Pei Yu pulled his son to understand the case in Yeats's hands, "Ziqian, Wen Chao is your cousin's favorite son, if you don't help him find out the murderer of your son, what kind of face will your father have in the future to return to his hometown to worship his ancestors, don't you say?" ”

Not again!

Whenever his father wanted to contribute to the family, he always said this, Pei Jingning's ears were calloused, "Father ......"

The father and son were talking here, and Princess Ning'an called Bai Lang over there and asked, "Honestly reply, what's wrong with Ziqian lately?" ”

Bai Lang didn't dare to speak, so he had to say that he was going to talk about it, "Back to Your Highness, the master has been away from the capital for nearly two months, and he has accumulated a lot of things, and he sees that the New Year is coming soon, so he has been a little hot recently......"

"That'......s it," Princess Ning An said in her heart, why didn't she believe it?

Bai Lang nodded honestly and honestly, "Your Highness, what Xiao said is all true. ”

Princess Ning'an quietly looked over at her son, who was being chased by a horse and asked about her nephew's murder, was it really because of business?

Bai Lang is quite skilled, his hearing is better than others, and when he heard that the master was asking about Pei Wenchao's case, he immediately added, "Back to Your Highness, because the murderer of Pei Shilang has not been caught for a long time, the master is also very annoyed." ”

When Princess Ning'an heard this, she snorted coldly, "What's the trouble? Tell Ziqian, what should I do...... "All day long, in the name of the master of the horse, in the capital, Princess Ning'an has long been annoyed with these Pei clan people, and she has long wanted to drive them back to Jiangzhou."

Princess Ning'an's thoughts were smoothly diverted by Bai Lang, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, ouch mother, although His Royal Highness is the master's mother-in-law, but the broken sleeve is still rejected by the man, it is not glorious, don't let Her Royal Highness know about this kind of thing.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year was approaching, Yeats and others also accelerated the investigation of the case, and the group took the time to exchange the information returned from the investigation.

Qin Dachuan said, "Pei Wenchao's friends are all the sons and daughters in the capital, almost all of them are second sons or favored concubines, these people are either going to the hook bar or going to the little cousin, all day long either bullying men and women or drunk and dreaming of death, anyway, they don't do serious things." ”

Teng Chong sighed, "The murderer of the incisor case is definitely a chivalrous man who serves justice, and he kills all damn scum." ”

Yang Fuquan also agreed, "I think so." ”

Yeats shook his head, "Whether he kills or sets fire, what can punish him or even kill him should be the law, not the so-called chivalrous behavior. ”

Zhang Jin said, "What the Yamen and Dali Temple didn't do, or those who couldn't do it, were done by the chivalrous people, except for the scourge for the people, anyway, the people were applauding." ”

Pei Wenchao was killed, and I heard that many small wine shops almost set off guns to celebrate.

Zhao Bai's expression was faint and he did not participate in the evaluation.

Yeats sighed and continued to ask, "Uncle Qin, you can sort out a copy of all the social relations related to Pei Wenchao that you have found, and when the cellar case is over, I will handle it." ”

Qin Dachuan nodded: "Okay." ”

Yeats said, "You will stay in Dali Temple for the past two days to tidy up, and the day after tomorrow you will go out with us to investigate the cellar case." ”

"Okay." Qin Dachuan looked for a pen to sort out the information he had investigated in the past few days.

When several people met, it was usually Yeats who said that Teng Chong and Zhang Jin raised questions, and in one question and one answer, they each checked and filled in the gaps to find clues to the case.

Zhao Bai sat between them, rarely interjecting to speak, and the most he did was help them record the case.

Yeats said, "Since there are rumors that the gambler has returned to his hometown, let's ask the temple of the two Guangbu to help us quickly check whether this person has returned." ”

Zhang Jin said: "I have asked my colleagues from the two ministries to help me check. ”

"How long does it take for the information to come back?"

"It's the New Year, and someone just came to Beijing to report on work, so it should be fast."

"That's good."

Yeats said again, "There is also the second child of the Ping family who is rumored to have drowned, and it is said that he was pushed down by the third child of Ping by the Huaizhou Canal, and he also hurried to find the south of the river." ”

"Okay, I'll go right away." Teng Chong is familiar with the people in the south of the Yangtze River.

Seeing that the meeting was over, Zhang Jin was about to get busy with his knife, but he was stopped by Yeats, "Is there a missing list from three to five years ago?" ”

Yeats's task today is to search for the missing people and find the missing ones who are the size of the deceased.

Zhang Jin said: "Jingzhao Yamen asked me to get it today, and I'll go later." ”

"You're busy, I'll go." Yeats got up, "Who are you looking for over there?" ”

Zhao Bai got up, "I know Gong Cao, who is in charge of the disappearance of the stool, I'll take you there." ”

He was also a member of Ye's small group, Yeats was not polite to him, and nodded, "Okay." ”

A great crowd, each in his own way.

Yeats and Zhao Bai went out of Dali Temple to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion together, one person and one big horse, riding side by side, all of them were like cypresses, looking at the past from afar, full of youth and high spirits, people couldn't help but sigh, young children are really good.

Bai Lang secretly glanced at the carriage, just as the northwest wind blew the curtain cloth, and the direction of the master's gaze was the back of Zhao and Ye going away.

The owner's face was colder than the northwest wind outside.

Bai Lang muttered again, what do you see, if you like it, you will do it for him, and if you pay for it, you won't be so troubled and uncertain.

Anyway, both of them are men, what should I do? Bai Lang's mind is really a bit far.

Yeats and Zhao Bai got the missing list and did not leave the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, the two of them had a simple lunch at a nearby restaurant, and after eating, the two of them checked the missing people in the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion one by one.

Until dark, the two screened seventeen people.

"I'll visit them one by one tomorrow."

Zhao Bai said, "I'm with Lord Ye. ”

"Okay."

The two said goodbye at the crossroads.

"See you tomorrow, Lord Zhao." After speaking, Yeats pulled the reins and said goodbye to Zhao Bai.

"See you tomorrow, Lord Ye." Zhao Bai smiled, stopped his horse and waved his hand, and waited until Yeats turned the street out of sight before he flicked and went home.

In the shadows around the corner of the intersection, a carriage was parked quietly.

It wasn't until Zhao Bai disappeared from their sight that Bai Lang dared to ask, "Master, it's not early, is the appointment of the king of Nanping still going?" ”

The arrogant curtain fell, and the arrogant people didn't say anything.

Bai Lang didn't know where the master was going? Back home, to an appointment, or somewhere else?

The northwest wind was whistling, passing through the empty street, Pei Jingning sat in the carriage with his eyes closed, unable to do anything, stretched out his hand to pull his eyebrows, and suddenly spit out a word, "Go!" ”

Grandpa, grandpa, I know where to go, the question is where are you going!

On the second day, the group of people on duty met and went to investigate in three ways again.

Seventeen people, Yeats took Zhao, Yang, and Qin, one by one, to visit, for three days, two of them were very similar in shape, and took them to Yizhuang to identify, and the family said, "My family didn't wear this dress on the day they left." ”

"This dress doesn't look like my brother's."

After three days of checking, none of them matched.

Is someone missing and didn't report to the yamen?