During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

"The younger one also found out that King Yuzhang showed interest in Jiang Miao when he met her for the first time, and seemed to want to marry her as his concubine, but Jiang Miao did not agree. Later, King Yuzhang met Jiang Miao several times, and he always wanted to marry her. Jiang Miao avoided him, and later King Yuzhang was assassinated in Qingzhou City and left."

Guo Xing's heart trembled uncontrollably, "Could it be that love turned into hatred?"

"What do you mean, King Yuzhang failed in his courtship and became resentful of Jiang Miao?"

It's not impossible!

Guo Xing rubbed his chin, a shrewd flash in his eyes, "The assassination of King Yuzhang is rare, but unfortunately I was in Guangzhou at the time. Do you think it was possible that Jiang Qian had someone do it?"

Followers shook their heads.

Guo Xing was surprised, "Why?"

He is Guo Xing's companion. The two grew up together and both like criminal cases. It can be said that he is better at investigating cases than the people in the Criminal Department.

Guo Xing didn't understand his reaction.

The entourage replied: "Sir, Jiang Qian is not a person who kills innocent people indiscriminately, and King Yuzhang is protected by experts. Jiang Qian's attempt to attack him is tantamount to hitting an egg with a stone. Moreover, King Yuzhang's character is bound to retaliate. If it is really What Jiang Qian did, he would definitely not sit back and wait for death, he would have to torture people to death."

Guo Xing looked away. This was indeed the personality of King Yuzhang.

"In this case, King Yuzhang was probably assassinated for other reasons and had nothing to do with Jiang Qian. Who could it be?"

"Sir, there are not many people who can attack King Yuzhang in Qingzhou City and escape unharmed. The Ming Governor and General Ye have this ability, but neither of them dare to attack him, and they have no purpose. The remaining The Yang family is the only one."

Guo Xing's eyes lit up, "King Yuzhang is not an honest person. He must have discovered what happened to the Yang family and was warned."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and began to think.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, the attendant asked curiously: "Sir, do you want to check?"

"Idiot, even King Yuzhang was almost stabbed, let alone me. The Yang family's water is too mixed and we can't mix it, but King Yuzhang can check it out."

The New Year is approaching, and the Dessert House's business is almost non-stop from morning to night. If Jiang Miao hadn't promised to double wages in the last month, the workers would have been exhausted.

Early in the morning, the streets are crowded with people. Both sides of the road are full of vendors setting up stalls. Shops that are usually afraid of the cold also open their doors to welcome customers.

The streets were bustling with activity, and Jiang Miao took some time off from her busy schedule to buy a lot of items with Lan Xin.

After just walking down the street, their hands were full.

"Miss Jiang, do you need a small one to send you back with so many things?"

The person who spoke was a street helper. Jiang Miao couldn't pronounce his name, but she thought he looked familiar.

"Okay, how much?"

"Miss Jiang, are you joking? How can I ask for money when I give you something? If it weren't for you, I would have asked for food long ago."

Jiang Miao handed the things to him, took out ten coins, and said, "Send it to the county government for me."

"Miss Jiang agreed to pay a lot of money, do you see this?"

"Take it, it's cold, it's not easy for you to have a bowl of hot soup!"

"Miss Jiang said so, so I won't be polite. You can rest assured that I will deliver them in good quantities."

Lan Xin also handed the thing in her hand to him and reminded: "There is a lot of food in it, so be careful on the way."

Upon hearing this, Bang Xian nodded and bowed: "Don't worry, girl, we must be careful." Lan Xin smiled slightly, seeing that Bang Xian was inconvenient to hold things, she kindly helped him tidy them up, "Thank you, girl."

When she came to her senses, a piece of paper suddenly appeared in her hand.

Lan Xin told Jiang Miao calmly.

Jiang Miao looked around and said, "Let's go to the teahouse."

There are also many people in the teahouse, who come here to enjoy and chat during the Chinese New Year.

Shopkeeper Hua had a good relationship with Jiang Miao and arranged a private room for her. Although it was not as good as the wing room, it was blocked by a screen and outsiders could not see clearly what was going on inside.

"Shopkeeper Jiang hasn't been here for several days?" the waiter said hello while adding tea.

Everyone on the street knows that Jiang Miao has a good temper, and even the waiter in the shop can talk to her.

The teahouse was crowded with people. It was difficult to get down to the first and second floors. Even on the third floor, there were people walking around from time to time. Their location was relatively remote and not many people came, so the temperature was not high.

Jiang Miao rubbed her hands, and then the temperature of the cup warmed up a little, "I've thought about it for a long time, haven't I always had no time? By the way, why are there so many people today? Are there any activities at the teahouse?"

"Shopkeeper Jiang is so smart. He specially hired a theater troupe from out of town. Then, the stage has been set up and it will start in a moment."

Jiang Miao craned her neck to take a look. She didn't notice when she came up. Sure enough, a stage had been set up in the stairwell. Several people were tuning the music, but there were no opera singers.

"What show are you singing today?"

"Shopkeeper Jiang will definitely be willing to watch this play, The Legend of White Snake!"

Jiang Miao's eyes brightened, "Then we have to take a closer look."

The waiter smiled and said, "Just please do it!"

Jiang Miao picked up the teapot on the table and gathered a cup. She didn't notice it at first, but after drinking two cups in a row, she finally realized something was wrong.

"Lan Xin, do you think there's something wrong with this tea?"

Lan Xin increased her vigilance, thinking that someone had poisoned her. She used a silver needle to detect it, but found that it had not turned black and the smell was indeed that of Biluochun.

Lan Xin was puzzled: "Girl, isn't it poisonous?"

Jiang Miao hooked her hands, "I'm not talking about poisoning, I'm talking about something wrong with this tea. Do you remember the tea you drank at Gu Ying's house? It tastes the same as this tea."

"What a coincidence, all Biluochun has the same flavor."

Jiang Miao shook her head, "No, smell it again. I've also drunk Biluochun. The Biluochun in Gu Ying's house tastes the same as this. In addition to the taste of tea, it also has a bitter taste. This taste is like tea quilt. It’s been a little damp since it’s been there for a long time.”

Lan Xin's sense of taste and smell are far beyond ordinary people. She smelled it carefully and said thoughtfully, "There is indeed a special smell, but it is not the smell of being stored for a long time, and the warehouse where the tea leaves are stored contains too much lime powder. .”

Lime powder can prevent moisture and can be found everywhere in ordinary warehouses. However, there are certain things to pay attention to when spreading lime. You cannot sprinkle it all at once, nor too much, nor too little. Once something goes wrong, it will affect the taste of the food.

After careful identification by Lan Xin, "It should be that the workers did not store the tea properly when transporting it, but it is not a big problem and does not affect the taste of the tea."

Lan Xin's mind was all on the tea leaves, and she didn't notice what Jiang Miao said in front of her.

Jiang Miao looked around for a week. The eldest brother said that Gu Ying's family was probably killed and silenced. She was wondering who could be the person who instigated Gu Ying?