Seeing that he didn't say anything about this, the factory supervisor hurriedly said in a sharp voice: "Yuan Liu, you have to make it clear to our family in 1510." ”

The use of gunpowder here must be recorded, the gunpowder on the building ship that exploded yesterday, no matter how it got out, he, the factory supervisor, has to be responsible, Yuan Liu's words are related to his black yarn, of course he can't help but be in a hurry to get on fire.

Shen Hanxi naturally knew the mentality of the factory supervisor, and asked Yuan Liudao: "How do you know that this gunpowder comes from your factory?" ”

Yuan Liu gestured to the small worker beside him, and the other party immediately stepped forward with a tray.

"This is the gunpowder residue found by the people of Dali Temple from the explosion of the building ship yesterday, and the amount of saltpeter and sulfur in all the gunpowder in the factory is mixed by the hands of the old decay, and the decay is naturally determined."

"Then how did this gunpowder get to Lord Meng's ship? If gunpowder is stolen and not reported, it must be self-theft. ”

The factory supervisor heard Shen Hanxi's voice cold, and he was so anxious that he stomped his feet beside him, and his voice was raised, and he was even sharper: "Yuan Liu, you are coming quickly!" ”

Yuan Liu still looked like he didn't care about himself, and said slowly: "Don't be busy jumping to conclusions, adults. The old man said that this was the gunpowder of the factory, but he didn't say that he had recently gone out of the factory. The old decay was ordered by the imperial court to develop gunpowder here, in order to create a more powerful thunderbolt cannon and earth-shattering thunder, these old decay changed the formula several times, and these residues found in Dali Temple are obviously the old formula nine years ago. ”

Hearing that nine years ago, Song Ran's eyelids, who were standing behind Shen Hanxi, couldn't help but jump.

Is this really related to the case nine years ago?

I only listened to Yuan Liudao: "The big explosion nine years ago killed more than 30 craftsmen in this factory, and among the craftsmen in the factory that day, only one survived. The old man died because of the illness of his mother in the family, and took a day off, so he escaped this catastrophe. Have pity on my colleagues......"

His face finally showed a look of sorrow, and he continued: "After the explosion, the factory chose another place to rebuild, and the gunpowder left after the explosion at the original site was pulled out of the city by the Ministry of Industry for burial because it was too ominous. As for the burial place, it is a secret of the imperial court, and few people know about it, but it cannot be ruled out that among those who know about it, someone secretly dug up the gunpowder. ”

As soon as he said this, the factory supervisor immediately said: "What Yuan Liu said is true, Lord Shen is aware that since the explosion occurred nine years ago, the imperial court's supervision of gunpowder has become stricter, and all gunpowder is supplied to the outside world, not only needs to be verified by the Ministry of Industry, but also the big seal of the Wenhua Palace, and the whereabouts of every stone of gunpowder can be verified. ”

Now in charge of the Wenhua Palace, it is the prince of the East Palace. If you suspect the gunpowder factory, you suspect the prince. The factory supervisor moved the prince out at this time, and he was also anxious to save his life, and he was a little panicked.

Shen Hanxi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled slowly: "It has only been a long time since the prince entered the Wenhua Palace, and he can be used by you to deter the official." ”

The factory supervisor's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground: "Lord Shen, the slave never dares to have this meaning!" ”

Xu Bingquan saw that he was sweating profusely, and his soul was almost half frightened by Shen Hanxi, and he couldn't bear it, so he opened his mouth to relieve him: "Since it was gunpowder nine years ago, naturally I can't blame the factory supervisor." What's more, the people in the factory were killed by the bombing, and those who were convicted were convicted, except for Yuan Liu, there was no one left, and the official remembered that the factory supervisor was only transferred here in the past two years, right? ”

The factory supervisor naturally nodded again and again.

Xu Bingquan said again: "Nine years ago, it was still a case handled by Lord Shen himself, could it be that Lord Shen has forgotten it?" ”

Shen Hanxi said: "The official's memory is not so bad. ”

Xu Bingquan straightened his sleeves and pondered in his heart, if the person who hid this batch of gunpowder back then was just to blow up Shen Hanxi last night, then his endurance was really not comparable to ordinary people, and this hatred lasted for nine years, which is really admirable.

Shen Hanxi got up lazily: "Now that I know the source of the gunpowder, I already know it in my heart, and I think Lord Xu already has a clue." Next, it is necessary to find out how this batch of gunpowder from nine years ago arrived on Lord Meng's ship. He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, looking at him with interest, "Lord Xu is going to be tired again." ”

Xu Bingquan twitched the corner of his eyes and said, "Lord Shen, don't worry, this official has already asked people to go to the craftsmen who built the building ship to interrogate one by one, if they have ever hidden gunpowder, they will definitely leave traces, even if they can't leave traces, they can also leave a smell." Dali Temple raised a few thin dogs, the nose of the top of the spirit, if it goes well, today, there will be a clue to return. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, an official of Dali Temple in a red robe entered outside the door and said, "My lord, I have found something." ”

A dilapidated kiln in the south of the city, the root of the wall is next to a sewage canal, and the stench is stinking. The owner of the house seems to be scavenging for a living, the dilapidated courtyard is full of all kinds of waste, and in the east corner of the courtyard, a black dog is barking excitedly, and several officials of Dali Temple are there to clean up the accumulated debris.

Shen Hanxi sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at the scene in front of him, his face full of disgust.

Song Ran saw that he didn't want to get out of the car, so he jumped down, followed Xu Bingquan, and entered the yard to check the situation.

Just in case, they brought Yuan Liu over on this trip.

Xu Bingquan also knew that the pampered person in the car must be unwilling to get out of the car, but he only dared to slander two sentences in his heart - who made him official. glanced at the brocade man who got off Shen Hanxi's carriage, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his eyebrows were clear, and he remembered the rumor yesterday, and couldn't help but look at him with interest.

After about three teas, Song Ran returned to the carriage, lowered the curtain, and turned to Shen Hanxi.

He sat there calmly, as if he didn't care about what he found inside, but he still asked lightly, "How?" ”

Song Ran said: "Some gunpowder was dug up underground, and after Yuan Lao Bo confirmed, it was the same batch of gunpowder as the one on the ship, but the person was not there, and Lord Xu was deploying troops to arrest the whole city." He said thoughtfully, "My lord, don't you think everything is going too well?" ”

Everything was so logical that she couldn't help but suspect that this murderer had never thought of hiding at all.

He knew that the craftsman who built the ship would be the first to be suspected, but why didn't he dispose of the remaining gunpowder and bury it in his yard? Is it too late? Or underestimate the ability of Dali Temple? Or maybe he's not afraid of being found out at all.

She suddenly thought of something, and raised her head suddenly: "My lord, the old man who fell to death yesterday, has his identity been verified?" ”

Chunshen Lane, Song House.

When Liu Niang came back from the street, she saw a person standing in front of her house from a distance. The figure is tall and the posture is quiet and beautiful. She didn't know much about writing, but she felt that one of the words in the book that her girl had read to her a few days ago was just right for him.

Sensing the movement, he turned his head to look at her, the hem of his moon-white robe blown by the breeze.

Isn't this the childe I met in the bookstore that day? Did you come to find your own girl?

Liu Niang stepped forward and asked curiously: "Why didn't Gongzi knock on the door, what are you doing standing here?" ”

Xiao Yan gestured to the door lock: "There is no one at home." ”

Liuniang said "Huh", and when she saw that the door was really locked, she was surprised again. He saw that the door was locked, why was he still standing here, was he planning to wait for someone to come back?

She took out the key and said as she opened the door, "Uncle Zhong, they may have gone to the shop." Childe, please come in and sit down. ”

He paused, followed her into the courtyard, and asked, "Your girl...... Not here today? ”

Liuniang couldn't tell him the truth, so she only said: "It's unfortunate that the son came, my girl has something to do." ”

He hummed and looked around the small courtyard, seeing that although it was not big, it was clean and tidy, and every grass and tree was full of vitality. There was a swing frame in the east corner, and he squinted his eyes, as if he could imagine the woman sitting on it.

Liu Niang made tea and wanted to invite him to sit in the living room, but saw that he had already knelt on the jade under the porch, with a calm brow, looking at the endgame on the low table, and was a little distracted.

She stepped forward and put the teacup on the table, and said, "If the son has anything important, you can tell Liuniang, and when Miss Song comes back, Liuniang will convey it for you." ”

He looked down and said, "It's not much important, and you don't have to tell Miss Song that you've come down." ”

Liuniang blinked, a little puzzled.

He smiled slightly and said, "She knows, probably not happy." ”

When Liuniang heard him say this, she was immediately a little unhappy: "Miss Song is the most kind to others, and the son is a guest when she comes, how can the girl be unhappy?" ”

Xiao Yan just smiled faintly, did not argue, the wind slowly brushed his eyebrows, he looked at the half-played chess on the low table, and said: "I heard that after Miss Song came to Ling'an City, she encountered some troubles. If you have any more difficulties in the future, you can go to me. Whatever the one in the Ting Wei Division can solve for her, I can also solve for her. If you want to live safely and soundly in Ling'an City, in the future, if you don't have anything to do with Tingweisi, don't be involved. ”

In the past few days, he has already secretly investigated her. Everything on the surface, he inquired about everything.

Liuniang looked at the son in front of her suspiciously, and wanted to ask him, how did he know that his girl was involved with Ting Weisi? Who is he, and why should he interfere with his own girl? Looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like a bad person, but people can't look good, and the bad people in the world won't write the word "bad guy" on their faces.

She became vigilant and said, "Liuniang thanked the son for the girl first, but I don't know, what should the son be called?" If something really happens to my girl, where will Liuniang find you? ”

When he heard this, he ripped off a jade pendant from his waist and handed it to her. The hand holding the jade pendant, the fingertips were like jade, and the bones were distinct, which made Liuniang stunned for no reason.

"In Xia Xiao Yan, you can go to Shangshu Mansion to find me, or you can go to the Yamen of the Criminal Department."