A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 32 032 Ghost Marriage Case (3)
Even the imperial doctor didn't find out what kind of poison it would be?Hydrogen sulfide... Potassium cyanide... These poisons can only be obtained through technological means in modern times, so what about in ancient times?

If these poisons could not be extracted in ancient times, besides arsenic (commonly known as arsenic), what else would poison people to death and could not be found out before death?

Yeats came from modern times and knew that many elements can cause poisoning, such as mercury (that is, mercury). The ancients used silver needles to test for poison, which was basically detected. Since the imperial physician did not detect it, it was ruled out; there are also fierce poisoning, verdigris, lead, iron, etc., which can poison people. In addition to various elements, many animals and plants can also poison people to death.

Which one will it be?Yeats lifted himself up and retreated from the coffin.

Turning around, he cupped his hands and said, "I need someone who has been serving Young Master Yang to know all his eating habits, places he's been to, and people he's met in the month before he passed away. Is it convenient? Grandpa?"

"Boss, you arrange it yourself."

"Yes, father." Yang Shizi bowed.

"Master Pei, before the case is completed, Yang hopes that Yeats will live in the Principality."

Pei Jingning agreed.

Yeats didn't even have a chance to refute.

"What about me?" Teng Chong liked to follow Yeats.

Yang Guogong agreed.

Yeats proposed adding two more people. In order to find out the real culprit who killed his son, Yang Guogong agreed to both without embarrassment.

In order not to let the outside world see the difference, the ghost marriage will continue as usual.

The best place to learn about a person's past, especially a son of the rich and powerful, is of course the study.

There was no one around, Teng Chong asked softly, "Brother Ye, I've been dead for a year, except for the poisonous spots on his body, I'm afraid this murderer will be hard to find!"

If it's easy to find, why do you need them!

Yeats replied softly: "Some cases can be found even after ten or twenty years, and one year is nothing."

Teng Chong almost lost his voice in surprise, "Do you have an idea?"

Yeats rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not a god."

Teng Chong was bald, "Anyway, when I first met you, you pointed out the murderer on the spot."

Yeats gave him another look: "At that time, the traces at the scene were complete. Through the footprints, I measured the murderer's height and weight, combined with the fresh traces of climbing the wall, the murderer had arrogance and reverse thinking, etc... A series of events gave me a chance to find the murderer."

It's really not a fairy pointing!

"Then what if... I said what if the murderer can't be found?"

"If you can't find it, you can't find it. Is it possible that Yang Guogong can eat me? He won't find a more powerful adult to investigate the case!" Yeats rolled his eyes at him, "pedantic."

Teng Chong said awkwardly, "Then you are not afraid of others talking about you."

"Tell me what?"

"The case can be solved in your hands. If you can't solve it, won't you be scolded?"

"Hehe..." Yeats said, "It's like seeing a doctor and treating a person. Could it be that a doctor can wipe out a person's disease just because he can't cure it? He can practice medicine?"

"..." Teng Chong was so annoyed that he was speechless, as if there was such a reason, but he felt that something was wrong.

Yang Yanbin is worthy of being a son of a high school. The study is not only large, but also has a collection of tens of thousands of books. For an era where books are the most precious, it is difficult to accumulate such a situation without top wealth.

Yang Yanbin is good at painting and has a special studio. The walls of the whole room are covered with his works, including majestic pictures of mountains and rivers, magnificent pictures of mountains and peaks, meaningful pictures of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and beautiful pictures of drinking on a moonlit night.

Sure enough, such a talented person, such a person was poisoned to death, it is really sad.

Yeats couldn't help sighing.

"See what?"

Suddenly, a clear male voice rang in his ears.

Yeats suddenly turned his head in fright.

Today, Pei Shaoqing is wearing a moon-white gown with straight breasts, a girdle with a moon-white auspicious cloud pattern around his waist, black hair tied up, and a simple white jade and silver crown.

When looking at him sideways, the setting sun shone in through the window sills, casting half an inch of shadows on both sides of the bridge of his nose. His brows were sharp, but the brow bone lines were unexpectedly soft.

"My lord..." When did this guy stand beside him?There is a difference between men and women, Yeats subconsciously avoided it.

"What are you looking at so engrossed in?" Pei Jingning realized that he had frightened his subordinates, and looked at the blue and green picture of mountains and rivers on the wall.

The work is in the form of a long scroll, depicting the continuous mountains and the vast rivers and lakes, with mountains dotted with pavilions, and small towns and cottages in the wilderness, trees, flowers, birds and animals. The depiction is detailed and vivid.

The scenery is varied and varied, and the composition emphasizes changes in density and density. The momentum is coherent and the artistic conception is vigorous. Even a layman like Yeats feels that this painting is magnificent and a rare masterpiece.

"If this painting is finished at the end, I'm afraid it will be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation." Yeats sighed, but it's a pity that he didn't finish it.

Pei Jingning nodded, "I need to find Bai Lang if I need anything."

Yeats subconsciously looked at the white guard behind him, this big brother, can she scream.

Just as Bai Lang was about to roll his eyes, Pei Jingning turned his head. He was as frightened as a quail, "Yes, my lord."

Ye Zhi made a strange appearance behind Pei Jingning.

Bai Lang didn't dare to be angry, he didn't dare to speak, and even laughed apologetically, he was so angry that he was about to smoke, wishing he could step up and give this frightened brat two pats on the head.

Pei Jingning left.

Yang Guogong's mansion sent dinner over, and after eating, Yeats chatted with Yang Yanbin's servant and got to know him in every way.

Until the end of the night, Hao Shi didn't wait for any movement from the Duke's Mansion. Could it be that they didn't find out?I wanted to find someone to ask if the people from Dali Temple had left, but I didn't dare, and I was sweating all over in a hurry.

Someone noticed, "Miss Hao, you..."

"I...I..." Hao Shi didn't know what he wanted to do, but he was very confused.

The person who inquired found that although Hao's clothes were old, but they were washed clean, he looked fresh and clean, and had a good impression, so he said, "If you still want to come to fold ingots tomorrow, you can stand at the back door, and I think you can come in."

"Thank you so much Mammy."

"You have to thank yourself, it's you who are quick and likable."

"Yes, yes..." Hao shi was ashamed by the praise, and followed the crowd to leave through the back door.

Yang Guogong didn't sleep until late at night, until the boy came back and said, "Master Ye, the judge of Dali Temple surnamed Ye kept asking questions until midnight before letting Mo Bao leave."

"What did you ask?"

"First I asked how the young master is getting along with the prince? Then I asked how the family's bastard is..."

This person suspected that Bin'er died in a fight in the house. Of course, Yang Guogong also thought about it, and ruthlessly cleaned up a group of people in the house, but found nothing.

Not too much.

The boy replied again: "Ask the young master again if he has a room, and the girls who warm the bed compete for favor..."

In the old way, Yang Guogong's hopeful heart suddenly slumped.

Seeing the disappointment of the Duke, the boy asked cautiously, "Master, do you want him to continue the investigation?"

(End of this chapter)