Chapter 1058

A pair of eyes stared at song when he stopped talking.

Song Zhi was not worried at all. He bowed to Lord Zhuo modestly and politely.

Lord Zhuo squinted at him at the foot of the mountain. In fact, he knew him. After all, Song Zhi was a talented man in Yiwu before!

Once, Lord Zhuo also bought his poetry books and appreciated his poems very much. He bought each book and still collects it in the study of the Yamen.

After Song Zhi didn't write poetry, Lord Zhuo regretted it for a while!

He asked, "Mr. Song, did Wang Jun look for you?"

"Yes!"

"What does he want you to do?"

"This..." Song Zhiyu said, thinking: the king is dead. Can't you still say that he will give himself gifts? If it gets out, Wang Jun will inevitably be pointed out.

The dead is gone. Why not let him rest in peace?

When Lord Zhuo saw that he hesitated and stopped talking, he said positively, "the murder happened. The dead is Wang Jun. if you didn't kill someone, come straight to the truth."

"Sir, can you not say?"

"No!"

"Song Zhi sighed.

The Tao class leader hurried over, pulled Song Zhi's sleeve covered with soy sauce and said, "Mr. Song, if you know anything, you must say it!"

"Master Tao, song doesn't know!"

"But Wang Jun came to you."

"He came to me, but then he left."

"What are you looking for?"

"Gossip is gossip!" Song Zhi lowered his eyes.

Tao ban master trusted Song Zhi. He didn't dare to kill a chicken, let alone kill a man.

But Lord Zhuo didn't care: "Mr. Song, I always respect you scholars. You'd better explain the events of that night one by one. Why did Wang Jun come to you? What on earth did you talk about? It's the end of time? When Wang Jun left, why did you chase him? Where are the doubts

Make it clear. “

Song stopped bowing and bowed: "my Lord, last night, Wang Jun came to song. It was really just gossip. He left after chatting for a while."

"Then why did you chase him?"

"I... just send him."

"Song Zhi!" Lord Zhuo yelled.

Song Zhi was stunned.

I was overwhelmed by the roar.

Lord Zhuo's patience has been polished: "you are the last person to see Wang Jun. you said you were going to send him, but who chased others' farts / shares? According to my official, you killed Wang Jun."

Song Zhi was speechless! Tao ban insisted that his gold master was given the title of "murderer", and quickly said, "Sir, Mr. Song usually doesn't dare to kill chickens. How can he kill people? His hand is used to hold a pen, not a knife. Besides, he doesn't know Wang Jun at all. They haven't seen each other. There is no injustice and no hatred

！”

Huh?

Lord Zhuo: "no grievance, no hatred? Don't you know?"

"Yes!"

"Since you don't know him, why did Wang Jun go to him?"

"This..."

"It seems that there must be something between the two." Lord Zhuo suspects.

The Tao leader wanted to help Song Zhi. Unexpectedly, he made a fool of himself. After thinking about it, he said, "Sir, that's all, but Wang Jun's white bones are buried in the pile of loess. Song Zhi hasn't been here. How... Can you bury the white bones?"

Just after saying this, someone answered, "Mr. song came this morning."

Uh!

The clown who met Song Zhi this morning came out.

Tao Bangzhu was surprised: "Lao Jiang, did Mr. Song come this morning?"

"I came to find Wang Jun, but Wang Jun was missing at that time. I let him walk around the theater. I still remember... Mr. Song was holding a burden in his hand."

"Baggage?"

"Yes!"

One of the people who carried the Loess jumped out and said, "when we carried the Loess into the backstage, we also ran into Mr. Song. At that time, he did have a burden in his hand, but it disappeared when he left."

Lord Zhuo understood and nodded: "it must be the white bones of Wang Jun in the burden."

Song Zhi Listened: "no, not white bones!"

"The witness and material evidence are here."

"Song was wronged."

"Still dare to shout injustice!" Lord Zhuo asked, "I ask you, did you kill people?"

"Song definitely didn't kill anyone." Song Zhi is not excited either. He is still in no hurry or slow.

"If you dare to argue, I won't believe you. If you don't speak, someone will escort Song Zhi to the yamen, and the king will interrogate him himself."

Several constables came up and captured Song Zhi!

Song Zhi's body is weak. Even if he wants to resist, his wrist can't work hard.

Had to be manipulated like a doll.

However, no matter what you think, you can't put the word "murderer" on the head of Song Zhi, a weak scholar!

The leader of the pottery class just wants to say something, but there's nothing he can do.

Lord Zhuo turned to ask his men, "are there any people who have carefully examined the scene?"

"My Lord, I've checked them one by one. There's no problem“

"OK, first take Song Zhi away, and the pile of loess and white bones back to the Yamen."

"Yes!"

Before leaving, Lord Zhuo also said to the people of the troupe: "I will send someone to ask you at the Yamen at any time. Don't leave during this time."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The troupe nodded.

After Lord Zhuo and a group of captains took Song Zhi away, the people who watched the play scattered, for fear that they might have something to do with it.

Jing Rong, Ji Yunshu and Bai Yin also left after "watching".

Because of this murder, the theater is surrounded by people.

Worried about an accident, Jingrong immediately took Ji Yunshu back to the inn.

After returning, Ji Yunshu had been thinking heavily.

She was in the room, frowning and silent.

Jing Rong sat opposite her making tea.

Very leisurely!

Bai Yin stood at the door with her chest in her hands, leaned against the door plank and said, "it's really hard to judge a person by appearance. Song Zhi looks gentle and a little submissive, but I didn't expect to be a murderer. Yesterday, we shouldn't help him catch a thief."

Jingrong smiled, looked up at Ji Yunshu, and then said to Bai Yin, "you let them prepare something, and we'll leave Yiwu early tomorrow morning."

"Just go?"

"You haven't seen enough?"

"Then I'll prepare first." Baiyin is gone.

Ji Yunshu got up and went to the window and pushed the closed window open.

The breeze blew in.

Gently brush on your face.

Jing Rong looked at her little body and said, "Yunshu, we can't take care of it!"

Remind her.

"I know."

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about the white bone."

"White bone?" Jing Rong got up and walked to her side. He was confused and said, "what do you mean?"

She stared into his eyes and said, "I think..."

Jingrong immediately grabbed her hand and said seriously, "promise me, you can't take care of it."

"I..."

"We'll leave at once tomorrow morning!" Ji Yunshu knew his worry and nodded after a half silence.