"For Luo Qiaoniang, Zheng Ping is very important." An Ying raised his head and said: "Luo Youde and He Qing had some agenda in the whole thing. Luo Youde was greedy for money and was reluctant to part with the large sum of money brought by private tea. He was delusional. One day he will fly away with a large sum of money; He Qing is greedy for power and beauty, wants to rise higher and higher with tea and money, and wants to dominate Luo Pinniang. But Luo Qiaoniang is not the same, she just wants to save her sister, the Luo family and She is a tea farmer in Shuanglin Village, but she doesn’t want to involve her daughter and husband. In the midst of this pull, she decided to risk her life. I don’t want her to die in confusion. "
Su Huangzhe sighed lowly and said: "Zheng Ping donated a large amount of money to the court. Since he was also the victim of Luo Qiaoniang's frame-up, the court has approved his release together with other tea farmers."
An Ying paused and returned: "I saw him when the prisoners were released that day."
Until the sunset, An Ying twisted his stiff neck and looked at the pages full of notes he had recorded, with mixed feelings in his heart.
An Ying raised his head and said to Su Huangzhe: "I'm going somewhere, why don't Master Su come with me?"
The two of them walked towards the north of the city in tacit agreement and came to a small courtyard, where an old woman was starching some clothes.
An Ying asked at the door: "Mr. Cheng, let me ask if your girl is here? I went to her house and no one was there. I passed by and asked."
The old woman didn't even raise her head and replied, "She's not here. Go and have a look at the Yizi Bridge."
An Ying ran towards the Yizi Bridge quickly, and Su Huangzhe, who was tall and had long legs, followed easily.
The Yizhi Bridge is a remote place in the north of Huzhou City. There are only a few scattered shops, most of which are temporary small shops. They sell cheap needles, threads, or stoneware bowls and basins. An Ying stopped and said, "Mr. Su, don't go there. Just go and check this place. Just wait for me here."
Su Huangzhe looked at her sparkling eyes and nodded with a smile.
An Ying quickly found the only tea shop on the street. She went in and took a look. The tea they sold were all coarse teas, some of which were scattered in baskets without being pressed. She looked at the tea leaves and asked casually: "Your tea looks rough, but the raw materials are not bad. It's just that the picking time was a little late."
The waiter in the store came up to him and said, "Girl, you have good taste. All my tea comes from Gu Zhushan. Although it's not the first batch, it tastes good. If you don't believe me, try it."
The waiter quickly took out some loose tea and ground it with a copper tea grinder on the counter. An Ying looked at it and asked: "Your shop looks old. I remember that there was a Mrs. Cheng when I came here before. "
The waiter smiled and said: "That's our boss. She didn't come today. Our shop has been open for more than ten years. Although we only sell coarse tea, we are cheap."
"Then your business must be good? I think your shop is the only one in the north of the city."
"That's not the case. The neighbors here are all working hard and can't afford a few bowls of tea. Hey, I spend all my energy and earn some money just to fill my belly, but after one bowl of this tea soup, hehe, I will be hungry immediately. .The coolies are reluctant to drink tea."
An Ying asked again: "Then you still maintain the shop? My boss is rich."
The waiter put the ground tea into a sieve and sifted it, while saying: "Ms. Cheng's house is at Qiaotou. Hey, we don't know anything about this owner. Come on, girl, pick up a bowl and I'll order it for you. One cup."
An Ying drank the tea in the shop and it tasted really good. He happily bought some and wrapped it up.
Just ran to Yizhiqiaotou. It was easy for her to ask about Mrs. Cheng's home, which owned a tea shop. She chatted for a while with the woman who worked as a starch next to the house. Soon the door of the house opened and two women came out. The young woman was Zheng Ying. An Ying leaned against the wall, thinking of Luo Qiaoniang's appearance, and let out a long breath.
An Ying rushed to another place without stopping, and she found an old servant of the Zheng family.
Su Huangzhe couldn't help but ask: "Miss An, where did you learn this method of investigating cases?"
What popped into An Ying's mind was the lawyer who taught him, "Don't waste your shoes when investigating a case. Follow the chain of evidence and don't do it twice."
She smiled and said, "I don't have any tricks. I just follow the clues."
"Really? When new people enter the industry, they all follow the clues. But clues are like a ball of hemp rope. Newcomers often spend a lot of effort, but they can only tie the hemp rope into knots. You are different, you peel off the silk and draw the cocoon. If not Having learned it, I can only say that I have some talent.”
An Ying was silent. The person she had just arranged to meet arrived and she asked him to sit down.
"Uncle Liu, I heard that you were originally a guard of the Zheng family? You were kicked out by the Zheng family in the eighth year of Yongkang? I heard that it was because of poor care that Master Zheng fell from the tea mountain?"
Uncle Liu sighed, "Hey, why did you come to ask about this? It's been so long..."
Su Huangzhe pushed over a small piece of silver. Uncle Liu smiled, pinched the silver and said, "It's been so long, but I still remember it clearly. That day, Mr. Zheng went to Shuanglin Village to see some of his best tea trees. , we escorted two and Master Zheng’s personal servants, a total of three people went to Shuanglin Mountain together. This thing is really strange. I climbed for a while and looked at Master Zheng, but when I got to the tree, he suddenly disappeared .We searched all over the mountain, but we couldn’t find it?”
"Have you really searched all over the mountain?"
"It's absolutely true. Hey, the Zheng family must have said that we were negligent, which is why we lost Master Zheng. I swear to God, we almost turned Shuanglin Mountain over that day, and we really didn't see Master Zheng. .”
An Ying had been to Shuanglin Mountain. She dipped her fingers in some water and drew on the table. "Look, this tree is on the mountainside. You usually go up from here. Have you and others looked for it here?"
Uncle Liu nodded, "The south slope of Shuanglin Mountain is not steep, but the woods are too dense. I can guarantee that Mr. Zheng was not in the south that day. Later, the Zheng family fined us a month's money, and I couldn't swallow this breath. I asked Later, the hospital that sent him to treat his leg belonged to a farmer named Yao down the mountain."
Uncle Liu squeezed the money and said, "Hey, I haven't eaten anything all morning. Look..."
"Here, give us some mutton noodles, plus a plate of freshly cut meat." An Ying understood. When he first approached Uncle Liu, he found out that he was not doing well.
"How embarrassing." Uncle Liu rubbed his fingers, thinking that he hadn't eaten meat this month. His saliva started to secrete when he heard the name of the dish. He touched his mouth and smiled sheepishly.
After eating and drinking, Uncle Liu looked around and whispered: "I later went to Shuanglin Village specifically. The family named Yao lives on the north side of the mountain. Did you know? The officers and soldiers came some time ago and sealed them up. Already..."
An Ying and Su Huangzhe walked out of the tea shop. An Ying said: "I know who the family named Yao in Shuanglin Village is."
"Yes, Yao Chengli. A private tea farmer in Shuanglin Village, Luo Youde's confidant."
Su Huangzhe asked: "Are you going back to the capital now, or are you going somewhere else?"
An Ying looked at the sun and said, "I want to go to Shuanglin Village again."
Su Huangzhe looked back at her, with a look of perseverance on his childish face.
Su Huangzhe smiled and faced the sun, "Okay, let's go together."
