A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Of course, we would first check on Fan Wenjia, who was staying in another courtyard outside the city. After that, Yeats took the lead and went to the state prison.

Several people behind him looked at each other, but their feet didn't move.

Yeats turned around and said, "Won't you follow?"

Tengchong hissed, "Brother Ye, that's not right!"

"What's wrong?" Yeats simply turned his head, folded his arms and looked at the people.

"Nothing is right." Teng Chong walked up to her and pointed at the brothers behind him. "In the past, when you investigated a case, you would divide your troops into several groups. Why are they all going to the Imperial Academy like a swarm today?"

Yang Fuquan also nodded in agreement, Brother Ye was not like this before.

Yeats laughed, "Now that Brother Teng has pointed out the problem, how do you think we should investigate it?"

"This..." Teng Chong thought to himself, of course he would check them one by one.

Yeats seemed to understand what he was thinking, "Then what's wrong with checking Master Fan first?"

Crowd: ...

Qin Dachuan couldn't help but ask: "How about I go check on Master Fan..."

Yeats nodded.

Qin Dachuan and everyone:...

Is the incisor case really so difficult?Even Ye Pingshi, who handles cases like a god, has lost his way?
Yeats walked in front: "Except for Mr. Zhao, there are four of them. I want to see them first."

Teng Chong and others followed Yeats with some understanding, but Qin Dachuan did not. He turned around to check Fan Wenjia. No, these five needed to be investigated secretly.

When he arrived at the Imperial College, Yeats did not see Confucius Fan, "He didn't come to class today?"

"coming?"

"What about the others?"

The person from the Imperial College said, "A guard just called him away."

Not a cadre, but a guard.

Guards are guards, pawns, and small soldiers who can use soldiers as guards. Except for the emperor, concubines, princes, county kings, etc., no one else is qualified.

Teng Chong asked, "Is it the King of Han?"

After confirmation, it was indeed King Han who called him. The purpose of calling him was of course to ask him where he was and what he was doing on the night of the crime. Who could prove that he did not kill anyone in Xushi.

Yeats nodded.

"Then what do we do now?"

Yeats said: "Wait until tomorrow."

"Why tomorrow?" Teng Chong asked impatiently.

Yeats looked at him.

Teng Chong was confused.

Yang Fuquan understood: "If the King of Han finds out that Fan Wenjia is fine, he will be released tomorrow at the latest."

"That's it!" Teng Chong was confused, "Then if that's the case, shouldn't we stop checking and just look for it?"

Yeats nodded again.

The next one was Zhao Qiying, the concubine of King Huaiyang who served as the minister of ceremony at Taichang Temple. He was of the same generation as Zhao Qi'an, the prince of Nanping County, and they were both of Qi generation. A small group of the Ye family went to Taichang Temple.

Taichang Temple is a place for royal sacrifices, rituals and music. Yeats and others were very polite when they entered, "Sir Zhao, it's a routine matter, please cooperate."

Liang Baolin was not an ordinary official's son, he was the grandnephew of the Queen Mother, and his death was no small matter.Zhao Qiying was very nervous. When Ye Zhi and others made eye contact, she quickly dodged away, as if she had a guilty conscience or had some shady activities. She nodded dully, "I will definitely cooperate. Master Ye, what do you want to ask?" Yes, just ask."

Yeats smiled slightly and said, "Thank you very much. Four days ago, you spent a day playing with the young prince in the villa of the Duke of Qi?"

"……Yes……"

"just you……"

"Of course it's not just me, there are several others."

"Oh."

In an instant, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Zhao Qiying's forehead. Teng Chong and Zhang Jin looked at each other. There was something wrong with this person.

Yeats still had a faint smile and continued to ask, "You are in the other courtyard..."

"The young prince thought it was hot and boring in the city, so he brought some fine wine to the other courtyard. I... know some music, so I brought the konghou to add to the fun."

The son of the clan who is the minister of ceremony of Taichang Temple is appointed as the musician. The grandson of Qi Guogong is really naughty. Yeats has been in the Wei Dynasty for more than a year, and he knows that the imperial family Zhao family has a history of more than 100 years. , from the first generation of Emperor Taizu to the present five or six generations, there are countless various princes and princes. The princes and princes no longer have much gold content, especially the princes and princes who do not hold real power. In most cases He only held the title of aristocrat, and his financial resources were sometimes not as good as those of a fifth- or sixth-rank Beijing official. This was why Liang Baolin dared to let the clan's children play music for him.

"Xu Shizheng, where are you? Can anyone prove it?"

In the front, Zhao Qiying's eyes were evasive and her tone was erratic, but she said: "I am in the house, and the girls and women in the house can all prove it."

Teng Chong retorted as usual, "The girl and the mother-in-law are all from your family. The Huaiyang Palace held their bodies to death. Of course they will prove that you are in the palace."

Hearing this, Zhao Qi'an, who was originally feeling guilty and uneasy, laughed sarcastically and said, "I am the only one who can access the girl's marriage contract?" He looked at me with disdain as if you overestimated me.

"Why..." Zhang Jin also retorted habitually, but Yeats quietly reached out to stop him.

Yeats was still calm and calm: "I believe what Mr. Zhao said, Xu is right. Did you wash your feet and rest, or are you reading and writing in the study?"

"I just finished practicing my calligraphy and went into the bathroom to wash myself off after a long day of heat."

"Oh." Yeats nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao. If the case goes to court in the future and you need to come forward to testify, please cooperate with Mr. Zhao."

"That's...that's..."

After asking a few more questions, Teng Chong, Zhang Jin and others heard that they were of little value as clues.

After leaving Taichang Temple, Teng Chong asked, "Brother Ye, is this the murderer?"

Yeats shook his head, "No."

"Why?" Teng Chong wanted to ask why.

Yeats said, "He is a coward and a coward trapped in self-conflict. His emotions have not broken down enough to kill someone."

"..."

I can probably understand the emotions, but what is internal friction? "Why do you say you didn't break down enough to kill people?" Teng Chong asked if he didn't understand something.

Yeats turned to look at him, "Do you remember that wife-killing case?"

Teng Chong's face suddenly darkened. Others may not know that Qi Xiaoshizi is a man of both genders, but as a head catcher, he has more information than others. Of course, he has heard of Liang Baolin's disgusting hobby.

Since it's not Zhao Qiying, could it be Master Fan's concubine - Fan Wenjia?

On the second day, when Teng Chong and others had just taken up duty and had not yet had time to come out, Teng Chong's manpower had already reported the news, "My lords, Master Fan has been released."

It’s not him either!
Who is that?The other three have never left the capital, so they can't possibly kill people, right?

Qin Dachuan gave Yeats the information about the five people he had inquired about. "The ages of these five people are within the scope of Ye Pingshi's assessment. After inquiring, it was found that these five people were abused when they were children, but when they grew up, they were all arranged by their families to be sent to the agency." Yamen, on the surface, the mistress of the inner house can no longer abuse them."

Teng Chong sighed, "Master Zhao is familiar with us, and he has been sick some time ago, so I won't check him for now. Let's check on the remaining two."