A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

Chapter 82 The Double Corpse Case (11)

Yeats cupped his hands and stepped forward, "My lord, I have met the first debt collector."

"Is there a motive?" Mr. Pei is also very accustomed to using the word 'motivation' now.

Yeats replied truthfully, "Not yet."

"En." Pei Shaoqing ended the conversation with a short word.

Yeats understood the implication of one word: investigate the case carefully.

She checked it out!Your immediate boss comes early in the morning to put pressure on you?Yeats was not under any pressure, but he felt puzzled, and turned his head to look at Master Shaoqing unconsciously.

On a cold winter morning, Mr. Pei's face was gentle and seemed to be smiling. When he felt her turn her head, he turned her head too.

The two looked at each other.

Since the incident, the two of them either avoided him or she avoided it, and this morning was the first time their eyes met like this.

The morning light coming in from the door of the inn reflected the smile in his eyes, completely missing the coldness and alienation of the superior, and projected a warm and encouraging look from the superior.

Her eyes are like the fog in the forest in the early morning, and those eyes are clear to the bottom.

Suddenly, the inn lobby seemed to be a world of two people.

Teng Chong and others wished they could disappear in place.

Uh... Pei Shaoqing like this... Yeats broke free from his drowning gaze, and looked away guiltily, "What are you eating this morning, I'm starving to death..."

Finally someone broke the weird atmosphere, Teng Chong immediately agreed, "Yeah, what's delicious..."

The curvature of Pei Jingning's lips remained unchanged, and he took the main seat.

The shop waiter immediately served a hearty breakfast.

Everyone sat down at another table, and Yeats sat next to Teng Chong, picked up a big steamed bun and gnawed it, really like a starving ghost.

Only then did Teng Chong come to his senses, leaned close to her, and whispered: "You brought so much supper last night, are you still hungry?" His eyes fell on her thin body, "It's so edible, Why are you not strong?"

Teng Chong complained secretly in his heart: He doesn't look like a man at all!

Qin Dachuan lowered his head to eat, but he didn't see anything.

After breakfast, Pei and Ye pulled out of the inn and went their separate ways.

Today they went to look for Liang Qiufu, who invested the most. He lived in the wealthy district of Pinghu. Several people knocked on the door as merchants buying raw silk. As soon as they reached the entrance of the alley, they saw a house in the depths of the alley making a commotion. Boom, a steward took out a long bamboo pole and put it upright at the door.

"Uncle Qin, this is the custom of the dead in the Jiangnan area!"

"Probably." Qin Dachuan really didn't inquire about this kind of thing carefully.

Dead people?
Ye Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and he stopped in his tracks, his face darkening: "Uncle Qin, that's Liang Qiufu's house!"

Uncle Qin nodded affirmatively.

Yeats hurriedly followed with strides, "Brother Teng, you don't need to be a merchant anymore, just show the token of Dali Temple when you go in later."

"okay, I get it."

Inside Liang's house, the women and children cried into a ball, and the housekeeper was busy, "Hurry up and send someone to notify the relatives... and also to notify the patriarch to help manage the affairs of Da Lian..."

Teng Chong boldly stood at the entrance of the hall, and raised his hand to show the badge of Dali Temple to everyone, "I am the arrester of Dali Temple to investigate the case, who is in charge..."

The steward of the Liang residence immediately stepped forward, "The younger one is the steward of the Liang family, sir, my master did not kill the Lei brothers..."

Sure enough, people from Dali Temple came to investigate the case.

The butler wiped away his tears with his sleeves, "Last night, my master went..."

"How did you get there?"

The housekeeper looked cautiously: "Young one... I don't know, I seem to be asleep."

While observing the butler, Yeats looked at the girls in the courtyard. When the old housekeeper said this, several girls and girls looked at a certain place unknowingly.

She walked over calmly, and found that the corridor led to the inner courtyard, "Where is your master's body?"

The old steward looked at Teng Chong.

Teng Chong stared, "What are you looking at, hurry up and lead Master Ye the way."

The old steward understood, and the youngest and thinnest of the group was the leader, so he hurried forward to lead the way.

Through the corridor and into the inner room of the inner courtyard, an old woman was crying and instructing people to dress the body on the bed.

Teng Chong shouted, "The Dali Temple handles the case, the idlers and others quickly step aside."

When I came out to investigate the case today, Yan Yuzuo didn't follow. After finding something wrong at the entrance of the alley just now, I asked Xiaofuzi to ride back to take Yan Wuzuo, and I guess he will be there in a while.

Teng Chong led Zhang Jin and the others to control the scene.

Yeats took the opportunity to look at the room. Although the room had been tidied up, there were still signs of being smashed. It seemed that the place was not peaceful last night.

The Liang family was surrounded outside the circle, and the area around the body was emptied. Yeats walked up to the deceased and bent over to inspect it carefully. It was like dying of fright.

Yeats turned his head, "Who was serving here last night, tell the truth about what happened."

The girls and women looked at the oldest old man, waiting for her to signal.

The old woman suddenly became agitated as if she had been stimulated by something, "There is a ghost... There is a ghost... Brother Lei has come to take his life... Come to take his life..." She muttered, as if possessed by a demon.

The woman in charge shouted loudly, "Madam, the master has already said that 5 taels of silver is not enough to kill the brother of the Lei family. It is really not our Liang family who killed him..."

ghost?

Yeats looked at the smashed furniture while listening to the woman in charge comforting the old lady. Is this how it was formed?
She asked, "Apart from Liang's house, did anyone else come in?"

The old woman was in a mess, and the woman in charge couldn't care less, and hurried forward to reply, "My lord, last night, our master slept soundly, but suddenly got up and went crazy, and kept shouting that there is a ghost... there is a ghost, take it!" Just smash the stool, look, what the room was smashed into."

No one, suddenly went crazy and smashed things?

Yeats paced back and forth and saw yellow powder on the bedside shelf, "What is this?"

The mother-in-law immediately stepped forward, "Return to your lord, it is the powder for my master's athlete's foot."

Athlete's foot powder?
"What kind of medicinal material is it ground?"

"My lord, it was ground from the unique medicinal material Huangzhusun in our Jiangnan area."

There are many bamboos in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is rich in a delicacy - Dictyophora, which is a kind of fungus parasitic on the roots of dry bamboos. There is a fine and white mesh skirt at the top of the stipe that spreads downward from the cap, which is called " Snow Skirt Fairy'.

Dictyophora is rich in nutrition, rich in fragrance and delicious in taste. It has been listed as one of the "Eight Treasures of Grass" since ancient times.However, although the bamboo fungus used to treat tinea pedis has medicinal value, it must not be taken internally.

People in Jiangnan should understand it all.

"Does your master have the habit of drinking tea at night?" Yeats asked.

The old woman nodded.

"Then why are there no teapots and water cups on the bedside table?"

When Yeats asked this question, the atmosphere froze instantly.

The crazy old lady stopped and looked at the woman in charge.

The woman in charge was also puzzled, "Maybe it was because the shroud I put on for the master was in the way, and it was taken away by that girl."

Yeats looked at a group of girls and women, "Who is it?"

Both girls and women shook their heads, "I didn't take it..."

"I didn't take either..."

……

These maids and women are not stupid. When Yeats asked about the yellow bamboo fungus and then asked about the tea, they knew that the master was poisoned to death by the yellow bamboo fungus, and some of the poison would make people go crazy.

That master went crazy last night, so it wasn't because he met the Lei brothers who were haunted by ghosts!
Everyone was silent and did not dare to catch their breath.

(End of this chapter)