Yang Fuquan smiled, "Did you see through it?" ”

"Stinky boy." Qin Dachuan was taken aback by him, as if he understood what he wanted to ask, and sure enough, the next sentence ......

In the evening breeze and night, Yang Fuquan's horse was not riding fast, and they walked slowly on the silent and unmanned street.

"Uncle Qin, do you know? In addition to envying Sister Ye's fighting skills, she is also particularly envious of Sister Ye's ability to tell what kind of person the murderer is every time she doesn't know who the murderer is. ”

"Do you want Ye Pingshi's hand?"

Yang Fuquan nodded sincerely, "But I know that even if Sister Ye teaches me for ten years, it is estimated that I don't have Sister Ye's ability to recognize the murderer." ”

Qin Dachuan let out a long sigh, "To be honest, I understand what Xiao Ye said, and I can even see what kind of murderers they are, why do people like them become murderers, but...... When a case was put in front of me, I didn't know what the murderer would be, let alone what a man or a woman might look like, so I couldn't guess at all. ”

"So it's impossible to guess at all, but Sister Ye found all kinds of traces of the murderer's character traits on the deceased, and he deduced what kind of person the murderer was based on these."

Qin Dachuan nodded approvingly, "If you are interested, then follow Ye Pingshi well." ”

In the carriage, someone who was unhappy pressed a certain little lady in his arms and kissed him enough.

Yeats was dizzy by someone's kiss, and his whole body went limp, and he finally had the strength to ask, "My lord, what's wrong with you?" "It was as if I hadn't seen her for three years, and I almost dismantled her.

Pei Jingning lowered his head and kissed her fiercely again, "Why did you let a sick man accompany you to investigate the case?" ”

Yeats:......

How did she smell a smell of vinegar.

Yeats laughed as he ate.

Still laughing! Lord Shaoqing's head was about to bow down again, but Yeats stretched out his hand to block it, "My lord, Lord Zhao is the same as Brother Teng and Brother Zhang, brothers and buddies who handle the case together." ”

"Does he have Teng Chong and Zhang Jin who are running hard?" Three days of fishing, two days of drying nets, occasionally moving his mouth, and wanting to compare with them, Pei Shaoqing did not agree.

Yeats:...... What the adults said seems to have a point.

Zhao Bai is indeed like this, but he is a child of the royal clan, even if he can't work for a day, the old Zhao family has money to distribute to these clan children, but it is not something she can change.

Yeats grinned and changed the subject, "What have you been up to lately?" "Recently, he has not seen anyone for three days.

Pei Jingning said: "In addition to Beijing, other places have not been peaceful recently, and many cases have been handed over. ”

"Oh." Yeats has heard that lying on his lap, reaching out to his cheek, Yeats reached out and touched the face of a handsome guy who can be modeled, "My lord, this case may involve the children of rich and powerful families......"

"Don't worry, do it boldly."

Yeats's heart warmed, but he also urged: "What if I accidentally do it to your relatives?" ”

"So what do you say?" Pei Jingning grabbed the little hand that touched his face and kissed it to his mouth.

"My lord......" Yeats wanted to break free, and he could break free, and he was pressed into someone's arms and kissed.

On the second day, Yeats went to the teahouse that Zhao Bai said.

Unexpectedly, there were two carriages waiting at the mouth of the alley.

Yeats:......

Yang Fuquan ran to her side and whispered, "Pei Shaoqing and Lord Zhao are here." ”

Yeats:......

In the end, Yeats, of course, got into Pei Jingning's carriage.

"My lord, didn't you say last night that you were busy with you?"

"Just passing by!"

Yeats:......

She believed him to be a ghost.

The morning tea house of the Great Wei Dynasty is somewhat like the Yangzhou tea house of the later generations, which is said to be a tea house, but it is actually a place to eat breakfast, with all kinds of snacks and snacks, which is simply enjoyment.

Yeats didn't care about looking for the murderer, so he ordered a delicious meal to enjoy first.

Zhao Bai and Yang Fuquan sat at the next table, Yang Fuquan was also attracted by the food, he didn't stare at the fat man like last night, Zhao Bai lowered his eyes, held a teacup in one hand, and put the other hand on the table, listless.

Yang Fuquan was so happy, seeing that he was sick, he reminded in a soft voice, "Lord Zhao, if you don't eat these buns and snacks anymore, they won't taste good if they run out of heat." ”

Zhao Bai moved, took a sip of the teacup, and raised his eyes, "Didn't you say that you were looking for the murderer, why didn't I see you pointing it out to Little Brother Ye." ”

Yang Fuquan looked at the table next door, the two of them were really happy, and he only disturbed the young couple when he was sick.

Belch...... Who is sick?

Yang Fuquan retracted his gaze and looked at Lord Zhao, a little inexhaustible, he wanted to say something, his mouth moved, he gave up again, and simply turned his head to look for the fat man.

At a table in the inner corner, there was a slightly chubby and white-skinned man, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, sitting opposite his friends, chatting while eating, and asking Xiao Er to add some tea from time to time.

The clothes are neat and clean, dressed from head to toe, it doesn't look expensive, but it obviously feels very exquisite, giving people a sense of incongruous wealth.

He couldn't help but ask, "Lord Zhao, do you know that person?" ”

Zhao Bai was at the next table with all his eyes, watching them sit and enjoy the food together with sweet smiles, it was like Ling Chi to him.

"Your Excellency...... Adult ......"

Yang Fuquan saw Zhao Bai staring at the cup in a daze, and couldn't help but reach out and touch him.

Zhao Bai raised his eyes: ......

Yang Fuquan pointed to the corner of the wall.

Zhao Bai turned his head to look over.

"Him?"

"Hmm."

"The brother-in-law of Zhao Wei, the king of Pingyang County, Cai Chunxiang."

Yang Fuquan still looked at him.

"Cai Chunxiang, you don't know?"

Yang Fuquan nodded, "I don't know anyone." ”

Zhao Bai......

At the next table, Yeats was full of food and drink, and when he rubbed his belly, he also saw the table in the corner, two men about thirty years old didn't know what interesting things they said, their eyebrows fluttered, and the atmosphere was quite infectious, and even Yeats couldn't help but smile when he saw it.

Pei Jingning followed her gaze, "Do you know?" ”

Yeats shook his head, "I don't know." ”

"And you still watch?"

"My lord, didn't you notice that he was slightly chubby?"

Pei Jingning: ...... What is this evaluation?

Bai Lang quickly glanced at the two of them, and said in his heart that Ye Ping was really fearless, and he praised other men in front of his own master, could it be because she liked this hanging man, so she was not tempted by her master before?

Yeats didn't know Bai Lang's rich inner drama, and when she saw that Pei Jingning didn't seem to know this person, she waved at Bai Lang.

Bai Lang glanced at his master.

Pei Jingning's eyebrows moved.

Bai Lang was so frightened that he hurriedly attached himself to Yeats's side, "Ye Pingshi-"

"Do you know the man in the bamboo green dress?"

"He is Cai Chunxiang, the eldest son of Cai Saijiu, the prince of the country."

Yeats quietly observed the corner with interest.

Pei Jingning was not in the mood, and said directly, "Do you need to arrest people now?" ”

Observing Cai Chunxiang's sleeve tube, hearing the words of Lord Shaoqing, Yeats turned his head and said in surprise: "My lord, what did you catch without evidence?" ”