After listening to Bai Zeqing's analysis, which was as fierce as a tiger's, Banxia opened her mouth and said nothing for a while.
On the other hand, Mr. Huo continued to write while he was writing: "I have asked Lord Qin Chawen to seal and inspect all the documents in the Yamen."
"It should be so. If Sun Zhengtong died unjustly, I would be afraid that he would let out a bigger moth." Bai Zeqing sighed, "I just hope that Sanniang's spy can find out the whereabouts of Cangmi."
Banxia lost her voice and said: "You, how did you know that the third lady has an spy?"
"Guess." Bai Zeqing looked at Banxia with helpless eyes.
Bai Zeqing thought for a while and said: "I heard at home that Magistrate Sun had hired a new oiran. My second brother said that he was afraid that the Sun Mansion would have no more secrets. Come to think of it, not only the new oiran, but also the Panyue Tower of Sanniangzi is in Yuanzhou.
Have all the officials placed trustworthy people in their offices?"
Banxia nodded in admiration, and then added with dignity: "More than that, among the noble families, officials and merchants in Yuanzhou City, there are no people from Panyue Tower."
Bai Zeqing gently erased the word "Sun" on the table, and said with emotion: "It's no wonder that the third lady came to Yushancang much sooner than expected. She must have accepted it before the second master sent the message.
The tip has arrived."
Banxia took a sip of tea, raised her eyebrows and said to Bai Zeqing: "Do you know why the magistrate's family members make trouble?"
"Are you making a big fuss at Tingquan Temple?" Bai Zeqing asked.
"More than that," Ban Xia smiled sweetly and said softly, "Before I went to Tingquan Temple, there was already a fuss in the government office for several days."
Bai Zeqing thought for a moment and figured out that it must be Huo Sanniang who had instructed the new oiran to instigate the instigation. He then asked: "Sanniang, did you let the oiran and the prefect's wife separate in order to prevent the government from hastily closing the case?"
"What else?" Banxia winked playfully and said, "As soon as the Northwest King's young general left, the few people in charge in the government couldn't wait to commit suicide to end the case. How could they succeed!"
Bai Zeqing said: "It can be seen that the death of Magistrate Sun is absolutely impossible to commit suicide. The government was deeply involved in it."
But why?
Bai Zeqing dipped his fingertips in tea again and drew ideas on the tea table.
What is the source of this matter?
It's food. She wrote the word "food".
What are the benefits of killing Magistrate Sun?
Bai Zeqing wrote another word "Sun" and then drew a question mark next to it.
Is it the crime? What crime is it? The crime of deceiving the emperor by exchanging moldy rice for granary grain?
wrong!
Magistrate Sun had already begun to think of ways to adjust the food supply and get through. The person who killed him most likely didn't know about it.
There are two parties! The one who corrupted the granary in exchange for moldy rice. The one who killed Magistrate Sun was the one.
Bai Zeqing wrote the word "greed" under the word "food" and the word "kill" under the word "grandson". Then he drew a long line in the middle to separate the two sides.
Those who burned the Yushan warehouse should be those who were greedy for official food. Sun Zhifu's death made them very sure that there was no way to replace the moldy rice. They had no choice but to burn it all, and then use the excuse of a fire dragon to burn the warehouse, so they were so destroyed.
Evidence that taking risks is the best option at the moment.
Therefore, the people who led Huo Yuncheng to Yushancang were the ones who were greedy for government money.
Bai Zeqing wrote the word "Huo" under the word "Greed".
Burning the warehouse and destroying the evidence, he took advantage of the situation to remove Huo Yuncheng, who was responsible for supervision, and put all the blame on the Huo family, framed a man who died without evidence. Then he took advantage of the chaos and annexed the Huo family, and even used the Huo family's food to meet their urgent needs when the Huo family was leaderless.
Bai Zeqing drew an arc to connect the characters "Liang" and "Huo", then tapped the table and murmured: "What a good plan."
To find out the greedy party, we must start by burning the warehouse.
To find out the other party, we must start with the murderer of Sun Zhengtong.
But at present, Bai Zeqing has no clue about the other party's motive and purpose of the murder.
She frowned, typed the word "grandson", and said to herself: "Why? What are you trying to do?"
Suddenly, Master Huo's voice came to mind, "What did you think of?"
Bai Zeqing was startled. Unexpectedly, Mr. Huo had already sat next to her, looking at the wet puddle of water on the table in front of her.
"Don't you know how to use pen and paper?" Mr. Huo frowned, "You have ruined the good Mingqian Yungui."
"???" Bai Zeqing looked up at the second master and blinked, then looked at Banxia and asked: "You usually just drink the most expensive tribute tea in Yunzhou casually?" Then he looked at the water-stained table, "
How much money did I lose by drawing this?"
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Government office.
Lu Yu quickly turned around the ceremonial door and walked into the back hall. Wen Jinnuo was writing at his desk in a strange posture. He looked up and saw Lu Yu, with a happy face and said: "Yuanli, you are here, is there any progress?"
He held his waist and stood up straight.
Lu Yu shook his head, looked at the desk, and asked, "Are you writing a book?"
"Come on, Yuan Li, help me take a look." He took off the paperweight and was about to take out the half-written rice paper when Lu Yu held him down.
"I won't read it. There is only one thing." Lu Yu looked at him seriously and said: "Uncle Wen, the words "Fire Dragon Burning the Cang" must not be mentioned in the book."
Wen Jinnuo suddenly became interested, stopped writing, raised his eyebrows and said, "Dozens of Cang soldiers have said so in their confessions. Why, Yuan Li doesn't believe in dragons in the sky?"
Lu Yu shook his head and said, "No, I just don't believe there is a dragon that can spit fire." He paused, "Besides, as a person involved in the matter, do you remember what Huo Yuncheng said?"
Wen Jinnuo suddenly came closer and said: "Yuan Li, do you really believe that the black-clothed guard is Huo Yuncheng? Do you also really believe that someone deliberately exploded and set fire to the warehouse?"
Lu Yu took half a step back slightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Believe it or not, he is Huo Yuncheng."
Wen Jinnuo's eyes dimmed, but he soon smiled again and said, "Don't worry Yuan Li. I can see clearly. Since I came to Yuanzhou, I am not afraid of going through this muddy water, let alone getting burned."
Lu Yu's face moved slightly, and he bowed his head and said, "I would like to thank Brother Shuwen on behalf of the people of Yuanzhou."
Wen Jinnuo hurriedly helped him and said: "Yuanli, you don't need to be too cautious. Burning Yushancang is a disaster, but it is also a sharp weapon. Without this fire, I'm afraid I would have stayed in Yuanzhou for a few more months."
At this point, he suddenly said "ouch" and held his waist.
Lu Yu hurriedly supported him and asked with concern: "The injury... hurts again?"
"It hurts, but it doesn't hurt," Wen Jinnuo looked at Lu Yu sincerely and said, "Yuanli, come with me for a walk. I can't sit still. I stood motionless for half a day. My waist and legs hurt, and I felt so uncomfortable."
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Seeing that Lu Yu had no objection, Wen Jinnuo quickly pulled him up and walked out the door. Lu Yu was half pulled and half leaning on him, afraid of hurting him and unable to break free, so he shook his head helplessly and had to let him go.
Wen Jinnuo said as he walked: "I heard that the Huo family is looking for someone."
"Yes," Lu Yu nodded, "I was given a portrait here. I heard it was an important witness to the death of Magistrate Sun."
Wen Jinnuo pondered for a moment and then said: "Does Yuan Li think that the death of Magistrate Sun is related to the burning of Yushancang?"
"It must be related, but," Lu Yu paused before saying, "The murderer may not be the one who set the fire."
"Well," Wen Jinnuo agreed, "Heroes see the same thing."
