Mr. Zai, who leaned over to take a look, gasped and admired:

"In terms of flattery, it has to be you, the old man has known you for seven years, why can't he learn your cheekiness."

I saw that the title of the poem inscribed by Ye Qing was: The title of the gold list invites Xie Qian. Written down: Anonymous.

Ye Qing put down the pen and urged: "Mr. cub, don't be poor, hurry up and send the poem." ”

Mr. Zai, who rolled his eyes, didn't have a good air:

"It's been seven years, and I call the old man by his name every day, and I don't know how to be polite at all."

"Isn't this a good relationship with you!" Ye Qing leaked out the harmless smile of the livestock, and continued to bury the broken stalk in his heart.

In the private room on the third floor of the drunken incense pavilion of Pingle Fang.

Zhang Xiuran also looked at the seven words written in thin gold on the paper with amazed eyes.

"Good poetry, really good poetry! This Ye Qing has never been to Kyoto, this poem not only depicts the scene and mood of high school, but also makes people feel that high school people are like themselves, which makes people immersive. ”

"This kind of poetry is really rare in the world, and people are ashamed of themselves, and when this poem arrives in Kyoto, those talents have to bow down."

In the next moment, Zhang Xiuran's expression became strange, and he said with a smile:

"This Ye Qing is really thoughtful, and he actually gave the opportunity to leave his name in history to Xie Lao."

"Rao is Xie Lao, a great Confucian who is indifferent to fame and fortune, I'm afraid he can't resist such temptation!"

"It's a good thing that Ye Qinghui is more favored and valued."

Zhang Xiuran folded the poem and handed it to Qi Heng: "You personally catch up with Xie Lao and hand it over to him." ”

"Yes, Childe!"

After Qi Heng leaves.

Zhang Xiuran took a sip of tea and said in a low voice:

"Bold, careful, thick-skinned, flattering and unyielding, what a contradictory person!"

Following.

Wang Liu, a former jailer and now a small official in the torture room, wore a black official uniform and held a stack of files, and walked into the Zai's Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall, which he usually deals with.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions and get out of the prison with rich oil and water, although it is a pity, but the torture room is not much worse, and it has also entered the eyes of the prefect and the magistrate.

In the government, the status has increased significantly, and there is no need to face the cries of prisoners every day, as well as the dark and unpleasant prison.

Let Wang Liu, who lives in the sun again, only feel physically and mentally transparent.

With a red glow on his face, he said to Mr. Zai, who was lying on the medicine cabinet bored and yawning:

"Elder Zai, I am ordered by the prefect to hand over these files to Ye Qing."

"Well, he's in the backyard, and the old man won't lead the way himself."

Mr. Zai waved his hand casually and continued to yawn, squinting at the street outside, looking for a beautiful girl with a bumpy figure.

"Okay, you can rest."

Wang Liu, who was very familiar with the medical hall, bowed his head and walked towards the medical hall.

in the quiet room.

Ye Qing, who had never rested in the past five years, felt uncomfortable after resting all night, and always wanted to find something to do.

But there was only a pot of pothos, a pot of orchids, a bed, and two chairs in the quiet room, which made Ye Qing restless, so he could only sit on the chair and count the leaves of the pothos next to him.

“……”

"Seventy-three."

"Seventy-four."

Knock knock!

The knock on the door interrupted Ye Qing, who was concentrating on stopping it.

"Qing Xiaolang is here?"

The familiar voice lifted Ye Qing's spirits, and he slipped over to open the door.

Seeing Wang Liu's gratitude, there was even a hint of flattery.

Ye Qing's gaze fell on the black official clothes he was wearing, as well as the ruler-high dossier he was holding in his arms.

His heartbeat quickened a little, but he still had a gentle smile, turned sideways and moved out of the way, and said warmly:

"What is the matter with you, you came to me? By the way, thank you for showing mercy to my men that day, look at my injury, it has already scabbed in one day! I've got to treat you to a good drink another day. ”

Wang Liu looked at Ye Qing, who was dressed in light ink cotton clothes, freshened up, with a gentle smile, and was extremely handsome, and praised in his heart:

"Yesterday in the prison, I looked so handsome and extraordinary. After this is cleaned up, he is the most handsome person we have ever seen, no wonder it is the man who beheaded the prefect, Xie Daru, and the rich Zhang Gongzi under the horse! ”

Thinking in his heart, Wang Liu's legs kept talking, and he said with a warm smile as he walked forward.

"Qing Xiaolang, the prefect ordered me to bring you these files."

Walking into the house, after a glance, Wang Liu put the file on the wooden chair, and then bowed to Ye Qing gratefully:

"The other is my Wang Liu, I want to thank Qing Xiaolang."

"If it weren't for what you said in the prison yesterday that woke me up, I wouldn't be able to change the skin of this torture chamber officer now."

After Ye Qing stretched out his hand to hold Wang Liu up, he said with a smile:

"I don't need to thank me, I just reminded me, Brother Wang, you still had your own intentions and did that with your heart, so that there is a change now."

Listen, humility speaks!

Look, the people are handsome and kind!

Moreover, Ye Qing changed his words, indicating that he wanted to get closer to each other.

Wang Liu stopped talking nonsense, pointed to the file beside him and said:

"Qing Xiaolang, this stack of files is a murder case that the government has been unable to solve many investigations in the past ten years, and the prefect asked you to pick one to investigate."

In the next moment, Wang Liu pressed the file with his hand, stopped Ye Qing from looking through it, met his puzzled eyes, and said seriously:

"I guessed what you think, this road is difficult, and you are not a member of the third class and six rooms, and you will not be bothered to investigate the master's house."

"There is a way to repay the kindness, the grace of the dripping water will repay the spring, when I came, I proposed to the prefect to take a vacation, and privately cooperated with you to investigate the case, and the prefect has agreed."

"Next, if you need it, I'll be on call."

If you are sleepy, someone will give you a pillow.

Ye Qing originally planned to use some unscrupulous means to investigate the case, but now with Wang Liu's help, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

Moreover, after Xie Lao left, the prefect asked Wang Liu to send him a file, and also approved Wang Liu's leave, which is extremely obvious.

The pressure fell on Ye Qing's shoulders.

He thanked: "Thank you, Brother Wang." ”

Wang Liu's movements did not change, pointing to the dossier and saying:

"Actually, I don't recommend you to choose these five cases."

Wang Liu, who took over the position of grandpa's jailer, was on an errand at the age of fourteen, and had been a jailer for twenty-three years, knew how difficult these cases were.

Moreover, the most recent cases date back three years.

The bitter lord has turned into a pair of white bones, and the murderer is likely to have escaped punishment and left Huaiyang City.

Even if there are clues, it is extremely difficult to investigate.

He looked at Ye Qing, who was waiting for his next words, and took out another file from his arms and said:

"Of these five cases, the most recent one happened three years ago."

"I suggest you check this case in my hand, it happened half a month ago, the bitter lord is now in the prison, the former prison Liu Weikang can't find out the clue, and the main family is worried about the damage to the reputation, so they gave Liu Weikang the silver, and the case was hastily closed, I have reported to the torture room last night, and the magistrate has not yet tried it."

"Although Liu Weikang, the prison director, is corrupt and bribe-taking, his ability to investigate cases is also well-known in Yangzhou, otherwise the prefect will turn a blind eye to his previous corruption, as long as it is not excessive."

"The case that he can't find out, the magistrate must have no clue, so he ......"

As he spoke, Wang Liu put the dossier in Ye Qing's hand.

Without opening the file directly, Ye Qing solemnly clasped his fists and bowed to Wang Liu, and said gratefully:

"Brother Wang, thank you!"

"Be polite, let's all be mutual, what do you say about the literati, repay the peach, plant good causes and bear good fruits."

Wang Liu hurriedly dodged and kept waving his hand, avoiding Ye Qing's salute.

This is a strong man who can bring together three nobles who are out of reach for him Wang Liu, and live in peace.

Even if Ye Qing was just a lowly person, no matter whether Ye Qing was standing in front of him or behind the three of them, he couldn't bear his worship.

Look, this prefect asked him to send a dossier to Ye Qing, how obvious the meaning is!

It is estimated that even if Ye Qing can't find out anything about this old case, he will think of a way to let Ye Qing close the case and easily become a Xu official.

Thinking about it, Wang Liu's face became more and more respectful, and he took out all the flattery to Shangguan.

Feeling this kind of respectful treatment for the first time, Ye Qing was a little uncomfortable.

However, he has been a human being in two lives, and he has endured all the hardships in this life, and he has already cultivated his world, he smiled and said:

"Okay, then we're all welcome. I'll take a look at this dossier first, Brother Wang, please take care of it. ”

Wang Liu bowed his head and sat on the blank chair next to him, waiting silently.

Ye Qing opened the file and uncovered a confusing murder case of Li Zhuoyi's brother.

January 23 of the second year of the Heavenly Sage.

Huaiyang City Ersheng Fang Fugui Lane A Li Mansion.

At two o'clock, there was a miserable scream in the east wing where Li Zhuoran, the son of the Li family, was located in the east courtyard of the Li Mansion.

Li Zhuoran's maidservant Qiu Xiang hurriedly entered the house to check, and found that the concubine Li Zhuoyi was neatly dressed, but she was sitting under the bed screaming in horror, her empty hands stained with blood.

On the bed, Li Zhuoran, the son-in-law of the Li family, was lying neatly dressed, with a pair of copper scissors inserted in his chest, and died on the spot.

After examination, there were no other injuries on the two people's bodies, no signs of damage to the doors and windows of the east wing, and no footprints on the roof tiles.

And Li Zhuoyi lives in the west wing of the backyard, which is a mile away from the east wing where Li Zhuoran is located.

After inquiring about the people in Li's house, it was learned that Li Zhuoyi had entered Li Zhuoran's house for two moments after finishing his meal at the end of the unitary period, and then left on his own, and returned to the house to turn off the lights and go to bed at two o'clock in the morning.

Li Zhuoyi's maid Dongmei said that she had never seen Miss Li Zhuoyi, and she had been out during the period.

During this period, the whole province has never seen a living person enter or leave the two courtyards.

The bronze scissors of the murder weapon were corrected by Dongmei, and they were in Li Zhuoyi's house.

Then there is a confession signed by Li Zhuoyi.

A ruler-long piece of rice paper, Li Zhuoyi pleaded not guilty in the first half.

In the second half, Li Zhuoyi admitted that he killed someone, but as for why he killed, he can't say a thing or two.

However, looking at the confession, in addition to a handprint, there are also blood stains, thinking that Li Zhuoyi was punished and tortured.

After a cursory glance at the dossier.

Ye Qing raised his eyebrows, remembering that when he was put in prison by Zheng Ming for the first time, he vaguely heard Zhang San and Zhao Si say, 'Miss Li is beautiful, and she has the courage to kill'.

Come to think of it, the two are talking about this Li Zhuoyi.

Ye Qing turned his head to look at Wang Liu, who was there with the old god on the side, and asked:

"What is the state of this Miss Li after she goes to prison?"

Wang Liu said truthfully: "I am in a trance, just like having hysteria, and I keep saying that I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone." ”

"Moreover, every time we jailers went to deliver food, she threw herself on the edge of the cage and asked if anyone from the Li family came to see her."

"I asked her if she wanted to send a message to the Li Mansion, but she didn't answer."

"However, looking at her appearance at this time, there is no hysterical appearance."

"Ask if anyone from the Li family has come to see her?" Ye Qing felt a little strange.