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The coroner Bai Rongshan nodded, Liu Qingyin and Ye Hansheng looked at each other, and Ye Hansheng said, "Zhuiying, arrange a room for the dean so that he can have a good rest."

"Thank you very much, sir. Thank you very much, sir!" Zhang Wenshi had sweat on his forehead and followed Zhuiying out of the front hall.

"Uncle Bai, please tell me in detail what happened just now." Liu Qingyin said.

"Yes, just as you have judged, Dean Zhang has been poisoned. There are three kinds of toxins in his body."

Liu Qingyin looked at Ye Hansheng in surprise, "How do you know he was poisoned?"

Ye Hansheng smiled and said, "This is an ancient secret technique. You mortals should not try to spy on it."

Liu Qingyin's face was filled with black lines. This guy learns too fast.

"Uncle Bai, do you know what kind of poison that scholar was infected with?"

"Just now, I followed your instructions and took his pulse while helping him up. I used a silver needle to draw his blood. I am not talented enough to know that in addition to the poison of the smoke paste, there is another poison, the one of the heartbreak grass. There is another one that I really cannot test. I hope you will forgive me."

"It's the tobacco paste again! There is no time to lose, let's go and test the third one now!" Liu Qingyin said.

"Okay, I'll wait here for Ayin's result." Ye Hansheng picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

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"No, I don't know how to check it. It must be you who should check it. You are so proficient in it."

"How can Ayin be sure that I can verify it?"

"Why be so arrogant at this time!" Liu Qingyin muttered to herself, but her face was full of smiles.

"Oh, this is an important clue after all. You are the chief of the Shadow Pavilion."

"I am of no rank or status, just a commoner."

"The more capable you are, the more work you will do. You are a very talented person, and you have excellent medical skills. Testing for poisons will definitely not be a problem for you."

Ye Hansheng took a sip of tea, curled the corners of his lips, and said softly: "Can the medical examiner go and check whether it is the Seven Star Flower or the Black Blood Lotus?"

"Yes!" The coroner left the front hall.

"Seven-Star Flower? Black Blood Lotus? This... I have never heard of it." Liu Qingyin was puzzled.

Ye Hansheng explained: "The Seven Star Flower comes from the Western Regions. The flower is light blue, the stamen is yellow, and each flower has seven petals. From the rhizome to the flower, it is poisonous. It is colorless and odorless. If you use the rhizome and petals to make poison, a sufficient amount of poison can be fatal immediately. However, if a certain amount is released each time, people will not notice it. After reaching a certain level, their intestines will suddenly rupture, and their whole body will bleed. The death is tragic and extremely painful."

Liu Qingyin listened in amazement.

"The Black Blood Lotus also comes from the Western Regions. It grows deep in the poisonous swamps. It looks like a lotus, with blood-red flowers and dark green leaves. It looks like a monster with a mouth that spews blood. Its entire body is poisonous. A sufficient amount is fatal. If taken slowly, a person who is poisoned will suddenly become blind, deaf, and mentally deaf, and fall into panic. Then their entire body will fester, covered with pus and itchy. In the end, they will die tragically."

"This Western Region..." Liu Qingyin didn't know what expression to make, "This Western Region is really magical!"

"Shengsheng is really... knowledgeable. He can understand it in such detail."

"Ayin, you are too kind. However, I have conducted detailed experiments on these two poisons among the prisoners in Shadow Prison."

Liu Qingyin felt like she was about to burst. Curiosity killed the cat. Why did she ask so many questions?

"I see..." Liu Qingyin said in a long tone, "Well...it's getting late. I've worked overtime for so long, so I should get off work. Let's discuss how to copy Ye Mei Fang when we go to work tomorrow. Bye, Mr. Ye!"

"Ayin hasn't..." Ye Hansheng hadn't finished speaking when he heard Liu Qingyin shouting while running, "Shengsheng, you don't have to see me off, and you don't have to worry about the food."

Until Liu Qingyin's back disappeared, Ye Hansheng's expression gradually turned cold. He closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Chasing Shadow, follow her."

"Yes, sir!" Zhuiying flashed away.

"Sir, the briefing on finding Miss Liu has been submitted to His Majesty." Bufeng said respectfully.

Ye Hansheng nodded slightly and turned back to Moying Garden.

It was a dark and windy night. There was not a single star in the sky. A cold wind blew and the silence was bleak.

In the dark room of Yemeifang.

"Pa! Pa! Pa!" A series of crisp slapping sounds were heard, and a man collapsed on the ground. His clothes were thin and transparent, and his snow-white chest was revealed under his open gown, forming a sharp contrast with the bright red whip marks.

His hair was disheveled, his cheeks were red and swollen, the corners of his mouth were cracked and blood was hanging on the corners of his mouth, and his breathing was a little rapid.

"Pan Zian, you tortured the donor and dumped the body on the street, which attracted the attention of the government. Do you know you are wrong?" A sharp and piercing voice came out. The voice was disguised so that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. The black cloak and the wide hat blocked any possibility of seeing his face.

Pan Zian was weak and gritted his teeth, "I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again!"

"Is it him?! I should have killed him long ago!"

"No, no, Master, I won't dare to do it again. I will definitely persuade him. Master, please spare my life. I will bear all the beatings and punishments. For my loyalty for so many years, I beg you to forgive him." Pan Zian hugged the black-robed man's legs with true emotion and tears in his eyes.

After saying this, he kowtowed fiercely on the ground, and soon his head was broken and bleeding. "Master, please forgive him! Master, please forgive him!"

"Alright!" The black-robed man waved his sleeves and sat on the main seat. "This will not happen again. If you dare to use poison and kill the donor again, I will let you replace the donor!"

"Thank you, Master. Thank you, Master!" Pan Zian was so grateful that he kowtowed repeatedly to express his gratitude.

A cool breeze blew, and the leaves fell one after another, and the leaves on the ground rustled in the wind.

In order to reward Liu Qingyin for her hard work over the past two days, Aunt Li and Xiaoyue prepared a sumptuous dinner, and the three of them talked and laughed.

Aunt Li's pastries and Xiaoyue's stall selling embroidery are doing good business, selling about 70 yuan a day. As the housekeeper, Aunt Li manages the financial expenses very well, and everything is on the right track.

Working overtime was too stressful, so Liu Qingyin took a nice hot bath and fell asleep quickly. When she woke up, it was bright outside and it seemed to be almost noon. There was a note on the dining table in the kitchen, which probably meant that since she was sleeping so soundly, he didn't feel comfortable waking her up, and the food was in the pot.

She didn't know if her salary would be deducted for being late for work, so she thought of a solution while eating. Finally, she decided to go to the place where Zhang Wenshi had been before he received the invitation. She would first go to Chaoyue Pavilion on Xihu Road to investigate, and then go to Ying Pavilion and say that she had gone to investigate in the morning. Perfect!

Yaoguang Street, where Chaoyue Pavilion is located, has many shops selling jade, writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones. It is a street frequented by literati and poets.

Liu Qingyin came to Yaoguang Street and first observed the approximate terrain of the street, thinking of finding a vendor to ask if there was anything special.

"Girl, your forehead is black, you might have a bloody disaster. I have an auspicious talisman for changing your luck. Would you like to take it with you for self-defense?" A fortune-telling Taoist priest, with an expression of "I am a charlatan" written all over his face, spoke to her with a rich expression.

Liu Qingyin's face was dark and she rolled her eyes. "I said, can you tell fortunes? Since ancient times, fortune tellers have always been at the top of the emotional intelligence pyramid. You come up and threaten me, and you still expect me to buy your things?!"

"Miss, you are wrong. I never tell lies!" The Taoist stroked his beard and said seriously.

"Oh? But 'never tell a lie' is a lie in itself. Is this lie true, Taoist priest?"

The Taoist priest coughed twice and ignored Liu Qingyin. "Is that girl here to see me?" He walked straight towards the girl in front of his fortune-telling stall.

"Looking at the girl's palm, it's clear that her mother died before her father."

"The Taoist priest's prediction is so accurate! My daughter's father died early."

"Your forehead is black, I'm afraid you'll have a bloody disaster. I have an auspicious charm for luck. Would you like to take one for self-defense? It's blessed by Master Yuantong of Fenglan Temple, and it only costs three taels of silver."

"Hey! I really can't stand it anymore. Why don't you go and grab it!" Liu Qingyin slapped the Taoist priest's fortune-telling table.

"What's the point of the girl being so unreasonable? I figured out that she was in trouble, so I'm just trying to help her!"

"First of all, you are wearing Taoist clothes, but you are selling Buddhist blessed talismans? Do your Taoist ancestors know about this?!"

"This...as long as the talisman is effective and can help people overcome disasters, it doesn't matter which family it comes from." said the Taoist priest.

"Girl, this Taoist priest's predictions are quite accurate." The fortune-teller whispered.

"The mother died before the father, right?"

"Yes, I saw it from my physiognomy!"

"Hehehe!"

"What does the girl mean by being so disdainful?"

"'The mother dies before the father'. The mother is still alive, but the father has passed away." Liu Qingyin explained.

"Yes, that's the situation in my little girl's family," the woman said.

"Don't be anxious, girl. Listen to me." Liu Qingyin continued, "It can also be explained as follows: if the mother passed away but the father is still alive, the mother passed away before the father; or if both parents passed away, the mother passed away before the father; if both parents are alive, the mother may pass away before the father; if both parents are alive, the father may pass away before the mother."

"You've already said it, Taoist priest, how could your prediction be wrong?" Liu Qingyin leaned over with her hands on the table, staring at the Taoist fortune teller.

The little girl was stunned. After thinking for a while, she seemed to come to her senses and stood up and said, "Humph! You liar!"

The little girl left angrily. The fortune-telling Taoist was stunned for a long time and said: "May I ask who your master is? I will go to pay homage to the master now!" After he said that, he was about to leave, but was grabbed back by Liu Qingyin.

"No hurry, no hurry. It looks like the Taoist priest has been living on the streets for many years. I want to ask you something!"

The Taoist priest silently told himself his fortune in his heart at this moment. It was a bad sign, for sure!