An Ying said: "Yes, Wang Qingyan is the key point. But I always feel that this matter is very strange. And who is the person Wang Qingyan is asking about? There are many problems to be solved."
Yun Pan looked at her and said, "First of all, we need to find the owner of Baixifang."
"Yes, Wang Qingyan rehearses at Baixi Fang every night. Check how he went home that day and who he went home with. And a very important thing, why did Wang Qingyan go to Baixi Fang to rehearse "The Story of Peach Blossom"?"
Xiao Yi stood up and said, "Why did Wang Qingyan ask Baixi Theater to stage this drama? I don't quite understand what you mean."
"Generally speaking, dramas will be released after the drama has finished its finale. This can not only ensure the sales of the drama, but also promote the drama. It is rare to hear that most of the dramas are released and suddenly go to arrange dramas. I think his wife also I don’t quite understand. Ask the boss about this,” Yun Pan said.
Guo Xi looked at Su Huangzhe and said, "Master Su, you also think it's better to follow Mr. Qingluan's clue first?"
Su Huangzhe nodded, "Just follow this clue. An Ying and I will go to the Jiaofang Division again. Xiao Yi, go ask the police officer who Wang Qingyan is asking about."
"As for Lao Guo, I have a few important things for you to investigate." Su Huangzhe wrote a note to Guo Xi.
On the way to Jiaofangsi, Su Huangzhe looked at An Ying, who was frowning, and couldn't help but ask: "I think you have thought about other things, but I am also a little surprised why you are so concerned about "Peach Red"? What do you think about this?"
An Ying looked back at the smiling Su Huangzhe, her brows slowly relaxed, and she organized the confusing clues in her mind, "I actually have no evidence, it's more about intuition. I watched "Peach Red" last night. There are too many detailed descriptions in it, which are actually somewhat unnecessary in the storybook."
"What's the meaning?"
"Let me give you an example. When he described Taohong, he said that she spoke with a Jingzhou accent, smiled and pointed at the pears and said, "Give me some mud." He also wrote that she found a big Tongpu in the capital to sleep. Behind the Tongpu was a fish shop. Every day You can smell the strong smell of fish in the morning.”
"This kind of detailed description is very likely to have been heard or felt personally, or someone has told him in detail."
Su Huangzhe's fingers couldn't help but want to find a place to knock, but found that there was no place to knock, so he took it back silently.
"You read carefully. I didn't read this storybook so carefully."
An Ying added: "Also, we watched a few dramas at the Duke of Qi's Mansion that day, and the ending was being played at the time."
"Xiao Taohong jumped into the river, and her evil-hearted husband became the consort, and was granted a military exploit. Then with the help of a fairy, Xiao Taohong finally got her revenge."
"Huh? What then?"
"Although the finale of the script has not yet come out, judging from the previous developments, it is actually somewhat different from the drama."
While the two were talking, Yuan Yi, the chief of the Jiaofang, had already come out and asked cautiously: "Master Su, do you still have something else to do?"
Su Huangzhe said as he walked: "Has Dr. Wang Qingyan been here?"
Yuan Yi pressed his head, "Oh, this time it's Chaofeng's problem again. What's going on recently? What happened to Chaofeng?"
"Why do you know each other so well?"
"Chao Chaofeng is an old friend. Didn't he come down from the Ministry of Household Affairs? Life was not easy, so he came to me for help."
"It just so happens that he has good literary talent and knows some music theory, so he helps our musicians and prostitutes here write some lyrics for music."
"So he is familiar with everyone here? Then do you know that there is a woman named Qiu Yueniang in your kitchen who kills fish and sets fire?" An Ying asked.
Yuan Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at An Ying, "Small official, I am in charge of a huge Jiaofang Department with hundreds of people. If you think I only remember the servant girl who killed the fish in the kitchen, there will probably be something wrong with me." .”
An Ying opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.
Yuan Yi added: "But he was always composing music with Yue Cheng upstairs at that time. Hey, it's Yue Cheng Bai Yongcheng. They are from the same hometown, so you can ask Bai Yongcheng to find out. By the way, what happened to Chaofeng? What happened?"
"Dead." An Ying turned around and left.
When Bai Yongcheng heard the purpose of his visit, he shed a lot of tears first. After finally sobbing, he took a breath and said: "Qingyan is my fellow villager, and we are both from Jingzhou. His wife was seriously ill, and he was under the Ministry of Household Affairs at that time. After he was dismissed from his official position, he came to me to find a solution. I asked Mr. Yuan to write some lyrics for the music in the Jiaofang Division, so that he could provide enough food for the day."
When An Ying heard about Jingzhou, he asked excitedly: "Then do you know a woman named Qiu Yueniang in the kitchen?"
Bai Yongcheng didn't know why An Ying was suddenly excited. He looked at Su Huangzhe, nodded and said, "I know you. I also introduced Qiu Yueniang to work. In addition to Qiu Yueniang, there are also maids from Wang Qingyan's family."
Now An Ying and Su Huangzhe were a little confused, "Hey, is the Wang family's maid named Huang Yu? She said that her master doesn't often appear in the Jiaofang Division. One day, it was strange to see Wang Qingyan in the Jiaofang Division."
Bai Yongcheng sighed heavily, "Qingyan, he is kind-hearted and always considers others. When he had no work, he came to Jiaofangsi to have a meal, but he didn't dare to let his family know, so he came in and out secretly. Later, he asked I arranged for the maid at home to do the work, and I kept it a secret. Fortunately, the rough guy in the kitchen here couldn't come to the front. He is just afraid that his wife will be too worried. "
An Ying understood and returned to the previous topic, "By the way, Wang Qingyan didn't write his own storybook later. But his maid returned to the Jiaofang Division and saw Wang Qingyan. Is he still in the Jiaofang Division later?"
Bai Yongcheng shook his head, "He made a lot of money writing scripts, but he stopped coming a year ago. He came here some time ago just to ask me about Qiu Yueniang."
"He asked Qiu Yueniang where he was going?" An Ying clutched his notebook and asked while writing down.
Bai Yongcheng was a little surprised and said, "You already know it."
"What do you know?" An Ying and Su Huangzhe both asked in unison.
Bai Yongcheng looked at them and said: "The Story of Peach Blossom written by Wang Qingyan is the story of Qiu Yueniang. Qiu Yueniang came to the capital to find her husband. Later I heard that she took a sum of money and was going back to her hometown in Jingzhou. Wang Qingyan came to see her that day. She, but Yueniang had already paid her wages and left by then."
"Do you know who that husband is?" An Ying was extremely excited. All the answers were him.
Bai Yongcheng looked at them strangely, "Of course I don't know. Why would Yueniang tell me such an important thing?"
Su Huangzhe couldn't help but feel a little funny when he looked at An Ying, who was excited and suddenly depressed. He saw An Ying slumped in a chair, stamping his feet, and muttered: "Don't you even ask about this? Don't you have any?" Curiosity?"
Bai Yongcheng didn't understand why this junior official from the Ministry of Justice suddenly acted like this. He touched his nose. At this time, Su Huangzhe asked: "You said she won't tell you, then will she tell Wang Qingyan?"
When Bai Yongcheng was asked, he said: "Sir, Qingyan and I have explored this matter several times, but Qiu Yueniang said that it would be better for us not to know for fear of incriminating us. I think Qingyan should not know either. But this is not certain, Qiu Yueniang often walks home with him and spends more time with him than I do."
"Qiu Yueniang is a stubborn person. She has been looking for her husband from the moment she came to the capital. She didn't even take a look at the Daxiangguo Temple in the capital. Instead of working to save money, she went to Yizhuang to look for her husband's body. Those of hers The money was only a few, and she carefully found a bank to deposit it, thinking that she would hire someone to transport the body back to Jingzhou in the future. Who knew it would end like this..."
Bai Yongcheng cried uncontrollably, chattering, sometimes about Qiu Yueniang, and sometimes about Wang Qingyan.
