In the prison, they never wanted to bring Mochizuki up, and they had to squat in the cell to talk.

"Who is that, send a few oil lamps in, how to record this dark and dark, how can I look at the prisoner's expression to know if she is lying?" Mo Xingle entered the prison and his temper deteriorated, and he asked him to add candles and oil lamps for a while, and then asked him to send a stool, and he started to ask questions when he was comfortable.

The candlelight dispelled the darkness of the cell, and A-Yao also saw the haggard Mochizuki, her face was not good, and there was blood on her lips.

"Master Mochizuki. A-Yao held Mochizuki's hand, "You have to hold on, the one in your family is waiting for you, and we will also try to prove your innocence and rescue you." ”

"Yes. Mochizuki smiled.

"Except for the five fingers you can't see here, it's not too bad. The candlelight was lit, Mo Xingle looked around, there was a bedding, it was not brand new, but it was not shabby, there was no unpleasant smell in the cell, and even the straw on the floor seemed to have been taken care of, and it was comfortable to lie down.

"It's nothing that money can make ghosts grind. Mochizuki said.

Well, he probably understands the reason why Ah Yao is generous, and the master and apprentice are in the same line.

Mo Xingle asked, Mochizuki answered, probably staying in a dark environment for a long time, and her response was not as smart as before.

"That's ...... here"

"Wait, I have something to ask. Ah Yao hurriedly stopped Mo Xingle's words, Mo Xingle had no opinion, and sat back again.

"Master, who ordered this menu, and is there no problem with the ingredients after changing the menu?"

"The banquet was invited by the prefect of Zhou Qingtuo to the table banquet, and it was Mrs. Qin who set the menu, she likes flowers, and there should be at least two cauliflower dishes on the designated table, and the menu was sent to the prefect, Zhou Qing and Mrs. Qin in advance, no problem. There was no problem with the materials that were replaced later, I checked them all. ”

Mo Xingle was listening, and interjected and asked, "What kind of dish is being replaced?"

"A dish of ginseng chicken soup, this soup is a great supplement. The maid came to me and said that Zhou Qing had a bad cough and asked me to make Chuanbei stewed pears, but because I didn't know whether Zhou Qing had typhoid fever, the soup was withdrawn and turned to daylily lean meat that can calm asthma and relieve cough. The other is fried venison with green onions, venison is warm, tonifies the spleen and invigorates qi, and aphrodisiacs, just because I saw someone feed the cat with the hands of the venison, and then came back and continued to cook the venison, I felt disgusting, so I changed it to three fresh assortments. ”

Mo Xingle is not surprised by Mochizuki's "extravagance and waste", all famous cooks have more or less quirks, Mochizuki is serious about cooking, and there is no room for sand in her eyes, which can be illustrated from the testimony of several people, it should be impossible for her to poison her own cooking.

"Besides, is there anything else going on? No matter how big or small, in the kitchen of the Qin Mansion in this day, you will tell them one by one. ”

After a while, Mochizuki said with some uncertainty: "When changing the dish, Mrs. Qin wanted one of the dishes to be porcini mushrooms, but I didn't agree. ”

"Why don't you agree?

"I'm not familiar with the mushrooms from southern Yunnan. My father said that if the porcini mushrooms are not cooked well, there will be a risk of poisoning, which makes people in a trance, and they can see villains dancing all over the place. I hadn't cooked porcini mushrooms before, so I didn't agree to make this dish. Mochizuki said calmly.

"There are villains from Lilliputian dancing...... Mo Xingle was a little looking forward to it when he thought about it, but the business was important, and he put away the urge to die: "There is nothing else." ”

"No more. ”

"Then let's do it first, Xiao Yaozhu, are you interested in going back to the yamen with me to sit down?" asked Mo Xingle.

The so-called sitting is to sort out the information and reason about the case.

Mo Xingle left the two catchers and A-Yao, found a room in the yamen to discuss, ran for two days in a row, and listened to the statements of all the relevant personnel, and the two catchers had no opinion that it should be "caused by drinking".

It's just this wine, only Zhou Qingcai knows where to drink it.

From the moment she heard Zhou Yu's words, Ah Yao had a vague conjecture in her heart, like a thread, connecting the rice beads scattered everywhere.

They had already put their target outside the Qin Mansion and wanted to investigate the wine shop teahouse on the road from the Qin Mansion to Zhou's house, Ah Yao couldn't help but say, "Don't you think there is a secret relationship between Zhou Qing and Mrs. Qin?"

The three of them looked confused.

“……”

"Hahaha, Xiao Yaozhu, are you thinking a little too much?" Mo Xingle laughed and rubbed Ah Yao's hair: "You are still young, and you don't understand the things between men and women." ”

"I see, you're still a single dog, and it's very likely that you're a lonely. Ah Yao smoothed out her messy hair and said quietly.

"You kid, you can't be cute, how can you talk like that. Mo Xingle pretended to be angry, although he didn't understand the meaning of a lone dog and a lonely child, judging from A-Yao's context, it was not a good word.

Ah Yao sighed, and then took out the confessions of the shopkeeper Gao, the maid Liu'er, and Master Mochizuki, and placed them in front of them: "You see, the shopkeeper Gao said that he arrived at Qin's house in the evening, waited at the door for other visitors to go in together-because he knew to avoid suspicion, he didn't wait for Boss Zhou, waited for Cao to be in charge, and after entering, he found that Zhou Qing was already inside, and he was eating Chuanbei stewed pears, what does this mean?"

"He had already sat down in Qin's Mansion at least half an hour ago. "Mo Xingle Mosuo's chin.

Mochizuki's confession said that before the banquet, the maid Liu'er said that Zhou Qing had a bad cough, so she first melted a lamp of loquat ointment for him to take to relieve it, and then began to prepare Chuanbei stewed pears, from which it was inferred that he might have been sitting in Qin's house before evening.

Mo Xingle: "You see, the prefect, salt merchants, spice merchants, restaurant shopkeepers, and newly wealthy businessmen who have moved here have gathered together, saying that it is a small gathering, but in fact, it is a little rumor in advance. Maybe Zhou Qing had something to discuss with Mrs. Qin, so he arrived early. ”

"Master has been closed for the past month, refusing all invitations to dinner. Zhou Qingtuo's relationship with the prefect, if it weren't for the prefect's invitation, Master Mochizuki wouldn't have gone to Qin's house to cook, so the post was still kept at home. In the name of the prefect, Zhou Qing set up a banquet, but why was the menu designed by Mrs. Qin, and the banquet held in the Qin house? Is it because the Zhou family does not have a decent living room, or is Mrs. Zhou not capable of presiding over the feed, so she has to hand it over to other women to take care of it, don't you wonder about this?"

A-Yao continued to ask, but Mo Xingle touched his nose and couldn't answer.

They have been to the Zhou family, and the layout and decoration are like the style and rules of the capital.

Mrs. Zhou has also seen that after the Zhou family lost its male master, the whole family did not lose order, and a woman had to fight a lawsuit and deal with Zhou Qing's afterlife, and she also took three sons and eight aunts...... Will you be able to host the feed? Say it and laugh off your big teeth.

"Maybe Mrs. Qin is careful, and she is a businessman, and she often deals with other businessmen, so she understands their tastes, so she lets Mrs. Qin take charge of it? A catcher said that Nanxun is rich, with different styles of private courtyards, and sometimes if you want to hold a small banquet, you can discuss with the host and rent his yard for half a day.

Ah Yao let out a long drag, the first time she heard that she could still do this, but she still refused to give up: "What about the flower cake and porcini mushrooms, they are all specialties from the southwest and southern Yunnan, even Mochizuki is not familiar with porcini mushrooms, so he doesn't dare to cook rashly, how did Mrs. Qin know about the dish of phoenix wing porcini mushrooms?"

"Oh, Zhou Qing is here, maybe he wants to eat, Mrs. Qin is just a messenger, don't you read a lot of words, what is in the little head melon. Mo Xingle nodded Ah Yao's head and quipped, "Okay, let's say the two of them have a secret relationship." Why did Madame Qin attack Zhou Qing, why did she blame Mochizuki, and what evidence did Madame Qin have for poisoning Zhou Qing?

Mo Xingle threw out a few doubts.

Ah Yao racked her brains to recall the scene she had seen in Qin's house, and a flash of inspiration: "Yes!