When Zhu Qing mentioned Qin Sanhuai, he felt very regretful in his words.

Qingshu looked at him and asked curiously: "Do you know this murderer?"

Zhu Qing said, "I know my brother's classmate. I heard that boy is very brave, let alone poisoning or killing chickens."

Qingshu picked up the teacup and took a sip, then put it down with a frown.

Zhu Qing looked at her with a very disgusting look and said, "This Longjing purchases goods directly from West Lake. It is the signature tea in this teahouse. People who have good tea must order two cups when they come here."

Qingshu said lightly: "It's a little bit of a taste."

The best she has ever drunk is Longjing, which tastes really good, with a clear and long-lasting aroma, refreshing the heart, and leaving a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

Zhu Qingxiao asked, "I heard that my brother is from the capital, right?"

Qingshu shook his head and said, "No, my hometown is Pingzhou. Later, I went to Beijing to study and study for a few years. I was bored every day and had no progress in my studies. The teacher suggested going out for a walk."

Zhu Qing was a little surprised and said, "Pingzhou, is Pingzhou, Jiangxi?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Zhu Qing whispered: "This prefect in Yongyang is also from Pingzhou. He is considered to be a fellow countryman with Brother Lin."

"I can't afford such a person."

She naturally knew that the prefect Bian belonged to Pingzhou, and was from Pingzhou City. This person went to Beijing at the age of 18 to pass the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination at the age of 24. He has been an official outside for many years. Not to mention the interaction, Qingshu had never heard of this person.

The main reason is that Qingshu has not been in Pingzhou for a long time and does not have to take the scientific examination to pay less attention to this aspect. Of course, there is another reason that Pingzhou has produced many high-ranking officials over the years, and a fourth-rank official really has nothing to pay attention to.

Seeing Qingshu's dissatisfaction with her appearance, Zhu Qing felt that Qingshu's identity was not low. He hesitated and said, "Talk about this, Qin Sanhuai is also unlucky. He doesn't go to dinner on weekdays. The incident happened was also the one who was poisoned by Liu Xiucai, the one who died of poisoning, who was kindly invited him to refuse but he did not attend."

Qingshu looked interested and asked, "Is it true that you are talking about, do you know this case very well?"

Of course Zhu Qing understood, his younger brother wanted to find someone to help Qin Sanhuai clear his grievances, but unfortunately his father and his family were afraid of offending Prefect Bian and would not allow his brother to interfere in the matter.

Qingshu learned through Zhu Qing that there were seven people who participated in the poetry meeting that day, and Qin Sanhuai was also among them. Six people were poisoned and only Qin Sanhuai was safe and sound. Then the government ruled that he had poisoned him and arrested him.

Feiyuwei had no file files in this case, and only received news from the ground that the prefect Bian was disregarding human life and randomly judging the case.

Qingshu asked in surprise: "Just because Qin Sanhuai was not poisoned, he was determined to be the murderer. How did he judge the case like a joke?"

Zhu Qing said: "Only Liu Xiucai, who was the best literary six people, was rescued by the poisoned people, was rescued by Liu Xiucai. Although he was injured, he would be cured for a while."

"But this Liu Xiucai was weak, and it was normal that he couldn't stand it after being frustrated like this."

The other five people have higher physical fitness.

Qingshu smiled and said, "Seven people attended the poetry meeting, and the other six were poisoned, but he was not a little bit unto him, and it was normal for the magistrate to suspect him."

Zhu Qing shook his head and said, "It is normal to suspect him, but it is pure nonsense to say that Qin Sanhuai is jealous of Liu Xiucai and the other five people. Qin Sanhuai's literary talent is better than those six people. What are they doing if they are jealous of?"

Qingshu didn't follow his words, but said, "You know people, but your face, but your heart. How do you know that he was not poisoned because of jealousy?"

Zhu Qing was very angry and said, "Why are you still talking to the Bian?"

Qingshu didn't speak to anyone, but he didn't see the file and didn't understand the detailed story of the case.

Zhu Qing originally thought that Qingshu had a good knowledge, but when he saw him facing Prefect Bian, he didn't want to talk to him. He was about to leave, but looking at the ink-colored mountain and water folding fan on the table, he still forced himself to leave without waving his sleeves.

However, Qingshu felt that there was no need to continue talking. Seeing her get up, Zhu Qing hurriedly said, "Brother Lin, where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going back to the inn."

Looking at the folding fan in Qingshu's hand, he asked in a vain: "Can Brother Lin really sell this fan to me?"

Qingshu refused cruelly.

After leaving the teahouse, three people walked and watched the scenery, and occasionally commented. When they returned to the inn, they entered the house and said with a smile: "I thought you would sell him the fan?"

After all, Qingshu is not a stingy person, and this fan is not a rare thing for her. The other party likes it so much and chats with her for so long to sell it.

Qingshu shook his head and said, "This fan is a craftsman of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and cannot be bought outside. If you want to give it to him, my identity will be exposed."

Although the things in the Office of the Internal Affairs Office are strange, they are not without them. But when she uses them too casually, it makes people think about them. She doesn't want people to know their identity for the time being, so this fan cannot be sold to Zhu Qing.

"Sell it to him when the matter is resolved!"

The Thousand-faced Fox said in surprise: "I thought my wife would give it to him?"

Qingshu said strangely: "Why should I give him a gift if I am not close to him? Moreover, this folding fan is not only exquisitely crafted, but also my paintings and words on it, and there is no one hundred taels to sell."

The Thousand-faced Fox laughed and said, "Zhu Qing doesn't know your identity and is willing to spend 100 taels of silver to buy it, so that people will know that they will definitely be laughed at as a fool."

Qingshu smiled and said, "Do you think a normal person can look at a folding fan like he looks at his lover? No matter how stupid a person like this, his family doesn't find it strange."

Of course, the premise is that this guy can pay for it, and she won’t sell this folding fan if she can’t.

The Thousand-Faced Fox looked at the folding fan in Qingshu's hand and sighed: "Everyone outside said that you will ruin your family business sooner or later. Who would think that any fan is worth 180 taels of silver?"

"People who like it think it's worth a thousand dollars, while those who don't like it think it's worth a penny."

The Thousand-Faced Fox said with a smile: "Mrs.'s calligraphy and painting are also valuable? I heard that a peony picture on the market has sold for more than 300 taels of silver."

Qingshu was a little surprised: "There are so many? Why don't I know?"

Qianwei Fox said with a smile: "Why would you pay attention to these things when your wife is so busy? Madam, Jiahui likes Peony very much and tells me that she hopes her wife has time to draw a peony for her."

This was a few times that Yin Jiahui told her, but she was pushed by the Thousand-Faced Fox. Firstly, Qingshu really didn’t have time, and secondly, the things were too easy to get and didn’t cherish them, so she deliberately wanted Yin Jiahui to wait a little longer.

Qingshu shook his head and said, "I'll talk about it after I return to Beijing. Now I have to deal with this case first. Let's sort out this case first, and we will go to Feiyuwei tomorrow."
Chapter completed!