The prince spared his life! The lady has been reborn to save you

"Someone picked up the drug residue and set up a trap to harm me..."

Zhang Yanqiu frowned and looked at Chu Yizhao, "Maybe... it's also to harm you..."

Chu Yizhao's eyelashes trembled, someone was checking her.

This insect...

Song Qichuan's fists hardened. "Who the hell is this? I'll go ask Aunt Zhou!"

"If you don't tell me, I'll break her son's legs!"

"okay."

"Don't be impulsive."

Two voices pulled Song Qichuan back, "What to do? Now the source of the poison has been found, it's the clothes, so it must be related to the person who washed the clothes. If we don't go, what if she runs away?"

Zhang Yanqiu explained, "Auntie Zhou has three sons, all of whom are married and have children. The family of thirteen has lived in Zhoujia Lane for twenty years. On weekdays, she and her three daughters-in-law rely on washing clothes to supplement the family income. They not only wash the embroidery shop, but also the jewelry store opposite and the two shops next door."

"What do you mean? Do you mean that there might be plum powder on someone's clothes and it was accidentally mixed up during washing?" Song Qichuan guessed.

"No, Aunt Zhou likes cleanliness. The clothes of each family, men and women, masters and servants are washed separately."

Aqi has investigated and found that within a ten-mile radius, the Zhou family is the most reputable and the cleanest.

"Mr. Zhang means that people with many children and grandchildren and abundant wealth will not do bad things."

Someone must have used some method.

Chu Yizhao carefully twisted a few robes.

From old to new, we have almost every kind of winter cotton robe.

Chu Yizhao didn't quite understand. "If they wanted to harm you, they could just feed you a plum. Wouldn't that kill you faster? Why use this roundabout method, making everyone feel sour?"

Although these smells are light, when they are pressed together, people with a keen sense of smell will notice them and they are very easy to be discovered.

Song Qichuan was puzzled. "Is it an accident?"

"Once or twice, yes, but if the dose accumulates and becomes toxic, then it's no longer a problem."

Chu Yizhao looked out the window. There was a high wall on the left, and on the other side of the wall was where the embroiderers lived.

The largest number of people in an embroidery workshop are the embroiderers.

Could it be an embroiderer?

Xia Ning is cautious in his work. He would not teach skills to girls of good family background. He has the intention but not the courage.

Chu Yizhao was using acupuncture to remove the poison from Zhang Yanqiu. Halfway through the procedure, Zhang Yanqiu began to convulse in pain and rolled his eyes.

Song Qichuan looked at the miserable state of this man, his eyes twitched, and cold sweat broke out on his palms, "Miss... stop it, he was not poisoned to death, but he was stabbed to death by you..."

"... "

Zhang Yanqiu twitched at the right time, like a hedgehog that was thrown high into the sky and bounced back to the ground.

Chu Yizhao held the needle and curled his lips. Same acupuncture point, same technique, why does everyone say it hurts...

"Forget it, I'll write a prescription and ask Doctor Zhao to come later."

After she withdrew the needle, Zhang Yanqiu showed a look of gratitude for the first time in a long time.

Thank you, Miss, for not killing me.

Chu Yizhao smiled soullessly.

"Miss." Zhang Yanqiu was refreshed by the few injections he had just received, and suddenly he figured out something.

"That person spread plum powder widely. Maybe it was because he only saw the medicine but not the person who took it."

"When the embroidery workshop is busy, sometimes it's Aqi who takes care of the medicine residue, sometimes it's Brother Lu Shi, sometimes I go by myself, or the embroiderer will take it along..."

"Will that person misunderstand? Many people in the embroidery workshop are drinking it. After all, the dregs don't look like a cure..."

Like tonic ingredients.

Zhang Yanqiu guessed, "Miss, maybe it just wants to cause some trouble in the embroidery workshop, not to kill anyone..."

The end of the year is approaching, and the houses that should have ordered new clothes have already been empty. There are too many porridges and too few monks to have time, and each family is too busy to carry out such a detailed trick.

"You...have you offended someone?"

Chu Yizhao thought it made sense.

She has offended many people.

Inside and outside the palace, inside and outside the city.

That's it,

"Report to the official."

"Ah?" Zhang Yanqiu was unable to react.

Chu Yizhao whispered a few words to Song Qichuan, patted his shoulder, and said, "Go."

"okay!"

Song Qichuan walked away staggeringly.

Chu Yizhao looked at his back. In the past, he was asked to work as if his life depended on it, but now, with three fires lit, the work started.

Money, wealth and power can move people's hearts.

"Miss, ma'am."

Song Qichuan came back and reminded, "Miss, don't forget my antidote..."

"or…"

As if he knew what Chu Yizhao was going to say, Song Qichuan interrupted cheerfully, "No, no, I love to eat, hehe."

It's a pleasant thing to control people with poison, but it's not so pleasant if someone licks your face...

"Miss, reporting this to the police will probably involve...

Rich families believe that family disgrace should not be made public. If you pull out a radish, there will be mud. No one's hands will be clean.

Chu Yizhao didn't care at all. The prefect of Shuntian Prefecture was not as good as the censor. A stubborn and rigid mediocre official would not last long.

Zhao Qu knows his limits.

"Not as good as me..."

"Master Zhao has the ability to investigate cases, so why waste your energy?"

Chu Yizhao felt like an old mother who wanted her son to succeed, and said earnestly, "Only when you are in a high position and have power can you have a smooth journey. Your task now is to review your studies well."

"Dong family..."

Chu Yizhao hesitated for a moment. Dong Ruicheng's son-in-law had changed, and he would probably be busy with a lot of things in the near future.

"Zhao Qu is young and promising. He has a similar background to you and is the favorite student of the dean of Kyoto Academy. You can ask him for more advice."

This network of contacts from the previous life cannot be severed.

I don’t know what Zhang Yanqiu was thinking. A trace of guilt flashed across his face and he lowered his head to respond.

Zhao Qu walked as slowly as a mountain, holding the sword at his waist, to the backyard of the embroidery workshop. When his eyes met Chu Yizhao, his stern face tensed slightly.

Chu Yizhao was the official's daughter who liked to report to the authorities the most that he had ever seen...

After listening to her story, Zhao Qu nodded and said concisely, "I will investigate this matter and inform you if there is any progress."

"Mr. Zhao, you are too polite."

Since the conversation about Zhao Zhuo, Chu Yizhao's favorable impression of Zhao Qu has skyrocketed. "Your Excellency is outstanding, young and promising, and two years older than Your Highness. I wonder if there is a girl who is interested in you?"

The man in front of him suddenly became silent, pursing his lips again and again, looking a little uncomfortable, "Did someone... ask you to ask this?"

Chu Yizhao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes and no."

"I have a friend whose family is looking for a husband for her. She remembered that the adults were also unmarried, so she mentioned it. It has nothing to do with her."

Zhao Qu's heart sank, not knowing what he was expecting. "Thank you for your kindness, young lady. I am not interested in marriage."

Chu Yizhao suddenly thought of Wei Xingli's comment that he was unlucky in marriage, and felt a little annoyed. "I was presumptuous."

It was almost dusk and there were not many guests in the alley.

Xia Ning stayed up for two nights and his eyes were bloodshot.

Chu Yizhao was helpless, "I have to work so hard that my eyes will go blind."

Xia Ning smiled and said, "Only these two days."

"The eldest young lady urgently ordered two dresses, the styles are complicated and gorgeous."

Zhang Ruyi?

Chu Yizhao looked at her.

Xia Ning's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly stretched out three fingers, "A large sum of money."

Chu Yizhao's expression relaxed.

When opening a business, you must have a broad mind that can accommodate all kinds of demands.

It has nothing to do with money...

Chu Yizhao asked about the size.

Xia Ning answered carefully.

What is the size of the red cloud?

She was a little confused.

How long will it take to install it?

Chu Yizhao took out a broken handkerchief and handed it to Xia Ning, "Hey... you should find a way to save him..."

Xia Ning took it. It was a square piece of fine white silk brocade with a few brown sticks at the corners. The horizontal lines were crisscrossed and you could vaguely see the brocade underneath the lines.

This…

She had never seen stitches so rough.

"What is this embroidery about, a stove?"

"What stove picture..."

"It's not a picture of a stove, why is there a stick of firewood? Who embroidered it?"

Xia Ning pointed at the brown columns, his eyes full of confusion.

Chu Yizhao’s face froze.

The phoenix claws she embroidered are not even worthy of chicken feet?

It turns out that too much embroidery will blind your eyes.

Chu Yizhao stood up suddenly. Xia Ning looked up at her in confusion, with doubt in her eyes.

"... "

Chu Yizhao's chest rose and fell, and he was furious for a moment, "I'll go back and ask Chang Nian, why is it embroidering firewood for no reason, it's a waste of good material..."

Xia Ning watched Chu Yizhao's furious back.

Often think of...embroidery?

As she stood there, her dizzy mind suddenly became clear, and she looked at the square cloth in her hand...

This stick... was embroidered by the young lady...