The mourning hall in the middle of the night is eerie, with white flags floating in the air, giving it a terrifying atmosphere. Mrs. Liu stayed in the mourning hall for a day. Chen Guan came up and persuaded softly: "Sister-in-law, hurry up and take a rest. There will be more people coming tomorrow. If you don't keep up your energy, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on. There are a few of us here." Just wait, don’t worry, nothing will happen.” Mrs. Liu hesitated for a moment, feeling the fatigue on her body, and finally nodded, "Thank you very much, Mr. Chen, thank you all. If it weren't for your help, I, a woman, would really not know what to do." "My sister-in-law is a heretic when she says this. Please rest assured, sister-in-law." Ms. Liu returned to the backyard with the help of the little maid. Chen Guanlou, Lu Datou, and Lao Zhangtou were the only three people left in the mourning hall. Lao Zhangtou inserted the cigarette stick into his waist, exhaled the smell of smoke in his mouth, and came to the coffin. Chen Guanlou and Lu Datou cooperated and brought candlesticks for lighting, "Uncle Zhang, please take a look!" Lao Zhangtou showed his special skills and began to examine the body. The specific process will not be detailed. Half an hour later, Lao Zhangtou put away all his tools with a serious look on his face. However, he also looks like this on weekdays, making it difficult to guess his inner happiness and anger.
After cleaning up, Lao Zhangtou walked out of the mourning hall. Chen Guanlou and Lu Datou quickly followed. "Old Zhang, tell me the truth about what's going on. Don't say anything. It's so scary in the middle of the night." Lu Datou rubbed his arms and looked around, fearing that a shadow would suddenly appear. He quickly moved closer to Chen Guanlou. The two of them felt safe huddled together. Who would be willing to squeeze together on a hot day? Besides, Lu Datou, an old gambler, smelled bad because he hadn't taken a shower for who knows how many days. Chen Guanlou was disgusted and silently distanced himself. "Uncle Zhang, if you have anything to say, just say it. There are only three of us here, no outsiders." His five senses were sharp and he could sense his surroundings. He was the only three living people in the courtyard in front of the house and behind the house. There won't be a fourth. Lao Zhangtou took out the cigarette rod, and Chen Guanlou wisely lit the ignition stone to light his cigarette. "Old Zhang, can you stop pretending to be serious? If you have any questions, just tell the truth." Lu Datou was very impatient. Lao Zhang smacked his lips twice, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I can only say that Li Dahong did drown." Listen and listen. Chen Guanlou immediately grasped the key point, "Listen to Uncle Zhang, is there something famous in this?" "You said he drowned in the river?" "Yes! The county government fished the person out of the river. When he was fished out, the person was already gone." "Is it the open river in Nancheng?" Lao Zhangtou asked again. Chen Guanlou nodded again, "That's right there. The county government officials also took us to the scene, and nearby households also proved that the person was fished out of the river. Is there any problem?" Lao Zhangtou sighed, "I don't know if there is a problem. I only know one thing. Li Dahong did not drown in the river. You also know what the situation is like in the river in Nancheng. Li Dahong's mouth was clean and there was no Dirty stuff in the river.” Lu Datou was shocked. Chen Guanlou thought: It is indeed so. Lu Datou was filled with fear and subconsciously lowered his voice, "Lao Zhang, are you right? He really didn't drown in the river?"
"I have been in this business for decades, and I can still tell whether someone drowned in river water or well water. Li Dahong was so clean that he obviously didn't drown in river water." The river is dirty! Although the river water is clear, there are actually various aquatic plants growing in the water, which has a strong smell of raw water. Moreover, the river water in the city is definitely dirtier than the river water in the countryside. Washing vegetables and bathing, all kinds of dirty and smelly things are poured into the river, dead branches and leaves, rotten small animal carcasses, in a large city with hundreds of thousands of people, it is strange that the river water can be clean. Lao Zhang’s verification results definitely stand up to scrutiny. A person who drowns in well water will definitely be cleaner than a person who drowns in river water. There is no doubt about it. Lu Datou was panicked. He hurriedly asked Chen Guanlou, "What should we do now?" Chen Guanlou was silent for a moment, "Nothing to do. Everything is as usual, and it will be the same as before. But from now on, you have to pay more attention to strangers." "That's it?" Lu Datou couldn't believe it. Chen Guanlou said with a stern face, "What else? We are not Liumenmen, we are just jailers. Li Dahong's death reminds us to be more careful in the future, drink less, and don't go to the river after drinking." Lu Datou was speechless and unable to refute. Chen Guanlou returned to the mourning hall in silence and burned paper for Li Dahong. Old Zhangtou pulled Datou Lu and whispered: "Tou Chen is right, jailers should do their jobs and don't stretch their hands too far. This matter should not be made public. The water is deep and we cannot bear it." "Then why bother asking you to come forward for an autopsy?" "Just give yourself an explanation and ask for the truth. Li Dahong was drowned in well water first, and then thrown into the river, pretending to be drunk and falling into the water. There is no murderer, no murder, the funeral is over, and it's over." After a long time, Lu Datou said "Hey", "First Jiang Yucheng drowned, and now Li Dahong also drowned. Lao Zhang, do you think there is any connection between these two accidents?" "Don't ask, don't think, live a long life." Lao Zhangtou smoked a native cigarette, his face as dark as water. After Chen Guanlou burned the paper, he left the mourning hall. With the recent martial law, no one could go back, so they decided to stay vigil in the mourning hall together. The night is as cold as water. Chen Guanlou suddenly remembered something and asked Lao Zhangtou casually, "Have Uncle Zhang ever heard of the name Liu Minghui?" Lao Zhang shook his head. Chen Guanlou asked casually and didn't expect to get an answer. Unexpectedly, Old Zhang said: "Although I haven't heard of the name Liu Minghui, I have heard of Liu Mingchang." Huh? "Who is Liu Mingchang?" "This person has a great background. When Liu Mingchang was young, he married a wife named Wang. The Wang family is just an ordinary family in the suburbs of Beijing. But the women of the Wang family have an extraordinary tradition. Several generations have been wet nurses for rich and luxurious families. Decades ago, Wang married Liu Mingchang and gave birth to a son soon. It happened that at this time, the Shaofu was looking for a wet nurse, and Wang was chosen. Guess who Wang was the wet nurse for?" "Who?" "Old Zhang, don't keep us in suspense, tell me quickly." Lu Datou guessed impatiently.
Old Zhang said calmly, "Wang is good-looking, well-dressed, and clean every day. She has plenty of milk and is patient and meticulous. This overwhelming wealth fell on her. She was chosen as the prince's wet nurse. Before her, the prince had changed more than ten wet nurses. Wang was the one who had the longest time and was the last one. Liu Mingchang naturally became the prince's wet nurse. From a poor and illiterate man, he turned into a servant of the prince. From then on, the Liu family became prosperous and the whole family rose to prominence. However, the good days of the Liu family only lasted for more than 30 years." "The prince's wet nurse?" Lu Datou scratched his head, "Why do I seem to have heard of it." "During those years when the Liu family was prosperous, everyone in the capital knew about it." Old Zhang smoked a cigarette. Chen Guanlou asked, "What happened to the Liu family later?"