An Ying looked at Qin Manyun who was brought here and said, "Come on, speak for yourself."
Qin Manyun was sitting on a chair. Hearing this, he stammered: "An Sizhi, I, what did I say? In the morning, I told everything I knew."
An Ying said: "Let me ask you, what were you and Huang Yu doing and saying in the half-quarter of an hour after Hong Yu and Mrs. Wei left until Doctor Zhou arrived?"
"Me, me." Qin Manyun couldn't answer for a while, and then said: "We were waiting at home. We didn't do anything. I was scared to death."
Yun Pan threw a stack of paper aside. Before An Ying could see what it was, he heard Yun Pan say: "If you don't explain, we will use torture. This case is of a bad nature and it is a serious case of our Criminal Department. Don't think that It can cover up the past. Please explain it to me in detail."
Qin Manyun's face changed again and again. Su Huangzhe, who was sitting on top, gave An Ying a look. An Ying understood and said to Qin Manyun: "You are an innocent woman. I sit here and let you answer. It's because we, adults, sympathize with your poor health." . Logically speaking, now I should ask the yamen servant to give you two sticks to deceive the officials handling the case. Come here."
Qin Manyun turned pale with fright, hurriedly got up from the chair, and cried, "Sir, spare your life."
Just as she was about to kneel down, An Ying grabbed her and said, "Sit down and explain the matter clearly. What did you two say and what did you two do?"
Qin Manyun's tears started to fall before she could say anything, "I deliberately only opened Hongyu and Granny Wei. But I didn't kill Qingyan. Huang Yu and I were looking for a manuscript written by Qingyan, and today is the day he delivers the manuscript to Chengbitang. I want to find out the written manuscript before the officials come and have Huang Yu send it over quickly."
Yun Pan turned over the manuscript he took from the Wang family and said, "Wang Qingyan is writing a book for Cheng Bitang? What is he writing about?"
Qin Manyun lowered his head and said softly: "He is currently writing "Peach Red", and Mr. Qingluan is my husband-in-law."
An Ying and others were surprised, and Yun Pan confirmed again: "You mean Wang Qingyan is Mr. Qingluan who wrote the storybook. Are you looking for the manuscript he recently wrote for Cheng Bitang?"
Qin Manyun nodded, "He was arranging plays for Baixi Theater some time ago, and he came back late at night. The owner of Chengbitang urged him, saying that the story would have a finale before Chinese Valentine's Day. Let him write it quickly."
"Qing Yan and Cheng Bitang signed a contract. If the manuscript is not delivered on time or fails to be delivered, a large amount of money will be paid. That's why I want to find the manuscript before the officials come."
"Huang Yu is usually the one who delivers manuscripts. I specially left her here. If I find it, I will ask her to deliver it directly."
Su Huangzhe pointed to the manuscript paper taken from the Wang family and said: "All the manuscript papers in the study are here. There is not a single manuscript about the storybook. When you looked for it in the morning, it was all gone? Or did you put it away?"
Qin Manyun shook his head, "When I went there, the study had been turned over. Not only the manuscripts, but also other things were gone."
"What else do you mean?"
Qin Manyun said: "Qing Yan used to work in the Ministry of Household Affairs. Later, something happened and he was removed from his official position. He was given a casual official position to serve the doctor. The casual official had no errands, just half a copper coin and a bucket a month. Monthly examples of food.”
"How can this little money be enough for family expenses? Qingyan was desperate, so he went to a bookstore to make money by copying books for others."
"Qingyan saw that the storybooks were selling well, so he tried to write them. However, Qingyan didn't like writing storybooks. He had always wanted to write a travel diary of Daqi to record the mountains, rivers, people, and features of Daqi. It took him a long time to write this book. Yes, I started writing it when I was in the Ministry of Household Affairs, but later I delayed writing this book to make a living."
"So the manuscript of this book is also missing?" An Ying asked.
"Yes, I remember it very clearly. The top shelf of the bookshelf is full of the manuscript of this travelogue, the middle is the manuscript of the storybook, and the bottom is Qingyan's random notes and letters. The desk is usually filled with the most recent things. Huang Yu Organize it every day to make it clearer."
An Ying asked: "Has anything unusual happened to your husband recently? Did he say something about a manuscript that someone wanted to get?"
Qin Manyun frowned and thought for a long time before saying: "Actually, my husband-in-law does not say that he is Master Qingluan to the outside world. He writes novels just to make a living, and he doesn't like this name either. Huang Yu and I are the only ones in the family who know about him. "
"The owner of Chengbitang doesn't know either?"
"The boss of Cheng Bitang's Dongjiazhuang knew about it. Cheng Bitang wanted to make money as a gimmick, so naturally he kept it a secret. So no one would come to him to ask for a manuscript. Speaking of unusual things, my husband seemed to be looking for someone a few days ago. "
"Looking for someone? Why do you say that?"
"Huang Yu saw my husband asking the police about a woman on the street. I asked him about it after I got home, and he said that Huang Yu was mistrustful. But Huang Yu said that it was indeed the case."
An Ying noted it down, and wanted to verify this point again, and asked, "I heard that Mr. Qingluan is arranging a drama for Baixi Theater? Is this?"
Qin Manyun nodded, "It was the princess who asked the owner of Baixi Theater to help him arrange the drama. I don't understand why the husband suddenly thought of this, maybe it was also to make more money. Because of this, the owner of Chengbitang was not happy. , fearing that it would affect the sales of the storybook. But later I was convinced by Qingyan."
At this time, An Ying suddenly thought of something and asked, "Has your husband been to Jiaofangsi in the east of the city?"
Qin Manyun was a little surprised, "How did you know?"
An Ying was a little excited and said, "When did your husband go? Who were you looking for?"
Su Huangzhe and Yun Pan on the side looked at her.
Qin Manyun straightened up, holding a handkerchief tightly with both hands, "Sir, my husband-in-law has never told me about this. In fact, Huang Yu saw it and told me secretly. I wanted to ask him, but I couldn't. I didn't dare, and I spent a few days tossing it up." At this point, she couldn't help sobbing, "I should ask him directly if there is anything that cannot be said between husband and wife. There is something that I cannot believe in him."
The next one is Topaz.
"You've just said that. I'll ask you some more questions and add a few things." An Ying said, "Usually, you send your master's manuscripts to Chengbitang?"
"Yes. I have followed the young lady since I was a child. I am better at reading and writing than Hongyu, so the master left the matter of running away to Chengbitang to me."
"Except for Cheng Bitang's boss, does anyone else know that it was you who sent the manuscript to Mr. Qingluan?"
"No one should know. I never send manuscripts to Cheng Bitang directly, because too many bookstores want to know who Mr. Qingluan is, and there are often people hiding nearby to peek. So Cheng Bitang's bosses always make appointments with me. Let’s meet at the sewing shop in Alley 13 next door. Oh, that shop is also owned by the owner of Chengbitang.”
An Ying nodded and said, "Have you ever seen your master go to Jiaofangsi? How did you see it? When did you see it?"
Huang Yu said: "Not long after the master was dismissed, the family couldn't open the pot. The young lady was in poor health and had to take medicine. Mrs. Wei was brought by the master's family. She often scolded my young lady under the window that she was a wasted medicine pot."
"There was really nothing I could do, so I thought about going out to find some work to support my family. I worked in tea shops and wine shops, and then I found a job as a cook in the Chengdong Jiaofang Division."
