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"It seems that this is the field where those poisonous weeds are grown." Qin Zhaoyue looked around.

There was a large area of ​​scorched land, radiating out from the steward's yard where the fire started in the center. Some people were digging around the scorched land, trying to find some grass fragments.

The walls of the central courtyard were all blackened by smoke, and the wooden beams and roofs were burned and collapsed into ruins. The two houses at the edge had the heaviest odor. No one wanted to get too close.

"Those two rooms were warehouses for storing finished products. We found some sack fragments. But the fire was too fierce and anything that was touched would break into pieces," Jingcun introduced.

"Such a big fire." Qin Zhaoyue frowned.

"They poured oil, and the weather in this area is dry at the moment," Jingcun said, "and no one dared to put out the fire, so..."

Qin Zhaoyue nodded.

The team digging the field over there suddenly screamed.

Qin Zhaoyue looked over and saw the leading yamen runner running over in a panic, shouting, "Your Highness, there's a body in the soil!"

Qin Zhaoyue rushed over. The yamen runners were busy taking the skeleton out of the pit. The bones were basically separated, and some hair was still attached to the skull.

Before the bones were cleared out, there was another shouting over there. The people digging in the farmland over there also dug out a body. This one was slightly more complete, with some flesh still attached to the bones.

Qin Zhaoyue looked very unhappy.

"Are they using human corpses to grow these poisonous weeds?" Jingcun's face was solemn and he called for people to speed up the process.

"Collect all the roots attached to the corpses." Qin Zhaoyue said.

The bones were entangled with plant roots, and because they were buried underground, they were not burned.

But these things definitely cannot be grown alive, and only the rhizomes are difficult to identify the species, so they cannot be presented as evidence.

"Dig up all the fields!" Jingcun shouted, "Pay attention to whether there are identification documents on the bodies you dig up. Place each body properly and don't mix them together!"

The bailiffs dug as they sweated profusely, and some even cursed under their breath.

too frightening.

The surviving steward prisoner was brought up at this time.

"What's your name?" Qin Zhaoyue found a cleaner place and asked.

The steward was unconscious and when he was put down, he collapsed to the ground and couldn't even sit up straight. The bailiffs who were escorting him had to hold him up.

Jingcun had experience. He took out a water bag and poured it over the manager's head. The manager became slightly sober and looked at Qin Zhaoyue and the group of people with hazy eyes.

"Who are you?" Jingcun asked again.

"I am... I am... the manager..." the manager answered mumblingly.

"Are you the manager of this pepper garden?" Jingcun asked.

“Yes…” The steward looked at a certain point in the void and seemed to have some kind of hallucination: “Grandpa Immortal…Grandpa Immortal!”

"He was poisoned." Qin Zhaoyue said.

"It seems so. Judging from his pale face and thin body, he must have been exposed to that stuff for a long time." Jingcun said.

"How could their own steward not know how powerful this poison is?" Qin Zhaoyue frowned.

“……” Jingcun was silent. He had a guess.

Before he could ask any more questions, the steward suddenly fell to the ground, screaming miserably, his face soon covered with tears and snot: "Grandpa God! Grandpa God - please give me the magic medicine, magic medicine! Magic medicine!"

His nails almost dug into his neck, his whole face turned red, and he scratched bloody marks on his face and neck.

The guards quickly grabbed him to avoid hurting the prince. The steward used to use poison all year round, so he had very little strength and was easily subdued, but his screams became even more miserable.

Qin Zhaoyue frowned. This scream was even more unpleasant than the screams of someone being tortured, and it made him feel uncomfortable in his chest.

Jingcun squatted down and said: "If you tell the truth, I will give you the magic medicine."

"Ah!!! Okay, okay - I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!!! Please!!!" The manager was almost hoarse from shouting.

Jingcun raised his eyebrows. The effect was much better than he expected.

"Who owns the pepper garden?" he asked.

"It's Sarhan's! It's Sarhan!!!" the manager cried.

"What is the name of the poison you grow in the pepper garden?" Jingcun asked.

The steward cried and said two names, and Jingcun even asked the specific characters clearly.

Qin Zhaoyue thought that this poison was different from the raw material of the Happy Powder used in previous dynasties.

“Who told you to grow these things?”

"Sarhan! Sarhan!"

"What is your purpose in growing these? How long have you been growing them? Where are the finished products delivered?"

"I don't know... I don't know! It's been five years! I only take care of those farmers here, and don't care about anything else - ah -" The manager struggled painfully again.

"How do you transport the goods?" Jingcun's expression did not change at all.

"Use a vehicle, transport once every three months, and there are other spices too... wuuuuu..." The manager cried bitterly. He fell to the ground while struggling, and his face was covered with mud.

"Whose body is that in the field?" Qin Zhaoyue asked.

"It's the farmers! They change a new batch every once in a while, according to Sarhan's order. They are afraid that they will leak it! Please, give me the magic medicine!!" The manager's teeth were chattering.

Qin Zhaoyue was silent.

"Where do these people come from?" Jingcun suppressed his anger.

"In the nearby village..." The manager looked so miserable that he almost fainted.

Qin Zhaoyue and Jing Cun looked at each other.

"What was in the house you burned?"

"The account books, and the tobacco and peppercorns that were ready to be sent out..." The manager was dying.

There was a gleam in Qin Zhaoyue's eyes.

"Did someone invade the pepper garden last night?"

"Yes, yes, several people..."

"What did they take?"

"I don't know! I was sleeping - woo woo - I really don't know!" the steward cried.

Qin Zhaoyue nodded.

Jingcun took a step forward and slashed at the manager's neck with his knife, and the manager immediately fainted.

The guards dragged him away.

"So this is what Gu Dashi was planning." Qin Zhaoyue smiled.

"What?" Jingcun was confused.

"They got the account book." Qin Zhaoyue said, "Maybe there is a place where these poisonous plants are sold on it."

"But Wen Qing sent people to search their luggage and carriage, and also searched the people themselves, but no account books were found." Jingcun said.

"With the look on his face, how could he not have thought of hiding something in advance? I'm afraid the account book is still with him, and Wen Qing and the others haven't found it." Qin Zhaoyue said.

"Then let's contact each other now?" Jingcun asked.

"No. Wen Qing's people must still be lurking nearby. If we act rashly, we will only alert them. We won't be able to get the account book, and I'm afraid Gu Dashi's life will be in danger." Qin Zhaoyue said.

He never thought that there would come a day when an ant-like person like Gu Dashi would be included in his protection plan.

Gu Dashi...he has changed, become cunning, and is no longer the original Gu Dashi.

Qin Zhaoyue felt very interested.

……

Gu Yue sneezed loudly.