Only Jun Chen, who knew the truth, frequently looked sideways, guessing when she had arranged everything.

I have to say that for a non-existent person to have the fame of Jinshi, only today's prince has such a big stroke.

After finding out, the scholar apologized to Qi Changrong, and immediately took a new wooden plaque engraved with her name and exchanged it with the old one.

Qi Changrong didn't mind, she was already at a loss in words and deeds, so what was the reason for being angry?

Qian Laoyu, who was guarding the second floor, was still angry: "Wouldn't it be okay to say the name earlier?" It's not just a jinshi, what kind of mystery do you play! ”

Yan Lao coughed: "I don't think that kid is like an ordinary person, he costs a lot of silver to wear, and he must be a wealthy family." ”

", except for the heavenly family, who dares to talk to my Qian family about being rich?"

…… Really, no one dared.

At this time, Junchen downstairs looked up at the second floor.

Even if they knew that there was something blocking them, they could see clearly, but the people below couldn't see them, and Yan Lao was also chilled by him: "This general's vigilance is really high. ”

Qian Lao sneered: "Otherwise, do you think that the generals who lead the troops to fight are the same as the waste firewood in Beijing?" ”

Yan Lao stopped talking.

The more he looked at Junchen, the more satisfied he felt, and compared with the uncompetitive comparison at home, he almost rolled his eyes in anger.

If the descendants of the Yan family can produce a hero like Jun Chen to support the lintel, even if he immediately closes his eyes and returns to the west, what does it matter?

It's a pity that his family is destined not to have this blessing.

There was a commotion in the library on the second floor, and there was a person who suddenly vomited black blood from his mouth, convulsed all over his body, and finally lost his voice and lay on the table.

The person closest to him hurriedly reached out to sniff the person, and there was no breath in his fingertips.

"Dead!"

As soon as the news came out, the students immersed in the sea of books were in an uproar at first, and then there was a panicked scream.

Yan Lao and Qian Lao were in the secret pavilion, and they were shocked when they heard the movement: "What's going on outside?!" ”

No one answered.

The scholar in Tsing Yi rushed to the two of them from the secret passage, and led people out of the Parkway Pavilion without saying anything, and the identities of the two old men were a secret to the outside world and could not be exposed.

Before leaving, Qian Lao glanced back, the young man who played the Baihui Pavilion over again did not retreat but advanced, and when everyone wanted to be alone, she actually ran to the place where the trouble gathered with a solemn expression.

Jun Chen's eyes sank, and he said in a condensed voice: "Block the scene!" ”

The scholars in Tsing Yi subconsciously did what they said.

As a result, none of the students who were reading on the second floor today could not leave, and they were all controlled in a small corner.

People are in a state of panic.

When he came to the side of the person who vomited blood, Qi Changrong looked at his eyelids, probed the pulse of his neck, and breathed without a heartbeat, confirming that the person was dead.

Qi Changrong's eyes touched the tea stains left on the deceased's lips, and suddenly said, "Who has a silver hairpin to lend me a use?" ”

The sudden trouble scared a bunch of people stupidly, and where did they still have the heart to think about whether they had silver hairpins on them.

Still Jun Chen understood Qi Changrong's thoughts, looked around, raised his hand and took the silver needle on the jade crown from the head of a pale scholar and handed it to her.

Without the silver needle, the man's hair instantly fell apart.

He exclaimed, slightly embarrassed, and when he noticed that no one was paying attention, he reluctantly combed his hair, and let it spread over his shoulders.

Qi Changrong put the silver needle into the deceased's mouth for a test, and after taking it out, the front end of the silver needle was already half black.

She concluded: "Poisoned. ”

There was an instant gasp of cold air around him.

Someone was so frightened that he pointed to the empty teacup on the deceased's table, and said sharply: "Is there poison in the tea?" I saw him drink the tea and vomit blood to death! ”

As soon as these words came out, between life and death, the scholars who were usually elegant were also exposed, anxious like ants on a hot pot, and their ugliness was frequent.

"I drank some just now, so I can't be poisoned too, right?"

"And me, I'm just a little thirsty."

"I never use tea outside on weekdays, and today is the first time, will I also be punished because of this?"

Seeing that the more people discussed, the more outrageous it became, the person in charge of the Parkway Pavilion hurriedly ran down from the third floor and explained comfortingly: "Rest assured, the tea you drink is all made from a pot of Parkway Pavilion, and it will be controlled by a special person, and there will never be such problems." ”

As he spoke, in order to prove that what he said was true, the person in charge casually walked to one of the tables, picked up the teacup full of tea, and drank it all.

Sure enough, nothing happened.

Seeing that he was fine, the fear in the hearts of the scholars decreased sharply, at least their faces were no longer as ugly as before.

Qi Changrong put the other end of the silver needle into the empty cup, and the other end was also black.

It was confirmed that there was indeed something wrong with his cup of tea.

After the examination, she casually wrapped the silver needle in a handkerchief and returned it to Junchen, who took it and returned it to the man who had his hair scattered.

In the face of such poisonous things, where did that person dare to ask for it, he was busy refusing it politely, and thanked him.

Jun Chen thought for a while, took out a piece of gold from his sleeve and stuffed it into the scholar's hand: "This should be used as the money to buy your silver needle." ”

He was stubborn, and he believed that ten oxen would not be able to pull it back, and since he had said so, he would not take back that piece of gold under any circumstances.

The scholar couldn't, so he had to take it with both hands.

On the other side, Luo Yi crossed over and prepared a basin of water and put it beside him.

Qi Changrong carefully cleaned his hands in the water: "Did you notify the Criminal Department?" ”

Luo Yi understood what she meant, and replied, "Noticed, the people from the Criminal Department will arrive in a while." ”

Seeing that the master and servant seemed to be about to pick and choose, Jun Chen was a little confused and asked, "Then you don't care about anything?" ”

This is naturally Qi Changrong's question.

Qi Changrong was inexplicably questioned, glanced at him, and replied: "The investigation and trial of the case is the business of the Criminal Department, and the autopsy is a fake business, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with me, what should I care about?" ”

Having said that, Junchen always felt that something was wrong, and he was rarely angry, and Qi Changrong said indignantly: "Since you don't want to take care of this matter, you shouldn't take the initiative to get involved, since you are contaminated, why stop halfway!" Do you know how irresponsible you are? ”

Since entering the East Palace, few people dare to speak like this in front of Qi Changrong, even when Emperor Jin An counted her, he was quiet, and there was never a time when he was loud and emotional.

In front of so many people, Qi Changrong was a little embarrassed to be reprimanded, but even more confused.

She didn't know what kind of anger Junchen was angry with.

Luo Yi bent over to carry the basin at an extremely rare speed, and quickly muttered in Qi Changrong's ear: "Your Highness, don't forget what happened ten years ago, General Jun is afraid that you will give up halfway......

"......" How can this be confused?

Jun Chen's face became more and more ugly.

Fortunately, Qi Changrong was born with amazing understanding, and Luo Yi's actions instantly resolved the embarrassing atmosphere in the field, and she quickly changed her mind when she originally wanted to leave, and considered: "Wait for the Criminal Department to send someone over to take a look at the situation, if they can handle it, there is no need for me to interfere, then we can go back." ”

Jun Chen hummed lightly, his face warmed up, and he turned his face faster than turning a book.

……

After a stick of incense, Qi Changrong couldn't leave even if he wanted to, and the officers and soldiers arrived at the scene and surrounded the entire Parkway Pavilion densely. I can't help but take everyone present away.

She and Junchen are naturally among them.

Qi Changrong was in a complicated mood, and Jun Chen was still gloating leisurely on the side, chewing his ears and saying to her: "If Your Majesty knows that his most proud prince has been arrested in the Criminal Department as a suspect, how should Your Majesty feel?" ”

Qi Changrong sighed in his heart and said with a smile: "It should be no different from my current mood." ”

"Yes, but if the situation is worse, I'm afraid that His Highness's free access to the palace will be restricted in the future." Junchen said with a smile, this is the worst outcome.

Not to mention anything else, just the royal face can't get over, and King Jin An is a face-loving person, so he will inevitably implicate many people when he is angry.

The last time it was the former Jing Zhaoyin who suffered, will it be the Criminal Department this time?

The group was escorted forward by officers and soldiers in the street, although out of respect for the scholars, they did not put on any torture instruments, but the officers and soldiers guarding the left and right could not leave.

In this way, the people all know that the famous Parkway Pavilion has a murder case.

The Criminal Department, because it was impossible to determine whether there were murderers among them, all of them were uniformly locked in the largest cell.

Compared with other people's anxiety, Qi Changrong can be said to be as calm as ever, she didn't do anything wrong, so she was naturally not afraid of being questioned about her heart.

After a while, someone came to ask him, and his attitude was arrogant: "Who first found out that the man was dead?" ”

An unfamiliar face stood up, it was the scholar who was sitting opposite the deceased at that time, only to hear the scholar say with palpitations: "It's me, when the situation was sudden, he spat black blood from his mouth without warning, and when I went to probe his nose again, he had already lost his breath." ”

The jailer nodded, and then asked, "Who first discovered that man had died of poisoning?" ”

This time, everyone put their puzzled eyes on Qi Changrong, and the jailer looked at it, only feeling that this life was extremely good-looking, and nothing else could be seen.

As a small jailer officer, he is not qualified to see the face of the current prince.

Qi Changrong stood up calmly and said softly: "It's me." ”

Two simple ones, but people dare not underestimate them.

The jailer wanted to ask again, but an officer and soldier hurried over from outside with a pamphlet in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Jun Ju'an, Wen Qiyu, you come with me." ”

The locked cell door was wide open, Qi Changrong took two steps forward, suddenly felt that something was wrong, turned around and glanced at the crowd again.

For some reason, she saw a pale young man who was cramped and tidying up.

The young man was Wen Qiyu, and when he noticed that Qi Changrong was looking at him, he pursed his lips and smiled a little embarrassedly, and said shyly: "The face is not neat, it is not good to meet adults." ”

Qi Chang looked at it, and casually took out a blue hairband from his sleeve and handed it over: "Although this thing is simple, it is better than nothing." ”

This is one of the results of her shopping today, because she thinks the color is good-looking, in addition to preparing Junchen with his favorite red, she also secretly hid a few in her sleeve by the way, but she didn't expect it to come in handy now.