Chapter 156: Chapter 81 Framing Him_2
Du Changqing turned around, "What did you say?"
Lu Tong slightly lowered her head, and when she raised it again, her gaze had returned to its calm state.
She sighed, "Well, I originally did not intend to speak of this matter, but as misunderstandings snowball into sothing bigger, it cannot end well without clarification. It’s better to speak openly."
She walked to the tree, handed the lantern she was holding to Yin Zheng, and her gaze fell on the bloody corpse of the pig in the courtyard.
"A few days ago, I intended to make a new dicine. The ingredients and activators for this new dicine are quite special: half a bowl of freshly spilt pig’s blood, pig hearts, lungs, intestines, and stomach stored in wet mud for three days, as well as rotting pig head at."
"I know these materials are not hard to co by, but after all, the dical hall is a place for dical treatnt and selling dicine. If people saw blood and gore, it would inevitably cause panic. Moreover, most people only see the finished dicine when they buy it. Any inappropriate dicinal materials would affect their mood when taking it."
In the night, her voice was gentle and pleasant, speaking unhurriedly and clearly.
"Because I was worried about this, I went to Dai’s Butcher Shop to look for a live pig and bought one. Then, taking advantage of the night when no one was around, I dragged the pig back and buried it under the tree. The pig head at was also specially wrapped and placed under the couch; it was not yet rotten, and opening the box would serve no purpose."
"I did this to avoid panic. I did not expect soone to see it, let alone cause such absurd suspicions." She smiled, glancing at Xia Rongrong with a aningful tone.
Everyone suddenly understood.
It was for making a new dicine.
That was not impossible. It was common to hear about the developnt of new dicines that always required bizarre materials, such as insects, nails, hair, and stones. Rotten pig at was certainly not beyond the realm of possibility.
Seeing this, Dai Sanlang hurriedly said, "Indeed, that is the case. Doctor Lu ca last night to drag the pig away. Considering how frail she looked, I specifically picked out a lean one for her, and I was the one who took the bowl of pig’s blood for her. If you don’t believe , you can go to my shop and see. The other half of the pig is still unsold in my shop, piece it together, and you can even make out a couple of pieces!"
With both person and evidence present, trying to impose a charge of murder on Lu Tong was truly a stretch.
Shen Fengying’s face looked sowhat ugly, having stirred up all this fuss for half the night, using so many people and horses, only to find half a rotten pig’s head?
Pah! He had made such an effort to show off in front of Pei Yunng, and now he was the butt of the joke!
Thinking this, Shen Fengying shot Bai Shouyi, the one who accused him with such conviction, a fierce glance. If it weren’t for this man’s guarantees when he made the accusation, why would he have made such a fool of himself!
Bai Shouyi’s face turned a bit stiff, a stiffness that was caught by Xia Rongrong at his side.
Xia Rongrong bit her lip.
She was originally scared, thinking that tonight Lu Tong would be taken away by the governnt officers, and then she would have to face the wrath of Du Changqing. But perhaps because Bai Shouyi shared the burden of anger, her fear wasn’t so profound.
Yet under the courtyard’s plum tree, what was dug up was only a half pig’s corpse.
How could it be a pig?
Clearly last night, she had pressed her eyes tightly against the crack of the window. The deep autumn wind was quiet, and she heard Lu Tong talking to the maid, amid the murmuring, the words "corpse" were especially clear.
That night, Lu Tong’s white cloak shined under the lamp with mottled bloodstains. That cloak was now wrapping the pig’s head, the hue of blood more nurous, deeper, almost soaking the fabric completely through, leaving no trace of white.
No, no!
Xia Rongrong suddenly realized.
Dai Sanlang said that he had killed the pig last night, but Lu Tong’s cloak had blood on it the day before!
She was lying!
Xia Rongrong’s eyes brightened as she grasped Du Changqing’s sleeve and pointed at the person in front of her. Her voice trembled slightly with excitent.
"She’s lying! I saw her bring back the bloody garnt from outside the night before last, not last night. These are not the sa thing! She’s deliberately blurring your vision; she really killed soone!"
Shen Fengying was sowhat skeptical, but Lu Tong remained composed as she looked over at Xia Rongrong and spoke calmly, "Miss Xia, are you perhaps dreaming or mistaken? Voicing over and over that I committed murder, now below the tree there is pig at, under the bed a pig’s head. If you can find other bloodstained clothes, that would work too...but I’m afraid just your words alone aren’t enough to convict ."
"Or could it be... Does Miss Xia have so dissatisfaction with ?"
Xia Rongrong was taken aback.
Where could she find the evidence? All evidence had been erased by Lu Tong; the bloodstained garnt had either been changed or had long been drenched in pig’s blood, leaving nothing distinguishable.
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