Chapter 77

Master Song Sheng was an old man in his fifties. When he heard the question, he glanced at the dossier and was shocked. "Eh, when did this come out?"

He looked on the bookshelf and said strangely, "it's an old case. It happened 20 years ago. It's the first case since Mr. Zhang became the official of Jingzhao, because this case was so amazing that people close to a village died, and each of them died in a terrible way. Later, Mr. Zhang found out that there was something wrong with the water source in that village, At that time, this case caused a sensation all over the country. Mr. Zhang was also famous for this case, which made the people in the capital very supportive of him. "

After looking at the file carefully, the details of the case listed above are very complicated, and the introduction of autopsy report is also very strange. However, after listening to the master's words, I know what poison must have been produced in the water source, which makes the villagers die one after another, so I can understand.

When she has nothing to do, she looks at the files in the Yamen and asks Song Sheng from time to time. Song Sheng sees that she seems to be interested in these cases in the past, and tells her a lot of strange things that happened in the Jin and Yuan Dynasties. As soon as she talks about them, the topic comes to Feng Che.

Speaking of the third prince, I can hear that Song Sheng's voice is very admirable. When he said that he suddenly left his armour and returned to the fields three years ago, and took up a casual job in the capital, Xiangwan was very strange, "the third prince is protecting his family and defending his country. Why did he suddenly return to Beijing and quit? Did something happen? "

Song Sheng sighed and said, "it's more than what happened. Speaking of it, I'm afraid few people know..."

Song Sheng Xu Daolai: "during the ten years of guarding Xuecheng, the third prince once fell in love with azaya, Miluo Princess of Yunhe tribe in Xuecheng. But at that time, Xuecheng was at the junction of the Jin and Yuan Dynasties and Beiluo, so he was restless and often fought. In order to protect his territory, the third prince always guarded Xuecheng, so he didn't care about marriage."

"But azeya is only a few years younger than Wang Ye. Wang Ye can afford it, but her daughter's family can't afford it! In the end, she was arranged by the tribal leader to marry Prince Beiqiu of the Lin tribe. The prince was heartbroken, and finally returned to the capital after keeping peace in the snow city and became an idle prince. "

"Others only say that there is something wrong with the fact that the Lord has not married for many years, but they don't know that the Lord is hurt by his feelings, so they don't want to marry."

It turned out that there was still such a past. Xiangtan was a little distracted.

"Since this matter is so secret, how did Mr. Song know?"

Hearing the speech, Song Sheng laughed happily. "After the Lord returned to Beijing, he took the job of Jingzhao Yamen. He often helped solve cases. I followed Mr. Zhang and heard some news. So I learned something about him."

"I see!" Looking at Song Sheng, he said, "look at the way Mr. Song looks when he talks about these things. It seems that Mr. song also likes gossip?"

"Ah Song Sheng's face was flat. He looked at Xiang Wan and said, "little girl, I'm curious to see you. I'll tell you that you're good. I'll fight you back!"

"I'm wrong. Can't I be wrong?" Xiang Wan immediately begged for mercy. Seeing that Song Sheng's face lightened, he said, "Mr. Song, since you even know the secret eight trigrams of the third prince, do you know if Lord Zhang has any eight trigrams?"

Referring to Zhang Chengying, Song Sheng suddenly looks solemn. "You'd better ask Mr. Qin about Mr. Zhang himself. I don't dare to say that."

"This..." Xiang Wan immediately did not understand, "you dare to say what happened to the third prince, why did Lord Zhang dare not say?"

Song Sheng looked at her with a grin: "if you don't say it, I won't say it if you kill me!"

With that, Song Sheng ran to the bookshelf behind him to sort out the archives!

In the evening, he felt bored and knew that he couldn't find anything, so he began to look at the file again.

After all, I still remember what I told Yier yesterday, and I don't know if he has done it.

He stayed in Yamen in the afternoon, then he secretly beat his horse back to the palace.

As soon as I got back to the third prince's residence, I saw a man like a doctor who was urged to run to the front yard by his servants. When I saw his thoughts in the evening, I immediately pulled the servant and asked, "what's the matter, what's the matter?"

Seeing that she asked, the servant replied quickly, "something happened to the Lord. I'm looking for the doctor now."

After that, he didn't wait for an answer. He led the doctor to Fengche's bedroom in a hurry.

Seeing the hasty pace in the evening, she immediately knew that her plan was successful. She quickly went back to her room, kicked the antidote, and then pretended to go to Fengche's bedroom.

As soon as I got out of the yard, I found a lot of servants surrounded there, but it was quiet inside. I didn't know if something had happened.

He straightened his clothes in the evening, immediately pushed away the crowd and strode toward the bedroom.

"Easy, easy... Hiss..."

As soon as I got to the door, I heard the sound of the rising sun. In the evening, I felt strange. I didn't knock on the door. I pushed the door gently and found it unlocked. This push opened a crack in the door. When I looked inside, I saw a man sitting on the couch. What was the doctor doing next to him? Fengche stood alone on the other side. The old God was there, and his son was also inside, standing not far from the door, With his back to him, there is nothing in his hand. I don't know if the painting has been given to Fengche.

"Puchi... Puchi..." she deliberately made a slight voice, trying to attract Yi'er's attention, but she didn't expect that Yi'er was discovered by someone who shouldn't have found out.

"Now that you're here, come in. It's hard to stay outside."

Feng Che's vision light falls on the door, obviously discovered her.

He opened the door towards him in the evening, and then walked in. Seeing what the doctor seemed to do on Chaoyang's face, he pretended to be scared and said, "what's the matter with Mr. Qin? Is there a sore on your face

When Yi'er saw her coming in, she immediately pulled Xiangye and said, "Niang, uncle Qin took my painting, and then his face changed like this."

Looking at Wen Yan in the evening, he almost didn't spit out his saliva. He saw Qin Chaoyang's face, which used to be handsome, swollen and red. His eyes were almost out of shape. I don't know how long it took to touch her painting.

"Well..." Wu Zi cleared his throat and pretended that he didn't know what happened. He stood by the doctor and stared at the wound on Qin Chaoyang's face. "Oh, Lord Qin, how can you be like this? Tut tut... It's so ugly. How can I go out? "

Qin Chaoyang's cold eyes glanced over and swept around Xiangwan's face. Xiangwan couldn't resist the schadenfreude. He happened to be caught by Chaoyang. When Chaoyang's face was cold, he pulled down the doctor's hand and glared at Xiangwan. "Are you OK to say that you care about the poison on Xiangwan's paintings?"

Xiangwan couldn't help laughing, "you pig face... Ha ha..."

Chaoyang's face suddenly turned black. At the same time, the doctor's hands were heavier. Chaoyang grinned with pain and couldn't help staring at the doctor, "won't you take it lightly?"

The doctor was so scared that his hands trembled. He even said, "well, well, don't move, Mr. Qin. I'll do it less!"

To the evening stuffy smile to one side, he took a cup of tea for himself to a cup of tea, a look up happened to find Feng Che's eyes fell on him, she immediately face a positive, some guilty way, "it has nothing to do with me, I am in Yamen all day."

Qin Chaoyang there immediately hummed coldly, "it's not about you. It's about who? With your son? I've got a painting to frame the Lord. If I hadn't opened it by mistake, I'd have thought that the Lord of my family would be sitting here now! "

Feng Che smell speech eyebrow tip a lift, light saw Qin Chaoyang one eye, Qin Chaoyang immediately realized that he seemed to say wrong words, immediately silence.

Xiang wanzui refused to admit, "I didn't paint poison on that paper. It's just that the ink is made of special materials. I came to prevent villains. I didn't expect that I forgot it when I was painting for Yi'er that day, which made me self defeating. Isn't that right, Yier? "

Although Yi'er doesn't know what it means, she still knows how to cooperate with her, "yes, the painting is Yi'er's own, not my mother's

"Er..." isn't it three hundred taels of silver here?

"Bah, bah, Yi'er, go to Aunt Tao first. My mother has something to tell the Lord." After that, Xiang Wan pushes Yi'er out. Yi'er looks at her. She doesn't know why, but she pushes her out mercilessly.

In the evening, he turned around and laughed in Fengche's smiling eyes. Then he walked in the direction of Qin Chaoyang and said, "OK, OK, it's my ink that hurt you. I'll treat you and make sure you get rid of the swelling in an hour!"

Chaoyang Wen Yan took a suspicious look at her. He lowered his head to look for a red medicine bottle on his waist and took it out. "Well, I'll treat you. I don't need to pay for it, but it's a powder that I spent thousands of taels of gold on. I can't give it to you for nothing."

"For money?" Chaoyang's face became darker, and he said, "no money, no money for you!"

Hearing the words in the evening, he took the medicine bottle to his arms and said, "well, no one can solve my own secret powder. If you really don't use it, the doctor will give you Panax notoginseng and poria cocos, which can only temporarily reduce the swelling. When you wake up in the morning, you will still have this pig face, and it will last for at least a month, Miss you, Mr. Qin. If you go out with this face, tut tut... "She didn't go on, but the following words need not be said, and others can understand.

The doctor couldn't help but look at the night. He didn't expect that a little girl's eyes were so poisonous.

Chaoyang lips moved, already is the expression of forbearance to the extreme, if not Feng Che on the side, he will definitely jump up.