Yan Beicheng straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and then raised his eyes. There was an angry look between his eyes. "There was someone trying to frame the princess under my eyes. I can't forgive him easily. Come and explore the post station quickly. Let alone this guy's room. The whole post station should be searched carefully."
After a pause, he glanced at the boy and said, "this man's words and deeds are suspicious. Maybe there is something hidden in him. Search him as well."
At the end of the speech, because Yan Beicheng and other people's arrival can only wait for the Yamen officials on one side to hurry up and repeat. The Yamen officers in the Yamen hurry up. Some people go to a light to search, and some people directly take the little guy to the ground and search him impolitely.
After a short time, he went back to the hall to recover his life. He had a few banknotes in his hand. Besides, there was nothing else.
Mo Shanghua took those banknotes and looked at them. When he saw the amount above, there were waves on his face. Then he showed all the banknotes in front of the crowd. "You see, this is a whole two thousand taels of banknotes. How long can a little guy save so many banknotes without eating or drinking?"
The boy's face suddenly changed, and he knelt down and straightened himself, regardless of the messy clothes he had just been turned over by the Yamen servants. "It's not my thing, master. I'm wronged, wronged!"
"Shut up Wu Ru was in a bad mood when he was refuted by Mo Shanghua. Seeing that the boy was so noisy, he couldn't help yelling. Then he looked at Mo Shanghua and said, "what Princess Yu said is really reasonable. I'm afraid it's not enough."
The flower on the street smiles a little, but there is no smile between her eyebrows. "Master Wu, don't worry. The person who went to search hasn't come back yet."
Just then, the Yamen officers who had been sent out to search the post station also came back. One of them presented a neatly folded oil paper. The oil paper was not the size of a palm, which was similar to the oil paper used by moshang Huaping. "There was nothing suspicious in the post station, only this one was hidden in the book under the corner of the table."
On the street, Hua Qingcong took the oil paper and opened it slowly. Not surprisingly, what was wrapped in the oil paper was a white powder, but only a little bit less than the size of a thumb was left. Although we had not identified what it was, people knew it in their hearts.
The boy turned pale and sat down on the ground, forgetting to complain.
Mo Shanghua did not personally check what the powder was, but turned the powder to Liu Zheng.
Liu Zheng took the powder and examined it carefully. Then he stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, Lord, this is the poison in Wucheng."
Seeing the result, Yan cenxuan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Yan Beicheng, "brother Huang, in this case, it's up to you to decide this case. However, this case is so important. I still want to write to my father and emperor, and I will surely find out the thief behind the attempt to destroy the diplomatic relations between the two countries."
"Naturally." Yan Beicheng immediately nodded as if he was pounding garlic, and just finished, he looked at the flowers on the street again, "princess, look and do it. I've been sitting for such a long time. I'm hungry and dizzy. I really don't have much energy."
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