Others only consider Chu Xinian as a son of a noble family. Although he has astute talents, he may not be able to investigate and solve cases. No matter how you think, Chu Xinian would not learn such things as autopsy. Not to mention that Jin Ruhai opposed, even Yan Qinghe and other elders shook their heads again and again.

Xie Jingyuan didn't want Chu Xinian to be on the cusp of the storm, so he directly pulled him to leave but was stopped by the guards at the door, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Seeing this, the king of Guangping hurried forward to smooth things over: "General Xie, today it is the fault of this prince that caused this disaster, but now the reason for Mr. Jin's death is unknown, please stay a little longer."

Xie Jingyuan covered his lips with a handkerchief, he coughed hoarsely a few times, pulled the windcloak on his shoulders expressionlessly, and frowned his slender eyebrows: "I have been ill for a long time, and now it's time to drink medicine. Why won't the king let me go?"

His complexion was pale, and his lips were a little darker than ordinary people's, with a strange dark purple glow. He didn't need to pretend to be seven-point sick. Hearing the words, Xiaojun was in trouble for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

Hearing this, the Prince looked over and thought, no wonder Xie Jingyuan was like a firecracker today, so he didn't take any medicine, so it's rare to put forward a constructive opinion: "Anyway, we can't find out the mystery, there are so many people stuck and wanting to go home for a while now. Gu thinks it's better to record the names of everyone present and call someone to interrogate when necessary."

Jin Ruhai disagreed, as soon as they left, it would be like letting a tiger go back to the mountain. The children of the aristocratic family may not leave the capital, but there are still many civilians in white clothes here. If they leave the capital, finding them again is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

However, the guests didn't want to stay here all the time. Every time one said something offensive to another person, the quarrel grew louder, and the argument was so exhilarating that the Golden Scale Pavilion was about to be turned into a public market.

Chu Xinian was quiet from the beginning to the end. He stretched out his hand to pull the cloak for Xie Jingyuan, and asked in a low voice: "The general is tired, do you want to go back to the mansion to rest?"

No...

Xie Jingyuan actually enjoyed watching the excitement, But if he stays any longer, it's hard to assure that Chu Xinian will not be involved. He pursed his lips and said with a sneer: "You just go out with me. I don't believe anyone would dare to stop you."

"Once the case is investigated, we can go back."

"Investigate?" Xie Jingyuan raised his eyelids, "Who will investigate?"

Chu Xinian wants to do an autopsy?

As soon as this idea came up, Xie Jingyuan saw Chu Xinian suddenly walk towards the middle of the crowd, and bowed to the four directions: "I'm not talented, but I have little knowledge, and today the house is full of guests, and they all have ability concealed, so I dare not show off to others."

Everyone didn't understand what he wanted to say, but they all listened attentively.

Chu Xinian glanced at Jin Ruhai, paused for a moment, and then continued: "Mr. Jin lost his innocent life, and his parents will be deeply grieved. It is human nature to want to clear up the grievances of his beloved son with his own hands. Why should we stop him? The Holy Majesty will also be sympathetic. Now that the government has not arrived, Lord Jin just asks what he wants to ask, and I will explain everything one by one. Second, it is useless for Mr. Jin to cry and beg His Highness the Crown Prince, why not check it out with your own hands, and see how I could help you?"

Chu Xinian said and made a gesture of invitation, facing the half-cold corpse of Mr. Jin.

Jin Ruhai's cheek muscles twitch constantly, thinking about Mei Fengchen's character being rigid and difficult. When the people from the Ministry of Punishment came, he might find it hard to get in touch with him, so he might as well take this opportunity to check and see who was most suspected.

"Okay--"

Jin Ruhai waved his sleeves suddenly, shouted to stop everyone's whispering, and said to Chu Xinian: "I will check it with my own hands today according to your words. If you let this old man know who the murderer is, I will not be forgiving!"

When he said the last sentence, his old eyes were full of cruelty, which made everyone tremble in fright, and they dared not speak again.

Young Master Jin's body lay quietly on the table. Because the injury was in the brain, not the main artery, the blood froze after only a small puddle.

Master Jin was very sad to see, his hands trembled, he didn't dare to touch them, and finally turned his head to look at everyone: "How did my son die?! Who found the body?!"

At that time, prince of Guangping was tearing up the painting. Surrounded in a group to block, there is really no time to get distracted and take care of others. The painting was stolen under their nose and they didn't manage to find it let alone a dead man.

The inner hall was quiet and no one answered.

At this moment, Chu Xinian suddenly walked up to Mr. Jin's body in full view, and carefully laid him flat on the ground. Then he rolled up his cuffs, unbuttoned his shirt, and spoke in a calm voice.

"Jin Gongzi's body is still warm, and the death time did not exceed half an hour."

Chu Xinian looked at the limbs and back of the corpse roughly from top to bottom: "There is no obvious trauma on the body surface, and the fatal injury is in the brain, left and right. There are two blood holes in each temple, which seem to be pierced by sharp objects."

He said, and then opened the eyelids and lips of the corpse: "The eyeballs are protruding, the tip of the tongue is damaged and purplish with eruptions of saliva, the cornea is bleeding, and the hands are convulsed. Signs of being poisoned, with traces of struggle."

After finishing speaking, Chu Xinian looked around and saw a cup of remnant tea on the table in front of Mr. Jin. He got up from the ground, ignoring Xie Jingyuan's dangerous gaze, and pulled a silver hairpin from the head of one of the noble girls in a goose-yellow dress, "Borrow the girl's hairpin for use."

The noble girl exclaimed a little, but she didn't stop her, she looked at him curiously, wondering what Chu Xinian was going to do.

Everyone saw that Chu Xinian was stirring the silver hairpin in the cup for a while, and when he took it out again, the silver hairpin stick was already pitch-black, they couldn't help but widen their eyes and panic.

"The tea is poisonous! What to do, I have also drank this tea before!"

"I... I have also drank this tea, how can this be good?!"

"Go to the doctor!"

Chu Xinian smiled and lowered his head. Wipe the palms of his hands with a handkerchief, and calm down the hysteria by saying: "Everyone, don't panic, this poison is violent, and it will kill you instantly after taking it. Only Mr. Jin's cup is poisoned."--

..."This is a premeditated and targeted murder case."

Hearing the words, Jin Ruhai's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he had already started to think quickly whether he had offended any enemies, but before he could speak out, he heard Chu Xinian ask, "May I ask which girl was the one who found Mr. Jin's body just now?"

A woman in a snow-colored dress hesitated for a moment when she heard the words, walked out of the crowd, and saluted Chu Xinian and Jin Ruhai: "The name is Jiang Suqi, I was the first to discover Mr. Jin's body."

She is the eldest lady of the Jiang family in Pingzhou.

Chu Xinian: "Young Miss, what was the scene like?"

Jiang Suqi slowly recalled: "...I was originally seated next to Mr. Jin. When I returned to my seat, I saw him lying motionless on the low table, his head covered in blood..."

She seemed to recall that horrible scene again, she frowned and covered her face with her sleeve, unable to bear to see it.

Chu Xinian nodded slightly: "Thank you, Miss, for explaining the confusion."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Jin Ruhai, and asked slowly, "Is there anything else you want to know, Master Jin?"

Jin Ruhai was dumbfounded for a moment. He is in charge of the Ministry of Finance, and what he usually takes over is only the business dealings in the trade field, where he will investigate any cases. He was waiting for Chu Xinian to continue talking, who would have thought that the other party would kick the question back?

There are not many idiots who can play in the officialdom, not to mention the top fat job in the world is the Minister of the Ministry of Finance. Jin Ruhai was able to secure this position, he was naturally not someone to wait for nothing, and his mind had been dazzled by anger just now calmed down instantly.

He looked at Chu Xinian with an uncertain expression and probably guessed in his heart how many secrets the young man in front of him had, his tone eased a little, and he said word by word: "I just want to know who the murderer is."

The old fox said in one sentence Blocking Chu Xinian's argument.

Chu Xinian was silent, and said after a while: "It's not impossible to find the murderer, but the most urgent thing now is to find the murder weapon that killed Mr. Jin." Although everyone didn't understand what was said, they subconsciously lowered their heads and searched together.

At this time, someone suddenly screamed, pointed at the corner beside the beam, and said: "Look! There is an iron nail over there, could it be the murder weapon for killing Mr. Jin?!"

It is not appropriate to say that it is an iron nail. It looks like a long and thin triangular pyramid, but the tip is worn long and thin, like an arrow, with blood stains on one end. The length of half a palm.

Chu Xinian walked over, picked it up with a handkerchief, and put it on the table for everyone to observe.

Chu Jiaoping happened to be standing next to the beam. He saw some shallow and dark traces on the vermilion pillars and saw that the windows were wide open, and he looked outside, and there happened to be a forest of rocks on the other side of the lake.

Chu Jiaoping frowned slightly: "Could it be that someone was hiding on the other side of the lake, using the window to observe the people in the Dragon Scale Pavilion? And Mr. Jin happened to be near the window, and the murderer shot a hidden weapon at him from a distance, pierced through the brain, hit the beam, and landed on the ground?"

This explanation is quite reasonable, Jin Ruhai was about to order someone to check across the lake, but was stopped by Chu Xinian: "Master Jin, please be analytical and don't be misled by false appearances."

The meaning of his words is the same as that of Chu Xinian and Chu Jiaoping opposing each other, which inevitably makes people suspect that their brothers are at odds. For a moment, all kinds of eyes fell on Chu Xinian, wanting to hear what he could come up with.

Chu Jiaoping was not dissatisfied, and looked at his younger brother who had changed his temperament: "What is the misapprehension, you might as well speak up."

Chu Xinian glanced out the window, then sat cross-legged on the position where Young Master Jin was just now, and said to everyone: "I'm about the same stature as Mr. Jin, so I'm sitting here right now. Please ask Mr. Jin sent a servant to check out the window to see if he could see me."

Master Jin immediately sent a servant out. The servant stood by the window and couldn't see Chu Xinian's head at all, unless he stood on tiptoe to look in, then ran in and replied: "Master, I can't see Young Master Chu."

It was only then that Chu Xinian cleared up the confusion for everyone: "Although Mr. Jin's seat is by the window, his position is in a blind spot from the outside. It is impossible for the murderer to observe his position from the other side of the lake. This is the first point."--

..."Second, if Young Master Jin was killed by a murder weapon shot from a distance through his brain, this slender, triangular arrow should be completely stained with blood, but please notice, only the tip of this thing is stained with blood."

Xiaojun and others hurriedly lowered their heads to check, only to find that, as he said, the murder weapon was only stained with blood.

That's not all, Chu Xinian continued to overthrow Chu Jiaoping's conjecture: "Third, if the murder weapon was shot directly into Mr. Jin's brain from outside the window, the flesh of his left temple should sink inward, and the flesh of his right temple should protrude outward. It is in line with the momentum of the arrow."

Chu Xinian got up from his position and showed the injury of Mr. Jin's head to everyone: "But his temple injuries on the left and right sides are sunken in. It is obvious that someone stabbed him deliberately with a murder weapon. There is a symmetrical scar, trying to mislead us."--

..."Fourth, the found hidden weapon on the beams of the pillars is incongruent, the position is too high, and they do not form a straight line with Mr. Jin's figure when he is sitting upright, so naturally it may not be from a long shot because the place of the weapon is not aligned."

There is also the most important fifth point.

Chu Xinian held up the poisoned cup of tea for everyone to see: "If the murderer wants to kill him with a hidden weapon, why bother to poison the tea? His purpose in doing all this is just to make us think that the murderer is outside. Everything is to get rid of the suspicion inside the pavilion"

Obviously, the murderer poisoned him first and then took advantage of Mr. Jin's life when he was paralyzed by the poison and made a series of disguises.

Everyone in the room fell into deep thought after hearing the words, half amazed and half admiring Chu Xinian. Jin Ruhai clenched his hands into fists, and asked, "That means the murderer is still in the Golden Scale Pavilion?!"

Chu Xinian nodded, "Naturally."

Hearing this, the king of the small county of Guangping was inexplicably nervous. The murderer was in the Golden Scale Pavilion, so what's the consequence?! He bowed to Chu Xinian and said earnestly: "Young Master Chu is like a god in judging cases, please help us to find out the truth, and return Mr. Jin's innocence, and our innocence."

Xie Jingyuan stared at them secretly, trying to find some clues, but found nothing, and raised his eyebrows consciously bored. Sure enough, it would be more appropriate to leave this kind of matter to Chu Xinian.

"I'll do my best."

Chu Xinian wrapped the murder weapon in a handkerchief and made a clenched movement in front of everyone. All saw that the weapon was concealed except for the blood-stained part. Chu Xinian held all the rest in his palm: "This thing is too thin and short, and its whole body is extremely sharp. The human head is hard. If a murderer uses this thing to commit murder, It must be difficult to bear the force, and there will be scars on the palms, just look at the wounds in the hands of everyone here, and you will know the truth."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden Scale Pavilion exploded. The one who was most excited was Jin Ruhai, he wished he could rush up and break everyone's hands one by one to see clearly.

Chu Xinian opened his palm first, proving his innocence, then took Xie Jingyuan's hand, and spread it in front of everyone. Neither of them had fresh injuries to their hands.

The Crown Prince followed suit and stretched out his hands: "There are no scars."

Yan Qinghe glanced at Chu Xinian approvingly, sighed in his heart that he was a fearsome young man, shook his sleeves, and stretched out his hands for everyone to see: "The old man has no scars either."

A few of them took the lead, and the rest of the people also stretched out their hands to prove their innocence. However, an accident happened at this moment, because Jin Ruhai looked over one by one and found that there were no suspicious injuries on anyone's hands.

Jin Ruhai stammered and asked: "Young Master Chu, this, this...how can this be done?!"

The surrounding discussions gradually started.

"Didn't Chu Xinian say that the murderer was in the Dragon Scale Pavilion? Didn't he guess wrong?"

"I think he's just playing tricks, let's wait for the people from the Ministry of Punishment to come."

Xie Jingyuan frowned, and asked Chu Xinian in a low voice: "Could it be possible that the murderer has already escaped?"

"Don't worry, General."

Chu Xinian patted him reassuringly, still calmly. Seeing Jin Ruhai staring at him, he smiled faintly: "Isn't that good? It means that everyone here is a man of high righteousness and has never been involved in a human life lawsuit."

Prince of Guangping said: "Young Master Chu, then this murderer...?"

Chu Xinian looked straight behind him, landed on a flustered maidservant in pink, and smiled: "Although the guests have checked, the servant has not yet checked, this girl, I wonder if you can extend your hand to let me look at it next time?"

"!?!"

Everyone's eyes gathered for a moment. However, they saw that the maidservant in pink had a charming appearance, her face was pale and tight, she hid her hands tightly in her sleeves, and she refused to stretch them out no matter what.

Jin Ruhai strode forward directly, and opened her hand forcefully, but saw several bright bloodstains on the palm of her right hand, and couldn't help but look shocked: "You killed my son?!"

The maid in pink gritted her teeth tightly, her gaze burned at him resentfully: "So what if it's me, your stupid son who lingers in the place of brothels, is born with a heartless heart, I don't care no matter how many times he dies!"

Those with sharp eyes think that the pink-clothed maid looks familiar: "Hey, Isn't that girl Qing Lan from Dianmolou, I heard that she was redeemed by Mr. Jin a few days ago and changed her status from a brothel girl, why did she go to Guangping Manor to work as a maid?"

The details of this matter are another romantic debt.

The young man of the Jin family was frivolous by nature, and he was good at flirtatious talk, so he tricked the brothel girl Qing Lan into his hands and left her alone after. Even disregarding that she was still pregnant with his child, she was directly driven out of the mansion.

The king of the small county of Guangping, saw her fainted by the side of the road when he went out one day, so he left her to work as a maid in his mansion.

Jin Ruhai was heartbroken, regretted that he had not taught his son well, and at the same time hated this woman for killing his son. Grieving and angry, he actually pulled out the long sword at the guard's waist amidst the exclamation and was about to slash at her, but Chu Xinian stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute, Master Jin!"

Jin Ruhai stopped and looked at him with red eyes: "Mr. Chu, why did you stop this old man?!"

Chu Xinian slowly withdrew his hand, and glanced at the woman's slightly protruding belly: "Master Jin, this woman is pregnant, and it might be the blood of your Jin family, why don't you decide and make a conclusion."

"Clang-"

Master Jin was struck by lightning when he heard the words, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, he staggered back and was supported by everyone. His only child died, but the murderer was pregnant with the only blood of his Jin family. No one could accept this matter.

Chu Xinian was not interested in the ethical farce of other people's families. Seeing that the case had been clarified, he dragged Xie Jingyuan out of the mansion together. Who would have thought that the prince of Guangping would catch up before he got into the carriage?

"Young Mas- Brother Chu, stay!"

Xie Jingyuan watched with cold eyes, always wondering whether the king of Guangping had a habit of cutting off his sleeves, and he liked to hold hands affectionately with everyone he saw. For example, now, he is holding on to Chu Xinian again.

The prince of the small county of Guangping made a special trip to express his gratitude: "Thanks to Brother Chu for finding out the truth today, otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to end this. If I have free time in the future, I will make more contact with you."

Prince Chang, Prince Ping, and others came out one after another. Seeing this, they secretly regretted it. Chu Xinian's appearance today can be regarded as taking all the favors of the two families. Not only did he retrieve the ancient paintings for the little county king, but he also found out the grievances of the only son of the Jin family.

"Your Highness, you are welcome. I will definitely visit you some other day."

Chu Xinian pulled out his hand without showing any signs and was about to get into the carriage, but at this moment, a lady in a goose-yellow shirt suddenly raised the curtain of the sedan chair and called out his sound, Chu Xinian raised his eyes subconsciously, but an embroidered sachet fell into his arms impartially.

"..."

Great Yan's folk customs are open, and the women in the Capital don't have so many constraints. Throwing flowers and a sachet is a common thing. At today's banquet of scholars, if anyone is talking about who has the most in the limelight, it must be Chu Xinian and many noble ladies from aristocratic families are a little bit dazzled.

The fragrant sedan chair gradually went away, leaving Chu Xinian standing alone in a daze. Xie Jingyuan sneered, lifted the curtain, and got into the carriage by himself, feeling so angry that he was about to fall ill.

Chu Xinian looked at the sachet in his hand and was thinking about what to do, but at this moment someone called him from behind, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Jin Ruhai.

"Young Master Chu," Jin Ruhai seemed to have aged by dozens of years for a moment, and his whole body was unbelievably haggard. He cupped his hands at Chu Xinian, "My Jin family is indebted to you. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely show my gratitude to you. When this matter is over, this old man will come to the door to apologize."

Chu Xinian helped him up and said, "Master Jin is still mourning, it's fine."

Just as they were talking, a team of yamen servants came suddenly on horseback, and the leader was Mei Fengchen. When he received the news from the Guangping's Mansion, he was investigating the case in Ling County, and he was rushing all the way, so it was long overdue.

Chu Xinian smiled faintly, turned around, and got into the carriage. Now is not the time to contact Mei Fengchen.

Mei Fengchen saw Jin Ruhai from afar, and immediately got off his horse: "Lord Jin, where is Young Master Jin's body now?"

Jin Ruhai closed his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him at all: "I brought it back."

Mei Fengchen frowned: "Why did you take it back?"

Hearing this, Jin Ruhai opened his eyes suddenly, and spoke sharply: "Why did I carry it back? Naturally, I want to prepare myself for the burial, so why should I wait for the people from the Ministry of Punishment to collect the cold corpse?!"

After saying this, he snorted coldly and left in anger.

They don't come when someone is dead, and they don't come when they are looking for the murderer. After everything is over, they finally know that they need to come!!

Sitting in the carriage, Chu Xinian saw Mei Fengchen standing there in a daze, stunned, and couldn't hold back a chuckle. He put down the curtain and looked at Xie Jingyuan who was opposite: "General, is the show today quite lively?"

Xie Jingyuan ignored him, staring at the exquisitely embroidered sachet in Chu Xinian's hand, as if two holes were about to be burned.

"Throw it away."

Xie Jingyuan said three words, his voice was thin and cool, and it reminded people of some kind of poisonous snake dormant in a damp place.

"?"

Chu Xinian was slow to realize that Xie Jingyuan was talking about the fragrant sachet in his hand, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled in an unpredictable way: "Why?"

Seeing that he didn't throw it away, Xie Jingyuan didn't care less, squinting silently, reaching out to grab it. However, Chu Xinian had sharp eyesight and quick hands and hid them directly behind him. Just as the carriage bumped, Xie Jingyuan fell directly into his arms.

"General, be careful-"

Chu Xinian hugged him subconsciously, managed to stabilize his figure, and lowered his head to look at Xie Jingyuan's situation: "Did you get hurt?"

The posture of the two of them made the carriage look cramped.

Xie Jingyuan was lying in his arms, but he didn't move, but stretched out his hand to Chu Xinian, and said in a bad tone: "Take out the damn sachet."

He was like a dog who saw the bone. For some reason, it was with that purse, stubbornly clinging to it.

Chu Xinian maintained the posture of hugging him and looked at the sachet in his hand, the workmanship was fine, it should be worth a lot of money, and he said with a deep smile: "The General knows that there is nothing free in the world, you want this sachet, What should I get in exchange?"

Xie Jingyuan grabbed his collar and threatened, "Are you going to hand it over or not?"

Chu Xinian's white shirt was loose, and a small piece of his chest was exposed when he pulled it like this. He held Xie Jingyuan's hand to prevent the other party from ripping off his clothes: "I said, if the General wants this thing, you can exchange it with me, and I will naturally give it to the General..."

His voice was deep and magnetic, inexplicably a little more lingering and seductive.

Xie Jingyuan met Chu Xinian's gaze, and his heart skipped a beat inexplicably: "...what do you want?"

Chu Xinian just thought it was interesting to tease him: "The General decides for himself, if something is lighter, I won't change it."

Xie Jingyuan was about to say something when he heard the words, when someone knocked on the wall of the carriage from the outside, and immediately separated from Chu Xinian like an electric shock, just like being caught cheating.

Chu Xinian straightened his clothes and robes, opened the curtain, looked out, but saw that it was the Prince, and said in a neutral tone, "Your Highness?"

He smiled and looked in with his head, and heard that Chu Xinian's tone was wrong: "Why, are you angry for not leaving you alone?"

Chu Xinian was noncommittal.

The Crown Prince laughed: "Don't worry, Gu won't harm you, Xie Jingyuan was the first to refuse."

Chu Xinian subconsciously glanced at the people beside him, but Xie Jingyuan didn't look at him.

The Prince reigned in the bridles, and said in a low voice as if nothing had happened: "Didn't you want to find out about Qin Daoyan? I just received the news that the Qiang people will pay tribute to Great Yan in the near future, and they have secretly sent someone to send them to him in order to open up business routes between the two countries. There is a lot of courtesy, and they want Qin Daoyan to ask the emperor to agree."--

..."Jin Ruhai is in charge of the world's trade, and he is responsible for this matter. Qin Daoyan will definitely ask him for a favor. There is no harm in asking the Jin family to owe you one"

The Prince then smiled meaningfully, disregarding Chu Xinian's thoughtful gaze, he swung his whip vigorously, made a short and light bang in mid-air, and rode away with his personal guards on horseback.

It was only at this time that Chu Xinian realized that the Prince was not as stupid and reckless as he appeared on the surface. He stuffed his sachet into his sleeve, and told the driver: "Go around to the back door of the King of Guangping's Mansion."

Xie Jingyuan couldn't help but glance at him: "What are you going to do at the back door?"

Chu Xinian smiled: "Did the General forget, we haven't caught the thief who stole the painting."

The translator has something to say:

Damn, my son is so smart like me ehe~