Chapter 25 A Bag of Money
"You...you are talking nonsense!" Wang Liushi cried even more sadly.

The shopkeeper of Zhenxiu Restaurant also shook his head slightly and said, "This is impossible!"

Shuang Yuanxing looked at the shopkeeper and asked doubtfully, "Why is the shopkeeper so determined?"

The shopkeeper sighed, and quickly responded: "His Royal Highness King Xiang doesn't know something. The two of them have a very good relationship. The old Wang came to support. This old Wang is gone, for their whole family, it is like the sky is falling. How will the orphans and widows of the Wang Liu family live in the future!"

That's right, on the surface, Wang Liushi really had no reason to kill her husband.

But Wen Moyan felt that Feng Xiaoxiao was not lying.

Because it was written in the original book that Feng Xiaoxiao is an upright and honest person who can't tell lies and is very loyal.

If Feng Xiaoxiao didn't lie, it would be Wang Liu's accusation, but why did Wang Liu have to accuse a newcomer like Feng Xiaoxiao?

Just when Wen Moyan couldn't figure it out, she caught a glimpse of Feng Xiaoxiao's big sack on the ground.

The big sack looked very heavy, and when it just landed, it made a clattering sound.

Could it be that thing was in that sack?

Although Wen Moyan felt that her thoughts were a little unbelievable, she still decided to seek proof.

Wen Moyan said, "Feng Xiaoxiao, what's in your sack?"

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Wen Moyan, frowned and said, "What's the matter with the ransom money for my sister?"

"Redemption money?" Shuang Yuanxing said in surprise: "Such a big bag? Is it all money? Is your sister the capital's oiran?"

Feng Xiaoxiao said angrily: "Nonsense! My sister is the daughter of a respectable family. She works as a servant girl in a rich family. She is not a dubious oiran!"

The guard Qingyue frowned and reprimanded: "Presumptuous, you can offend His Royal Highness Xiang?"

Feng Xiaoxiao pursed his lips, turned his face away somewhat dissatisfied, but did not choke.

Shuang Yuanxing didn't mind much, this Feng Xiaoxiao looked like a reckless man from the countryside, if he cared about him, wouldn't it be a scholar who met a soldier?

But not being fussy doesn't mean he's not curious, Shuang Yuanxing said, "Open the sack and let me have a look."

He wanted to see if it was all silver!
Feng Xiaoxiao was about to refuse, Wen Moyan took a step forward and said, "Open it, if it is true as you said, then this bag of things may be the best evidence to prove your innocence."

Feng Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled, but after hearing Wen Mo's words that he could prove his innocence, he didn't hesitate anymore, and immediately untied the hemp rope from the sack and opened the sack.

After opening it, everyone couldn't help but look around curiously, even the calm Shuang Feichen couldn't help but glance at it.

Good guy!
It's really all money!

It's just that it's not silver, but copper plates.

In addition, there is a small pink cloth bag, which looks like something from my daughter's house.

Frost Yuanxing is not interested in women's things, he is interested in those copper coins.

He stepped forward, picked up a hanging coin, and said in surprise, "Here... are all copper coins? How much is this?"

Feng Xiaoxiao curled his lips and said, "Originally it was 99 hangers, but now there are only [-] hangers. When I first entered the city, I saw a seller of embroidered shoes. I bought a pair of shoes for my sister."

Feng Xiaoxiao picked up the little pink cloth bag and handed it to Shuang Yuanxing.

Shuang Yuanxing was not interested in touching women's things, but Wen Moyan took it with both hands, opened it carefully, and found that there were indeed a pair of plain dough flower embroidered shoes inside. Hanging money.

but……

Wen Moyan looked down at Feng Xiaoxiao, and found that he was still wearing straw sandals, with his toes sticking out. It seemed that this man loved his sister very much, but he didn't know he loved himself.

Wen Moyan wrapped the shoes and returned them to Feng Xiaoxiao, and asked, "Where did you buy these shoes?"

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't hide anything: "I came in from the south gate, and after entering the city, I walked not far. It was the market, and I bought it at the market."

Wen Moyan chuckled, and continued to ask: "In that market, there are stewed beef balls and sweet-scented osmanthus root flour cake, right?"

Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly taken aback, then shook his head in doubt and said, "I don't know!" He didn't pay attention to the food.

Wen Moyan turned to look at Wang Liushi, and asked, "He doesn't know, so do you know?"

Wang Liushi was slightly taken aback, then lowered her head nervously, and said, "No... I don't know."

Wen Moyan raised her eyebrows and asked, "You really don't know?"

Mrs. Wang and Liu took a deep breath and said in a firm tone: "I don't know, those are what the rich eat. We poor people are reluctant to spend that money."

Wen Moyan sighed helplessly and said, "What you said is weaker than my kidneys."

Everyone looked at Wen Moyan, feeling speechless and funny.

Wen Moyan walked to Lao Wang's body and squatted down, pointed to the place on his chest and said, "Here, it smells like stewed beef balls, and the beef balls will burst out with juice, I guess it should be When he ate in the morning, he sprayed the juice on the skirt of his clothes."

After finishing speaking, Wen Moyan pointed to Lao Wang's neckline again, and continued: "The light yellow powder here is the icing of osmanthus sugar cake, and it still exudes a faint fragrance of osmanthus."

Hearing this, everyone sniffed subconsciously, wanting to smell it.

That Frost Yuanxing even came close, but he couldn't smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Shuang Yuanxing asked doubtfully, "Why didn't this king smell it?"

Wen Moyan turned her head to look at Shuang Yuanxing, a little speechless, she is solving the case right now, isn't this guy trying to sabotage the situation by saying such things?

Shuang Yuanxing didn't seem to see Wen Moyan's displeased eyes, and turned to look at Shuang Feichen and asked, "Seventh brother, did you smell it?"

Shuang Feichen shook his head: "No."

When Wang Liu heard this, he immediately burst into tears: "Girl, don't talk nonsense, where is the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, the two princes didn't smell it, you...you are not with the murderer? "

Wen Moyan sighed and said, "Hey, these people have their own strengths. As for me, I am born with a particularly good sense of smell. The two princes didn't smell it because their strengths are not in their sense of smell, but in other places! "

Elsewhere... long?

Frost Yuanxing subconsciously looked down at his lower body.

When he looked up again, embarrassment quickly took over his face.

"Cough, cough, cough! Don't talk about it, Wen Moyan, tell me clearly, what does this beef ball and sweet-scented osmanthus cake have to do with Lao Wang's death?" Shuang Yuanxing asked.

Wen Moyan didn't answer, but pursed her lips tightly, and looked at Lao Wang and his wife solemnly.

(End of this chapter)

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