A little weak chicken came to Dali Temple

After comparison, except for the differences in a few characters in two or three names, the number of heads is the same.

Teng Chong said, "The owner of the restaurant, Prince Zhao of Nanping County, is good friends with Shaoqing. He should have confessed, and the shopkeeper should not dare to lie."

Yeats was worried and pointed to the first different name and said, "The restaurant is written as Lady Qin, and Uncle Qin is written as Lady Qin. Is it a typo or are they not the same person?"

Teng Chong speculated: "Some singers and performers use stage names, which should probably be qin."

Qin Dachuan recalled it carefully and said, "It should be correct."

One said it might be a stage name, and the other said it was correct.

Yeats continued: "The second difference is that the restaurant writes about Wu Xi'er, while Uncle Qin writes about Wu Xi'er. The third difference is that the restaurant writes about Lady Jin, while Uncle Qin writes about Lady Jin."

Several people looked at each other, and there were three differences. Qin Dachuan was not sure, "These people I asked people to inquire about are all from the lowest level. Some of them don't even know the words. There must be something wrong!"

Zhang Jin said, "I will go to the restaurant to check these three names one by one with someone tomorrow."

After one day of inquiring about the news, it took a lot of brainpower and effort. Qin Dachuan squatted aside to rest, quietly listening to Yeats and Teng Chong discussing the people and things in the case.

Since they were exactly the same, Yeats decided: "Try them one by one tomorrow."

Originally, she wanted to do the trial tonight. Seeing that everyone was tired, Yeats didn't even think about it and said, "Let's all go down."

Everyone seemed to have been relieved of some burden, and everyone yawned and left the official room.

Outside the door, the cold wind was blowing, and it was really freezing to death.

Teng Chong put his hands to his mouth and took a breath of hot air, "I hope I can gain something tomorrow and solve the case quickly, so I can spend the New Year in peace."

Yang Fuquan habitually wanted to go with Yeats, but Qin Dachuan stopped him and said, "Xiao Quanzi, it's too late today. You'd better go back to the house with me."

Just as Yang Fuquan was about to say, 'I want to protect Brother Ye from getting home safely,' a lantern moved over from one end of the corridor.

When they saw it, it was Pei Shaoqing. They were stunned at first, and then they understood. They all pretended to be confused and saluted, "Sir..."

Pei Jingning stood with his hands behind his hands and glanced at the crowd. His eyes finally fell on Yeats. He clearly had the oppressive aura of a person in a position of power. When he came, he first shed some of his sharpness and coldness, and the remaining some of his alienation and arrogance. When I saw Yeats, I restrained myself, leaving only tenderness.

Zhao Bai's gentle smile turned into indifference. He remained calm and retreated into the shadow of the corridor pillars. In an instant, he seemed to have disappeared from everyone's sight.

Teng Chong and others were very discerning and left one after another.

After a while, Yeats and Pei Jingning were the only masters and servants left in the corridor.

"It's so late and your lord hasn't left yet?" Yeats asked knowingly.

Pei Jingning gave her a look, said nothing, turned around, and raised the corners of his mouth to show his good mood.

Yeats chuckled and followed, "Sir, it's so cold, do you have any warm hands and coverings?"

"No." Pei Jingning said no, but Bai Lang rolled his eyes in the shadows, stretched out his hand to hand the warmer to Ye Zhi, "Master Ye, here -"

She had just seen the hand warmer in Bai Lang's hand, and knew that it was prepared for her and was deliberately teasing her, Master Shaoqing.

How could Pei Jingning not know? He turned around and snorted, "I just know how to be clever..."

"Sir, I am very smart..."

……

The two were laughing and joking, and soon they disappeared from Zhao Bai's sight. He stretched out his hand and punched the pillar, a hard blow. In an instant, the pain in the joints of his hands penetrated deeply into his heart. The pain in his heart was relieved and he could not suppress it. Emotions.

The servant was so frightened that he hid in the corner, motionless, watching his master punch left and right, and hit him several times before he stopped.

Zhao Bai looked up at the dark sky and remembered the first time he met Yeats. That day he was leaning on the window lattice on the second floor of the library to bask in the sun and play chess with himself. In his peripheral vision, a thin figure walked in. caught his sight.He turned his head.

In April, the afternoon sun shines down from the sky, forming a cage of shallow gauze light, which happens to fall on the person who comes against the light, creating an extremely unreal hazy halo, wearing coarse linen and gray clothes. Even his robe could not hide his pure and beautiful temperament, and everything around him was instantly eclipsed.

The capital is so big and there are so many beauties and beautiful scenery.

Zhao Bai, the prince of Shunyang County, is such a person that he has never seen before, but the man next door who helped Teng Chong solve the case quietly attracted him with his unique talent and ability, and let him join the Dali Temple. A nominal Terenao became a colleague in handling the case.

Obviously they are so close... but at this moment, they are so far away.

Why... no one can answer, only the northwest wind howls by, blowing cold and hot blood.

In the carriage, Pei Jingning and Yeats did not discuss the case.

Pei Jingning deliberately didn't mention that the Chinese New Year was coming soon. He was afraid that Yeats would be under pressure.

Yeats didn't mention it because he thought it was weird for two people in love to sit together and talk about work.

When Yeats came out of the restaurant in the morning, he didn't catch up on his sleep. He got into Pei Shaoqing's carriage. It was warm and comfortable inside, and she fell asleep unexpectedly.

Pei Jingning smiled, pulled up the blanket, and the two of them shared a bed, cuddling each other, and he fell asleep.

Carriage tuk tuk.

Seeing that he was about to reach the alley of Mr. Ye's house, Bai Lang reached out and opened a small slit in the sedan curtain, and found that the two people inside were already asleep leaning on each other in the back compartment.

Suddenly, he lowered the curtain and hurriedly walked to Mo Song. His voice was very soft and low, "What should I do?"

What do you mean?
Mo Song held his sword and looked like you can do whatever you want.

Bai Lang's heart was beating with dissatisfaction, as if he was having an affair. "What should I do?" He couldn't help but tease Mo Song again.

Mo Song moved eight feet away from him, "Don't ask me."

Bai Lang is so worried that his hair will turn gray overnight, what should he do... what should he do...

Yeats turned over and was just about to kick her feet comfortably. Halfway through, she was startled and her eyes opened. She seemed to be in Pei Shaoqing's carriage!

Subconsciously, I looked to the side and saw a small oil lamp outside the gauze tent, its light swaying in the night.

She sat up abruptly.

This is not a carriage, nor is it the Ye family.

This is where?

Yeats rubbed his eyes. The bedpost and bedside table looked familiar. A closer look revealed that they were in the same courtyard where he once stole the menstrual belt. Uh... he must have slept like a little pig. Pei Jingning didn't have the nerve to call her, so he Brought her to another courtyard.

Hey……

Mingzhu appeared out of nowhere and lifted the curtain, "Master Ye, are you thirsty and want a drink of water?"

"What time is it now?" Yeats looked towards the door of the room. She was now filled with Master Cen's case and wanted to solve it as soon as possible to celebrate the New Year.

Mingzhu replied softly, "It's the fourth watch, sir, do you want to get up?"

Yeats nodded, got up, went to the bathroom, and drank half a glass of water when he came back.

"Adult, please continue to sleep. It will be very comfortable when you return to your cage."

It’s four o’clock in the morning and there’s nothing you can do in such a cold weather.Yeats closed his eyes and unknowingly fell asleep again while reviewing the case.