For the requests of the guests, Xiao Er obeyed everything.

As he cleaned, he looked at Zhiyang, who was standing outside with his back to him. I thought to myself, this guest officer is so big, and he is really willful enough. When you're away from home, you can do whatever you want.

For the sake of a few taels of silver and the reputation of the inn, of course Xiao Er would not tell Zhiyang that someone in this room had passed away.

Don't think about anything, just work honestly. You can't offend the guests under any circumstances.

He first swept the dust out, put all the furniture in order, cleaned it again, and finally laid out the new bedding. The whole room has a new look.

Xiao Er looked at the door and was quite satisfied.

He looked back and saw that Zhiyang was still in the posture of Fang Cai. He lowered his head and patted the dust on his body, walked behind him, and whispered, "Guest officer, according to your request, the small ones are all cleaned." ”

Zhiyang entered the room, looked around, and finally stood by the bed. After a while, he pretended to lie down on the bed: "After a tired day, I can finally rest." Or accustomed to the number of days. ”

He glanced at Xiao Er and sat up: "Xiao Er, you go get busy first." It's hard work to clean up the house. ”

"Where? You're welcome. ”

Zhiyang breathed a sigh of relief: "You go down first, something will call you." ”

"The little one stepped back." Xiao Er turned around and went out, and closed the door gently.

At this time, it was already completely dark, and Zhiyang added a few more candles to the house.

The bed was in the innermost part of the room, and he sat on the bed and looked around, and by his hunch it was a mystery in this room, but there were also answers.

Zhiyang took the candle and carefully inspected every corner.

I heard Wanning say that his father drank the tea by mistake and caused the disaster. He started by looking at the teacups in the house, but he rummaged through all the lockers and found no tea utensils.

He was pondering where the teacup should go when there was a knock on the door. He immediately placed the candle on the round table and did not respond to the outside, but then there was a knock on the door.

He sat down at the round table and replied in a low voice, "Come in." ”

Just as Xiao Er pushed the door in, Zhiyang pretended to be very sleepy and yawned deeply.

"Sorry officer, it's a small disturbance to your rest."

"Well, I'm just too tired, take a nap. You-" Zhiyang was about to ask, is there something wrong with you? saw Xiao Er come in with a set of tea sets. "Guest officer, it's a small mistake not to prepare a tea set for you."

"It's okay, I'm so tired that I've forgotten everything, or you're thoughtful."

Xiao Er knew that he had disturbed the guests, and as soon as he turned around and wanted to go out, he was stopped by Zhiyang: "By the way, Xiao Er, you can bring some food now." After I've eaten, it's time to rest. ”

"Yes, guest officer. The little ones are waiting for your orders. ”

After a while, Xiao Er came in with a food box full of steaming meals. He brought out the food one by one and placed it in front of Zhiyang very respectfully. "Guest officer, you use it slowly."

Zhiyang took the chopsticks while taking a steamed bun with the other hand and took a bite.

After chewing, he just swallowed it, turned his head and said, "Xiao Er, I don't have to bother to clean up the dishes and chopsticks for a while, I want to rest early." ”

"Yes, guest officer. And the little one withdrew. ”

Zhiyang looked at the set of tea sets, which was indeed the uniform supplies of Yuelai Inn, and it was also used in the same style in the capital. He deduced that Li Zhenghang did not use this kind of thing.

The small shop before being acquired by Yuelai Inn cannot use other people's tea sets.

After eating, he simply cleaned up the dishes. Pick up the candle and continue to inspect the whole of the house.

Next, he was going to rummage through the lockers, and he instinctively found something useful. Several large cabinets stand like mountains clinging to the walls on either side.

Zhiyang is not short, and with his stature, he has to step on a stool to reach the top.

There was a burden on it, and he took it down and opened it to take a look, and he was really stunned.

There was a medicine bottle, and when he opened the stopper, he could vaguely see that it contained red powder. Is it the color of the poison that Li Zhenghang took?

He decided to take the vial with him, and it was the worst sinful.

There was also a letter in the baggage, which had been opened. Zhiyang took it apart again, and there were only two words on it - "hands-on". This handwriting must have been written by a person with a head and a face, and perhaps it can be guessed that it was a certain official, and only they cared very much about their handwriting.

For some officials, the higher the official position, the more important the handwriting becomes, like their own face.

Looking at this handwriting, it can be determined that the person who wrote or gave the order was not of low rank.

Matters concerning the life must be the handwriting of the person who ordered it, and only the subordinates or those who have been bribed will do it.

Although he was not sure that it was written by Zuo Linghong himself, he could take it back to the capital and find someone to identify it, and he should let the emperor see it. If it is really Zuo Linghong's handwriting, someone will always recognize it at a glance. Or go back to the auspicious inn and ask Ang, maybe he can solve this problem.

To avoid suspicion, he put away the paper with the word "hands-on" written on it, and the envelope was still put back in its place.

He rummaged through the large cabinet next to him and found several pieces of porcelain. By putting it together, it really looks like a part of a teacup. He looked at the pieces of teacups that had been put together, and then at the tea set that Xiao Er had brought in on the table, and concluded that this was definitely not the teacup of Yuelai Inn.

The white porcelain cup has a rose-red stain on the wall, which is especially conspicuous on the white teacup because it is dry. If the red is poison, then they have not sold the stolen goods completely.

He took the pieces in as well.

Holding the candle, carefully move it everywhere, so that nothing is missed.

As he got closer to the bed, he was more serious. This is the place where Li Zhenghang stayed for the longest time before his death.

He lifted the mattress first, and found nothing unusual. Lifting another layer of wooden planks, the bottom plank of the bed actually had blood stains, and after a long time, blood seeped into the wood, but it could still be seen that it was bloodstains.

Could it be Li Zhenghang's blood, could it really be such a coincidence?

Listening to Wanning, the symptom of Li Zhenghang's poisoning was that his body was covered with blood. I checked the ancient books myself, and I was hit by this poison, first there were blood streaks, and then it would indeed cause blood vessels to swell and rupture. If you wait until the blood vessel ruptures, it means that you have reached the last moment of life.

If these mottled bloodstains are really Li Zhenghang's, it can be seen how painful he was before he died for Wanning! If it is really Li Zhenghang's blood, it means that the blood is poisonous.

You can take it back to test whether it is poisonous. If this blood is poisonous, it also proves that it is Li Zhenghang's blood.

There is no second person in this Liangzhou City who will be poured with this kind of poison, let alone sleep in this bed so coincidentally.

So he moistened it with water, and collected the blood little by little.

He remembered that Wan Ning was coming, and he was planning at the moment, this blood must not let Wan Ning know. She was so sad about her father's death, and she still missed her father in the slightest, and if she saw her father's blood again, she would break down.