Chapter 26

The Tathagata God's palm is not mysterious at all, but the monk wrapped the upper layer of flour on his hand in advance, and then secretly hid camphor powder, phosphorus powder and sulfur yellow powder in his sleeve.

Dip these three powders on your hands and rub them with your hands, and they will naturally catch fire. The monk's palm is protected by flour and will not burn. Just put out the flame in time.

White paper blood fingerprints are not complicated, but they are soaked in alkaline water and dried in advance, and there must be ginger water in the monk's bowl.

Li clan leader patted the paper with his wet hands covered with ginger water, which naturally turned red, but it was just a simple acid-base reaction.

The reason why Li Qieyou knows this is because he grew up in the countryside.

In the countryside, when he was a child, many ShenHan and shenpo deceived the village, and many villagers were deceived.

Later, the government popularized scientific knowledge, got rid of superstition, and made long-term publicity in the village with these deceptive examples and methods. Li forget worry was very impressed.

However, when the clear water exploded, Li forgot to worry about the principle, but it was also very strange where the monk made the raw materials.

As expected, the monk should have a small piece of metal sodium in his hand. When people accidentally throw it into the bucket, the metal sodium will explode in the chemical reaction when it meets with water. These later generations have learned physics in high school.

But this is the Tang Dynasty. Where did the monk extract the metal sodium? Li forgets to worry about it.

Li Qieyou didn't tell Yu Shinan and Yang Zuan about the metal sodium. He just said it was something that would explode when thrown into the water.

Yu Shinan didn't go deep into this, but he thought about it and asked, "Xiao Lang, in this way, there must be a problem with the servant in the Li clan. It's him who colludes with the monk."

Li forgot to worry and smiled, "why did the secret supervisor Yu say so?"

"Smelly boy, are you blind when I'm old? The white paper and the ginger water in the monk's bowl were all obtained by the servant Li without artificial hands. If the monk didn't collude with him, how could he do this?"

"Yu's Secret supervisor is wise."

When Yang Zuan heard the speech, he wanted to ask the Yamen to go to Li's house to catch people, but Li forgot to worry and stopped him.

"Yang Ming's residence, can you check the maidservant named Huashang first to see if she has a family? If it's not bad, the monk must have contact with his family. Why don't you find out the reason first and then arrest people?"

Li forgets worry that if things are really what the passer-by said, the monk may not be a bad person, let alone a Xiake fighting against injustice.

He is naturally willing to excuse the monk, hoping to find out the truth first.

Yang Zuan thought about it, nodded and promised to let someone go to the master bookkeeper Liu Xiao and check the information left by Li's maidservant Huashang.

Although slaves and maidservants can be bought and sold in the Tang Dynasty, they need to establish files in the government and be included in the attached books of the master's family.

Soon, Liu Xiao came to the lobby with a book. It turned out that the flower dress, originally named Lin Chunhua, was the daughter of a farmer in Huxian county. Three years ago, she sold herself to leader Li as a maid.

Yang Zuan ordered people to find Li Zheng in the village where the Lin family lived. After some inquiry, everyone understood the reason.

Lin Chunhua's family had a parent and a brother, but his father died of illness three years ago and his mother was seriously ill. His brother went out to do business as an apprentice in his early years and did not return for many years.

However, in order to cure her mother, Lin Chunhua sold herself as a slave and sold herself to leader Li at the price of ten yuan.

However, her mother finally failed to cure her illness and soon died.

According to Li Zheng, someone in the village saw Lin Chunhua's brother Lin Daniu not long ago. It seems that he came home from doing business in other places, but the house has long been empty, and Lin Daniu disappeared.

Hearing this, Li Qieyou seemed to understand where the money from Huashang came to redeem himself. It must be her brother who hasn't returned for many years that found her and gave her the ransom money.

But I didn't expect that the leader of Li family was so greedy that he was not satisfied with the ransom money. He turned his face and didn't recognize anyone. He had to resell Huashang. As a result, Huashang threw himself into the well.

Not only did Li forget to worry about it, but also Yu Shinan and Yang Zuo thought of it. They couldn't help sighing and secretly told Li's clan leader that he was despicable.

The monk must have heard about it before he came to Huxian county and deliberately designed to pit the greedy leader Li once.

"Why is Li's servant who colludes with the monk?" Fang Chunfang asked.

"Hua Shang sold himself at the beginning. He could make the old man Li's clan leader pay ten yuan. I think he must be beautiful. If not bad, the servant must love Hua Shang, so he would collude with outsiders to avenge her." Li forgetful guessed.

He guessed that Yu Shinan and Yang Zui nodded again and again, and felt that most of them were so.

"Do you want to catch the servant back?" Fang Chun asked.

Yang Zuo thought for a moment and waved his hand: "forget it, let him go. Since Li didn't report to the official to arrest people, there's no need to do anything. Li's fault is his own and can't blame others."

Fang Chun nodded. He also felt that Li's family in Huxian county was too much.

Seeing that they were not pursuing the case, Fang Chun and Liu Xiao left. Li forgets worry and wants to leave, but Yang Zuo keeps him.

"Xiao Lang doesn't hurry. Let the teacher see your poem." Yang Zuo said to Yu Shinan again: "Sir, Xiao Lang Li wrote a poem today. It's really a rare masterpiece. Please enjoy it."

"Oh? Xiao Lang can also write poetry? I'd like to have a look." Yu Shinan looked at Li forgetful, and didn't think the young Lang could make any good poetry, but his disciples always wanted to give him some thin noodles.

After Yang Zhan took out the poem from the inner room, he spread the paper on several cases: "please have a look, sir."

With the help of the old servant, Yu Shinan moved to several cases and looked at them. When he saw them clearly, he was shocked.

"Dapeng rises with the wind and soars up to 90000 miles... Good poetry, good poetry! Xiao Lang, this is really a poem you made?" Yu Shinan can't believe that the young man in front of him has such talent.

Li forgets his worries and laughs in his heart. Isn't it a good poem made by Li Taibai, the poetry immortal?

Anyway, he copied it and had a thick face, so he nodded and recognized it.

Amitabha, Li Taibai, Li Taibai, I don't know how many poems I will copy from you in the future. Please make some other poems later. You are a relegated immortal. You don't need these poems. Drink more wine and have all kinds of poems. Hehe.

When Yu Shinan saw Li forgetting sorrow, he nodded and accepted that the poem was written by him, but he still didn't believe it.

"In that case, how about you write another poem for me? Well, let me think about it." Yu Shinan's eyes revealed a trace of cunning: "since you say that the monk is a Xiake, let's write a poem about Xiake."