The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Qingyun Temple is indeed a famous Taoist temple with a lot of worshippers coming in an endless stream. Qin Miaoxi can feel the sacred oppression when she stands in front of the gate of Qingyun Temple.

She looked deeply at the ancient plaque, stepped into the Taoist temple, and was greeted by a faint scent of sandalwood.

A young Taoist priest saw her come in, stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Miss, are you here to burn incense?"

Qin Miaoxi shook her head and said calmly, "I'm here to ask to see the abbot. I have something important to ask."

The Taoist priest didn't refuse, but handed her a handful of sticks and said, "Young lady, please cast a stick. Whether you can see the temple master depends on whether you have the fate to do so."

Qin Miaoxi said nothing, but just shook the sticks wildly, and soon a stick fell out.

The Taoist priest took a look and fell silent.

Qin Miaoxi asked suspiciously, "Master, this stick...?"

Without saying anything, the Taoist priest put the stick back in and said solemnly, "The wind just blew, so the fortune is not right. Please shake it again."

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

No, this thing can be repeated? No, what does it have to do with following the wind? Did the wind provoke you?

But her hands moved so quickly that another stick fell out soon.

This time, the Taoist priest's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Girl, it seems that you and our Taoist priest are destined to be together. Please come in!"

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

As expected, Taoists are more casual and more... careless than other schools!

Following the Taoist priest through several courtyards, half an incense stick later we arrived at a quiet Zen room.

The Taoist knocked on the door gently and whispered, "Master, there is a girl who wants to see you."

After a moment, a deep voice came from the Zen room: "Come in."

Qin Miaoxi pushed the door open and walked in, only to see a white-haired old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on a cushion, his eyes slightly closed, his expression indifferent. His face was thin, and between his brows there was an air of immortality.

"Young lady, what can I ask you?" The old Taoist priest spoke slowly, his voice hoarse but with an inexplicable majesty.

Qin Miaoxi bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Master, I'm here to inquire about something. I wonder if you've ever given a prescription to a student named Ge Shu?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes, his gaze swept across Qin Miaoxi's face like lightning, and then nodded: "It is true. I wonder why the young lady is asking this?"

"I am the coroner from the Dali Temple. Ge Shu is suspected of two murders, so I came to consult you, Master."

The old Taoist priest's expression instantly became solemn. "When Ge Shu came to ask for medicine that day, I was reluctant to give it to him. But he knelt outside the temple for three days and three nights. I was touched by his sincerity and gave him the prescription."

Qin Miaoxi's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "Does the prescription contain strychnine?"

"There is indeed strychnine, but the dosage is extremely small." The old Taoist paused and asked doubtfully, "I wonder what this has to do with strychnine?"

"Ge Shu took a large amount of strychnine and was stimulated. He has become stupid now."

"Impossible. The amount of strychnine in the prescription is only a tiny amount. It will never cause unconsciousness. I have been practicing medicine for many years. How could I not know the properties of the medicine?"

Qin Miaoxi frowned and whispered, "Master, are you sure there's nothing wrong with the prescription you gave him?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest said firmly, "There is absolutely no problem with the prescription I gave you. If Ge Shu really became insane because of the prescription, then it must have been tampered with."

Qin Miaoxi nodded, and she understood.

The Taoist priest had no grudges against Ge Shu, so there was no need to change the prescription without authorization, and it would be too easy to leave loopholes.

Then, the only possibility is that someone secretly tampered with the prescription after Ge Shu got it, deliberately making him take an overdose of strychnine.

She pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Master, this prescription is your own secret recipe, unknown to outsiders. Yet, the murderer was able to precisely tamper with it, clearly knowing its contents thoroughly. Have you ever given this prescription to anyone else?"

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist frowned slightly, as if he was recalling something.

After a moment, he slowly said, "The old Taoist did give this prescription to someone, but that was many years ago."

Qin Miaoxi's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "Who is that person?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "I don't know her real name either. I only know her pseudonym is 'Cui Zhu'."

"Cuizhu?!"

Qin Miaoxi was shocked when she heard this, and her face instantly became solemn.

Green bamboo again!

The green bamboo painting in Yan Xiao's room, the green bamboo costume of the female ghost on the night Nie Kangshun drowned, the green bamboo with the same prescription as Ge Shu...all of these are inextricably linked to "green bamboo". Perhaps finding the green bamboo will reveal the truth of all this.

Qin Miaoxi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and continued to ask, "Master, do you still remember what 'Cuizhu' looked like? Or did she leave any clues?"

The old Taoist shook his head, a hint of regret in his tone: "That was many years ago. I only remember that she was a young woman with a pretty face and decent manners. However, there was a gloomy look in her eyes, full of hatred."

"Hate? Why does she hate?"

The old Taoist sighed softly, "Everyone has seven emotions and six desires. Where there is emotion, there must be hatred. It's just that when there is too much hatred, it will show up."

Qin Miaoxi pondered for a moment and asked, "So she came to the Taoist temple to seek liberation?"

"You could say that," the old Taoist thought silently to himself: "That person, enlightened by me, has finally come to terms with things. Only by resolving the issue of whoever caused her hatred will the hatred in her heart naturally dissipate."

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

The Taoist mantra is well-deserved!

After thanking the old Taoist priest, she hurriedly left Qingyun Temple.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind her.

She looked back and saw Liang Hongkai rushing over with several yamen runners.

"Xiao Qin!" Liang Hongkai shouted breathlessly, "Have you found any clues?"

Qin Miaoxi was delighted and quickly stepped forward: "Master Liang, have you found out?"

Liang Hongkai lowered his voice, his expression solemn: "Not yet. Qingyuan Academy is quite far from Jingzhao, and it will take some time for me to return. I don't see any clues over there, so I came to ask what you found."

Qin Miaoxi repeated the old Taoist priest's words with regret. Liang Hongkai's forehead twitched when he heard it. Who on earth was this Cuizhu?

"Xiao Qin! It seems that the woman associated with Cuizhu might not be from Jingzhao. Do we still need to investigate that carriage?"

"Investigate, of course we must investigate, and we can't let go of any clues."

Suddenly a deep voice sounded from behind, "What can't be let go?"

The two turned around and saw Lu Qingchen standing behind them. Liang Hongkai exclaimed, "Young Marquis, weren't you out on a mission? When did you come back?"

"I just came back this morning and entered the palace to see the emperor. I heard from the government that you were here, so I came to see you."

Lu Qingchen had done something big. Did his return mean he'd brought back the seeds as well? That would benefit the country and the people, so we should celebrate!

"Congratulations, young marquis!"

Lu Qingchen waved his hand, "You haven't said what you are talking about yet?"

Liang Hongkai briefly recounted the incident, "It would be great if news from Qingyuan Academy could be relayed back sooner."

"That's not that difficult. My brother went there to study. I'll take you to him and ask him, and you'll know."

Lu Qingchen looked at him speechlessly. Seeing his bitter and resentful look, she thought it was no big deal!

Qin Miaoxi couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, "Has your brother studied at Qingyuan Academy?"

"of course."

Lu Qingchen's smile was forced. "My grandson is very naughty. I heard that Qingyuan Academy is very strict, so my family sent him away to study. He almost turned into a nerd after returning. Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise his spirituality would have been wiped out."

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

She seemed to have seen the scene of Lu Qingchen being beaten half to death by the brother's family.