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On the third day of October, it rained.

In the dungeon of the inspection courtyard, Zhang Qiu, the head of the Rite Academy, sat on a wooden chair, his hands and feet firmly bound by thick ropes. He was already thin, but now he was dressed in a thin prison uniform, and he looked like a piece of paper.

Qi Muxiao sat on the wooden chair in front of him and didn't say a word.

The sound of rain outside the dungeon skylight continued, and Pei Huan felt that it was too dark here, so he lit a piece of wax.

"Lord Mu, Zhang Qiu has always had no grievances with you, the theft of the Tibetan Painting Pavilion was my mastermind, and the current evidence is conclusive, so I won't let you be punished again." ”

"There is no need to move the punishment, this king just has something to ask Master Zhang. ”

"The prisoner under the stairs, how dare you call it an adult, but it doesn't hurt to ask. Zhang Qiu's calm demeanor disappeared after seeing the thing in Qi Muxiao's hand.

The shocked state was taken into Qi Muxiao's eyes, and he asked, "Where did this thing come from?"

"The grass people don't know. ”

"Feed him. Qi Muxiao handed Pei Huan a small medicine bottle.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Mu Wangye, who has always solved cases quickly, came to handle the case with poison, Zhang knew that he would not escape death, and the prince just picked my skin, and he couldn't get what he wanted, so it's better to save it. ”

Qi Muxiao was silent, and after half a moment, Zhang Qiu's cold sweat on the opposite seat soaked through his prison clothes, and his whole body writhed in pain, he gritted his teeth and said patiently: "What did you feed the old man?"

"Divine Soul Grass, this thing is hard to find, not poison. ”

Su Xian had previously offered to help him refine medicine in order to thank him, the halfway uncle, for officiating at the wedding. Qi Muxiao asked him to make a small bottle of pills from the Divine Soul Grass he had previously obtained from his maternal grandfather. When Su Xian saw that it was the Divine Soul Grass, he was interested, and he mixed the auxiliary medicine to improve the efficacy, and was stunned to refine half of the pill for him.

Just a small one, anyone who wants to know will know.

"Who gave the things in this official kiln, and the elixir in it?"

"I don't know what this is...... Zhang Qiu was dizzy and dizzy at this time, but he still had a trace of reason, and his fingertips clenched the handrail fiercely.

Qi Muxiao didn't speak again, silently waiting for the person in front of him to go from cold sweat to finally biting his lip and roaring with blood in his mouth.

In his heart, he thought of his fat son who was not angry, and he dared to give away this kind of thing casually!

Suddenly, she thought of the bowl of Divine Soul Herb Tea that Luo Li had drunk before, but after boiling three leaves and putting three pills on top, she could still finish the lotus picture calmly in front of everyone.

Those with spirit demon bloodline are really different from mortals.

No matter what Zhang Qiu said, he was just an ordinary person, and after a while, Qi Muxiao got the answer he wanted without much effort.

In the main hall of the inspection courtyard, Pei Huan asked puzzledly: "Master, how did this King Jing get involved with Concubine Yu? The medicine in Wang Wensheng's hand turned out to be refined by Concubine Yu. ”

"Princess Jing is the daughter of the Xia clan of Jiangmen in Yuzhou, with a strong personality, and died early many years ago, I just know this.

Now I know at least two key pieces of information from Zhang Qiu's mouth, one is that King Jing is indeed the mastermind behind the theft of the Tibetan Painting Pavilion, and the other is that King Jing has a private connection with Concubine Yu.

But everyone ignored the more important point, the theft of the Tibetan Painting Pavilion was exposed because Yu Qian died in the Tibetan Painting Pavilion, and his father was only concerned about recovering the stolen paintings, but did not pay attention to who Yu Qian died at. ”

"What the master said is very true. Pei Huan thought of Yu Qian, and the tragic situation he saw that night came to his mind, he didn't have time to go to the scene, he just stared at the autopsy.

Tang Cheng of the inspection institute is an experienced old man, and he was stunned for a long time when he saw Yu Qian's body being split into two that night, and he kept saying "demon, demon ......" as if he was also frightened. In the end, I drank two bowls of wine before I dared to check the internal organs that flowed out.

"Yu Qian is the highest official under Han Dongyu, so King Jing lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot, and the purpose of killing Yu Qian is not clear at present. There are three reasons: first, the painting Yu Qian took was requested by the perpetrator; second, the perpetrator knew that Yu Qian had stolen the painting and wanted to find out about it; third, the perpetrator wanted to take Yu Qian's place. ”

The subordinates found out that Yu Qian was alone and had no relatives, and the only close relationship was the former master of calligraphy and painting - Liu Jun, who had passed away five years ago. ”

"Yu Qian's death can be released first. By the way, how did you investigate Han Dongyu's identity?"

"Back to the master, ugly return, Han Dongyu's original name was Han Yu, and he was the illegitimate son of Han, a grain merchant on the rich side of Zicheng, Liangzhou, and his mother Ran Qiqi was a local talented girl, and the two of them were also a sensation in the past. The Ran family was a scholarly family, so they were humiliated and insisted on marrying their daughter to a monk on the coast of the East China Sea, and then Ran Qiqi fled and disappeared. ”

"Monk?"

"In order to punish Ran Qiqi, the Ran family married her to the master of the Qianjun Sect. ”

"That shameless old man?" Qi Muxiao is very familiar with the name of Xuan Xie, this person is a well-known Sven scum on the coast of the East China Sea, a new disciple of Qianjun Peak, who was expelled from the East China Sea by Bai Jing, the chief of the Immortal Sect on the coast of the East China Sea, twelve years ago, and now this past is used as a negative teaching material to warn the monks.

Pei Huan bowed, he had lived on the coast of the East China Sea for ten years, how could he not know Xuan Xie's name, "I think he has also suffered a lot of crimes, but how did he become the famous Treasure Pavilion Master of Kyushu?"

"When he can speak, let's go and ask for clarification. ”

......

......

In a wing room of King Mu's Mansion, Luo Li was feeding medicine to Han Dongyu under the watchful eyes of Yin, Mao, Chen, and Si, four secret guards.

"Really, he has become like this, and the sick seedling has arranged for four people to watch, he is really sick. Luo Li muttered quietly, looking at Han Dongyu in front of him with a detached look, and his heart was even more congested.

She was to blame for this, she was not in her mind just now, and told him about the fight that night.

Han Dongyu woke up today, and the place where his chest was locked by the ghost was still painful, unable to move, and wanted to move his mouth, but his throat suddenly couldn't speak.

The maid who came in wanted to feed the medicine, but he was powerless, and he was in a strange environment, so he would rather die than take medicine.

The first thing Han Dongyu did when he saw her was to ask about something, but his mouth couldn't move, so he could only use his fingers to slowly write it in the palm of her hand.

After Luo Li figured it out, he told him that the two were actually dressed as killers.

Then Han Dongyu became this half-dead look.

Luo Li then remembered that the night before, he should have called "Niang" in the distance.

"Hey, I took your money, I have to ensure that you don't die for ten days, you don't want to kill yourself, and then ask the money back, those gold beads are different from silver tickets, it's not good to burn them for you." ”

Han Dongyu stared sideways, if he could move now, he would definitely hammer her!

Seeing this, Luo Li smiled, "It's okay, the person is not dead." ”

She completed the task, and when she was about to leave with the bowl, her cuffs tightened, and it was Han Dongyu who grabbed her cuffs.

Luo Li was about to open his mouth to ask him what he was doing, when Qi Muxiao led Dr. Zhang in.

Qi Muxiao saw that the two of her were involved, and her eyes were as cold as ice, "What are you doing here?"

Yin in the shadows was annoyed in his heart, and he was going to be unlucky......

(Related chapter: Divine Soul Grass - see Chapter 12)