A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Yeats and Zhao Bai quickly retreated downstairs and stood respectfully to one side.

King Han stepped in front of Ye Zhi, with a smile on his face, but the smile was not meaningful. He still looked at her with meaningful eyes, "Ye Pingshi is indeed a capable person. I am very optimistic about you. Mr. Ye——"

"Your Majesty is so complimentary, but I am so ashamed that I don't deserve it."

King Han stood in front of her, as if looking her from side to side, and even raised his hand to reach forward.

Yeats instinctively avoided it.

For a while, the atmosphere was weird.

Yeats's head just avoided, and King Han's hand just stopped in mid-air. It was clear that time had not stopped, everything here seemed to have stopped.

Everyone looked at the two of them strangely.

Yeats was even more surprised. What was King Han doing? But he couldn't show it on his face. He bared his teeth in a grin and deliberately smoothed his hair with his hand: "There is a small flying insect on it. Please excuse me, Your Majesty."

King Han's eyes, which were filled with a bit of chill, were suddenly full of smiles, "I didn't see any small flying insects, but I just felt that Mr. Ye was a little short. Didn't the family give you food? Let you grow up." Do you have to look like a girl?"

King Han is investigating her?Yeats was shocked. Her first thought was: What else could she do in Dali Temple?

Yeats clasped his hands and bowed, "When I was a child, I was poor and had no food. I really didn't grow well. I made the prince laugh!"

Seeing her frightened, King Han bowed his back, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, smiled with satisfaction, turned around and walked away.

Zhao Bai quickly explained in a low voice, "I didn't know that King Han would come to the bookstore."

Yeats took a deep breath and forced a smile, "I know."

Zhao Bai looked sad and flustered, and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Yeats shook his head to comfort him, "Master Zhao, it's really none of your business."

Since the food case, Zhao Qi'an and Pei Ziqian only wanted the stolen goods, so she knew what was behind it. She didn't expect that King Han would appear in front of her so soon. What was this?

caveat?

But she is just a small Dali Temple judge, and she only handles ordinary civilian cases with the bosses. Cases involving important court matters have long been beyond her scope. What does he want to do?
Waiting for King Han's carriage to disappear from their sight, Yeats breathed out, "Mr. Zhao, I'm sorry, I can't read with you today."

"it's okay no problem."

Yang Fuquan then stepped forward, pointed at Jiang Mingchuan who was coming in from the outside corner, and said, "He's looking for you."

Yeats and Zhao Bai went upstairs to read just now. Yang Fuquan was bored and stood outside at the street entrance waiting for Yeats. Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingchuan, a student of the Imperial College who often went to Ye's breakfast shop to buy breakfast, saw him as if he had seen his savior.

"What's the matter?"

Jiang Mingchuan stepped forward and gave a big gift, "Master Ye, remember the students!"

We often meet each other at Ye Zhi's breakfast shop, and we know Ye Zhi.

"Master Ye, you once told us that if there was anything we needed help with, you would help us."

Yeats nodded, that's what happened, and waited for him to say the main text.

"There is an alley behind the Imperial College, and there is a resident named Liu Dashuan."

Yeats nodded again, "Yes."

"Her sister has been missing for several days. We have been looking for her for several days but haven't found her. Brother Liu wanted to ask you for help, but I heard that you were working on a big case and didn't dare to ask you. I went to Dali Temple to inquire about the end of the case. Yes, so I searched all the way here..."

Even one of Jiang Mingchuan's students could find the library, so it was not surprising that King Han was waiting in the library.

"How many days have you been missing?"

Jiang Mingchuan checked the date and said, "It's been almost five days." "So long."

"Yes, my lord."

Yeats asked Jiang Mingchuan to take her to Liu's house to see what was going on, and he thanked Liu Dashuan.

Zhao Bai said, "I'm fine anyway, so I'll go with you."

Yeats always felt that Zhao Bai was acting weird today, but he was too embarrassed to refuse him, "If Mr. Zhao doesn't mind the trouble, then let's go together."

"How could it be possible? I am also a member of Dali Temple, and it is my duty to relieve people's worries."

Yeats smiled.

So a few people went to Liu's house.

Liu's alley is only a few alleys away from the small courtyard Yeats rented, so it's not that far away.

The disappearance of the younger sister has been reported to Jing Zhaoyin, but disappearances happen almost every day in the large capital city. The people in the yamen will help the people find the person, and most of them have to rely on their own family members to find her.

Liu Dashuan, a grown man, cried with snot and tears, "Both of my parents are dead, and my only direct relatives are this seventeen-year-old girl. Originally, the girl had already made a reservation and was waiting to get married next year, but I didn't expect to go out and buy one. Soy sauce, people will never come back."

Liu Dashuan's mother-in-law stood aside with her child in her arms, looking heavy and not knowing what to do.

"When did you go out to buy soy sauce?"

Liu Dashuan couldn't catch his breath from crying. His mother-in-law replied, "In the evening, I was cooking and found that the soy sauce was gone, so I asked Zhen'er to go to the alley in front to make soy sauce. Later, Zhen'er didn't come back, so I went to the alley to look for it. , the person at the soy sauce shop said that there was no soy sauce today, and that Zhen'er probably went to another alley to get soy sauce, so I went to another alley, but the person said that Zhen'er was not seen at all, so I panicked and hurried back to find the owner. , and asked him to search all the soy sauce grocery stores nearby, but there was no one there."

"How long after Miss Zhen'er left did you go out to look for someone?"

Mrs. Liu Dashuan said: "Half a quarter of an hour at most."

In ancient times, a quarter of an hour was half an hour.

At dusk, it is when people return home. It stands to reason that there are pedestrians inside and outside the alley. How can a living person disappear just because he is missing?

Yeats asked some more questions and suggested going to Liu Zhen'er's room to have a look.

The furnishings of the room are just like those of an ordinary young lady. Under the window, there is an embroidered quilt with a quilt cover half-embroidered on it.

Mrs. Liu Dashuan said, "This is the quilt shop where Zhen'er will get married next year."

Yeats looked at the sewing basket. The needles and threads were hanging on the edge, as if they would be used again soon. He also looked at the clothes, some folded and some half hanging on hangers.

There was also a small plate on the bedside table with a piece of sesame cake on it. I took two bites of it.

All signs showed that Liu Zhen'er showed no sign of running away from home. She indeed went to buy soy sauce.

"How much money did she take with her when she went out?"

"Twenty or thirty cents?" Mrs. Liu Dashuan thought for a moment and then said, "At most, bring your purse. There are one or two pieces of silver in the purse. In total, it's half a tael of silver at most."

Liu Dashuan understood the meaning of Yeats' question, "You mean someone wants to steal my little sister's money?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"Oh my God!" Mrs. Liu Dashuan couldn't help crying, "It's all my fault. She asked her to go out to buy soy sauce, and she blamed me..."

Yeats showed no expression as he left Liu Zhen'er's room. A circle of curious people gathered in front of Liu's house.

Yeats asked, "Has anyone else's young lady disappeared recently?"

The onlookers shook their heads, "No." (End of Chapter)