When Shang Fu was covering his sleeves and weeping in panic, he just passed by Boyi.
After hearing everything that just happened, Boyi looked at her: "Have you really never doubted Shang Fu?"
Yu Qiansi stood in front of the empty bamboo wall, rubbed the wall with the pads of his fingers, and sighed: "I am ashamed to say that I am not good at making small plans, because... I can't guess people's hearts. So the past few days
This time is already the limit. Because I have been exposed to it under the guidance of the young master, I roughly know how to take care of the overall situation, so I dare to make the bet."
Otherwise, the matter of Yuli Pavilion would not be handed over to Master Jingkong to handle it on his behalf.
"You don't understand people's hearts?" Boyi looked at her and picked up a pile of green bamboo tiles from the table, wearing a red thread with her head buried in it.
"Every time I receive a new case and every time I find out the murderer, sometimes I am surprised by the intricate thoughts between people. Therefore, the more cases I handle, the less I understand people's hearts."
Therefore, the last time I plotted against the emperor, I had carefully thought about it for a long time and tried my best.
Boyi came over, holding a red thread ball in one hand and a bamboo sign in the other, and helped her hang the bamboo sign on the wall.
Seeing the woman in red in front of him raising her pretty chin and her eyes firm, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
Even though he has read all the unfair things in the world and observed all the people's hearts, he still has a true and simple heart, which can rise out of the mud and remain untainted.
"But now...the road is blocked again."
"No, there is another way." That is the dungeon and the mechanism itself.
"The blueprints that the mysterious man gave Yayin are new, and the mechanism is also new, but the dungeon that traps us is not new."
As mentioned before, it is difficult to carry so many huge boulders and heavy objects. As mentioned before, they will definitely find a reasonable name to move around the garden, otherwise they will always be noticed by people who happen to pass by.
If you want to move these heavy objects, the available interfaces are nothing more than repairs. As long as you check from this direction, you can always find some clues.
"But this... is like finding a needle in a haystack."
"Yes, so that dungeon is the key. If it wasn't the businessman's fault, it was the previous owner of that villa. If we follow this line of investigation, we can at least know whether the businessman is suspicious."
Yu Qiansi was currently standing on a pile of books by the wall, wiring, but even so, she was only half a head taller than Boyi.
She took the opportunity to pat Boyi on the head with a bamboo sign. It was difficult to find such a condescending angle in the past.
Boyi raised his head and looked over helplessly.
"Actually, there is another clue, but... if I tell you, you must not panic, we must take a long-term approach!"
Seeing that she was about to jump down, Boyi stretched out his hand to help her.
After landing on the ground, Yu Qiansi smiled "hehe" and said slowly: "Actually, the last time I went to Yunzhong City, I saw a similar boulder in Yunzhongjun's private prison. I think about this,
I’m afraid it has something to do with them.”
However, it is not clear whether Yun Zhongjun did it intentionally or if he did not know that this mechanism would be used against her.
But for Yun Zhongjun, no matter what the situation, the result is the same.
This mysterious Yun Zhongjun knew more about certain things than she expected.
He also specifically did not allow people from the official family such as Boyi to go. But if he went to inquire at this time, he didn't know what information he would be extorted from.
That person... was so unfathomable that she was a little frightened.
But if he can find some clues he wants, the initiative will return to his own hands. No matter what Yun Zhongjun wants to do with his deduction skills, there is always an opportunity to pry his mouth open.
Looking at her expression, Boyi must have had some calculations. He nodded fondly and said, "Okay, I promise you that I will never act rashly. But you must also promise me that you will not put yourself in danger again."
Yu Qiansi stretched out three fingers: "I promise."
Boyi looked at her with a smile on her face and nodded: "Okay, then leave the rest to me."
After saying that, when Yao Guang, who had just taken Sui Feng to rest, came back, he knew that they still had something to say, so he left first. If it had something to do with him, A Ruding would tell him.
However, after Boyi left, Yu Qiansi remained silent for a long time, and the only sound in the whole room was the gentle sound of Yuli Qiankun.
In fact, whether the clues are difficult to find or simple, they are nothing more than deception. It is only possible to find the branch of the mastermind behind the scenes.
But although the man behind the scenes may be related to the case ten years ago, it is not necessarily the same as the murderer himself.
Therefore, aside from these charming objects, the most important thing is the case itself.
What happened in the Prayer Hall ten years ago is the key.
Therefore, as long as you can get infinitely close to the truth, you don't have to worry about the other party not revealing the truth.
But now, although she has some ideas, without the body, she cannot answer all the questions, let alone the last link of the case.
Thinking of this, she mocked and murmured: "Back in the Guang'an Marquis Mansion, I ridiculed him for going to dig graves without thinking, but now I want to be a local master myself..."
Yaoguang saw her clenching her fist and stopping Yuli Qiankun, and then said slowly.
"Sir, there is indeed something unusual this morning. Many people are talking about strange situations everywhere, but it sounds like they are just some juggling tricks like ghosts, thieves, and gods."
Yaoguang explained everything he learned one by one.
"It doesn't matter if you're juggling tricks, it's a good trick if you can deceive people."
Yu Qiansi took out an old book with many traces of reading from the pile of books in the corner, and thought about it carefully.
These so-called visions such as rain of blood and gods weeping may seem loose and inconsequential, but in fact, they are all vaguely related to what happened in the palace the night before.
"Yao Guang, what will happen if the world thinks the emperor is unjust?"
Yaoguang thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "The rules established after the founding of the Great Sheng Dynasty: Be with all the people. If the emperor is unjust, he must go to the imperial mausoleum, kneel on the mountain to worship, and have his sins punished."
However, no emperor has ever done this.
Yu Qiansi's heart sank.
Imperial mausoleum?
Such a coincidence?
Yu Qiansi raised her eyelids and looked steadily at Yao Guang.
Yaoguang hesitated and said: "My lord, I tried to suppress these rumors first, but I may not be able to hold on for long. If there is no obstruction, these news will spread throughout the capital within three days. Do you want to...
..."
Yu Qiansi raised her hand, and Yaoguang saw that she was starting to stir things up in Yuli Qiankun again, frowning in deep thought, not daring to make any more noise, and quietly stood aside and waited.
She looked at the fine bamboo shavings that had not yet been cleaned up on the desk, and it seemed as if she was full of thoughts and had no place to go.
What exactly does the man behind the scenes want to do?
For the first time, she couldn't guess what this person was thinking.
He tried his best to lure her out of the capital and took the opportunity to make trouble in the palace, but now he is leading His Majesty towards the imperial mausoleum.
The purpose of trapping her was to warn her not to investigate what happened back then. But why did she force the saint to go to the imperial mausoleum?
Yu Qiansi put her palms on the table, swept away all the crumbs on the table, raised her head and said coldly: "Yaoguang, come with me to the palace."
