Yipin Chef

You are lying, you went to the Garden of Compassion this morning, and it was you that He Qingdong made an appointment to meet.You knocked him down with a stone and ran away in a panic, and you asked the little prince Pingnan to give you false testimony. "

The emperor slapped the table angrily and shouted, "Baoqi, you are so brave."

Baoqi was so frightened that her legs went limp and she knelt down on the ground.

Jia Le collapsed, couldn't hold on any longer, knelt down and cried: "I did it, I did it, I was so mad at the time, I was too impulsive. I beg the emperor to spare the irrelevant people."

Di Qiu stared at him: "Why did you kill him?"

"I didn't want to kill him at first, but he insulted my master. He was the proud disciple of Sun Liang, the former imperial chef, and also my senior brother, but he learned all the skills of the master, but he didn't learn the basic morals of cooking, and he He also framed the master for the sake of climbing high and forced the master to leave the palace. The master was very sad and kept drinking to escape, and he didn't want to accept any more apprentices." The more Jia Le talked, the more sad he became, "I was often squeezed out and framed by him when I entered the imperial dining room. That's all, but he has no guilt for what happened back then, and he insulted Master and despised Master's beliefs. I couldn't stand it, and was angry for a while..."

"So, in a fit of anger, you took the big rock at your feet and threw it at the back of his head, right?" Di Qiu continued, "But no matter how angry you are, you can't kill other people's lives."

Jia Le couldn't stop crying, but said: "I don't regret venting my anger on behalf of Master, it's just that the little prince is disturbed."

The emperor was startled and angrily speechless, and after a while he said: "You still don't know what you did wrong? I broke the rules and promoted you to be the head of the imperial dining room because you not only have good craftsmanship, but also have a good heart , can stick to their own morality and beliefs.

I originally thought that after you became the chief manager, you could eliminate the internal strife and criticism in the imperial dining room and correct the unhealthy trend.But I didn't expect that you would kill others because of your own selfish anger. You have disappointed me so much. "

Jia Le was ashamed and regretful, crying more and more sadly.

The emperor ordered people to take Jia Le down and put him in prison to await the verdict, and then asked Bao Qi to settle the score: "You bastard, you dare to give false testimony, why? Why don't you just tell the truth? If you dare to say half a lie, I will send your lover away." Go to the border, don't even think about being with him."

"No." Bao Qi was so frightened that she begged for mercy, and explained what happened. It turned out that when he was called into the palace to pass through the Jingyun Gate, he met Ye Chengfeng. Ye Chengfeng said that Jiale had killed someone, and asked him to help fool him.

"Then after you passed the message to Xiao Shun, while he was going to the pharmacy, you rushed to the hut in Xisan and lay on the bed and pretended to be He Qingdong, fooling Xiao Shun, making people think that He Qingdong was still alive at that time, in order to create an alibi for Jia Le , isn’t it?” the emperor continued to ask.

"Yes Yes……"

The emperor was so angry that he could hardly speak, and because of his status he couldn't swear at others, it took him a long time before he could say: "Okay...ok...a minister I rely on so much, I was blinded by lard to do this." Perjury. Where is that bastard Ye Chengfeng?"

"He suffered from an old illness, and the minister ordered someone to help him back to the mansion to rest."

"Bastard, it's such a coincidence to be ill, call him here immediately." The emperor threw down the tea bowl and shouted.

58 The truth is revealed

A horse galloped swiftly down the street and rushed to Ye Mansion in one go.

Baoqi got off the horse, didn't care to catch her breath, rushed to the back room, and shouted: "Xiao Shuang, it's not good, it's not good."

Ting Shuang came out with a frowning face: "Of course it's not good. Xiaoye is still unconscious until now. Doctor Le Zhi Lao Le has seen him and said that his illness has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. .”

On the bed, Ye Chengfeng lay drowsy on the bed, beside him, two mothers stood beside him wiping their tears, their eyes were red and swollen from crying.The room is filled with the fragrance of medicine.

"Ah..." Baoqi was stunned, and then murmured after a while, "You said, Xiaoye is no longer good? I saw him this morning..."

"I didn't say it, it was the doctor Le who said it. Last year, the doctor Le took Ye Chengfeng's pulse and said that he would not live for a year. Now..." Ting Shuang couldn't continue.

"Woo..." Bao Qi pulled her hair sadly, "Ye Chengfeng, Ning Chun and I are good friends who have known each other since we were young. We thought that when we got old, we would be able to play with our grandchildren. I never thought that we would be separated so early. ..."

"Xiaoye knew that his life would not last long, so he had already arranged the funeral." Ting Shuang took out several land deeds, "Xiaoye gave it to me, and he asked me to help transfer these farms to Jiale. He has already taught Jiale how to manage the farm, and after Jiale has worked in the imperial dining room for a few years, he will remind him to resign and return to his hometown, and not to stay in the palace for a long time."

Bao Qi became more and more distressed: "But Jia Le can't live anymore."

"What's going on? What's wrong with Jia Le?" Ting Shuang, Xiao Bai, and Jia Huan and Jia Li's expressions all changed drastically in fright.

Bao Qi briefly talked about what happened when Jia Le asked He Qingdong to meet this morning, and said that Di Qiu solved the case in less than two hours, and the emperor ordered Jia Le to be sent to prison.

"Will murder be punished with death?" Jia Huan and Jia Li asked with clenched teeth.

"Debts are paid back, and murders are paid for their lives. There are clear rules in the law, what should I do?" Baoqi was so anxious that she grabbed Ting Shuang and asked: "Your boy has a lot of tricks, think of a way to save him."

Ting Shuang rested her chin in thought, the silence in the room was suffocating, only the big chime clock in the corner made the same ticking sound.

After a long time, Ting Shuang said, "If you want to save Jiale, unless..."

"Unless what?" Several people cried out nervously.

"Unless, that man wasn't killed by Jiale."

Everyone was disappointed: "What's your idea? Jiale himself admitted that he killed someone."

Ting Shuang looked serious: "What you see with your own eyes may not be true, and what you hear with your own ears may not be true. You are Lele's family and friends. Do you think he is so cruel that he is holding a big stone? The one who hit people hard on the head?"

"Ah..." Everyone thought about it. With Jiale as a person, it was hard to imagine that he would viciously throw stones at people to death, but he did throw stones at He Qingdong, and even killed people.

Ting Shuang clenched her fists and said to Bao Qi: "Come on, let's check the scene and see if there are any clues that can exonerate Jia Le."

"Oh yes, Xiaoshuang, I'm counting on you." Baoqi followed behind him like a tail.

"Don't worry, I have the title of detective among my classmates. Any case is as easy as drinking water in my hands." Ting Shuangniu coaxed into the palace for investigation on a tall horse.

First of all, I checked the scene of the incident. Under the Linxi Pavilion, there were several beautiful Agrimony swaying in the wind. Bao Qi deliberately stepped on the grass. It was these grasses that became the evidence that Jiale had visited the Garden of Compassion this morning.

The body had been carried away, and Ting Shuang squatted on the ground to examine it carefully.

"What did you find?" Bao Qi looked left and right but found nothing.

"There's something wrong with the turf on the ground, as if it's been scratched by something. Could it be..." Ting Shuang's eyes lit up, "Let's go check the corpse. If I'm right, there should be traces on the corpse."

A servant who died in the palace cannot stay in the palace. The body has been moved to a place outside the palace.

Sun Liang cried and cursed at He Qingdong's body: "You and Jia Le are both extremely talented people I have ever met, and they are my most proud disciples. I don't care about you because you betrayed me, but unexpectedly, You die as soon as you die, and you also put Jia Le's life in it, you won't make others feel better..."

Ting Shuang patted him on the shoulder: "Master Sun, don't be sad, the living have to live well. We will find a way to save Jiale, don't worry."

Sun Liang left the morgue wiping away tears, and Ting Shuang carefully observed the wounds of the deceased, including the hair, neck, and fingers, without missing a single bit, with a relieved smile on his face.

Seeing his face becoming relaxed, Baoqi hurriedly asked, "Did you find anything?"

"As expected, I just said, such a kind person from Jiale would not be so cruel. But who is the real murderer?" Shuang began to touch her chin again, "Let's go and see the murder weapon."

The big stone used as the murder weapon has been properly preserved as evidence, and Wu Zuo presented the murder weapon.

Ting Shuang put the stone in his hand and looked carefully, and found something small and strange, and asked, "Is this room not cleaned? Why are there ants?"

Wu Zuo looked left and right: "There can't be ants in this room, maybe there were ants on the stone."

Ting Shuang's face became extremely heavy.

"Did you check again, did you find anything?" Di Qiu leaned against the door and looked at them with a smile, with a sneering smile on his lips.

Ting Shuang turned her head away, and the two looked at each other face to face.

"I've heard the name of Detective Di Qiu for a long time, and I saw you today..." Ting Shuang also had a meaningful smile on his face, "I'm very disappointed."

"What did you say?" Di Qiu was very angry at him for questioning his detective ability, "If you want to exonerate the murderer, you must have evidence."

Baoqi looked at Ting Shuang eagerly, tugged on his sleeve and whispered, "I want evidence."

"The evidence is in the hands of the deceased." Ting Shuang analyzed calmly, "The detective concluded from the rash on Jiale's wrist that he killed He Qingdong. Didn't you find that there was mud between the nails of the deceased?"

"What does this mean..." Di Qiu's face suddenly changed, and he understood something.

Ting Shuang began to analyze: "The turf at the scene of the crime was scratched by fingers, and He Qingdong's left fingernails also had turf dirt, which shows that he did not die after being hit. Throwing stones at people doesn't know how to exert great force, so He Qingdong fainted after being hit, and woke up after a while, covering his injured head with one hand, and propped himself on the ground with the other, struggling to get up, but at this time, someone Someone else gave him the fatal blow."

Bao Qi was surprised and happy