The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Qin Miaoxi and the other person came to the tavern where Pan Xun had been drinking last night, but unfortunately the tavern was closed. The two of them knocked on the door for a long time before they woke up the owner.

"Who is it? There's no wine so early in the morning."

As soon as the door opened, Lu Qingchen pushed it open and walked in, only to find that the tavern had already been cleaned.

"Where are the wine utensils Panson used to drink last night?"

The shopkeeper then saw that the visitor was actually the Marquis of Xuanping and quickly bowed and said, "Young Marquis, something happened to Lord Pan in my shop yesterday. Those things have been dealt with."

Lu Qingchen said angrily: "Someone died here, why are you still touching things they used?"

The shopkeeper explained with a look of grievance, "Young Marquis, I didn't know there was anything wrong with the wine! How about I show you the leftover wine they drank yesterday?"

"Bring it here quickly."

"Hey!"

The shopkeeper immediately brought a wine jar with only the bottom left in it.

Lu Qingchen exclaimed, "How many people drank yesterday?"

"three people."

"Three people are so drunk like that?"

The shopkeeper said with a sad face, "Yes! I didn't expect that Master Pan could not drink so much. If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to give them wine!"

Qin Miaoxi shook her head at Lu Qingchen, indicating that the poison was not in the wine jar.

"Who were the two people drinking with him?"

"I don't recognize them either!" the shopkeeper said, recalling the past. "Those two had big eyes and high noses, and were quite handsome."

Qin Miaoxi seemed to be lost in thought. Lu Qingchen waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, there are a lot of people like this. Go down first! Let's go somewhere else."

The shopkeeper naturally did not dare to stop them and led them to the room where Pan Xun had drunk yesterday.

The two searched the room thoroughly but found no trace of Pinellia.

Qin Miaoxi pondered and said, "Pan Xun's wine must have been on the wine vessel. Someone poisoned him separately."

"Looks like we still need to find some wine utensils."

"Let's go to the kitchen and take a look."

Because it was daytime, there were not many customers in the tavern. There were only two strong men in the kitchen helping to carry vegetables. In the distance was a wooden barrel filled with unwashed wine glasses and porcelain plates.

Qin Miaoxi went to the wooden basin, sniffed it, and shook her head, saying, "There's no smell of Pinellia in this either."

Lu Qingchen quickly grabbed a passerby and asked, "Where are the drinking utensils from last night?"

The man was suddenly interrupted and grabbed Lu Qingchen rudely, cursing, "You are blind! Why should I tell you?"

Seeing that Lu Qingchen was about to be grabbed by him, Qin Miaoxi stepped forward and slapped his hand away, saying coldly: "If you have something to say, talk it over nicely. Don't use your hands."

Lu Qingchen's eyes suddenly lit up with dazzling light, and he looked at Qin Miaoxi's back with an intoxicated look on his face.

[Woman, you wanted to arouse my curiosity in this way? You did it.]

Qin Miaoxi: "..."

Silence is her mother tongue.

The man was knocked back by Qin Miaoxi's strength, staggered to his feet, and rushed towards them without hesitation, cursing: "You dog..."

Qin Miaoxi lowered her head and looked at her hands silently. Without thinking, she took a step back and secretly swore in her heart: If you dare to move again, I will chop you off.

Unexpectedly, just as the man rushed in, he suddenly fell to his knees and kowtowed to Lu Qingchen, begging for mercy: "Young Marquis, I didn't see it was you. Please spare my life, young Marquis!"

Lu Qingchen walked up to the man with a show of strength and said, "You said I'm blind?"

"I dare not, I'm just a dirty talker." The man slapped himself in the face, and his face turned red in a few seconds.

"Alright, this is annoying. Where are the drinking utensils Pan Xun used last night?"

The man looked towards the corner guiltily and whispered, "The shopkeeper thought that thing was unlucky, and I thought it would be a pity to throw it away, so I quietly put it away."

Qin Miaoxi followed his gaze and found a bundle in the corner, and sure enough, there was a set of wine utensils inside.

She smelled them one by one, and found that the wine jug and one of the wine glasses still had the scent of pinellia.

“It’s a mandarin duck pot.”

Lu Qingchen leaned forward and sniffed, "Both the pot and the cup are poisonous."

The man suddenly exclaimed, "Poison? No wonder my dog ​​died after licking the cup."

"Let me see your dog."

After looking at the dog's corpse, Qin Miaoxi nodded to Lu Qingchen and said with certainty, "It was poisoned by Pinellia ternata."

Lu Qingchen touched his chin and thought, "It seems that the most suspicious people are the two people who drank with Pan Xun. I will send someone to find them right away."

“The beneficiaries of knowing the truth.”

Qin Miaoxi murmured, "We must have missed something. Let's go to the Tian family again."

Under Mrs. Tian's unreasonable insistence, they took back Tian Guangyuan's body and prepared to hold the funeral.

Qin Miaoxi and the other person were just about to hold a funeral, but something unexpected happened at the door.

"and many more!"

Qin Miaoxi hurriedly pulled Lu Qingchen to hide in the corner and peek.

Old Madam Tian took her cane and hit the middle-aged man who had been kneeling outside the Tian residence that night, cursing, "Old Third Tian, ​​you are so heartless! Didn't you say you would give Guangyuan the best sandalwood? Why not?"

"Madam, sandalwood is scarce. My son simply cannot buy enough sandalwood to make a coffin in such a short time."

Tian Lao San explained sincerely, but the old lady refused to listen. "I think you just can't bear to part with that little bit of silver. You want to see your nephew suffer in the afterlife. Do you think you are so great just because you have a few bucks? Without Guangyuan helping you in the court, you are nothing."

As he said this, he swung the stick at him twice.

Lu Yingxue naturally hoped that her husband could be buried in a good coffin. Although this coffin was made of common cypress wood, the carvings and workmanship on it were extremely delicate, which showed that a lot of effort had been put into it.

Moreover, the burial objects given by Tian Lao San were the first among the fifth-rank officials. This special honor made her feel very proud and she actually spoke up for him, saying, "Old Madam, Guangyuan's burial time is approaching. We must not miss the time, otherwise it will be bad."

Madam Tian stared at Tian Lao San with gloomy eyes and ordered sternly: "Guangyuan's burial will be accompanied by a box of fine Dongzhu. Go and do it immediately."

Tian Lao San hesitated to speak, but finally nodded and agreed: "Yes, old lady."

At that moment, he seemed to have lost all his strength and means.

After the coffin bearers left, only Tian Lao San was left at the Tian family's door. Qin Miaoxi and Lu Qingchen then walked forward.

Tian Lao San looked at Lu Qingchen in surprise, "Young Marquis, why are you here? The old lady and the others are going to..."

"Uncle San is not busy. We are not looking for the old lady. We just come to take a look."

Tian Lao San bowed deeply and said with emotion: "I am not worthy of being called Third Uncle by you, Young Marquis. Please just call me Tian Lao San!"

"Uncle San, you are wrong. Our two families are relatives. I am the younger generation, so it is proper for me to call you Uncle San."

Lu Qingchen returned the salute with rare humility, his eyes filled with admiration for Tian Lao San.

Qin Miaoxi looked at him in confusion, not quite understanding why he was so respectful to such an ordinary person.

"Then, young marquis, please do as you please!"

Tian Laosan said nothing more, just bowed silently and turned to leave.

Lu Qingchen looked at his back and asked, "Uncle San, do you feel it's unfair?"

Tian Laosan stagnated, "When you're young, chasing after anything is not surprising. When you're older, letting go of anything is not regrettable."

His murmurs were very soft, as if he was saying nothing, yet he was saying everything.

On the way, Qin Miaoxi learned that the third son of the Tian family was named Tianmao. He was extremely intelligent since childhood and could recite the Three Character Classic by heart at the age of three. Unfortunately, he was born a concubine's son, and the old lady Tian suppressed him in various ways, eventually forcing him to go into business.

Unexpectedly, he was also a skilled businessman. In just ten days, he had established a trading company and earned a considerable return for the Tian family. But even so, Old Lady Tian did not really take him seriously. Instead, she suppressed and despised him in various ways. His status in the Tian Mansion was even lower than that of a servant, which was a pity.

"So you look down on the Tian family, but acknowledge that he is your third uncle."

Lu Qingchen smiled and said, "Admiration for strength is human nature."