Miao Ling's death caught Liu Yijin off guard.
When everyone arrived at the scene, they felt powerless looking at the house that had been burned to rubble.
"Who's on duty here today?"
Two government officials came out, "General, it's us."
Liu Yijin looked at them coldly: "Didn't you find anything unusual?"
The two government officials said awkwardly: "A woman came over to ask for directions, so we gave her some directions, and it ended up like this when we came back."
Liu Yijin glanced at the two guys and waved his hand: "Okay, you go down."
Mengyao and others looked around: "This fire has burned away all the clues."
"Not necessarily. If you are careful, you will still find clues."
Liu Yijin took a few steps towards the ruins and watched as several soldiers carried out a corpse. The corpse was no longer human-like.
"Have you been checked?"
Wu Zuo stepped forward: "General, the deceased was a woman. She was killed with a sharp weapon and then moved to the bed in the room and set on fire."
"Are there any other clues?"
Wu Zuo shook his head: "The fire is too strong, and we can't see anything for the time being."
Qingluan, who was squatting on the side, picked up a broken stick from the ground: "The murderer should not be dead."
"how do you know?"
Mengyao stepped forward in confusion and looked at the place marked by Qingluan on the ground.
"There are three pairs of footprints here, and it is obvious that the two smaller ones should be women."
Mengyao frowned: "That could also be a man's."
"Yes, that's what I thought just now, but look here."
Liu Yijin also stepped forward in confusion: "There are several things here, hairpins, wooden hairpins, broken sticks, and fallen hair. Moreover, the wooden hairpins and fallen hair have not been burned. What does this mean?"
Liu Yijin also looked puzzled.
"This exquisite hairpin should belong to the deceased, but who does this wooden hairpin belong to?"
Liu Yijin looked at the simple wooden hairpin. It was not a handicraft, but was cut with a dagger. It even felt a bit rough.
Qingluan said: "The broken wooden stick was severed by strong internal force, and the fallen hair may or may not belong to the deceased."
Liu Yijin's eyes fell on the door: "If the deceased was at the door, it would be impossible for the murderer to carry the body and walk into the room through here."
"That's right." Qingluan said: "So judging from the footprints, the two women and the murderer are not from the same road."
Mengyao was silent for a moment: "But who killed Miao Ling?"
Liu Yijin sighed: "The key is that there are no witnesses."
After letting people carry the body back, Liu Yijin was worried.
"Sir, you have been too tired during this period." Mengyao walked to Liu Yijin and said, "Why don't you put things aside for a while?"
Liu Yijin had a wry smile on his face: "I can't let it go. I have to go to the border in two days. If the things here are left to others, I will always feel uneasy."
"I heard that His Majesty's special envoy is already on the way. I believe the magistrate of Qingshui County has been selected. I think Your Majesty will definitely make arrangements for this."
Liu Yijin grunted: "Okay, you guys go back first, I'll go look around."
"Let Qingluan follow you."
Liu Yijin looked at Mengyao's concerned face and couldn't help but laugh: "Who else could come over and assassinate me in broad daylight?"
Mengyao still wanted to persist, but Liu Yijin smiled and said: "Okay, you go back first, just let Erzhu and Gouzi follow me."
After everyone separated, Liu Yijin took Erzhuzi and Gouzi for a walk around Qinghe County.
"Do you still remember the time when we followed Zhou Papi to the county seat when we were working as long-term workers?"
Erzhuzi chuckled: "Why don't you remember that time the three of us deliberately hid a bag of food from Zhou Papi, which made Zhou Papi so angry that he went back and lay there for three days."
Liu Yijin laughed: "Yes, but that time Zhou Bapi didn't say anything. Who knew that three days later, he deliberately made trouble for me and made me hungry for two whole days."
The dog beside him giggled: "In the end, I gave you a dry steamed bun."
The three of them looked at each other and smiled.
Not far away, Cui Ying'er, dressed as a man in a green gown, said to Xiang Ling beside her: "Have everything been arranged?"
Xiangling nodded, pointed to the teahouse next to him and said, "As long as the eldest lady introduces him to the teahouse, the tea I arranged will be served. Your cup will be blue with no pattern on the bottom, and his will be blue with a bottom." Pattern.”
Cui Yinger nodded:
"The one in the middle who looks pretty good is Liu Yijin. You try to lure the other two away."
Xiang Ling lowered her head and walked towards the three of them. When she walked to Er Zhuzi, she suddenly staggered and was about to fall down. Er Zhuzi hurriedly helped her up: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"
Xiangling pretended to be in unbearable pain and held her stomach: "I want to see the doctor, help me!"
Erzhu looked at Liu Yijin: "Sir, do you see?"
"What are you looking at me for? Send the girl over quickly."
Er Zhuzhu's face turned red: "Yes, but this man and woman don't have sex. I can't hold him in his arms."
"You two go together and send the girl over. I'll wait for you here."
Erzhuzi and Gouzi hurriedly lifted Xiangling and left in a hurry.
Liu Yijin let out a long breath, looked around, and suddenly saw a scholar looking towards him.
Liu Yijin frowned slightly. This person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember him for a while.
Cui Ying'er stepped forward and said with a smile: "I just saw the young master helping me, and I couldn't help but admire him."
When Liu Yijin saw the man in front of him with clear eyes and an upright figure, he immediately said: "It's just a little effort. Who doesn't have difficulties out there? If you meet him on the road, you will naturally help him."
Cui Ying'er smiled faintly: "I think the young master is here waiting for his servants. How about we sit in the teahouse next to him?"
Liu Yijin had no doubt about him: "Okay, then I'm not welcome."
The two walked directly into the teahouse and sat down. The waiter hurriedly brought the tea. Cui Ying'er looked at the patterned bottom of the cup and gently pushed it in front of Liu Yijin: "Master, please!"
"please!"
After the two exchanged pleasantries, Cui Ying'er said: "You don't look like an ordinary person."
Liu Yijin smiled lightly and said nothing.
"I wonder if the young master knows about Maitreya Buddhism."
Liu Yijin's heart moved: "Do you know Maitreya Buddhism?"
Cui Ying smiled softly: "Maitreya Buddha has been doing a lot of mischief in Qingshui County recently. Anyone with knowledge hates these people."
"Although I am a scholar, I still have the heart to serve the country. Besides, I am not very talented and know some boxing skills. I just happened to catch a person from Maitreya Buddhism."
"oh?"
Liu Yijin's eyes became even more wary. He didn't believe that a person he met suddenly in broad daylight told him about Maitreya Buddhism.
"I wonder where the young master caught this person?"
Cui Ying'er smiled faintly: "There was a sudden fire in an alley not far away, and I happened to be passing by, so I caught someone casually."
Liu Yijin's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Is that woman just now yours?"
The smile on Cui Ying'er's face gradually turned cold: "Liu Yijin, Mr. Liu, long time no see!"
Just as Liu Yijin was about to stand up, he felt dizzy and sat down on the chair again.
"My lord, you'd better not act rashly, otherwise I can't guarantee where the long sword in my hand will hit you."
As she spoke, Cui Ying'er glanced outside: "I really don't understand what you are thinking. Such a big official comes out to play with two people who cannot be beaten."
"Liu Yijin, do you think no one in Qingshui County really dares to touch you?"
"You!" Liu Yijin felt light-headed and slowly fell on the chair and fell asleep.
Cui Ying'er glanced around, waved to the waiter not far away, and slapped a dozen taels of silver on the table: "My friend is too sad, go and call a carriage."
Erzhuzi and Gouzi helped Xiangling to the nearest doctor, turned around and ran back.
"Where did Brother Yijin go?"
"I don't know, I must have gone back for something."
At the door of the teahouse next to it, Cui Ying'er helped Liu Yijin down with a smile, put him on the carriage, and said to the coachman: "Let's go."
Erzhuzi and Gouzi returned to the house. Mengyao directed a few maids to be busy in the kitchen. When she saw the two of them coming back alone, she couldn't help but ask, "Where is your lord?"
Erzhuzi was stunned, "Isn't your lord back already?"
"No, aren't you three together?"
Gouzi on the side told the story, and Mengyao's expression changed greatly: "Nonsense, where is that woman?"
The two of them immediately realized something was wrong: "Here, at the doctor's place,"
"Take me there!"
Lan Yu'er heard the news and hurriedly followed: "What happened?"
"My lord is missing."
Lan Yuer's face changed drastically: "What's going on?"
Erzhuzi and Gouzi told the story nervously, and Lan Yuer instantly became cold: "You two really deserve to die!"
Mengyao hurriedly stopped and said, "Sister Yu'er, it's useless even to beat them up now. The most important thing now is to find out what happened to you."
Mengyao turned to Yuan Shuo and others and said: "Qingshui County is under martial law. No one is allowed to leave Qingshui County even half a step without my order. At the same time, all outsiders who enter Qingshui County in the past two days will be thoroughly investigated, especially hotels, brothels, and teahouses." Everywhere, if something happens, report it immediately. "
"yes!"
"Yuan Peng, you take the iron guards to take over all city defense work in Qingshui County, and send cavalry to nearby villages and counties."
"yes!"
Mengyao looked at Qingluan again: "Take our people and take down all the gangs, large and small, around Qingshui County."
Qingluan was stunned: "Did you get it? Is this appropriate?"
"There's nothing inappropriate."
A cold light flashed in Lan Yuer's eyes: "If you are really kidnapped, it must have something to do with Maitreya Buddhism."
"Those gangs, big and small, are the most well-informed."
Mengyao and Lan Yuer rushed to the doctor with a few people. After asking about the matter carefully, Mengyao couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief: "Can you remember clearly what that woman looks like?"
The doctor looked nervously at the row of soldiers standing behind Mengyao: "Remember, remember."
"Draw it!"
The doctor tremblingly drew the woman in his memory. Mengyao looked at the delicate appearance in the painting and frowned slightly: "What kind of clothes is that woman wearing? What kind of jewelry is she wearing on her head? What is her accent? What kind of clothes is she wearing?" Clothes, by the way, and what shoes is she wearing?”
The doctor was stunned for a moment when he was asked: "This, I don't know this."
