I rely on solving the case to attack the king of hell

In Zhao's mansion in the south of the city, there is a high-end wine gathering. Inside the house, there are shadows of fragrant clothes and shadows of people.

Zhao Xintu, the owner of the Zhao Mansion, has been in the rouge and gouache business all his life in Biancheng, not to mention famous all over the world, but at least he is a leading figure in the boundary of the capital.

Recently, the master in the store has developed a new flower lotion, which has a unique fragrance, which is unprecedented, so they hold a big banquet and invite colleagues and gentry to learn about the new product.

Among the guests present, there was a young man with a handsome appearance and a tall stature, dressed in the clothes of a servant in the palace, with a strange copper ax pinned to his waist.He smiled three-pointedly, but his eyes scanned everyone present vigilantly.

This person is Xie Zaiyue, the Tutor of Dali Temple.

Yan Han said that there would be a change in the Zhao Mansion today, and he brought him back to the world. It happened that Song Liuguang received a post from the Fragrance Club, and Xie Zaiyue begged him to bring him with him.

"My lord, are you familiar with Zhao Xintu?" Xie Zaiyue asked quietly when pouring wine for Song Liuguang.

Song Liuguang shook his head, with a disdainful expression, "I just bought rouge dew a few times. If it wasn't for Yan Han, this king would not come to this little ant's house to eat wine."

As soon as Song Liuguang finished speaking, a middle-aged man in a blue gown walked over with a smile on his face.

King Jing is here, so naturally everyone has to come forward to say hello.Seeing this, Xie Zaiyue immediately shrank back and continued to play the servant of the palace.

"Jing Wang Wan'an." The middle-aged man smiled and asked.

Song Liuguang looked up and down with strange eyes, and said dryly, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man froze, smiled awkwardly, and introduced himself: "The villain is Zhao Xintu, who has met the prince several times."

Song Liuguang: "..."

Originally, when he heard that King Jing was coming, Zhao Xintu felt that he would save face.But when he took the initiative to come up to say hello, the other party didn't even know his last name.

The long face immediately turned into embarrassment, and Zhao Xintu was very depressed.

During the next cup of tea, Zhao Xintu tried his best to find a topic to chat with the prince, but no matter what he said, His Royal Highness Jing always said "um", "oh", and refused to say a word that was extra.

Sensing the strange gazes from the people around him, Zhao Xintu could only say "you're free" in embarrassment, and then disappeared.

Xie Zaiyue held back her laughter and said in a low voice: "My lord, you are really amazing, Zhao Xintu's face is purple with anger."

Song Liuguang said blankly, "I am mad at him? What kind of onion is he?"

"My lord is right, what kind of onion is this Zhao Xintu?" the guest sitting behind Song Liuguang said.

This person has a long face, long eyebrows and long eyes, and is also wearing silk brocade.

Song Liuguang looked at him, raised his eyebrows bluntly and said, "Do you have something to say?"

The long-faced guest nodded slightly and saluted Song Liuguang again, and then sneered: "Zhao Xintu's talent is dull, and the masters he hired are all mediocre in name only. Now they say that they have developed a new fragrance, and they are making such a big fuss." Banquet, hehe, just wait and see the joke."

After the long-faced guest finished speaking, he glared at Zhao Xinnan angrily.

"Are you also in the rouge and gouache business?" Xie Zaiyue asked suddenly.

The long face nodded, and said proudly: "This little brother has good eyesight, the villain's name is Qian Xiang, and the Qianji powder shops in Biancheng are all villain's shops."

Like Zhao Xinnan's Zhao Ji, this Qian Ji is also a makeup shop all over Biancheng. The two are evenly matched in strength, and there is probably no shortage of rivalry on weekdays. No wonder this Qian Ji is so dissatisfied with Zhao Xinnan.

It is said that colleagues are enemies, and Zhao Xinnan invited colleagues to participate in the incense tasting meeting just to show off, and these colleagues who came here were also rough and sour, and derogated each other at every turn.

While speaking, there were already three gongs and drums, and the audience fell silent in an instant.

Zhao Xinnan changed into a red robe, and entered the stage with a breezy face. At first glance, he thought he was the bridegroom official with wedding flowers and candles.

"Zhao thanked you all for coming to the Zhao Mansion, especially His Royal Highness Jing Wang, who is willing to show your face, which really makes the humble house shine!" Zhao Xinnan opened his mouth and saluted Song Liuguang seriously, "Everyone is Zhao’s good friend and regular customer, we invite everyone to learn from the latest Qinglexiang that our Zhaoji Fragrance Shop has developed today!”

Zhao Xinnan lightly clapped hands, and two teams of ladies in tulle and high buns walked out, each holding a small tray, on which were placed several small porcelain vases, the porcelain vases were different, there were flowers and birds, No two are exactly alike.

The maids rushed to the seats on both sides slowly like flowing water. After passing each guest, they lowered their bodies and let the guests choose a porcelain vase at will.

What is contained in the porcelain bottle is the protagonist of today's incense feast, Qingle Xianglu.

Song Liuguang picked out a porcelain vase with peonies painted on it. By the way, he glanced at the maid with unharmonious eyes. The maid smiled, giggled, and walked away.

Xie Zaiyue looked at the lewd Song Liuguang, and muttered, "A dog can't change eating shit."

Song Liuguang glanced at him, and argued: "This king just wants to see, and never thinks about it. Right now, this king has only us, Lord Yan, in his heart."

Xie Zaiyue touched the copper axe, why do you think Song Liuguang hates it even more?

However, there is a difference between man and god, and Yan Han is even more honest with Song Liuguang, so Xie Zaiyue is angry and does not regard Song Liuguang as a real rival in love.

Song Liuguang picked up the porcelain vase in his hand, played with it, and praised: "This Zhao Xinnan is very ingenious. The workmanship is not bad for such a small vase, and this pair of peonies and butterflies is also exquisitely painted."

Open the cork, a burst of fragrance poured out.

Xie Zaiyue went over to smell it, rubbed his nose and said, "The smell is quite elegant."

Song Liuguang picked out a little bit, painted it on his wrist, smelled it carefully, and commented: "It's just above average, and it's incomparable with the ones in the palace." Returning the porcelain bottle to Xie Zaiyue, he said generously: "You like you Take it, this king will not use this kind of thing."

Xie Zaiyue: "..." Come on, you are rich, you are a grandpa.

Song Liuguang looked around, lowered his voice, and said, "Why on earth did Lord Yan let us come here? This king looks at everyone quite normal."

Xie Zaiyue shook his head and persuaded: "Master Yan must make a reason for this arrangement, don't worry, let's wait."

As if to confirm Xie Zaiyue's words, as soon as the voice fell, there was a plop behind him.

Xie Zaiyue hurriedly turned his head to look, only to find that the money that Zhao Xinnan had complained about with them just now fell on the ground!

Qian Xiang was trembling all over, his eyes were closed tightly, one hand was tightly covering his heart, and the other hand was curled up in pain, with a lot of vomit hanging from his mouth, exuding bursts of sour breath.

Song Liuguang frowned and jumped away.While jumping, he shouted loudly: "It's disgusting! What kind of disease is this!"

With Song Liuguang's actions, more people turned their attention.

After seeing Qian Xiang, who was alive and kicking, was lying on the ground and twitching continuously, as if he was poisoned, everyone turned pale with fright, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

Someone yelled: "Poisoned!"

Someone was running wildly outside.

Someone was busy trying to induce vomiting.

Tables and chairs are overturned, and people are turned on their backs.

In desperation, Xie Zaiyue snatched the gong from the gong striker's hand, stood on the table, and slammed it a few times with his internal strength.

Clang, clang, three gongs, the sound was particularly harsh, but it also had an unexpected effect. The guests present were immediately frozen in place, and slowly quieted down, looking at the boy beating the gong foolishly.

Zaiyue took off his badge, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you Zaiyue, the promotion official of Dali Temple, now everyone listens to my command!"

The most anxious person in the crowd was Zhao Xinnan, the owner of the Fragrance Banquet. He pushed aside the crowd, walked up to Xie Zaiyue, and said anxiously: "So you are Mr. Xie. A villain has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai, so please don't blame me. After a pause, he reassured in a hurry: "The villain is absolutely innocent!"

Xie Zaiyue's face sank like water, "I'll find out if I'm not clear. Now quickly find someone to invite the doctor and the people from Dali Temple. In addition, guard all the entrances and exits of the house, and no one is allowed to come in and out at will!"

The young boy had a calm demeanor, and the overly frightened guests gradually calmed down, but in the next few hours, no one dared to drink water, nor dared to eat, for fear that he would be the next one to be tricked.

The doctor and the people from Dali Temple arrived soon.Yan Han, who was dressed in white, naturally attracted people's attention, and the murder scene also distracted everyone.

Xie Zaiyue saw Master Yan walking straight towards him, she couldn't help but smile.

Yan Han squinted at him against the light, "Zaiyue, come down."

Xie Zaiyue jumped off the table obediently after hearing the words, and recounted the incident with Yan Han and Liu Yu.

Yan Han looked at Qian Xiang who was dying on the ground, frowned and said: "Old Liu, arrange for a few brothers to go and collect the witnesses of all the people present. Old Hao, test all the food and utensils he has eaten for poison."

Hao Yidian opened the wooden box on his back, took out a set of silver needles, inspected the food and drinks on the table meticulously, found a clean cotton cloth, wiped each utensil back and forth, and used it again. The silver needle went to check on the cotton cloth.

After about half an hour, Hao Yidian changed from full of hope to despair, and said solemnly: "Lord Yan, these things are not poisonous!"

Yan Han nodded, then lowered his head in thought.

Song Liuguang over there couldn't believe it: "Not poisonous? How could it be! Could it be that this person surnamed Qian suddenly suffered from a serious illness? I said that the doctor over there, can this person be saved?"

The doctor shook his head and said: "It's poison, but I really can't tell what kind of poison is in it. This poison is extremely overbearing, this master is probably going to drive west."

When Lao Hao heard this, he hurriedly got up to see Prime Minister Qian, took his own pulse, and sighed: "The heart pulse is extremely weak, it is really hopeless."

The people around gasped, and they all glanced at Zhao Xinnan intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Xinnan fell to his knees with a plop when he heard the words, took a few steps on his knees, aimed at Yan Han's thigh, hugged it, and cried, "Master Mingjian, it really has nothing to do with villains!"

Zhao Xinnan burst into tears, Yan Han frowned, and his voice became cold and hard: "Zhao Xinnan, you get up first."

Zhao Xinnan didn't agree, and still cried: "I have no conflicts with Qian Xiang except for a little competition in business, but in the business field, among colleagues, who has no conflicts with whom, I will never fight for this. Go kill someone!"

Xie Zaiyue grabbed Zhao Xinnan by the collar, pulled him up from the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Stand up straight and talk!"

Zhao Xinnan's legs trembled, and he vigorously wiped away his tears.

Xie Zaiyue asked: "Have you and Qian Xiang had any conflicts in business?"

Zhao Xinnan wept and talked for more than half an hour, over and over again about trivial matters, such as hinting to customers that the quality of Qianji incense powder is poor today, and hiring someone to go to Qianji incense shop tomorrow to mess around.

Although the matter is small, it is enough to see that Zhao Xinnan's intentions are not righteous.

But as Zhao Xinnan himself said, even if he wanted to kill Qian Xiang, he would not do it in his own home, let alone choose to do it in full view.

There must be something hidden in this case.