Song Yisheng took the portrait, and for some reason, his hand was a little hesitant.

Yang Dehai nodded.

With a stabbing sound, the paper was twisted open, and a portrait of a woman painted in ink appeared in view.

"Is that her?" Song Yisheng looked at Yang Dehai suddenly, "What's the matter?" ”

"Master Hou, don't worry, the steward in charge of the roster is very busy, so I will inquire." Yang Dehai pointed to the portrait: "There is really a lot of article here." ”

Song Yisheng folded the portrait and put it away, on it, it was his dead aunt Zhen Shanyun, fake Mo Chengyin.

"The steward said that after you proposed the important person, the grandmother of Prison No. 3 found him and said that Mo Chengyin had a slave tattoo on his forehead, and even if he went to the Hou Mansion, he was destined to have no benefit, so he was replaced by Shanyun, who was not punished." Yang Dehai Road.

This is indeed the reason that the supervising grandmother said to the steward at the beginning.

Therefore, in the roster, the portrait painted by Mo Chengyin when he was a family member of a criminal official became the appearance of Shanyun.

It's just that later the main book and the matter of the criminal officer came out, and the supervising grandmother was afraid that Mo Chengyin's death would be discovered, so she took advantage of the fact that the steward was not paying attention, and secretly changed the numbers of A Ning and Shanyun.

Then she reported the official slaves who had died in the past two months, including A-Ning.

It's just that the supervising grandmother at that time didn't understand, and Changning later specially instructed her to change the name of the criminal officer on A-Ning's page.

But she complied with them all.

And today, Yang Dehai faced Song Yisheng and took out another page.

It's the page of Liu Jia Aning.

"Master Hou, look, I really found the name A-Ning on the roster."

"Is there really an A-Ning?" He frowned, at that time, he only thought that it was the Gu family's frame-up, but he didn't think that there was really someone.

"I died a few days ago, Judge, oh, when I was a three-year-old?" Song Yisheng casually brushed aside the page.

Although he didn't remember that there was a boiling water girl named Ah Ning in the Liu family, he remembered the name of the criminal officer who came to Qing'an Houfu with the master book to ask for a meeting with him.

It wasn't he who gave Ah Ning a sentence at all, so how could he say that he was forced to be poisoned and couldn't be punished.

That is really a rumor made by the Gu family.

"But this A-Ning is from the Liu family, so he can find a way to use it."

It's just that how to use it, he still has to think about it.

Song Yisheng handed A-Ning's page to Yang Dehai and instructed him to send it back.

The moment Yang Dehai turned around, Song Yisheng called again: "Wait, since there is a fake portrait, there must be a real one." ”

"Yes, there were, but the steward said that it was taken away and ruined by the supervising grandmother."

"Then look for something else." Song Yisheng said, ride the horse back.

Yang Dehai should be, and he was not impatient because of Song Yisheng's constant suspicions.

A person like Hou Ye is full of suspicion about the whole world, let alone the smart and wise Miss Mo.

As soon as Song Yisheng returned to the mansion, he heard the servant say that Song Yijin was waiting for him.

"What's wrong again?" He asked.

Song Yijin grabbed his hand: "Brother, you have to help me, that Qin Wujiang is here again." ”

Song Yisheng raised his eyebrows: "Again?" ”

"He forced me to draw a formation map, you can draw one for me." Song Yijin urged.

She thought that the matter was over, but she didn't expect Qin Wujiang to come to urge her again today, and she also sent Lu Zheng in front of Cao Yu to pass the word and put the matter on the right path.

If she can't hand over the formation, she will be exposed.

Song Yisheng snorted: "I have the ability to cause trouble, but I don't have the ability to settle it, huh?" ”

Song Yijin puffed out his cheeks, sighed, and didn't hold a grudge against Song Yisheng's slap, and pushed him to sit at the table.

"You," Song Yisheng shook his head, picked up his pen and began to draw: "See clearly." ”

Song Yijin looked at it seriously, but his brows became deeper and deeper.

"It's not this, this is a sketch, I want the complete one!" Although Song Yijin has only seen one time, although the two pictures have the same background, the content labels are very different, and she can see it at a glance.

"What is the complete one, this is the most complete, what I created, I will not know?" Song Yisheng raised his chin proudly.

This formation diagram is his brainchild, and no one understands the principle better than him.

But Song Yijin looked dissatisfied: "It's really not this, you go quickly, let Liu Huazhang draw another one for me." ”

Song Yisheng's face sank.

He didn't expect that he was waiting for him here.

"How long are you going to make trouble?" Song Yisheng was impatient.

"Am I making trouble? If you draw me a real one, won't I make trouble? ”

"It's true!" Song Yisheng took the case.

He never thought his sister would be so unreasonable.

"I'll go find her."

"Come back!"

Song Yijin turned his head and ran, ignoring Song Yisheng's call at all.

"Catch her!" Song Yisheng gave an order, and the two guns of the ironclad guards who came out of nowhere blocked Song Yijin's way.

"Brother!" Song Yijin stomped his feet angrily.

"You're ridiculous!" Song Yisheng stood in front of the door and shouted angrily.

Song Yijin was so angry that she was about to cry: "How ridiculous am I, it's really not this, she has a better one in her hands, she is ......"

"Shut up!" Song Yisheng stopped drinking, and Song Yijin was not allowed to say Liu Huazhang's name.

"You still haven't given up, do you know who she saved when she offended you that day?" Song Yisheng walked up to his sister and said seriously: "That was her big girl, she saved the wooden kite, what do you have to hate." ”

"You think I hate her because she is...... Her? "Song Yijin grinds his teeth.

Song Yisheng raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise? ”

His sister understands that Mo Chengyin embarrassed Song Yijin in the lobby, and Song Yijin will never forgive.

"Okay, I'll admit, I'm very unhappy about that, but I-"

"Alright." Song Yisheng didn't want to waste time with her, so he stuffed the picture he drew into Song Yijin's hands.

"This is the most complete formation map." Song Yisheng raised his head proudly.

Even if it was that Mu Sheng, it was just copying his formation diagram, and he could not beat him.

"Believe your brother, no one in the world knows the true meaning of this picture better than me."

Song Yijin looked at the formation map in his hand, bit his lower lip and muttered, turned his head and ran away.

Song Yisheng's heart ignited violently.

He gave up the fat shortage in Chang'an, handed over all his years of hard work to her, and asked her to change the honor of the county lord, so that she could be beautiful, what else did she want.

Suck his blood and eat his flesh!

"Humph!" Song Yisheng threw down his sleeves hard, turned his head and walked into the study.

And in the Qingnuan Pavilion, the conversation between Changning and Chunxiao also came to an end.

"So, you're avenging my young lady?" Chunxiao asked with a wooden face.

Changning has committed suicide by hitting the real Mo Chengyin against the wall, Shanyun impersonated Song Yisheng to marry and was given death, and now because she has mastered the mechanism given to her by Mo Chengyin, the matter of Mo Chengyin, which Song Yisheng thinks is true, is clear to Chunxiao.

The wooden kite sobbed on the side, feeling sorry for her miserable young lady.

Only Chunxiao, although clenched his fists, obviously unable to let go of Mo Chengyin's death, still kept his sanity.

"That's right, I will also avenge the Mo family." Changning Road.

Chunxiao is not as simple as a wooden kite.

"How do I know, it wasn't you who coveted the trick and killed my young lady."