expressions: "If the girl knows something, it is best to tell the truth. I will not implicate you, otherwise the girl will have to go to the prison to be tried."

Zi Yan shook her head with red eyes and almost cried: "Sir, you don't believe it, but I have seen a ghost here..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

Zi Yan sobbed softly: "Since the young master died suddenly, the old lady has issued an order that no one is allowed to enter or leave the mourning hall. It was not until the coffin was buried ten days ago that the servants were allowed to come in and clean it."

As she spoke, she glanced at the corner of the wall subconsciously, then quickly looked away, as if she remembered something terrible, her body trembled slightly: "Before the young master's coffin was buried, the slave once sneaked in in search of a lost cat., but who would have thought but saw..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked: "What did you see?"

Zi Yan recalled what happened that night, her expression was still a little dazed, and she just felt like she was dreaming: "Slave... I saw a woman kneeling in the corner. She kept looking up at the sky, her mouth opened very big, insideIt's really scary to have a wick burning..."

Gongsun Zhuoyu narrowed his eyes when he heard this, thinking that the woman was probably Siyun.

Zi Yan covered her chest and said with lingering fear: "In the middle of the night, the slave thought that he had hit a ghost. After returning home, he became seriously ill. He always saw the woman in a daze. If it hadn't been for the old lady's order today, the slave would never have dared.Come to the mourning hall."

Gongsun Zhuoyu thought that Mrs. Hong had ordered not to enter this mourning hall, so the human wax inside was naturally related to her. He just wanted to find out the reason and needed more clues.

Gongsun Zhuoyu helped Zi Yan up from the ground. He didn't ask her anything else, otherwise he would really get her into trouble. He just asked: "Where is the embroidery room?"

Zi Yan bit her lip and pointed to the east: "The embroidery room makes the sound of machinery every day. Sir, keep walking east and you can find it by listening to the sound."

Gongsun Zhuoyu glanced at her: "Just wait for me here. If the old lady asks, just say that I ran away on my own, and there is no need to say anything else."

Zi Yan nodded: "I will definitely keep my mouth shut."

Gongsun Zhuoyu came out of the mourning hall and walked along the east side. As expected, he heard a chaotic sound of machines. Looking after the sound, he saw an embroiderer sitting in the courtyard weaving.

Gongsun Zhuoyu originally wanted to listen in the corner outside, but the embroiderer was too focused and didn't say a word while weaving. He stood for a long time and heard nothing, so he had to go in.

It was rare to see strange male guests in the Hong Mansion. When the embroiderer saw Gongsun Zhuoyu walking in, she subconsciously stopped and asked, "Who are you?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu opened his eyes and lied: "Sister, I came here with my master to offer incense to the young master of the Hong family. Because I don't know the way, I came here in a daze. How can I get to the front hall?"

He was not wearing an official uniform today, and since someone in the Hong Mansion had just died, he deliberately chose plain clothes. He could barely pass as a follower of a high-ranking official.

The embroiderer pointed the direction to him: "Just walk along the rockery and pond."

Gongsun Zhuoyu quickly thanked him and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the embroiderer's weaving pattern out of the corner of his eye. He suddenly said in surprise: "Oh! My sister's hands are so skillful. The pattern of this fabric is exquisite and ingenious. I am amazed when I look at the craftsmanship in the palace."But that’s it!”

The embroiderer was in her early fifties, and would be considered an aunt in later generations. There is no aunt who doesn't like to chat. She immediately burst into laughter when she heard this: "It's not a coincidence, it's just a random knitting.", At such a young age, he has a sweet mouth."

Gongsun Zhuoyu immediately hit the snake and followed the stick and came to her side: "Sister, don't believe me, what I told is the truth. When I came here, I don't know who I heard saying that the embroidery room here belongs to the same place.… Siyun’s girl is the best at craftsmanship, could it be that my sister is Siyun?”

"Tsk!" Xiu Niang glared at him, "I'm not Siyun, that little hoof has been dead a long time ago, bad luck!"

Gongsun Zhuoyu heard some hidden meanings in her words and said deliberately: "Dead? Really or not? Is my sister trying to trick me?"

The embroiderer was getting older, was more rude, and couldn't hold things in her heart.Seeing that there was no one around, he had nothing to do anyway, so he started chatting with Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Is there anyone who would use this kind of thing to trick others? If you die, you will die. Why are you lying to me?"

Gongsun Zhuoyu said: "That's really jealous of the beauty. How could such a good girl die so early?"

The embroiderer said: "Who can say otherwise? That little hoof is indeed suffering a hard life. He was attracted by the young master for no reason, and..."

When she said this, she suddenly fell silent and sighed in a confused way: "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided."

Gongsun Zhuoyu said quickly: "Sister, please don't tease me. I love listening to stories the most. Tomorrow my master will be transferred back to Qingzhou. I'm afraid I have to go with him. I won't be able to go back to the capital for a few days. Why don't you be like me?"Tell me about her."

Things like gossip are only interesting if we discuss them together. I feel so uncomfortable in my heart.The embroiderer also heard that Gongsun Zhuoyu said that he would leave the capital tomorrow. She expected that nothing would happen, so she whispered: "You have to cover your mouth tightly. This matter is not trivial."

Gongsun Zhuoyu nodded: "I am the most strict with my mouth. Sister, please speak up."

The embroiderer shook her head: "Well, Siyun, she is really good at embroidery. One day when she went to deliver clothes, she was spotted by the young master and wanted to make her his aunt. If it comes true, she can be regarded as flying to the branch to become a aunt.Phoenix."

Gongsun Zhuoyu followed: "It's a pity that your young master died suddenly."

The embroiderer said: "Who can say otherwise? I heard that she was waiting in the room on the night when the young master died suddenly. She disappeared early the next morning. There is no trace of whether he is alive or dead."

Gongsun Zhuoyu asked: "Then do you know where she went?"

The embroiderer shook her head: "You can't talk nonsense, but she is probably dead. Who made her unlucky? The young master happened to be waiting beside her when he died suddenly. The old lady was so angry that she hit her several times with a cane. Many peopleEveryone saw it."

Gongsun Zhuoyu secretly guessed that the old lady might have turned her anger on Siyun because her beloved grandson died suddenly, and she was too cruel.

But in this case, the case becomes a little more difficult.If Mrs. Hong really killed Siyun, whether she would admit it or not, how to bring him to justice would be a big problem.

Gongsun Zhuoyu didn't stay long and left in a hurry.If you want to know what happened on the night when the young master of the Hong family died suddenly, besides asking the servants in the mansion, you can only ask the doctor.

When Gongsun Zhuoyu rushed back to the mourning hall, Zi Yan was standing at the door waiting anxiously. Seeing him coming, she hurriedly ran forward: "Sir, you are back. The old lady just sent someone to ask, and the servant said you have gone.The hut, so I reluctantly excused myself."

Gongsun Zhuoyu took a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to her: "Thank you, hardworking girl, let's go back to the front yard now."

Zi Yan took it hesitantly, then bowed and saluted: "Thank you, sir, for the reward."

As Gongsun Zhuoyu walked to the front hall, he asked her: "Girl, do you know who the doctors were who treated the young master on the night he died suddenly?"

Zi Yan thought about it and said: "I can't count my servants, but Master Gongsun can just find any saint. On the night when the young master died suddenly, the family invited almost all the famous doctors in the capital, but they were still unable to save his life."

Gongsun Zhuoyu suddenly said: "Then do you know who you invited first?"

Zi Yan said: "It should be Dr. Ma from Mingchundang. If I remember correctly, if the master of the house has a headache or fever, he will be invited to diagnose his pulse."

The first person to arrive can often witness the whole process. Gongsun Zhuoyu made up his mind to go to Mingchun Hall later to find out the news, but before that, he had to say goodbye to Mrs. Hong according to etiquette.

"I'm here today. It's really disturbing. I would like to ask the old lady to express my condolences. I will take my leave now."

Zi Yan returned to the old lady's side and whispered: "Master Gongsun gave the young master three sticks of incense and did not go anywhere else."

Mrs. Hong opened her eyes after hearing this, nodded imperceptibly, and said to Gongsun Zhuoyu: "Then Sir, I walked slowly all the way. My legs and feet are not strong enough, so it is inconvenient to see you off."

Gongsun Zhuoyu cupped his hands and said, "Old madam, please stay."

After he finished speaking, he seemed ready to leave, but he remembered something and turned to look at Mrs. Hong again, asking as if to confirm: "Does the old lady really not remember that there is a maid named Siyun in the house?"

Mrs. Hong still said the same thing: "I am old and have a bad memory."