Chapter 42: Qingqing is a little expert in solving cases
Princess Waisi's eyes widened in surprise when she heard this, and her pretty face was full of curiosity, "Torches can talk?" Sister Wei, aren't you a god? Otherwise, how could he not only see a doctor, but also make a dead thing speak, and still look so beautiful! β
"Well, I also think I'm a bit powerful, and I'm not bad!" Wei Qingqing's face has always been not thin, and Princess Huaisi made her smile with a straight face.
Banxi saw that Wei Qingqing still had the heart to laugh with Princess Huaisi, and couldn't help but be anxious, "Mrs. Wei, hurry up and find out the lying essence!" β
Wei Qingqing said to him, "Don't be impatient", and then suddenly asked Ling Wanrou, "Aunt Ling, you said earlier that as soon as you walked into the Flowing Frost Pavilion, Lord Rui intended to belittle you?" That is, what happened in this pavilion? β
Ling Wanrou didn't know what Wei Qingqing meant by asking, but she had already mentioned that she was slighted by Ming Ye in the pavilion, so naturally she couldn't change her words, and the weak mosquito voice responded, "Yes." β
Wei Qingqing nodded with satisfaction, and deliberately raised her voice and asked the people around her, "Ling's words, everyone heard them, right?" β
Seeing that everyone nodded inexplicably, Wei Qingqing added, "Ling's words are very important testimony, so everyone must remember them!" β
Everyone nodded their heads to indicate that they had written it down, and Banxi even took out a booklet and an ink stick shaped like a pen out of nowhere, and recorded them word by word, causing Ming Ye to glance at him with disgust.
Ling Wanrou was slightly flustered, and pondered her previous words several times, thinking that she had said it very properly and without any mistakes, and gradually settled down, only when Wei Qingqing was playing tricks - this kind of thing for men to be thin and thin for women is like splashing ink and painting coal, and the more you depict it, the darker it gets, she doesn't believe that Wei Qingqing can really pick it up clearly!
After Wei Qingqing gave everyone a key point, he turned to look at Ming Ye, "Lord Rui, did you go to the nearby wine cellar before?" β
Ming Ye nodded with interest and admitted, looking at Wei Qingqing's gaze with a hint of surpriseβββ he had thought that it was difficult to enjoy the wine cup by cup at the banquet, so he shook off Banxi, quietly touched the wine cellar near the Flowing Frost Pavilion alone, picked a few jars of good spirits and drank a good drink, and after drinking out of the wine cellar, he was a little sleepy, so he went to the Flowing Frost Pavilion to find a random place to rest.
He didn't want to be discovered by the people who spoiled the fun, so he walked all the way to the wine cellar and came and went without a trace, but he didn't expect Wei Qingqing to tell his whereabouts in one word.
He gathered his mind, no longer careless, and stared at Wei Qingqing's delicate face tightly, as if he wanted to see her heart through her charming peach blossom eyes.
Ming Ye's answer had already been expected by Wei Qingqing, and the reason why she wanted Ming Ye to answer was just a formality.
She was very satisfied with Ming Ye's cooperation, and continued to ask him, "The prince not only entered the wine cellar, but also knocked over a lot of wine in the wine cellar, right?" β
Ming Ye's thin lips pursed slightly, and a chill flashed in his deep eyes.
This woman is following him, spying on him, and he doesn't even notice it!!
"It's kicking down a few jars of spirits." He replied quietly, his eyes were deep, and he secretly calculated whether Wei Qingqing was an enemy or a friend.
At this time, Bai Qi happened to take the lit torch and present it to Wei Qingqing.
After Wei Qingqing took the hand, she walked straight to the corridor connecting the Flowing Frost Pavilion, slowly squatted down, and slowly lowered the torch following the smell of wine that kept entering her nose...... At this time, on the dry and empty bluestone bricks, a small place was instantly ignited and a faint flame burst out!
Wei Qingqing walked slowly, repeating the action of igniting the fire along the way, and walked all the way down the corridor into the Flowing Frost Pavilion, and finally stopped next to the gooseneck chair where Ming Ye was lying on his side before.
And the flames that she lit one after another along the way, each small piece was separated by a short distance, one after another, like a string of footprints, and finally connected into a fire road.
The fire path was almost straight, starting from the curved corridor outside the Flowing Frost Pavilion and ending under the gooseneck chair where Ming Ye was lying earlier.
After Wei Qingqing lit the fire road, he pointed to the fire road and asked everyone, "Let's take a look at the fire marks on the ground one after another, are they similar to shoe prints?" β
Everyone carefully identified it, and sure enough, they felt that the shape of the fire marks was a bit like footprints.
Wei Qingqing pretended to smile inscrutablely, and uncovered the mystery in time, "This is actually the footprints that Prince He Rui imprinted on the ground when he walked into the Flowing Frost Pavilion earlier. β
It turned out that Wei Qingqing discovered that her sense of smell was more sensitive than ordinary people very early, and she could not only smell the rouge gouache rubbed on the white rice cake and rice cake from a distance, but also distinguish which raw materials were contained in it, and she was even more sensitive to the smell of medicinal herbs and wine.
Therefore, as soon as she entered the Flowing Frost Pavilion, she smelled a smell of wine that was not strong or light.
Although the smell of the wine is not strong, it smells very strong, like a very strong liquor produced by a time-honored brand in the capital.
Wei Qingqing had already found the source of the taste of wine along the wayββββ the pair of cloud-toed boots with blue satin and white bottom on Ming Ye's feet were the source.
Since the source of the smell of alcohol is the pair of cloud-toed boots on Ming Ye's feet, it proves that he must have stepped on the wine before, and the soles of his shoes were also soaked with wine.
And there happened to be a wine cellar near the Flowing Frost Pavilion, so Wei Qingqing guessed Ming Ye's whereabouts at once.
Since Ming Ye's shoes were wet with wine, then he would inevitably leave footprints with spirits on the road when he walked all the way to the Flowing Frost Pavilion.
Although these footprints will gradually dry so that the human eye cannot see the slightest, the spirits remaining on the ground will not dissipate so quickly due to the cold weather...... And spirits with high concentration will burn when they meet fire.
Wei Qingqing took advantage of this and used fire as a pen to turn the Qu Corridor and the entire Flowing Frost Pavilion around, and finally sketched a fire path that represented Ming Ye's walking route, and restored Ming Ye's whereabouts in this alternative way.
As soon as Wei Qingqing explained carefully, everyone understood.
Ming Ye naturally understood, his sword eyebrows stretched, and the chill under his eyes gradually dissipated - very good, she is not an enemy!
She knew his whereabouts only because she was careful and smart!
Qingkong didn't understand what that fire path represented, and retorted to Wei Qingqing unconvinced, "Even if it is really the footprints of Lord Rui, so what?" With these footprints, can it be proved that my girl lied and framed him? β
"Don't you understand? With these footprints, things are simple and straightforward! Wei Qingqing stretched out his fingers as slender as jade, and pointed to the fire road in the void, "This fire road strung by the footprints of Rui Wang Ye is almost straight, and it goes straight to the gooseneck chair from outside the Flowing Frost Pavilion......"
"Let's ask, if Prince Rui is really light on the Ling clan in the Flowing Frost Pavilion, why are the footprints belonging to him in the pavilion not messy at all? Unless the Ling clan took the initiative to cooperate and stood still to make Rui Wang Ye light, it would be impossible for Rui Wang Ye's footprints to be so neat. β