Walking in the garden of Qin's residence, Mo xingle seems to have entered the Grand View Garden. He can't use his eyes and exclaims from time to time: "madam's garden is really full of flowers. It's enviable to flutter butterflies and fireflies in her spare time - but is there a bee nest nearby with so many flowers? Will there be many bees? "

"... No." Mrs. Qin is veiled and supported by the servant girl. She leads the way to Mo xingle and the constable Yamen. She is unwilling, but she has nothing to do.

The master of Qin's residence is absent today. The porter shivers at the sabre captor and yamen servant brought by Mo xingle. He quickly sends someone to invite Mrs. Qin, and secretly winks at the young man to inform the master. Unexpectedly, Mo xingle sees through his little movement and laughs that your master was invited by the magistrate to have tea, afraid he might have to go to the magistrate's residence to find a talent.

Mrs. Qin was tasting new tea at that time. After receiving the news, she put the tea lamp on the tea table. Before reaching the tea table, she loosened her hand first. The good celadon cup broke into several petals, and the sound of landing and flowering was particularly clear.

"Why did you suddenly come to the door?"

She hurried to the gate, just stepped out of the hall door and ordered liu'er nearby.

Therefore, the people saw Mrs. Qin who was sketched out by the wind from a distance.

Mrs. Qin wore a plain dress and a veil to cover her face. She said she felt cold occasionally and was inconvenient to show her face. She was afraid of infecting the official.

Mo xingle seems to believe Mrs. Qin's statement, which shows that the county magistrate gave him full authority to investigate Zhou Qing's poisoning case. He hopes that Mrs. Qin can cooperate with one or two before the first scene.

Inside and outside, she didn't miss any corner. When she walked, Mrs. Qin couldn't help wondering whether this was her own home. Why is it so big? There are several places she hasn't been to.

The big guys were panting. Ah Yao beat her legs. She was young and took advantage of her energy.

"I'm a little tired. Let's go to the banquet on the day of the incident." Mo xingle looked around and said.

"This way, please." Mrs. Qin's face was stiff with laughter. She introduced for a long time, kept alert and tightened her body. Mo xingle's words seemed to give a signal to relax. She was shaky when she relaxed and was supported by the servant girl liu'er.

The place where the banquet was held was a half Pavilion on the right side of the main hall. From the half Pavilion, there was a large flower field, and green leaves set off flowers of different colors. There is a Koizumi hole under the ground at one end of the half Pavilion, so the craftsman dug a ditch around the half Pavilion, and the spring finally flows into a small pond. The word "Zhi" is built between the flower field and the half pavilion with bluestone slabs, which is intended to be a curved bridge.

The crowd rested in the Banting, and the servant girl brought cakes and tea.

"See the rosy clouds in the morning and listen to the running water in the evening. There are five people on the table. The magistrate backs the wall and sits in the main seat. On both sides are boss Zhou and Cao Dang's house. Shopkeeper Zhou sits next to Cao Dang's house, and I sit near the quqiao bridge to facilitate serving. " Mrs. Qin said.

A Yao took out the paper and charcoal she had brought and took notes. After recording, she felt her teeth itch and touched the cakes on the stone table to grind her teeth.

Mo xingle was active. He didn't need to stand up again for a while and put his hands on the railing: "the wind blows his face and the flowers smell. It's really a good place to entertain people. Madam, it's so elegant. You planted these flowers?"

"Yes, I like flowers and take care of them. Seeing flowers bloom is the greatest satisfaction."

A Yao broke open the cake. Just after Mrs. Qin finished, she saw the dark red filling under the pastry. She sniffed suspiciously. It was the fragrance of flowers: "madam also made flowers into cakes."

Mrs. Qin said, "yes, in the morning, take off the petals, add sugar and honey, knead, keep the flower fragrance and remove the bitterness, so as to make the filling. It's not easy to make cakes and pastries. This is the pastry in the southwest. My husband bought it when he was in business. I think Nanxun should be rare. "

"I've eaten steamed Sophora japonica and fried peony, but my wife's flower cake is the first time to taste it, not even in the capital." Mo xingle listened and twisted a flower cake to chew.

A Yao bites it in a small bite. The skin is crisp and the inside is filled with sugar pickled with roses. It's sweet on her mouth. When she thinks of the food list, no wonder there are several cauliflower on the food list, two of which are cauliflower. It turns out that the hostess likes flowers... Well, it seems a little wrong?

A Yao couldn't grasp the small tail of the fleeting light. She thought hard and wrinkled herself into a bitter gourd face.

Mrs. Qin asked, "isn't it delicious?"

"Ang." Yao regained her mind, "it's delicious. It's too sweet for the first time..."

"What kind of flower is that? Can you eat? " Mo xingle pointed to the small flowers beside the curved bridge, light yellow, just in time.

Mrs. Qin glanced over and looked unnatural under her veil: "even wild flowers, I can't say. They should not be eaten."

The Yamen serviceman and the constable came back and said they didn't find it in the kitchen,

"Did you search my kitchen?" Mrs. Qin's eyebrows and eyes were vaguely angry, and there was a trace of hidden panic.

It turned out that when a Yao asked about flower cakes, Mo xingle took the opportunity to signal them to go to the kitchen.

"I thought the lady had agreed to let us in." Said the constable yamen carelessly.

"The case is serious. I only let them see the kitchen. I didn't go anywhere else. If you don't believe it, ask your family." Mo xingle's mouth and smiling face mean that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water“ Next, ask several big brothers to help, take people one by one, and you can keep a record. "

"Liu ER!" Mrs. Qin watched her servant girl take her away from the Banting and send her to the flower field. She was angry and said, "brother Cha, what do you mean?"

"This sentence should also be written down. Don't miss our every word." Mo xingle also instructed the literate constable, stretched out his head, took a look, made sure to write it down, and answered Mrs. Qin's words: "madam, calm down. All the facts of the case are important. This is also for your innocence. People eat dinner here, so you can't escape suspicion."

"Now please tell me about that day from beginning to end."

"That day..."

When Mrs. Qin said dry mouth and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "I said everything I know."

A Yao was watching the constable and almost cried. The font was crooked, but she could understand it. Mo xingle looked through the records and pulled the corners of his mouth, "this word is really ugly." Take out a box of cinnabar from your arms, "madam, please print your thumb on these statements. There's no other meaning, just leave a certificate."

Mrs. Qin asked for a confession. She read it from beginning to end and pressed her handprint.

"Next." Mo xingle shouted loudly. Several people lined up outside the flower field, "don't let those who have talked contact with those who haven't talked yet!"

"So many people???" The constable who copied counted the people outside the flower field and copied every sentence. When did he have to copy it? It was dark in front of him and wanted to quit, "Sir, I'm just a constable and don't often take a pen pole. Why don't I go to the master?"

"Shall I try?" A Yao volunteered. Her copying is also good for memory. Maybe there's a clue.

"You?" Mo xingle frowned and shook his eyebrows quickly. It was like playing a knife flower. The Nine Rings rang together“ All right, the one over there, change an old one, and the servant girl will stay first. " He told ah Yao that if he couldn't copy it well, he would change people.

A Yao nodded seriously and went all out.

Think about it, just write down your name and occupation on the paper, and the rest is the dialogue format.

The old man was a fireman in the kitchen, and his memory was a little confused. He soon asked the old man to sign.

"Good, good writing." Mo xingle praised, "OK, then you continue to write and don't call people. You stay and listen and think together." He told the constable again.

It's liu'er's turn. A Yao moves her wrists and cheer up.

After a round of irrelevant questions, Mo xingle suddenly changed his style and became aggressive, urging liu'er to answer quickly.

"What were you doing at the banquet?"

"The maidservant followed her and cooked dishes for her."

"How many kinds of food are there after your hand, and how many dishes are there at the banquet?"

"Yes... I don't remember." Liu'er hesitated and Mo xingle shouted, "directly report the dish name!"

His eyebrows rose angrily, like a big knife dancing in the wind. His muscles could see Qiu knots across his clothes, as if his clothes would be torn open at the next moment.

Liu er's legs trembled: "yes, there are cauliflower lean meat soup, peony lettuce, Huaihua sauce, cold duck gizzard, moonlight in lotus pond, assorted three delicacies, perilla roast duck, glutinous rice eggs, honey fire recipe."

Can match the revised food list.

A Yao thought while copying.

"How many dishes are there in total? What's the order of serving?"

"Yes, there are ten courses, Huaihua sauce, cold duck gizzard, assorted three delicacies, perilla roast duck, moonlight in lotus pond, cauliflower lean meat soup, honey fire recipe, peony lettuce, glutinous rice eggs." Liu ER was trembling.

"There are nine ways, but you say there are ten. What is the tenth way! Say it! " Mo xingle patted the table.

"Woo woo, it's nine. I counted wrong."

Mo xingle: "you lie! The cooking woman said that she made stewed pear with scallops on the stove that night. Where did this go? Who ate it! "

"It didn't come to the banquet." Liu Erwei was wronged and wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. "Master Zhou came early. His wife was always kind-hearted. When he coughed, she asked the kitchen to stew Chuanbei pear for him. Looking at the moon, she said that she still had loquat cream. She opened one for master Zhou to take, and changed the menu instead of ginseng chicken soup and fried deer meat with scallions. God knows if the loquat cream she brought is poisonous..."

Ah Yao curled her mouth and snorted coldly. The strange feeling became stronger and stronger, but she couldn't say it again.

"Did you drink at the banquet?"

"No, the magistrate wants to drink, but Wangyue says that master Zhou is ill when Cao runs the boat the next day. His wife is a woman. Shopkeeper Gao will have a rash on her face when drinking, so she doesn't provide wine at her table. The magistrate can't lose face. If it weren't for my wife, she would offend the magistrate on the day she looked at the moon. "

"Did you drink after the banquet?"

Liu Er hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

Mo xingle asked several other questions, and finally asked coldly.

"How does Mrs. Qin resolve the contradiction between Wangyue and the magistrate?"

"Madam finally drank some wine with the magistrate."

Before leaving Qin's house, a Yao glanced at the small yellow flowers beside the curved bridge. The wild flowers were tender yellow and fluttering in the wind.