Nangong Jingli looked at them angrily. His beautiful facial features seemed to be covered with a layer of white frost and snow. Then it was cold to the extreme. The cold air all over the body made people shiver!

"A month ago, you haven't solved the murder case of the son of a son. Three days ago, the murder case in the capital city was still pending. Now, you still can't solve the poisoning case of the princess."

His voice was so low that he stopped and said, "even in three cases, there is no clue. The court gives you so much service every year. Is that how you do things for the court?"

"Don't be angry. The prince and the minister have tried their best. But the thief is too cunning. Today is a feast of flowers. There are many people. Those who have had contact with Princess Qingcheng are also And a lot of them. "

Ma Chongde wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Wei Chen and others have interrogated them one by one, and no suspicious person has been found. The maid who is close to the princess has also made a careful and strict cross examination. There is no problem with the meals the princess used in the morning. According to the maid, after the trip, the Lord bought some cakes in the street."

"The hospitals of those pastry factories have done detailed inspection, and all the people in the pastry shop have also ordered people to do an examination, but there is no problem. Who in the end poisoned the princess, and the characteristics of the poison are not very clear. It is really difficult to make a correct judgment."

Originally, it was just a case of Princess poisoning. It's good. The king was angry and turned out the accounts before and after!

Ma Chongde and Xu Weiyuan both have a bitter face. Their facial features are wrinkled like a withered yellow gourd. He once asked the king about the poison of the princess Qingcheng, but he kept silent.

They don't even know what kind of poison they have. How can they find out?

Nangong Jingli glanced at Ma Chongde coldly and said in a cold voice, "dare you, are you still blaming this king?" Although we know clearly that Ma Chongde is also part of the truth.

However, the issue of blood cup is of great importance. If it is said, it will cause panic in the Manchu Dynasty. Moreover, the ban was imposed by the Emperor himself, and even he could not help it.

"The Ministry of punishment and the Department of Dali temple are in charge of the criminal prison of the Daqin code. What you are good at is handling cases. Is there no other way to handle cases that can be investigated?"

"I will give you three days. If you can't find any clues within three days, then you can't blame me for reporting to my father. At that time, the two adults would better go and explain to my father how to keep the black hat on your head?"

Nangong Jingli coldly dropped a word and left, leaving Dali Temple minister and Minister of punishment sitting on the chair with sad faces, their hair turned gray.

"Mr. Ma, what do you think we should do now? Even if we go on checking like this, it is estimated that there will be no harvest. We can't find any clues. If the emperor picks the black yarn of you and me, it will be a small matter if... " Xu Weiyuan, Minister of the Ministry of punishment, looked at Ma Chongde and asked with a dispirited old face.

Ma Chongde's long beard was shaking, and Ma Chongde's eyebrows were frowning. It would be easier for them to find out what the poison was. But Li Wang, however?

He sighed: "picking the silk yarn is small, picking the head is big. Mr. Xu, your Lord's official knows that, but now you understand the situation as well as I do. What can I do Oh, yes... "

All of a sudden, he clapped his hand on his thigh and exclaimed. He was so scared that Xu Weiyuan almost fell down from his chair: "Mr. Ma, what's the matter? You are so surprised. It's frightening to death."

He helped the official hat on his head, and Xu Weiyuan asked anxiously. Judging from the face of Ma, it is obvious that he has something to think about. Does he have a way?

"Well, I won't tell you. Mr. Xu, you'll have a trial here. I'll go out first. If I can find that person, maybe I can ask something."

Ma Chongde said. He quickly adjusted the folded robe and left in a hurry. When Xu Weiyuan reacted, others ran far away.

"Ah, Lord Ma, you come back, you come back and speak clearly, ah..."

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Luo Wuyou took this meal from the front yard and went to Zhangming again. Since Luo BINGSHU also made a speech to let her cooperate well with her master and elder martial brother, she naturally had to comply and go to see more.

Zhang Ming and Mo Han had already had a meal. They were looking through the classics in their study. As soon as Luo Wuyou entered the study, he saw a lot of books scattered all over the room.

Some were thrown aside at random, some of the books were still opened, and Mo Han and Zhang were both somewhat bloodshot in their eyes. It was obvious that they had watched for a long time and had never had a rest.

"Master, elder martial brother, come here to have a rest and have some soup to wake up." Luo Wuyou frowned and said with a smile, "it's not too late to have a look after the soup after a rest, especially when the master is weak. Elder martial brother, why don't you look at the master?"

"Younger martial sister, don't you know the old master's temper? If he could listen to me, I would be the master, not your elder brother. " Mo Han raised his head and looked at Luo Wuyou, rubbed his temple and said with a smile.A teasing remark immediately provoked Zhang Ming's rebuke: "you boy, no big or small, dare to tease your master. Don't teach your younger martial sister bad. I don't think the teacher will forgive you."

Zhang Ming stares at Mo Han, shakes his dizzy head, and puts down the book in his hand. He deliberately faces with a straight face. His face and eyes can hardly cover his fatigue.

Red brocade hastily will boil good bird's nest porridge to carry in the past, two people a person filled a bowl.

"Well, it's the best golden red swallow. You're so generous. Sure enough, people who are county leaders are not the same. It's a great tonic. It's just suitable for Shifu to eat!" Mo Han looked at the red swallow in the bowl. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and his mouth also exaggerated.

"Master, you have received a good disciple this time. You should eat more if you are so filial. The disciple is really sticking to your old man's light. It's good, it's good. I've got a big head from these books and books. At this time, I'd like to drink some blood swallow to replenish my tired brain. "

This guy, listen to what he says?

"If you want to tonify your brain, I'll ask Hongjin to give you a pig's brain soup later. They all say that it's very suitable to use shape to tonify the brain and drink pig's brain soup."

Mo Han's mouth corners draw to store, looking at Luo Wuyou's eyes with a trace of resentment, but also to form to complement the shape, that to the end, he really became a pig's brain?

Luo Wuyou glanced at Mo Han. Seeing that he was suffering from his own words, Luo Wuyou said with a smile: "drink it, elder martial brother. The best blood swallow can't block your mouth. However, if you have a word, you can be wrong. I don't have such a good thing. All of them were sent by King Li to repair your body. "

"King Li? How could he be so kind as to send something like this? "

For those princes and princes, it would be good not to treat him and his master as cattle and horses, but also to bring the golden silky red swallow which is valuable and hard to buy. How could it be? Even if it was a reward, it was not the time. He didn't believe it. His Highness King Li still had that mood at the moment.

Mo Han's face was obviously incredulous. He blinked his eyes and looked at Luo Wuyou. A trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes: "it's for us. In fact, I think it's for you, isn't it?"

Li Wang's eyes when he looked at his younger martial sister, he could see clearly that it was red and naked. Naked people were interesting to his younger martial sister. Therefore, if it was given to younger martial sister, it was still normal. I don't know what the younger martial sister thought. Judging from her appearance, she seems very indifferent to liwang.

Can we say that this is the legend of King Xiang's intention and goddess's intention?

"Why not?" Luo Wuyou, who had a good view of Mo Han's expression, flew an eye knife and said, "elder martial brother doesn't want to think about it. Now he still depends on you to help him solve the big problem in front of him? As the old saying goes, if you want a horse to run, you have to feed the horse. "

"If he wants to instruct you to do your best, you have to show some sincerity. Elder martial brother, do you want to eat or not? I'll take it back and feed it to the dog. " Luo Wuyou takes an angry look at him and says that the red swallow is indeed sent to her hospital by Nangong Jingli. It is red brocade who keeps stewing by himself. However, the red brocade baby has a very good blood swallow.

She didn't want to serve the table at all, but left it for her alone. She thought, anyway, there were a lot of blood swallows, so she just took them and gave them to Mo han to eat together.

I don't want to. The master hasn't said anything yet, but her elder brother is joking about her.

If I had known, she would have stayed by herself and would not have sent it to him.

"Eat, eat, of course. It's a pity not to eat such a good thing." Mo Han protected his bowl with a black face and joked. This is a Golden Swallow worth thousands of taels of gold. Take it to the dog? It's a pity that younger martial sister can say such a thing.

Zhang Ming, who has been watching two people laughing, shook his head helplessly and said: "no worries, you can also eat some. Your body also needs a lot of tonic. This blood swallow is very good for women's health."

"Don't worry, master. The young lady has already eaten them. They are all specially made for you and the young master by the young lady." Red brocade is in the side to smile to interpose a way.

Zhang Ming smell speech nodded, pour also did not say what!

Luo Wuyou only stayed for a while. He came to Jianqiu to wake up the soup. He told Zhang Ming not to be too tired and left. He knew that it would be fruitless to turn it over like this.

However, she did not go to stop master and elder brother from doing their best.

The sky has become more and more dark, a light moon climbed up the sky covered with black curtain, and a little moonlight poured down, as if covering the whole earth with a layer of soft gauze.

Standing in the night sky, looking at the loft pavilions shrouded in the moonlight, there is a flicker of hesitation in Luo Wuyou's clear water eyes.

The night is getting dark. At this time, I don't know what he is doing, and should she go to him?

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