Chapter 35
"After you enter the mansion, even if you have a princess, His Highness will treat you well."
Jian Xinyi tossed and turned on the soft bed in the cell, thinking about this sentence over and over again.
After being thrown into prison, she had painstakingly tried to find loopholes in the Right Prime Minister's defense, but now she was completely broken by a single word from the jailer.
She couldn't figure it out.
These words lingered in her mind like a curse, lingering for a long time.
Something that I could clearly figure out on my own became unclear again after someone else pointed it out.
The next morning, there was another bowl of scallion and shredded pork porridge on the table.
Forget it, what's wrong with shredded pork porridge?
Jian Xinyi ate slowly and leisurely, preparing to take a nap after eating.
The boredom of the prison unexpectedly magnified her thoughts, and she unconsciously recalled the jailer's words in her mind.
There was even a look in his eyes when he looked at her, an envy that was almost obsessive.
If Jian Xinyi said she was willing to exchange bodies with him, he would probably be willing too.
After eating the shredded pork porridge, Jian Xinyi still couldn't figure it out.
She felt that perhaps chopped green onions and shredded pork porridge were not the most suitable match and should not be together.
It seems that he has become stupid after being in jail.
Jian Xinyi slapped her face hard, trying to wake herself up.
Now is not the time to think about these things.
With nothing else to do, she looked through the abridged case file she had drawn earlier, trying to see if she could find a breakthrough.
"Miss Lin?"
A female voice came from a distance. Jian Xinyi looked outside and found that it was Mu Zhubu.
Mu Zhubu looked around at Jian Xinyi's living environment and couldn't help but sigh, "Where did you get all this?"
"I'm just a friend of the Jinwu Guards, and he helped me."
Jian Xinyi laughed it off, but she was already disgusted with herself in her heart.
Finally, she became the person she hated the most.
Mu Zhubu naturally saw her embarrassment and did not mention it further. Instead, he took out a portrait and asked, "Have you seen this person?"
Jian Xinyi looked closely and saw that this was the thin scholar.
"I know him. He comes to the bookstore all the time."
"Sun Liqing and I reviewed the testimonies and discovered that of the people the two deceased had interacted with, only this one hadn't been investigated, and their specific connection was currently unknown. So we arranged for a portrait artist to prepare for their arrest."
"Very good."
Finally, I was cleared of some suspicion.
Seeing Jian Xinyi joyfully shaking her hand, Mu Zhubu's eyes flashed with guilt. "I'm sorry, You Cheng was too anxious about this case and arrested you without knowing the truth."
"I understand. But I think he should know."
Compared with his personal achievements, what is Jian Xinyi?
Mu Zhubu was obviously stunned for a moment, watching Jian Xinyi silently pull her hand away. He didn't dare to say anything more, but just promised: "I will definitely take you out."
"Then thank you, Mu Zhubu."
After Mu Zhubu left, Jian Xinyi sat back on the couch, staring at the simple file in front of her in a daze.
If that person is the real murderer, then it was he who cast the Dragon Frost Powder.
And Wang Er is his good assistant.
What was seen on the street that day must have been that Wang Er found out that the man was using him, and the two had a conflict. The man killed Wang Er and framed her.
"I usually grab some stuff from the back mountain and sell it to him for money. This time he thought my stuff was unclean and refused to buy it."
Jian Xinyi thought about this sentence carefully. The thing caught in the back mountain might not be an animal.
Then, there is motivation.
What he often mentions must be something he cares about very much.
Spring Examination.
Will Zhao Huazhong and Minister Song use this to seduce him?
And one last point, the vicious dog.
These three points require a complete chain of evidence to prove his guilt.
Jian Xinyi's thoughts in the cell were extremely clear, and she didn't even notice the footsteps in the distance.
She thought it was Mu Zhubu and was just about to share the results of her reasoning.
But when they saw who had come, they turned out to be the Shaoqing and Youcheng of the Dali Temple.
She frowned and shrank back in surprise.
The two men first communicated with the jailer before walking over to her.
Shaoqing unlocked the door and said expressionlessly, "Miss Lin, you can go now."
Jian Xinyi came out of the prison in great joy, not caring at all about the Right Prime Minister's face which was as dark as ash.
After she walked away, the two people behind her were still arguing.
"Shao Qing, are you just going to let her go like this? Even if you keep her under strict supervision, you'll definitely be able to find some clues."
"That's enough. You and I both know what's going on. You also know whether the evidence is tenable or not. I'll leave this matter to Mu Qing. You can take care of it for now."
Shaoqing glared at Youcheng and left alone.
Jian Xinyi hurried back home, only to find that the bookstore had already closed.
She entered through the side door and when she looked up she saw Lao Lin sitting in the house sighing.
"Zhuiyu, are they willing to let you out?"
Old Lin looked at his daughter in front of him with tears in his eyes, "You haven't suffered much these past few days, have you?"
"No, it's just a routine investigation at the Dali Temple. They'll let me go after they're done."
Lao Lin patted her head with a doting look in his eyes. "The streets are going crazy with rumors about you. I didn't believe it, but sure enough, you're back today."
Jian Xinyi replied with a smile, "I was worried about you. Why is the store closed?"
"I'm not in the mood, so I'll just close it. We'll open it again when you come back."
Lao Lin sighed and didn't continue.
Jian Xinyi could also understand that when she was arrested, there was such a big commotion that people in the surrounding alleys must have seen it and were probably cursing Lao Lin behind his back.
"It's okay. I walked out of the Dali Temple openly and honestly. I'm not afraid of what they say."
"Okay, we have nothing to fear from our own shadows. I'll go to Old Xu's tonight and buy some meat to welcome you home."
Old Lin went out with a smile, telling everyone she met that she had returned from the Dali Temple.
Jian Xinyi looked at it and could only smile helplessly, then go back to wash up properly.
It’s better to be back home and feel comfortable.
She stretched herself thoroughly and prepared to tidy up the shop again.
When I happened to sweep my eyes over the tables by the window, I found a note on the ground.
The above is an inspiring speech.
Jian Xinyi glanced at the direction where the note came from, and it was very likely this table.
It's that person's desk.
If we have his handwriting, and then go to Wang Er's house and find handwriting that matches this one, we can prove that this person is in collusion with Wang Er.
Jian Xinyi hurriedly walked out of the store and headed towards Wang Er's house according to her memory.
Gradually, more and more people came to the streets, and the streets returned to their former prosperity.
Several people surrounded a man who was walking around the streets buying sachets, asking for an explanation.
It seems that after she was caught, the rumor about the vicious dog hurting people was refuted.
She arrived at Wang Er's house. Two officers were standing guard at the door. She figured she couldn't get in, so she took a few steps forward and asked, "Officer, may I ask what's wrong with this room?"
"The Dali Temple is handling cases, no one is allowed to enter."
Jian Xinyi wanted to ask a few more questions, but saw someone walking out from inside.
"Miss Lin, why are you here?"
After not seeing him for a few days, Sun Liqing's condition was not much better than hers. There were tiny red bloodshot under his eyes, and it was obvious that he had not had a good rest for a long time.
She waved her hand and asked him to come over. "Sun Pingshi, I have something for you. Can you come out?"
Sun Liqing spoke a lot without reason, "The chief clerk and I have always known that you were wronged, but the right chancellor was impatient, and the murderer was so sharp that he actually asked you..."
"It's okay. Sun Pingshi has helped me a lot. I know everything."
Jian Xinyi looked at him very seriously. "This piece of paper was left by the murderer in the bookstore. You can search carefully in Wang Er's house to see if there is any evidence left by the two of them."
"Miss Lin is indeed a thoughtful person with the style of a famous detective."
Sun Liqing clasped his hands together and saluted her.
Jian Xinyi was frightened and quickly pushed him into the house, "Go quickly."
When he wanted to look back, he could no longer see her.
Sun Liqing held the note in his hand, but his thoughts had already flown back to the night when he was waiting at the palace gate.
The moonlight in the sky was exceptionally bright, and the occasional sound of stringed instruments could be heard from the palace gate, making people anxious.
Even if he doesn't help, ask him for help.
Sun Liqing thought so, but the man's anxiety at that time could not be concealed.
He glanced down and saw that the place where the sachet was originally hung was empty.
It was he who released his own butterfly with his own hands.
There's no one to blame.
He began to search Wang Er's house again and again, trying to find something that could help her.
Even Mu Zhubu would turn against Shaoqing for her.
But he was trapped in this Dali Temple and couldn't even say no.
The dust in the room was flying all over the sky, just like the yellow sand and rain in early spring in Yanzhou, making it impossible to open your eyes.
The corners of his eyes gradually turned scarlet, and his tears, choked by the dust, flowed straight down his eye sockets to the ground.
The official at the door heard the commotion and hurried in to persuade him, "President, it's all dusty here, don't look anymore."
"No, I need to find it."
Sun Liqing continued to search in the dusty place.
"This is the key evidence that can identify the criminal."
He coughed violently a few times and curled up, only then did he see a cut mark in the gap between the floor and the cabinet.
When I touched it, I found that it was movable.
Sun Liqing took it out and found a thick stack of papers inside, recording the body sizes of various people.
"My Lord, what does this mean?"
He pondered for a moment, took out the note in his hand and compared it with the handwriting on it, and found that they were consistent.
"Take this back to the Dali Temple and let the Shaoqing make the decision."
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