Huo Yixiao didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said just now, but he obviously didn't want to talk about the emperor too much.

After the two of them finished their meal, the topic returned to Qiu Xian.

Huo Yixiao said: "Generally speaking, those who have problems with their brains have basically been in trouble since childhood."

Even if you enjoy this, there will be a process.

Perhaps it was because of a father who was a prefect, Qiu Xian was not afraid of seeing officials or asking questions from officials.

From childhood to adulthood, he should have had many experiences of breaking away from Qiu Min.

It may be truant of school or trouble, and the "fight of wits and courage" with his father became "fight of wits and courage" with officials.

"If you look at Qiu Xian's childhood experience, you may be able to see some clues," Huo Yixiao said. "But even if you analyze Qiu Xian's 'progress' over the years, these will not be evidence of the crime."

Wen Yan also understood this.

When yamen judge cases, we must pay attention to evidence.

It is impossible to convict people by inference alone.

Otherwise, could Qiu Xian walk out of Shuntian Mansion in his previous life?

Bi Zhian found Qiu Xian guilty of every strand of hair, and suffered from no evidence.

The niece Fang Raoke died in a foreign land. The local yamen investigated it at that time, and there was no suspicion;

Qiu Ran fell into the water and died. Zhenjiang Mansion also arrived at the scene. Wen Yan looked at the yamen to investigate, and there was nothing wrong with it.

There must be evidence.

"If you don't go find it, the evidence won't come to you," Wen Yan said. "Be prepared first, find out how much is, and wait until Qiu Xian comes, then think of a solution."

Sharpening a knife will not delay the chopping of wood. Prepare all useful and useless things, which will be better than being busy at that time.

Huo Yixiao took a sip of wine, looked at Wen Yan, and asked, "How do you know when he will come? He will definitely come back again?"

Wen Yan's eyes rolled, and her smile was full of confidence.

"He will come, and it won't be very slow," said Wen Yan, "He will definitely come to see such a carefully prepared stage.

What kind of thing does Xiao Ye think is interesting?

When Fang Rao's death, Lord Bi could only see the passing through the case file. The two places were far away, so he could not call the local officials who were in charge of the case to inquire.

And this time, my uncle, as Lord Bi's subordinate, was on that ship. He participated in the investigation of the case and would explain all the situation to Lord Bi one by one.

Unfortunately, there is still no way to convict the yamen.

With Qiu Xian's temperament, I should be eager to face Lord Bi directly.”

Huo Yixiao's eyes fell on Wen Yan. After listening, he said, "Wen Yan, ordinary people cannot understand the madman's thoughts."

Wen Yan smiled and said, "I understand Xiao Ye very well. You are happy to be angry with the emperor, but I am happy to be angry with you."

Huo Yixiao: “…”

Listen, what is this?

Not only did he take pride in being angry with him, he also dragged him into the water, which was also defined as a "madman".

Wen Yan tilted his body to Huo Yixiao, almost leaning his head against him, and smiled in his ear and said, "It's still a little different. I'm angry because I like you, and you're angry with the emperor, definitely not because you like you."

Huo Yixiao reached out, pressed Wen Yan's shoulder, and straightened her sitting position: "The way you like people is really special."

The banquet is unbearable.

Huo Yixiao was so painful that her head hurt.

If you like or not, let’s not talk about it for now, the little fox is angry with his ability, and no one can reach it.

One breath is accurate.

"Wait until Qiu Xian comes to Beijing," Huo Yixiao interrupted Wen Yan's "Du Lele" and said, "How do you plan to deal with him? Drink or sleep with medicine?"

Wen Yan had a strong smile in her eyes and said, "I don't like him. Master Xiao will do a favor, put a sack on him first?"

She dares to breathe when she says she is fat.

When she said she was crazy, she would just talk crazy.

Huo Yixiao turned his head and poured himself into wine, pretending he didn't hear it.

Wen Yan supported her cheeks and continued, "If this is Lin'an City, there is no need to be such a trouble. Just throw it into Xizi Lake, which will save more trouble, right, Mr. Xiao?"

Huo Yixiao sneered: "I threw it over Ji Jue into the water, haven't you throw it?"

"No," Wen Yan said shamelessly, "He was scared by the mouse and dived by himself."

Huo Yixiao picked up the wine cup, drank it all in one gulp, and prepared to leave.

If you don't leave, the little fox is messing around and doesn't know what strange things to say.

Before he could get up, he saw Wen Yan pick up the wine pot and swaying.

"Ye Ye," Wen Yan asked, "Have you tried the brewing recipe I wrote for you before? Is this wine not good, so I should drink less."

Huo Yixiao raised his eyebrows.

Wen Yan said that wine is not good at drinking in the old-fashioned wine shop in Beijing.

If the boss hears it, he will think they are here to smash the situation.

"You are not the one who says you are hungry?" Huo Yixiao said, "I'm still carrying a wine gourd when I go out?"

Wen Yan pretended to be surprised: "Before we entered the restaurant, you said you were hungry..."

Huo Yixiao: “…”

OK.

By accident, Wen Yan was surrounded by him.

He was blaming him, and he was negligent when he read the wine-making recipe written by Wen Yan for him.

Huo Yixiao stood up and left the private room, his steps were slow, and Wen Yan followed with a smile.

When he arrived at Yanzi Hutong, Wen Yan pointed to a ginkgo tree and said, "It's the house under the tree, I live in Xikuanyuan."

Huo Yixiao responded casually.

Wen Yan said again: "It's not as spacious as Ding'an Hou Mansion. I also want to brew some more wine, maybe there is not enough place.

What I just thought of was that there was a small cellar under the house before.

The house is already vacant, and there is no need to store anything in the cellar. I go back and clean it up and change it into a wine cellar.

If Mr. Xiao was eating wine outside and did not bring a wine gourd, he could go there to pick it up at that time."

Huo Yixiao was stunned.

After Wen Yan finished speaking, she took Sui Niang into the alley.

In the quiet dark night, the sound of QQ knocking on the door and the movement of the wooden door opening and closing is very clear.

It was not until he could no longer see Wen Yan that Huo Yixiao slowly withdrew his gaze.

Only Wen Yan can think of this when using the house where the yamen sealed is used as a wine cellar.

He had to drink those wines, and he made wine with warm banquets, and he was also a small fuss. He was not doing business. Although the new house was not big, he was not short of a place to store wine.

After all, she couldn't bear to leave the house.

She cannot repair the house or organize the patio, it must be dilapidated.

The only thing she can clean up without realizing is the cellar.

A warm banquet is nostalgic.

So as soon as she returned to the capital, she went to the old house.

Slowly, Huo Yixiao walked around under the western wall, looked up and then quickly left.

When he returned to Shuyu Palace, Huo Yixiao asked someone to open a jar of wine.

This was brewed with Wenyan’s recipe before. After a little warm, it will be comfortable to enter.

Huo Yixiao drank half a jar quietly.

For the sake of wine, when Qiu Xian comes to Beijing, he can put a sack on the person.
Chapter completed!