Chapter 6: Forensic Eyes [II]
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Madame Zhao was frustrated after her old Zhao died of illness and her own son also died unexpectedly. She had been living in the Buddhist monastery for many years now.
In the past, Zhao Ling had never dared to take the initiative to meet the old lady, for fear of being tortured by the mother and daughter of the Cui family, she just wanted to stay quietly in the small courtyard until she got married.
But now Zhao Ling was different. She was determined to pay attention to the fact that she must retreat from the royal family of Rong Palace. In this way, her position in the palace would not prove to be even more difficult.
A woman who had been disfigured and retired. Even if she was the eldest daughter of Gongfu, in the famous Zhou Dynasty, she wouldn't be able to marry into a good family.
Therefore, from the perspective of her current situation, relying on the big support of Madame Zhao was also the best choice for her.
Early the next morning, Zhao Ling went to the Buddhist hall to see Madame Zhao. The Buddhist Hall was built in the northern corner of the Jiang Mansion. The environment was quiet and solemn, and it was very suitable for mental recovery.
Zhao Ling stood outside the Buddhist hall for half an hour, and the mother monk who went in to pass her the message came out and said, "Miss, the old lady would like to see you now, please."
"Thank you grandma." Zhao Ling nodded to the grand monk politely, without a hint of impatience. There was a hint of appreciation in the grandmother's eyes, and she appreciated Zhao Ling's calmness and composure. As expected, to be a child of the Zhao family's ancestry, this attitude was really appreciated.
Zhao Ling followed the grandmother through the corridors and came to the door of a quaint room. The mother said at the door: "Old lady, your grand daughter is here."
"Come in." A familiar and dignified voice sounded from the inside.
Mother monk opened the door and asked Zhao Ling to go in. Zhao Ling nodded her thanks to the mother, and then stepped into the threshold of the Buddhist monastery.
The light in the room was slightly dark, and the decoration was clean and elegant. There was a Buddhist altar at the center, with incense swirling around it. Kneeling on the brocade in front of the shrine was an old woman dressed in cyan clothes with frosty white temples.
Seeing Zhao Ling walking in, she slowly turned her head, and Zhao Ling met a slightly majestic and scrutinizing gaze oh her grandmother.
She respectfully bowed and said: "Ling meets her grandmother well." Madame Zhao continued to examine her grand daughter for a while.
Zhao Ling did not cower or try to hide. She frankly met her grandmother eyes. Seeing that her grandmother had the intention to get up from where she was sitting, Zhao Ling stepped forward and offered her help to her, saying. "Be careful, grandmother."
After assisting Madame Zhao to sit down in the chair, Zhao Ling stood aside with a pleasing eyebrow, and said: "How good is my grandmother? I know I haven't come to greet grandmother for a long time. Please grandmother, punish me."
Madame. Zhao listened to her truthfully, looked slightly awkward, and nodded gently and said: "I heard about your injury. Why don't you rest for some time? How is your body now and how is your injury?"
"Thank you, grandmother for your concerns. The government doctor said that as long as I take care of my body, it will not be a major problem. But the injury on my face is more difficult to treat, and it may take more time." Zhao Ling replied.
Madame. Zhao sighed softly, "Oh, it's really hard for you." Looking at Zhao Ling's uncompromising appearance, it was the same as her mother's back then. It was precisely because of such indifferent temper that she refused to recruit. Zhao Ming loves her.
Because of the reputation of the Zhao family, she defended the Zhao family many times, but in the end she let the fox like Cui took advantage of it. Later, she didn't bother to care about these annoying things.
A year ago, after she came forward to win the marriage of Prince Rong Mansion for this girl. She only hoped that she could marry peacefully, and that she was worthy of the old man's entrustment and the friendship of the Zhao family.
Unexpectedly, it would be unsatisfactory to come out like this soon. Now she only hope that the Royal Palace was understandable, and didn't come to divorce just because this girl's appearance was ruined.
Zhao Ling didn't come to see Madame Zhao remembering the sad past. She became sympathetic with a look of sadness, and pretended to be strong and said: "Grandma don't worry about it, Ling doesn't care. It's just...". She trailed off, and knelt on the ground, "Ling has something to do, and she asks is asking her grandmother to call the shots."
"What's the matter?" Madame Zhao was startled by her sudden kneeling, and said, "Get up and talk."
Zhao Ling got up and said: "Yesterday, I felt better. So I went to the burning yard to pack up my things. Unexpectedly, I spotted some clues to what causes the fire. After thinking about, i beliwve that the fire was a little weird... ."
Slowly, in details, Zhao Ling told madame Zhao about her findings on the fire scene and her suspicions one by one. Of course, she only talked about Zhao San, not about the mother and daughter of the Cui family. Zhao San was just a subordinate. As long as madame Zhao would speak, there was no problem interrogating him. But she was not ready to touch Cui's mother and daughter.
Madame Zhao had been in charge of the Jiang authority for decades, and she had become a fine woman. She suspected that the fire was unusual. Now she heard what Zhao Ling said, whether it was for the entrustment of the old man before his death or the Zhao family back then.
Naturally, there was no reason for madame Zhao not to support her. She only said that for her to go and investigate. And she also assigned Mother Ning to her as an assistant. In fact, it was more to support her in the scene.
No one at the local authority knew that Mother Ning was the person next to the old lady, and having Mother Ning was the same as the old lady.
Mother Ning was the mother who led the way just now. Zhao Ling thanked the old lady, and showed enough respect for Mother Ning. Mother Ning had a good impression of the Zhao family, but now that she sees Zhao Ling appeared a lot like her mother, she also appreciated her more and more.
With the support of the old lady, Zhao Ling has confidence in handling matters. She didn't like procrastination in doing things. As soon as she left the Buddhist hall, she sent Luzhu to call all the servants of the Jiang Mansion to the front yard, and sent people to invite Zhao Jiang, Cui family, Zhao Ruo and several other aunts.
When Zhao Jiang and his entourage came to the front yard, they found that the servants of the mansion were all standing in the same yard. Zhao Ling was standing on the high porch and was looking at the crowd in front of her coldly. A woman was standing next to her.
Zhao Jiang fixated his eyes on the figure, and it turned out to be Mother Ning. What was this girl planning to do? Zhao Jiang frowned slightly, and asked displeasedly: "Ling, what are you up to?"
Seeing that Zhao Yi'an had arrived, Zhao Ling bowed to him and said, "Father, your daughter invited you over today because she wanted you to be fair to your daughter."
Cui Mei said coldly from the side: "Ling, this is your doing. Even if you want to be fair, what do you mean by calling all your servants together? Are you afraid that your father would be unfair to you and you want to threaten him? "
Zhao Jiang frowned deeper when he heard the words. He snorted coldly, and looked at Zhao Ling angrily.
Zhao Ling ignored Cui Mei's provocative words. She confronted Zhao Jiang and said to him: "Father also knows that his daughter was caught in a fire a few days ago and barely escaped from the death. Now your daughter found out that the fire was not an accident, but someone deliberately set the place on fire, harming your daughter. So, I'm asking father to be fair to his daughter and severely punish the culprit."
After speaking, she peeked at the expressions of Cui Mei and Zhao Ruo. Cui Mei was obviously taken aback and quite surprised, while Zhao Ruo's expression was rather playful. She was neither surprised nor timid, but Zhao Ling saw a trace of panic in her eyes, sharply. Her hands were also clenched into fists and concealed their in the sleeves.
This was a sign of tension.
*Could this fire be related to Zhao Ruo?*
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Madame Zhao was frustrated after her old Zhao died of illness and her own son also died unexpectedly. She had been living in the Buddhist monastery for many years now.
In the past, Zhao Ling had never dared to take the initiative to meet the old lady, for fear of being tortured by the mother and daughter of the Cui family, she just wanted to stay quietly in the small courtyard until she got married.
But now Zhao Ling was different. She was determined to pay attention to the fact that she must retreat from the royal family of Rong Palace. In this way, her position in the palace would not prove to be even more difficult.
A woman who had been disfigured and retired. Even if she was the eldest daughter of Gongfu, in the famous Zhou Dynasty, she wouldn't be able to marry into a good family.
Therefore, from the perspective of her current situation, relying on the big support of Madame Zhao was also the best choice for her.
Early the next morning, Zhao Ling went to the Buddhist hall to see Madame Zhao. The Buddhist Hall was built in the northern corner of the Jiang Mansion. The environment was quiet and solemn, and it was very suitable for mental recovery.
Zhao Ling stood outside the Buddhist hall for half an hour, and the mother monk who went in to pass her the message came out and said, "Miss, the old lady would like to see you now, please."
"Thank you grandma." Zhao Ling nodded to the grand monk politely, without a hint of impatience. There was a hint of appreciation in the grandmother's eyes, and she appreciated Zhao Ling's calmness and composure. As expected, to be a child of the Zhao family's ancestry, this attitude was really appreciated.
Zhao Ling followed the grandmother through the corridors and came to the door of a quaint room. The mother said at the door: "Old lady, your grand daughter is here."
"Come in." A familiar and dignified voice sounded from the inside.
Mother monk opened the door and asked Zhao Ling to go in. Zhao Ling nodded her thanks to the mother, and then stepped into the threshold of the Buddhist monastery.
The light in the room was slightly dark, and the decoration was clean and elegant. There was a Buddhist altar at the center, with incense swirling around it. Kneeling on the brocade in front of the shrine was an old woman dressed in cyan clothes with frosty white temples.
Seeing Zhao Ling walking in, she slowly turned her head, and Zhao Ling met a slightly majestic and scrutinizing gaze oh her grandmother.
She respectfully bowed and said: "Ling meets her grandmother well." Madame Zhao continued to examine her grand daughter for a while.
Zhao Ling did not cower or try to hide. She frankly met her grandmother eyes. Seeing that her grandmother had the intention to get up from where she was sitting, Zhao Ling stepped forward and offered her help to her, saying. "Be careful, grandmother."
After assisting Madame Zhao to sit down in the chair, Zhao Ling stood aside with a pleasing eyebrow, and said: "How good is my grandmother? I know I haven't come to greet grandmother for a long time. Please grandmother, punish me."
Madame. Zhao listened to her truthfully, looked slightly awkward, and nodded gently and said: "I heard about your injury. Why don't you rest for some time? How is your body now and how is your injury?"
"Thank you, grandmother for your concerns. The government doctor said that as long as I take care of my body, it will not be a major problem. But the injury on my face is more difficult to treat, and it may take more time." Zhao Ling replied.
Madame. Zhao sighed softly, "Oh, it's really hard for you." Looking at Zhao Ling's uncompromising appearance, it was the same as her mother's back then. It was precisely because of such indifferent temper that she refused to recruit. Zhao Ming loves her.
Because of the reputation of the Zhao family, she defended the Zhao family many times, but in the end she let the fox like Cui took advantage of it. Later, she didn't bother to care about these annoying things.
A year ago, after she came forward to win the marriage of Prince Rong Mansion for this girl. She only hoped that she could marry peacefully, and that she was worthy of the old man's entrustment and the friendship of the Zhao family.
Unexpectedly, it would be unsatisfactory to come out like this soon. Now she only hope that the Royal Palace was understandable, and didn't come to divorce just because this girl's appearance was ruined.
Zhao Ling didn't come to see Madame Zhao remembering the sad past. She became sympathetic with a look of sadness, and pretended to be strong and said: "Grandma don't worry about it, Ling doesn't care. It's just...". She trailed off, and knelt on the ground, "Ling has something to do, and she asks is asking her grandmother to call the shots."
"What's the matter?" Madame Zhao was startled by her sudden kneeling, and said, "Get up and talk."
Zhao Ling got up and said: "Yesterday, I felt better. So I went to the burning yard to pack up my things. Unexpectedly, I spotted some clues to what causes the fire. After thinking about, i beliwve that the fire was a little weird... ."
Slowly, in details, Zhao Ling told madame Zhao about her findings on the fire scene and her suspicions one by one. Of course, she only talked about Zhao San, not about the mother and daughter of the Cui family. Zhao San was just a subordinate. As long as madame Zhao would speak, there was no problem interrogating him. But she was not ready to touch Cui's mother and daughter.
Madame Zhao had been in charge of the Jiang authority for decades, and she had become a fine woman. She suspected that the fire was unusual. Now she heard what Zhao Ling said, whether it was for the entrustment of the old man before his death or the Zhao family back then.
Naturally, there was no reason for madame Zhao not to support her. She only said that for her to go and investigate. And she also assigned Mother Ning to her as an assistant. In fact, it was more to support her in the scene.
No one at the local authority knew that Mother Ning was the person next to the old lady, and having Mother Ning was the same as the old lady.
Mother Ning was the mother who led the way just now. Zhao Ling thanked the old lady, and showed enough respect for Mother Ning. Mother Ning had a good impression of the Zhao family, but now that she sees Zhao Ling appeared a lot like her mother, she also appreciated her more and more.
With the support of the old lady, Zhao Ling has confidence in handling matters. She didn't like procrastination in doing things. As soon as she left the Buddhist hall, she sent Luzhu to call all the servants of the Jiang Mansion to the front yard, and sent people to invite Zhao Jiang, Cui family, Zhao Ruo and several other aunts.
When Zhao Jiang and his entourage came to the front yard, they found that the servants of the mansion were all standing in the same yard. Zhao Ling was standing on the high porch and was looking at the crowd in front of her coldly. A woman was standing next to her.
Zhao Jiang fixated his eyes on the figure, and it turned out to be Mother Ning. What was this girl planning to do? Zhao Jiang frowned slightly, and asked displeasedly: "Ling, what are you up to?"
Seeing that Zhao Yi'an had arrived, Zhao Ling bowed to him and said, "Father, your daughter invited you over today because she wanted you to be fair to your daughter."
Cui Mei said coldly from the side: "Ling, this is your doing. Even if you want to be fair, what do you mean by calling all your servants together? Are you afraid that your father would be unfair to you and you want to threaten him? "
Zhao Jiang frowned deeper when he heard the words. He snorted coldly, and looked at Zhao Ling angrily.
Zhao Ling ignored Cui Mei's provocative words. She confronted Zhao Jiang and said to him: "Father also knows that his daughter was caught in a fire a few days ago and barely escaped from the death. Now your daughter found out that the fire was not an accident, but someone deliberately set the place on fire, harming your daughter. So, I'm asking father to be fair to his daughter and severely punish the culprit."
After speaking, she peeked at the expressions of Cui Mei and Zhao Ruo. Cui Mei was obviously taken aback and quite surprised, while Zhao Ruo's expression was rather playful. She was neither surprised nor timid, but Zhao Ling saw a trace of panic in her eyes, sharply. Her hands were also clenched into fists and concealed their in the sleeves.
This was a sign of tension.
*Could this fire be related to Zhao Ruo?*
Madame Zhao was frustrated after her old Zhao died of illness and her own son also died unexpectedly. She had been living in the Buddhist monastery for many years now. In the past, Zhao Ling had never dared to take the initiative to meet the old lady, for fear of being tortured by the mother and daughter of the Cui family, she just wanted to stay quietly in the small courtyard until she got married. But now Zhao Ling was different. She was determined to pay attention to the fact that she must retreat from the royal family of Rong Palace. In this way, her position in the palace would not prove to be even more difficult. A woman who had been disfigured and retired. Even if she was the eldest daughter of Gongfu, in the famous Zhou Dynasty, she wouldn't be able to marry into a good family. Therefore, from the perspective of her current situation, relying on the big support of Madame Zhao was also the best choice for her. Early the next morning, Zhao Ling went to the Buddhist hall to see Madame Zhao. The Buddhist Hall was built in the northern corner of the Jiang Mansion. The environment was quiet and solemn, and it was very suitable for mental recovery. Zhao Ling stood outside the Buddhist hall for half an hour, and the mother monk who went in to pass her the message came out and said, "Miss, the old lady would like to see you now, please." "Thank you grandma." Zhao Ling nodded to the grand monk politely, without a hint of impatience. There was a hint of appreciation in the grandmother's eyes, and she appreciated Zhao Ling's calmness and composure. As expected, to be a child of the Zhao family's ancestry, this attitude was really appreciated. Zhao Ling followed the grandmother through the corridors and came to the door of a quaint room. The mother said at the door: "Old lady, your grand daughter is here." "Come in." A familiar and dignified voice sounded from the inside. Mother monk opened the door and asked Zhao Ling to go in. Zhao Ling nodded her thanks to the mother, and then stepped into the threshold of the Buddhist monastery. The light in the room was slightly dark, and the decoration was clean and elegant. There was a Buddhist altar at the center, with incense swirling around it. Kneeling on the brocade in front of the shrine was an old woman dressed in cyan clothes with frosty white temples. Seeing Zhao Ling walking in, she slowly turned her head, and Zhao Ling met a slightly majestic and scrutinizing gaze oh her grandmother. She respectfully bowed and said: "Ling meets her grandmother well." Madame Zhao continued to examine her grand daughter for a while. Zhao Ling did not cower or try to hide. She frankly met her grandmother eyes. Seeing that her grandmother had the intention to get up from where she was sitting, Zhao Ling stepped forward and offered her help to her, saying. "Be careful, grandmother." After assisting Madame Zhao to sit down in the chair, Zhao Ling stood aside with a pleasing eyebrow, and said: "How good is my grandmother? I know I haven't come to greet grandmother for a long time. Please grandmother, punish me." Madame. Zhao listened to her truthfully, looked slightly awkward, and nodded gently and said: "I heard about your injury. Why don't you rest for some time? How is your body now and how is your injury?" "Thank you, grandmother for your concerns. The government doctor said that as long as I take care of my body, it will not be a major problem. But the injury on my face is more difficult to treat, and it may take more time." Zhao Ling replied. Madame. Zhao sighed softly, "Oh, it's really hard for you." Looking at Zhao Ling's uncompromising appearance, it was the same as her mother's back then. It was precisely because of such indifferent temper that she refused to recruit. Zhao Ming loves her. Because of the reputation of the Zhao family, she defended the Zhao family many times, but in the end she let the fox like Cui took advantage of it. Later, she didn't bother to care about these annoying things. A year ago, after she came forward to win the marriage of Prince Rong Mansion for this girl. She only hoped that she could marry peacefully, and that she was worthy of the old man's entrustment and the friendship of the Zhao family. Unexpectedly, it would be unsatisfactory to come out like this soon. Now she only hope that the Royal Palace was understandable, and didn't come to divorce just because this girl's appearance was ruined. Zhao Ling didn't come to see Madame Zhao remembering the sad past. She became sympathetic with a look of sadness, and pretended to be strong and said: "Grandma don't worry about it, Ling doesn't care. It's just...". She trailed off, and knelt on the ground, "Ling has something to do, and she asks is asking her grandmother to call the shots." "What's the matter?" Madame Zhao was startled by her sudden kneeling, and said, "Get up and talk." Zhao Ling got up and said: "Yesterday, I felt better. So I went to the burning yard to pack up my things. Unexpectedly, I spotted some clues to what causes the fire. After thinking about, i beliwve that the fire was a little weird... ." Slowly, in details, Zhao Ling told madame Zhao about her findings on the fire scene and her suspicions one by one. Of course, she only talked about Zhao San, not about the mother and daughter of the Cui family. Zhao San was just a subordinate. As long as madame Zhao would speak, there was no problem interrogating him. But she was not ready to touch Cui's mother and daughter. Madame Zhao had been in charge of the Jiang authority for decades, and she had become a fine woman. She suspected that the fire was unusual. Now she heard what Zhao Ling said, whether it was for the entrustment of the old man before his death or the Zhao family back then. Naturally, there was no reason for madame Zhao not to support her. She only said that for her to go and investigate. And she also assigned Mother Ning to her as an assistant. In fact, it was more to support her in the scene. No one at the local authority knew that Mother Ning was the person next to the old lady, and having Mother Ning was the same as the old lady. Mother Ning was the mother who led the way just now. Zhao Ling thanked the old lady, and showed enough respect for Mother Ning. Mother Ning had a good impression of the Zhao family, but now that she sees Zhao Ling appeared a lot like her mother, she also appreciated her more and more. With the support of the old lady, Zhao Ling has confidence in handling matters. She didn't like procrastination in doing things. As soon as she left the Buddhist hall, she sent Luzhu to call all the servants of the Jiang Mansion to the front yard, and sent people to invite Zhao Jiang, Cui family, Zhao Ruo and several other aunts. When Zhao Jiang and his entourage came to the front yard, they found that the servants of the mansion were all standing in the same yard. Zhao Ling was standing on the high porch and was looking at the crowd in front of her coldly. A woman was standing next to her. Zhao Jiang fixated his eyes on the figure, and it turned out to be Mother Ning. What was this girl planning to do? Zhao Jiang frowned slightly, and asked displeasedly: "Ling, what are you up to?" Seeing that Zhao Yi'an had arrived, Zhao Ling bowed to him and said, "Father, your daughter invited you over today because she wanted you to be fair to your daughter." Cui Mei said coldly from the side: "Ling, this is your doing. Even if you want to be fair, what do you mean by calling all your servants together? Are you afraid that your father would be unfair to you and you want to threaten him? " Zhao Jiang frowned deeper when he heard the words. He snorted coldly, and looked at Zhao Ling angrily. Zhao Ling ignored Cui Mei's provocative words. She confronted Zhao Jiang and said to him: "Father also knows that his daughter was caught in a fire a few days ago and barely escaped from the death. Now your daughter found out that the fire was not an accident, but someone deliberately set the place on fire, harming your daughter. So, I'm asking father to be fair to his daughter and severely punish the culprit." After speaking, she peeked at the expressions of Cui Mei and Zhao Ruo. Cui Mei was obviously taken aback and quite surprised, while Zhao Ruo's expression was rather playful. She was neither surprised nor timid, but Zhao Ling saw a trace of panic in her eyes, sharply. Her hands were also clenched into fists and concealed their in the sleeves. This was a sign of tension. *Could this fire be related to Zhao Ruo?*
