Chapter 7 Seven, moon maze crossing
After sending away Zhou Ziqin who was excited by the big case, Huang Zixia also got up to bid farewell to Li Shubai.
Just as she was walking to the door, the hollyhock flowers swaying in front of her eyes were suddenly fascinated by the bright colors under the moonlight. She stood in front of the flowers for a long time in a trance, and suddenly thought of something, her heart felt cold, and her face turned pale.
At the end of summer, the night breeze gradually feels cool.Standing behind her, Li Shubai saw that her body suddenly trembled slightly.He asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"
She looked back at him slowly, opened her mouth, but didn't speak.
Li Shubai saw people coming and going in the inn yard occasionally, so he held her hand, pulled her into the room, closed the door, and asked, "What did you think of?"
"My parents, and my elder brother...grandmother..." Her lips trembled, barely speaking.
Li Shubai naturally understood, and asked in a low voice in her ear: "Do you suspect that your parents also died under the poison?"
She bit her lower lip hard, forcing herself to wake up.She grabbed the corner of the table with her hands, and her joints turned white and purple because of too much force: "Yes...I think, just to make sure..."
"Drink your saliva first." Li Shubai poured her a cup of tea, stood in front of her, stared at her without blinking and asked, "Do you really want to confirm?"
She looked up at him, her eyes were gradually covered with tears under the lamplight, her eyes were dazed and in a daze, but when illuminated by the lamplight, they were crystal clear.
She bit her lower lip, nodded, and said, "Yes."
He didn't say anything else, he raised his hand and lightly pressed on her shoulder, then walked out of the inn and rushed to the entrance of the alley.
Under the moonlight in the distance, Zhou Ziqin was not riding a horse, but was bouncing towards the Shijun's mansion with Xiaoxia in his arms. The appearance of jumping every three steps and every five steps was really afraid that others would not know the joy in his heart .
He shouted from behind: "Zhou Ziqin!"
In the dead of night, on the empty road, Zhou Ziqin heard the voice, and hurriedly dragged Xiao Xia back all the way: "Brother Wang! Is there anything else?"
Li Shubai whispered, "Let's go out for a walk."
Zhou Ziqin was immediately excited: "That's great, I've called Chonggu here too, and I'll take you to eat the best fish in Chengdu! Sprinkle pepper, let alone how fragrant it is..."
"She won't go." Li Shubai said.
Zhou Ziqin let out a "Huh" and asked, "Then where shall we go...?"
"Digging the grave."
Zhou Ziqin was suddenly surprised and delighted: "I like this! Chonggu and I cooperate very well! We are definitely two masters in digging graves and corpses, and we cooperate seamlessly..."
"Keep down." Li Shubai reminded him.
Zhou Ziqin quickly covered his mouth.
Li Shubai said again: "She was tired a few days ago, she needs to rest tonight."
"At such an exciting moment, he actually chooses to take a rest... It's really unethical to be a detective." Zhou Ziqin pouted, and then remembered something, and asked quickly, "The prince is recovering from a serious injury. This kind of thing... how about just doing it?" Let me do it alone, and I promise to be meticulous and perfect!"
Li Shubai looked at the dark night, all the roads in Chengdu Mansion were paved with bluestones, which had been polished and moistened with age, and the moonlight shrouded them, reflecting a layer of slightly cold light.
He said slowly: "This may be the first evidence in favor of her in this case, I have to go."
Zhou Ziqin was a little surprised, and asked, "Her? Which her?"
Li Shubai didn't speak, just asked: "Can you leave the city?"
"This is absolutely no problem. Although I have not been here for a long time, everyone in the city gate is my buddy. I said that I will go out to investigate the case at night and promise to open the door for us," he said, and then quietly approached Li Shubai's ear, and asked softly, "Where to dig?"
Li Shubai turned his head to look at the mountain outside the city, the moonlight reflected in his eyes, it was cold and peaceful.
He said: "On the tomb of Huang Shijun's family."
To the west of Chengdu, next to Gingko Ridge in the suburbs of the city, there are countless tombs in the south. "It is said that the Fengshui of this land is very good, so many rich people buy graves here. After Huang Shijun died unexpectedly, Huang Zixia fled, and his family was withered. No one came to collect the bones. It was a few squires in the county who raised money , buried him here." Zhou Ziqin took the tools he had just brought from home, walked around the small tomb, looked at the words on the tombstone, and sighed, "There is no Huang Zixia on the tablet. name." Li Shubai said lightly: "It will be added eventually." "I don't know if Huang Zixia has come to look at the graves of his parents." He said, looking for a gap in the tomb made of green bricks, "So, if I stay here quietly every day, I will definitely be able to When Huang Zixia quietly returned to Shu to worship, I jumped out and grabbed her, and told her, let's work together to solve the murder of your parents! Please tell me, my lord, will Huang Zixia be moved by me, and stay with me from now on. Be with me and solve all the strange cases in the world..." "No." Li Shubai interrupted him coldly. Zhou Ziqin didn't have the ability to observe words and emotions at all, and he still said happily: "That's right. So my current direction is also correct. I am going to join forces with Chonggu to solve the Huang family's case first. Huang Zixia will definitely be there." Back in Chengdu, find me and thank me, then I said to her—” Zhou Ziqin said, as if Huang Zixia was in front of him, waved his hand, and laughed very boldly: "There is no need to be polite, Huang Zixia, this is what I should do! If you want to thank you, you Just stay, let's work together to solve the case for the benefit of the people of Chengdu, and achieve a generation of fame!" Li Shubai was a little helpless, and directly changed the topic: "Where do you think it is more convenient to start?" Zhou Ziqin studied the tombs of Mrs. Tai and his uncle next to him, and said, "It's too difficult to dig five tombs in one night. In my opinion, although my uncle's tomb is also made of green bricks, its shape is much smaller. And the gentry in Chengdu just helped him collect the funeral, and they did a good job. In my opinion, if you dig a hole diagonally from the back of the tomb, you should be able to dig it out before dawn." The two men compared the position of the tombstone and dug an oblique hole behind the tomb.After all, it was newly buried soil, which was very soft, and it was easy to hit the tomb. After digging out the tomb bricks, one end of the coffin appeared. "This should be the direction of the head, and I will also cut a lock of hair and go back at that time," Zhou Ziqin babbled while removing the coffin boards, "We are lucky this time, last time in Chang'an, there was also a suspicious case, Dali The temple asked for the coffin to be opened for an autopsy. It turned out that the family was really rich, and the soil beside the grave was mixed with egg white and glutinous rice juice. Even if the tomb was dug out, copper juice was poured on the joints of the bricks, and it was an airtight cage, and finally we lifted the whole thing to finish it..." "Your father also dumped you?" Li Shubai asked. Zhou Ziqin stuck out his tongue and said, "My lord is really good at predicting things."
When it was almost dawn, Li Shubai returned to the inn and saw that there was still a faint light in Huang Zixia's room. He hesitated for a while, and seeing that the people in the kitchen were already preparing breakfast, he asked them to order two bowls of soup cakes and knocked on the door. Huang Zixia's door. Huang Zixia opened the door in response. She had obviously been waiting for news from him all night, and her eyes were red. Li Shubai put the food on the table and motioned for her to eat first. The sky is about to dawn, a lonely lamp in a room.Huang Zixia held the warm soup cake and looked at him silently. He looked at her, finally opened his mouth and said, "It's poisonous poison, it's true." Huang Zixia stood up suddenly, and she almost knocked over the bowl of soup cakes.Li Shubai calmly raised his hand to press the bowl, and said, "Listen to me first." Huang Zixia bit her lower lip and nodded, but she couldn't restrain her body from trembling slightly.She barely raised her hand to hold her throbbing temple, trying to calm herself down and look at him. "Everything is chaotic if you care about it. Although you have always been calm, after all, it is related to your relatives, and there will be chaos. Therefore, I don't let you follow us. I am worried that you will be too excited when the time comes, which will not be good." "Well... I know." She reluctantly said. "Now that your parents' case has made a major breakthrough, I believe that you will be able to clear up your vengeance," he said, pushing the bowl of soup cakes in front of him, "but the most important thing for you right now is to take care of yourself first. If you Difficult to sleep and eat, trapped in sorrow, how can we reverse the case for the family, how can we clear the wrongs?" She nodded silently, then picked up the bowl, ate it all in one bite, and then put it down to see him. Twilight has already appeared on the horizon, and it will be another summer morning. Only then did Li Shubai say to her: "According to the characteristics of poisonous poison, your parents, like Fu Xinruan and Wen Yang, were poisoned by the poisonous poison refined in the second round. Therefore, the person who poisoned him was definitely not someone with arsenic in his hand. you." She nodded silently, barely suppressing the tears in her eyes, and tremblingly said: "Yes...for so many days, I have been trying to find a breakthrough, but no matter how I trace it, all the evidence is against me--up to now, finally With the first decisive evidence, the possibility of me being the murderer may be overturned..." "Yes, there is finally a glimmer of life in the thousands of miles of wasteland." Li Shubai's voice was low, slightly tired.That night, he and Zhou Ziqin dug the grave, ignoring his obsession with cleanliness, and even grabbed the hair cut from the dead body—even though he put on the gloves Zhou Ziqin gave him beforehand. Huang Zixia was so excited that she forgot to thank him, and only asked: "My parents' bodies...how are they now?" "Because the symptoms and food of the five people are the same, and the time is a little short, so we only cut your uncle and brother's hair for inspection. It is undoubtedly poisonous. I think, maybe we can let Ziqin borrow it first. After the news of this case gets out, then an autopsy will be conducted for your parents, and if it is confirmed that it is poisonous poison, you can be cleared of your crime in one fell swoop, the old case will be overturned, and the case will be reopened for retrial." "Right now...I'm so confused, I don't know what to do..." She said, reaching out to pull out the hairpin on her head, and slowly drawing on the table. At the beginning, her hands were still trembling, and the lines she drew were stagnant and slow, but later on, her hands became faster and faster. With the poison in the middle as the link, the lines branched out in all directions.While drawing, she answered her questions one by one in a low voice: "First, where did the poison come from? Is the person who killed it related to the court? Did it come from the same person?" "Secondly, the same poison, what is the relationship between my family's tragedy and Fu Xinruan's case? Where is the handover point between the two parties?" "Thirdly, how did the poison be put in the mutton soup that I brought over with my own hands?" "Fourth, where did the poison of Fu Xinruan and Wen Yang come from? Why did they die in this way?" Li Shubai looked at the questions she listed, thought for a while, and said: "Among them, the most convenient ones should be the third and fourth. It's still early, let's rest first, and when we arrive at the envoy's mansion in the afternoon, I have asked Ziqin investigated all the people in the Junfu who might have come into contact with that bowl of yogurt soup, we should go there in the afternoon, and there should be results."
The Chuanshu Ambassador's Mansion is located in the middle of the Chengdu Mansion, with high walls enclosing most of the street. Entering from the gate of Shijun's mansion, the front is the main hall of the Yamen, the largest warehouse in Chengdu is on the left, the residence of the third class of government officials is on the right, and the Shijun's mansion is behind, with a small garden next to the mansion. This is a place where Huang Zixia can walk out with her eyes closed. Her most beautiful girlhood has been buried here forever with the murder of that day. She followed Li Shubai into the police room through the side door. Zhou Ziqin was eating pine nut candies inside with his feet crossed. Seeing them coming, he quickly divided a piece for each of them, then took out a roll of paper from his pocket, and said, "Come here." , let's study it." It was the end of the afternoon and the beginning of the afternoon, and there was no one in the arresting room. "Last night, the prince and I cut our hair and sealed the tomb as it was, and immediately went back to the courtyard where I lived to test the poison. It was indeed poisonous," Zhou Ziqin said proudly, "The prince ordered me to Investigate everyone in the mansion, and with my popularity and status, wouldn't it be easy to inquire about this kind of news?" He unfolded the roll of paper, and it was clearly written on it. Although Zhou Ziqin's handwriting was average, it was better than being correct, which was very easy to read. Huang Zixia also couldn't help admiring Zhou Ziqin.There were more than forty people in the Jun's mansion waiting, and he inquired clearly all morning, and everything was detailed, he was even more powerful than the eight women in the market. "This... I usually pay attention to inquire about these things. This is the daily accomplishment of a detective, right?" Zhou Ziqin said righteously, "I believe that Huang Zixia must also pay attention to these things." "I don't think so." Huang Zixia's mouth twitched slightly. Li Shubai glanced at her with a half-smile, read the documents at a glance, then threw them on the table, and said, "So, your investigation all morning found that no one is suspected?" Zhou Ziqin finally felt a little ashamed: "Yes... yes. Because poison is a secret medicine exclusively used by the royal family. If someone gives poison to someone in the government, the person who poisoned him must either be killed or be regarded as a poison by the other party. The confidants are flourishing—but now everyone has not changed much, which is enough to show that obviously no one has a relationship with the upper class due to poisoning and has changed." Huang Zixia nodded, affirming his thoughts: "Ziqin's analysis is correct this time." Zhou Ziqin immediately became complacent: "So, in fact, I am a very talented person. In time, if Huang Zixia and I join hands, Chonggu will lose your position as the number one detective in the capital! Hahaha..." Huang Zixia and Li Shubai looked at each other helplessly, and unanimously decided to ignore this person. "So, our next breakthrough can only start with the death of Fu Xinruan and Wen Yang."
Wen Yang's home is in Pomegranate Alley, west of Chengdu Fu, where there are many pomegranate trees.It was the end of summer, and the pomegranate flowers were half-damaged, and the fist-sized pomegranates were hanging on the branches, drooping and very cute. The Wen family can be regarded as a good family. In the courtyard of the third entrance, there is a painting of Lin Quan listening to the piano in the main hall, and there is a couplet on the left and right: "Bamboo, rain, pine, organ rhyme, tea smoke, Wuyue, and calligraphy." The one who greeted him was an old butler with white beard and hair, and a worried expression on his face.Come up and bow to them first: "I have seen Catcher Zhou." Zhou Ziqin quickly helped him up: "You don't need to be too polite, old man." The old butler took them to sit down in the hall, asked a little boy to make tea for them, and called the cook and servants at home to meet them. "Our master's ancestors once served as governor of Bingzhou, and then resigned and returned to their original place. The master is thirty-seven years old this year. He was also enthusiastic about fame more than ten years ago, but failed many times, so he faded away. After the death of his parents and wife, The master lived in seclusion and only studied in Laozhuang, planting flowers and weeds in the courtyard on weekdays and avoiding contact with others." Zhou Ziqin nodded and asked: "Then, how did he and Fu Xinruan, the woman who died in love, meet?" "Grandpa left property in the mountains and forests, and his annual income is good. After his wife passed away, he would not continue to take concubines. He always liked Wang Youcheng's poetry the most. He said that Wang Youcheng would not continue, and it would be fine to adopt a smart one among relatives in the future. , " said the butler, and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "May I ask the head catcher, who is this Wang Youcheng?" Zhou Ziqin said, "It's Wang Wei and Wang Mojie." "Oh," the butler replied, but obviously he didn't know who Wang Wei was, so he just continued, "The master has no wife at home, so sometimes he would go to the shop to find a woman or two, but he never brought these things with him." The prostitute came back, but I don't know who it is." Zhou Ziqin quietly lowered his voice and said, "Why don't you follow Wang Wei and live in seclusion now, instead go to Huajie Liuxiang?" Huang Zixia ignored him, and asked the old housekeeper: "Old man, may I ask if your master said anything to you when he went out that day?" "That day...he seemed to be invited by a friend and said that he was going to Songhuali, but I don't remember exactly... Alas, although the master has little assets, the harvest in the mountains and forests has not been good in the past two years. A relative took care of me, and I quit a few years ago. Now there is only me in the family, a cook, a handyman, and my grandson, who occasionally goes out with me," he pointed at the little boy who was making tea. The servant sighed and said, "You said, how can a family prosper without a woman to take care of it? Even a few days ago, a few people from the same poetry club as the master came to pay homage. The one surnamed Qi stayed in the master's study for a long time, and sighed to us, your master should have found a woman to manage it long ago." "So, you don't know anything about your master outside?" "The master never mentioned it, and naturally he wouldn't take us out... I really don't know anything about it." Seeing the old housekeeper's questions, the cook and the boy at home shook their heads, so Zhou Ziqin had no choice but to take Li Shubai and Huang Zixia to the backyard to check. The backyard is the study room, and the whole courtyard is full of green bamboos, bibi-green phoenix trees, green pines and cypresses, and rugged mountains and rocks, giving it a lonely and proud temperament. Zhou Ziqin said: "This reminds me of a place, where is it..." He was still scratching his head and thinking, Li Shubai said next to him: "E Wang Mansion." "That's right, it's King E's courtyard dedicated to drinking tea! This kind of deliberately constructed poetry is really unbearable." Zhou Ziqin touched the goosebumps on his body, walked to the study, and checked the things inside. I saw a row of antique shelves facing the study room, and after bypassing the shelves, there were two rows of bookshelves and a book case.There is a screen behind the book case, dripping with ink, and written with a picture of flying dragons and phoenixes, it is Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn", signed by Bingji Layman. On the wall to the right of the screen hung an old-looking painting of a butterfly resting on a pink hydrangea.The color of the painting is slightly faded, obviously it is old.Among the whole room, only this flower butterfly was so beautiful and lovely, which caused Huang Zixia's gaze to stop for a moment. There are a few sheets of paper on the table, which have been tidied up and placed on the desk. Zhou Ziqin went to pick it up and looked at it. The first word on the first sheet was "Ti", and the last few words were "Tiu Yiyun, why should Tuohuan be able to do it?" Zhou Ziqin read it, looking at Li Shubai and Li Shubai inexplicably. Huang Zixia and Huang Zixia frowned slightly, but Li Shubai had already finished the recitation: "Subhuti, what do you think? Can a streamer recite 'I have attained the fruit of a streamer'?" Huang Zixia suddenly realized, and continued to read: "Subhuti said: 'No, World Honored One. Why? The name of the stream is the stream, but there is no entry, and the name is the stream.'" What was written on that piece of paper was indeed what the two of them read, but he still couldn't figure it out: "What is this?" Huang Zixia explained: "It's a passage in the scriptures. It seems that he copied this scripture. But the order is out of order, so you can't read it for a while." Zhou Ziqin let out an "oh" and put down the scripture. Huang Zixia thought about it for a while, walked over, flipped through the scriptures, and sorted them out again, a little surprised: "The one in front is gone." "Huh?" Zhou Ziqin, who was studying his collection of books, turned to look at her, "Does anyone want this kind of thing? His handwriting is quite ordinary." "Well, the sentence you just read is the first sentence of all the scriptures here." She arranged the other papers, put them on the desk, and used an agate lion to hold them, and then put them on the shelves and in each drawer. I searched again, but couldn't find the first few paragraphs. "The rest are these letters." They found a few letters from a brocade box, opened them, and Zhou Ziqin became excited: "It was written by Fu Xinruan to Wen Yang!" Zhou Ziqin couldn't help sighing and said: "They are very good in daily life, they are really loving and charming." Looking at the following, apart from a few letters from Fu Xinruan, there are mostly poetic associations for entertainment, nothing surprising. Zhou Ziqin said: "It seems that the previous half of the "Diamond Sutra" is gone. Maybe it was swept away by the housekeepers as waste paper. Look at the old and young in the mansion, cooks and handymen, it should be I don’t know a single word, how can I know that some are useful and some are useless!” Huang Zixia shook his head and said, "Because they are illiterate, they will definitely cherish the calligraphy paper, lest they scan the wrong paper and be scolded by the master. Especially, this master seems to be very proud of his calligraphy." "Why do you know that?" Zhou Ziqin asked a little disconvinced when she saw that she said something he hadn't noticed. "The handwriting on this paper is the same as that on the screen, isn't it? If you can make your own handwriting into a floor-to-ceiling screen to appreciate, don't you still feel proud of your own calligraphy?" "But the inscription on the screen is 'Bianji Jushi'!" "Wen Zhe, Soft Ye, Yang Zhe, Hard Ye, Wen Yang thinks his name is soft and hard, hard and soft, so he just took this nickname." "Really?" Zhou Ziqin was dubious, walked into the courtyard, and raised his hand to beckon the handyman who was packing things outside the courtyard: "Hey, come here!" The handyman rushed in quickly and asked, "What's the order of the head arrester?" He asked, "Where did the screen in the study come from?" "It was written by the master himself, and it took about twenty pieces of silk to write it. He seems to like this calligraphy very much, so he specially asked someone to make this screen." Huang Zixia asked the handyman behind Zhou Ziqin: "Have you ever thrown the wastebasket?" "Yes, but you have to speak to the master! Since I was fined for throwing away a poem by the master as waste paper a few years ago, whenever we want to clean up the study, we have to wait until the master is there, and ask him one by one. After that, we dare to lose it." Zhou Ziqin looked at Huang Zixia with admiration, and only had to write "Let's work together to defeat Huang Zixia" on his face. Li Shubai looked around the study again, and then asked the handyman: "When was the painting of the butterfly hydrangea hung?" "It's hard to say...Master has a few Tibetan paintings, some of mountains and rivers, some of which are rivers, and when he is happy, he will change one and hang it by himself. We are servants, so we naturally don't know when we hung it." "When did this painting appear in your memory?" "Uh... it should be in the past few days, anyway, it shouldn't be long, and I haven't seen it before." When the handyman left, Zhou Ziqin looked around and said, "It seems that there are no other abnormalities. Should we stay here?" Huang Zixia pointed her finger in the direction of Songhuali: "Let's go, let's go to the scene of the crime."
As soon as he walked out of Wen Yang's house, Huang Zixia couldn't help but stop when he saw the person standing on the corner of the street. She saw on the other side of the alley, a tall and slender figure standing under the green bamboo by the river. The bamboo rustled, his figure was clear and slender, and the two complemented each other. Huang Zixia looked at him motionless, while Zhou Ziqin happily waved at him and asked, "Huh? Aren't you Yuxuanyu Xuezheng? Do you remember me? We met in Beijing!" Yuxuan nodded to him, his eyes paused for a while on Huang Zixia, he saluted Li Shubai first, and then said to Zhou Ziqin: "I just have something to ask for the young arrester." "Say it, say it!" Zhou Ziqin skipped past. Pointing to an empty pot and a bamboo basket beside him, he said, "This morning, I went to Guangdu Temple to ask for some clean water to pay homage to Huang Shijun." Huang Zixia's body shook suddenly, and she subconsciously tightened her hands.The rein of the horse tightly strangled her palm when she unconsciously tightened it, and it gradually turned blue because it was too tight, but she didn't realize it. Li Shubai saw it, and didn't speak, just raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder.She suddenly woke up, and slowly let go of the rein, but her body still did not move. Zhou Ziqin didn't notice the movement on their side at all, he just gasped and asked Yuxuan, "Is today a big day?" Yu Xuan shook his head and said, "No." "Then..." Zhou Ziqin looked at him suspiciously. "As long as I'm in Chengdu Mansion, I'll go to the tomb every day to clean it." He said, his eyes slid past Zhou Ziqin's body, and then fixed on Huang Zixia's body.His gaze was clearer than the light of the flowing water beside him at this time, and his voice was lower than the wind passing through the bamboo forest at this time: "Last night I occasionally dreamed about the past, and I was grateful, so I went to Master Mu Shan I begged for clean water over there, and brought some fruits to worship." Zhou Ziqin was used to paying attention to those trivial matters, and immediately asked: "Is the clean water at Master Mu Shan's place famous? It seems that many people are asking for it." Yuxuan nodded and said, "Master Mu Shan is the most famous eminent monk in Chengdu with profound morals. Recently, there is even a rumor in the Chengdu Mansion that there is a spring behind his meditation room. After listening to him chanting sutras for many years, the water surged overnight. The world said it was a miracle to turn into a chixu flowing spring. So everyone went to fetch water. It is said that if Master Mu Shan recites the scriptures again, it will become pure water, which can purify the six organs of the living and make the soul of the dead go to rebirth. " Huang Zixia led the horse and stood in the bamboo forest, listening to his eloquence, she felt dazed.Thinking back to when they walked side by side in the streets and alleys of Chengdu, every plant and tree in his mouth seemed to have allusions, which were fascinating. Zhou Ziqin nodded and said, "I'll go get some water for a drink some other day." Yuxuan nodded, bowed to Zhou Ziqin, and said: "Captain Zhou, today I came back from the tomb of my adoptive father, and I went to the yamen to look for you and followed here because there is an important matter that needs to be informed. " Zhou Ziqin quickly asked, "What's the matter?" "When I went to clean the graves a few days ago, I found that the graves of my uncle and brother-in-law had been moved, but the masonry and stone urns were still intact, but the mud tires outside were moving. I wondered if someone intended to dig tomb?" The smile on Zhou Ziqin's face suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but look back at Huang Zixia, and twitched the corner of his mouth at her in embarrassment. He also boasted that he was good at digging graves, but he was discovered by Yu Xuan all of a sudden - but he thought that what Yu Xuan would never discover was that all the people who excavated the graves were standing in front of him, and one It was King Kui of the current dynasty, and the other was the head catcher he came to ask for help. Of course, Yu Xuan didn't know that Zhou Shao, who had a complex expression on his face, was the gravedigger, so he said slowly: "I think everyone in Chengdu knows that Mr. Huang is clean and upright, and most of the tombs are filled with pen and ink." Books, how could a tomb robber target such a tomb?" Zhou Ziqin Zhengyi nodded in awe: "That's right! Brother Yu is right! I think there must be something wrong with this matter!" Huang Zixia bowed her head in silence, only staring at the bamboo branch next to her in a daze. Li Shubai pulled down the bamboo branch and carefully watched the veins on it, as if there were golden and jade mantras on it. Zhou Ziqin glanced at the two of them, seeing that their expressions were gloomy and watertight, and he didn't make a sound to help him, so he could only ask Yu Xuan: "Then what do you mean...why did those people rob Huang Shijun's tomb?" Yu Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but there must be a reason—for example, I want to use this to disadvantage the new envoy; or Zhou Butou should also know that after Huang Zixia's daughter Huang Zixia fled , so far there is no news. Maybe someone wants to use this to draw Huang Zixia out to his disadvantage?" As soon as Huang Zixia was mentioned, Zhou Ziqin was shocked: "No way? Is there such an intention?" "I don't know...but, I hope Zhou Butou will help me to pay attention to whether there is such a villain who is doing something wrong. Or..." His eyes turned to Huang Zixia, and his voice raised slightly, "Let Huang Zixia know that there may be someone behind the scenes. There is a force that she can't see yet, ready to deal with her." "Oh...we will pay attention, the Yamen will definitely pay more attention to properly protect Huang Shijun's tomb." Zhou Ziqin said, winking secretly at Huang Zixia and Li Shubai, meaning: "Look, this person thinks really well. There are so many, but we didn’t expect that we did it, hahaha!” But Huang Zixia ignored his little expression. She stood in the bamboo forest, pondered for a moment in the bleak wind, then looked up at Yu Xuan with calm and clear eyes: "Thank you for your kindness, and thank you for your concern for Huang Zixia's safety." Think about it. But this matter... I don’t think there may be any forces involved behind it, so there is no need to worry too much.” He looked at her puzzled. She looked away and said, "We did it." Yu Xuan was stunned for a moment, even unsteady on his feet, and took a step back in disbelief.He squeezed out a few difficult words, barely a sentence: "You... are you going to dig the graves of Huang Shijun and others?" Huang Zixia nodded and said, "Yes. We also found conclusive evidence that Huang Zixia was not the murderer." Yu Xuan stared at her, and murmured and asked again: "Are you going to dig... the graves of the relatives of the Huang family?" "Actually, Chonggu was sick that day, so I didn't go. I went with...so I went alone for a new autopsy to overturn the case." Zhou Ziqin covered up Li Shubai, and said proudly, "My hands and feet are clean, right? After opening the tomb for autopsy, I redid it all again. If you don’t go to sweep the tomb every day, I can guarantee that after two or three days, or just a rain, no one will find any clues.” He boasted, but Yu Xuan ignored him at all. He just strode forward, put his hand on Huang Zixia's shoulder, stared at her closely and asked, "What's the result of the re-autopsy? Is the Huang Zixia you're talking about?" What is the conclusive evidence of the murderer? Who is the real murderer? How did he kill? Why do you want to set the blame? What is the method of setting the blame?" Huang Zixia saw that his usually bright and clear eyes were instantly bloodshot, and almost lost his mind, so he could only sigh and said, "Calm down, I haven't found the real culprit yet." "But you... have proved your innocence?" He pressed again. Huang Zixia stared at him silently, slowly pulled his hand off her shoulder, but did not speak. Li Shubai turned to look at Zhou Ziqin, and asked, "Ziqin, I didn't notice just now, how many petals of the hydrangea in Wenyang's room were drawn?" Sweat came down Zhou Ziqin's face immediately: "Huh? Does this have anything to do with this case?" "It's okay, but this king wants to count." He said, turned and left. Zhou Ziqin had no choice but to wave to Huang Zixia with a bitter face, and quickly followed him. Huang Zixia saw Li Shubai leaving with brisk footsteps, so she looked away with peace of mind, nodded to Yuxuan and said, "Yes, the cause of my relative's death was not arsenic." "Isn't it arsenic? Could it be that..." Even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't avoid the shock, and could only stand there in a daze, the muscles on his face twitching slightly, horror, regret, joy and fear intertwined into a complex torrent , making him almost unsteady. It wasn't until he took two steps back unconsciously, and his back touched a clump of bamboo, that Yu Xuan leaned on the bamboo, staring at Huang Zixia with vacant and sad eyes, and asked tremblingly, "I... am I wrong?" Huang Zixia stared at him, and said calmly: "Yes. Although I bought arsenic, although you said you saw me holding that bag of arsenic with a strange expression on my face, all of this has nothing to do with the death of my relatives—— Because they didn't die from arsenic." "I... wronged you." He repeated blankly, his body trembling. "Yes. But you didn't believe me, and you took the love letter I wrote to you as evidence, and personally charged me with an indefeasible crime," Huang Zixia didn't avoid his gaze, she looked straight at him, her voice was low And calmly, "Fortunately, we have discovered the indisputable truth, and one day my grievances will be cleared." Yu Xuan opened his eyes wide and stared at her blankly. He saw her standing in front of him, her pupils were clear, and her whole body was covered with the vitality of midsummer.The sunlight shone on her, only making her look brighter and scorching, almost hurting his eyes. Because of the pain in his eyes, he raised the back of his hand to cover her in front of him, and also the thin haze in front of his eyes, so as not to be seen by her, his loss of control and regret. He thought of his resentment at that time, hating her for destroying his home in a flash—after years of wandering, he finally found a corner of shelter, a ray of warmth, but was destroyed by the person he loved.He couldn't get it out of his mind, day and night it was her holding the bag of arsenic, her cold and weird expression at that time... Those loves turned into thick black blood, drowning him overwhelmingly, leaving him He couldn't even wake up.After he came back to his senses, he was already in Jiedu Mansion, and the love letter was already on Fan Yingxi's desk. Leaning against the bamboo behind him, he felt that his whole body was covered in sweat. Fate cut two phantoms in the world in front of his eyes, which made him tremble, his chest felt like a blunt knife cutting his flesh, and the pain was so great that he couldn't extricate himself. A phantom was that in the early summer when he was sixteen years old, he saw Huang Zixia stepping barefoot in the mud, the sun was blurred and flushed, and the whole world was stained like blood.It was their first meeting, so ominously beautiful. As for the other, when he was fourteen years old, he opened his eyes and saw sunlight coming in through the dilapidated window lattice, and the surrounding was eerily quiet, without a sound.He got up from the bed, stumbled out, and then saw the mottled mud wall, with the flushed sunlight reflecting his mother's figure, hanging from the beam, as if still swaying slightly. Life is often like this, whoever you meet, whoever you say goodbye to, they all seem to be of the same color, so you can’t tell whether the fate is joy or sorrow, whether the bright red in front of you is blood or light. 黄梓瑕的声音，在他的耳边恍惚响起：“我已经将当时府中人全都调查了一遍，尚未找到有嫌疑的人。因此，如今先着手调查的，是松花里傅宅的杀人案。” 禹宣用力地呼吸着，胸口急剧起伏，强迫自己镇定下来。他声音略微颤抖，但毕竟还是勉强能成声了：“你说，你已经证明自己不是凶手，因为……那不是砒霜的毒？” “是鸩毒，发作时的状况，与砒霜十分相似，所以就连成都府最著名的老仵作，也多次验错。”黄梓瑕点头。 他望着她，许久，又问：“那么鸩毒是从何而来？又是如何放进去的？若是鸩毒的话，你要在路上不动声色加一点，岂不是比砒霜更加简便？” 黄梓瑕反驳道：“我并无任何方法弄到鸩毒！这种毒药只在宫廷流传，民间鲜少发现。而且，故意用死后模样相同的鸩毒来造成砒霜毒发假象的，必定是他人要栽赃嫁祸给我。” “那么……那封信又如何解释？”他的声音，微颤中含着一丝犹疑，让她知道，他始终还是无法彻底相信自己。 黄梓瑕愣了愣，想起了她当初在龙州时写给禹宣的信，便说道：“那封信……只是我随意发散，你多心而已。” “是吗……”他说着，但终究，望着她的神情还是和缓了，“或许，我之前执着认定你是凶手，大约是我错了……若有什么需要，你尽可来找我，我也想和你一起，将义父义母的死，弄清楚。” “嗯，还有松花里殉情案，此案中有些事情，我确实需要你帮忙。毕竟，这桩案子中，有一个死者也是你认识的人。”黄梓瑕长出了一口气，轻声说，“这回的松花里傅宅案子，可能与我爹娘的事情有关。因为……所用的毒，是一样的。” “鸩毒难道真的如此稀少？”他问。 她点头，说：“对。” 禹宣按住自己的太阳穴，等着眼前那一阵昏黑过去，然后才说：“温阳与我交往不多，但之前曾在同一个诗会中，偶有碰面。” 黄梓瑕便问：“你对他与傅辛阮交往的事情，知晓吗？” 禹宣愣了一下，才想起来什么，问：“听说……他是和一个歌伎，殉情自杀？” 黄梓瑕点头，又问：“他平时为人如何？” 他垂下眼，避开她的目光，低声道：“温阳平时在人前沉默寡言，但私底下……风评不好。” “什么风评呢？”黄梓瑕又追问。 禹宣欲言又止，但见她一直没有放弃，才说：“他私行不端，是以我对他敬而远之。” 黄梓瑕心下了然，大约是温阳出入花柳之地被人发现，以禹宣这种个性，自然不会与他来往。 “那么，其他人也知道温阳的所作所为吗？” 禹宣摇头道：“应该不多，不然我们那个诗会的人大多洁身自好，怎么会与这种人厮混呢？” 黄梓瑕点头，又想起一事，便问：“你如今，常去广度寺沐善法师那边？” 禹宣点头，说道：“世事无常，诸行多变。我近来常看佛经，觉天地浩瀚，身如芥子，凡人在世所受苦难，不过芥子之上微小尘埃。有时候想想，也能暂得一时解脱。” “但终究只是一时而已，不是吗？唯有查明真相，祭奠亲人，才能得永久安宁。” 禹宣凝视着她倔强的面容，轻声说道：“是，阿瑕，我终究不如你洞明透彻。” “我不洞明，也不透彻，我对出世没兴趣，”黄梓瑕摇头道，“这世间，苦难也好，欢喜也罢，我从来不想逃离。该来则来，是好是坏，我必将正面迎击，不到真相水落石出那一天，永不放弃。” 禹宣默然点头，两人站在竹林之中，听着周围流水潺潺，一时无言。 巷子的另一边，李舒白与周子秦已经折返。 李舒白神情平静地看向黄梓瑕，说：“走吧。” 周子秦则兴高采烈地问黄梓瑕：“你知道那幅画上有几片花瓣吗？” 黄梓瑕头也不回，淡淡地说：“许多片。” “哎，你这样的态度，可注定成不了黄梓瑕那样的神探哦！黄梓瑕对案发现场的每一寸、每一丝可都是了如指掌的，哪像你这样啊，态度不端正嘛……” 禹宣向他们行了一礼，带着东西离开了。 李舒白和黄梓瑕都选择了听而不闻，径自上马往前走。 周子秦无奈地噘起嘴，喃喃：“崇古你这个小心眼，不如黄梓瑕就不如嘛，还不承认！”
To the west of Chengdu, next to Gingko Ridge in the suburbs of the city, there are countless tombs in the south. "It is said that the Fengshui of this land is very good, so many rich people buy graves here. After Huang Shijun died unexpectedly, Huang Zixia fled, and his family was withered. No one came to collect the bones. It was a few squires in the county who raised money , buried him here." Zhou Ziqin took the tools he had just brought from home, walked around the small tomb, looked at the words on the tombstone, and sighed, "There is no Huang Zixia on the tablet. name." Li Shubai said lightly: "It will be added eventually." "I don't know if Huang Zixia has come to look at the graves of his parents." He said, looking for a gap in the tomb made of green bricks, "So, if I stay here quietly every day, I will definitely be able to When Huang Zixia quietly returned to Shu to worship, I jumped out and grabbed her, and told her, let's work together to solve the murder of your parents! Please tell me, my lord, will Huang Zixia be moved by me, and stay with me from now on. Be with me and solve all the strange cases in the world..." "No." Li Shubai interrupted him coldly. Zhou Ziqin didn't have the ability to observe words and emotions at all, and he still said happily: "That's right. So my current direction is also correct. I am going to join forces with Chonggu to solve the Huang family's case first. Huang Zixia will definitely be there." Back in Chengdu, find me and thank me, then I said to her—” Zhou Ziqin said, as if Huang Zixia was in front of him, waved his hand, and laughed very boldly: "There is no need to be polite, Huang Zixia, this is what I should do! If you want to thank you, you Just stay, let's work together to solve the case for the benefit of the people of Chengdu, and achieve a generation of fame!" Li Shubai was a little helpless, and directly changed the topic: "Where do you think it is more convenient to start?" Zhou Ziqin studied the tombs of Mrs. Tai and his uncle next to him, and said, "It's too difficult to dig five tombs in one night. In my opinion, although my uncle's tomb is also made of green bricks, its shape is much smaller. And the gentry in Chengdu just helped him collect the funeral, and they did a good job. In my opinion, if you dig a hole diagonally from the back of the tomb, you should be able to dig it out before dawn." The two men compared the position of the tombstone and dug an oblique hole behind the tomb.After all, it was newly buried soil, which was very soft, and it was easy to hit the tomb. After digging out the tomb bricks, one end of the coffin appeared. "This should be the direction of the head, and I will also cut a lock of hair and go back at that time," Zhou Ziqin babbled while removing the coffin boards, "We are lucky this time, last time in Chang'an, there was also a suspicious case, Dali The temple asked for the coffin to be opened for an autopsy. It turned out that the family was really rich, and the soil beside the grave was mixed with egg white and glutinous rice juice. Even if the tomb was dug out, copper juice was poured on the joints of the bricks, and it was an airtight cage, and finally we lifted the whole thing to finish it..." "Your father also dumped you?" Li Shubai asked. Zhou Ziqin stuck out his tongue and said, "My lord is really good at predicting things."
When it was almost dawn, Li Shubai returned to the inn and saw that there was still a faint light in Huang Zixia's room. He hesitated for a while, and seeing that the people in the kitchen were already preparing breakfast, he asked them to order two bowls of soup cakes and knocked on the door. Huang Zixia's door. Huang Zixia opened the door in response. She had obviously been waiting for news from him all night, and her eyes were red. Li Shubai put the food on the table and motioned for her to eat first. The sky is about to dawn, a lonely lamp in a room.Huang Zixia held the warm soup cake and looked at him silently. He looked at her, finally opened his mouth and said, "It's poisonous poison, it's true." Huang Zixia stood up suddenly, and she almost knocked over the bowl of soup cakes.Li Shubai calmly raised his hand to press the bowl, and said, "Listen to me first." Huang Zixia bit her lower lip and nodded, but she couldn't restrain her body from trembling slightly.She barely raised her hand to hold her throbbing temple, trying to calm herself down and look at him. "Everything is chaotic if you care about it. Although you have always been calm, after all, it is related to your relatives, and there will be chaos. Therefore, I don't let you follow us. I am worried that you will be too excited when the time comes, which will not be good." "Well... I know." She reluctantly said. "Now that your parents' case has made a major breakthrough, I believe that you will be able to clear up your vengeance," he said, pushing the bowl of soup cakes in front of him, "but the most important thing for you right now is to take care of yourself first. If you Difficult to sleep and eat, trapped in sorrow, how can we reverse the case for the family, how can we clear the wrongs?" She nodded silently, then picked up the bowl, ate it all in one bite, and then put it down to see him. Twilight has already appeared on the horizon, and it will be another summer morning. Only then did Li Shubai say to her: "According to the characteristics of poisonous poison, your parents, like Fu Xinruan and Wen Yang, were poisoned by the poisonous poison refined in the second round. Therefore, the person who poisoned him was definitely not someone with arsenic in his hand. you." She nodded silently, barely suppressing the tears in her eyes, and tremblingly said: "Yes...for so many days, I have been trying to find a breakthrough, but no matter how I trace it, all the evidence is against me--up to now, finally With the first decisive evidence, the possibility of me being the murderer may be overturned..." "Yes, there is finally a glimmer of life in the thousands of miles of wasteland." Li Shubai's voice was low, slightly tired.That night, he and Zhou Ziqin dug the grave, ignoring his obsession with cleanliness, and even grabbed the hair cut from the dead body—even though he put on the gloves Zhou Ziqin gave him beforehand. Huang Zixia was so excited that she forgot to thank him, and only asked: "My parents' bodies...how are they now?" "Because the symptoms and food of the five people are the same, and the time is a little short, so we only cut your uncle and brother's hair for inspection. It is undoubtedly poisonous. I think, maybe we can let Ziqin borrow it first. After the news of this case gets out, then an autopsy will be conducted for your parents, and if it is confirmed that it is poisonous poison, you can be cleared of your crime in one fell swoop, the old case will be overturned, and the case will be reopened for retrial." "Right now...I'm so confused, I don't know what to do..." She said, reaching out to pull out the hairpin on her head, and slowly drawing on the table. At the beginning, her hands were still trembling, and the lines she drew were stagnant and slow, but later on, her hands became faster and faster. With the poison in the middle as the link, the lines branched out in all directions.While drawing, she answered her questions one by one in a low voice: "First, where did the poison come from? Is the person who killed it related to the court? Did it come from the same person?" "Secondly, the same poison, what is the relationship between my family's tragedy and Fu Xinruan's case? Where is the handover point between the two parties?" "Thirdly, how did the poison be put in the mutton soup that I brought over with my own hands?" "Fourth, where did the poison of Fu Xinruan and Wen Yang come from? Why did they die in this way?" Li Shubai looked at the questions she listed, thought for a while, and said: "Among them, the most convenient ones should be the third and fourth. It's still early, let's rest first, and when we arrive at the envoy's mansion in the afternoon, I have asked Ziqin investigated all the people in the Junfu who might have come into contact with that bowl of yogurt soup, we should go there in the afternoon, and there should be results."
The Chuanshu Ambassador's Mansion is located in the middle of the Chengdu Mansion, with high walls enclosing most of the street. Entering from the gate of Shijun's mansion, the front is the main hall of the Yamen, the largest warehouse in Chengdu is on the left, the residence of the third class of government officials is on the right, and the Shijun's mansion is behind, with a small garden next to the mansion. This is a place where Huang Zixia can walk out with her eyes closed. Her most beautiful girlhood has been buried here forever with the murder of that day. She followed Li Shubai into the police room through the side door. Zhou Ziqin was eating pine nut candies inside with his feet crossed. Seeing them coming, he quickly divided a piece for each of them, then took out a roll of paper from his pocket, and said, "Come here." , let's study it." It was the end of the afternoon and the beginning of the afternoon, and there was no one in the arresting room. "Last night, the prince and I cut our hair and sealed the tomb as it was, and immediately went back to the courtyard where I lived to test the poison. It was indeed poisonous," Zhou Ziqin said proudly, "The prince ordered me to Investigate everyone in the mansion, and with my popularity and status, wouldn't it be easy to inquire about this kind of news?" He unfolded the roll of paper, and it was clearly written on it. Although Zhou Ziqin's handwriting was average, it was better than being correct, which was very easy to read. Huang Zixia also couldn't help admiring Zhou Ziqin.There were more than forty people in the Jun's mansion waiting, and he inquired clearly all morning, and everything was detailed, he was even more powerful than the eight women in the market. "This... I usually pay attention to inquire about these things. This is the daily accomplishment of a detective, right?" Zhou Ziqin said righteously, "I believe that Huang Zixia must also pay attention to these things." "I don't think so." Huang Zixia's mouth twitched slightly. Li Shubai glanced at her with a half-smile, read the documents at a glance, then threw them on the table, and said, "So, your investigation all morning found that no one is suspected?" Zhou Ziqin finally felt a little ashamed: "Yes... yes. Because poison is a secret medicine exclusively used by the royal family. If someone gives poison to someone in the government, the person who poisoned him must either be killed or be regarded as a poison by the other party. The confidants are flourishing—but now everyone has not changed much, which is enough to show that obviously no one has a relationship with the upper class due to poisoning and has changed." Huang Zixia nodded, affirming his thoughts: "Ziqin's analysis is correct this time." Zhou Ziqin immediately became complacent: "So, in fact, I am a very talented person. In time, if Huang Zixia and I join hands, Chonggu will lose your position as the number one detective in the capital! Hahaha..." Huang Zixia and Li Shubai looked at each other helplessly, and unanimously decided to ignore this person. "So, our next breakthrough can only start with the death of Fu Xinruan and Wen Yang."
Wen Yang's home is in Pomegranate Alley, west of Chengdu Fu, where there are many pomegranate trees.It was the end of summer, and the pomegranate flowers were half-damaged, and the fist-sized pomegranates were hanging on the branches, drooping and very cute. The Wen family can be regarded as a good family. In the courtyard of the third entrance, there is a painting of Lin Quan listening to the piano in the main hall, and there is a couplet on the left and right: "Bamboo, rain, pine, organ rhyme, tea smoke, Wuyue, and calligraphy." The one who greeted him was an old butler with white beard and hair, and a worried expression on his face.Come up and bow to them first: "I have seen Catcher Zhou." Zhou Ziqin quickly helped him up: "You don't need to be too polite, old man." The old butler took them to sit down in the hall, asked a little boy to make tea for them, and called the cook and servants at home to meet them. "Our master's ancestors once served as governor of Bingzhou, and then resigned and returned to their original place. The master is thirty-seven years old this year. He was also enthusiastic about fame more than ten years ago, but failed many times, so he faded away. After the death of his parents and wife, The master lived in seclusion and only studied in Laozhuang, planting flowers and weeds in the courtyard on weekdays and avoiding contact with others." Zhou Ziqin nodded and asked: "Then, how did he and Fu Xinruan, the woman who died in love, meet?" "Grandpa left property in the mountains and forests, and his annual income is good. After his wife passed away, he would not continue to take concubines. He always liked Wang Youcheng's poetry the most. He said that Wang Youcheng would not continue, and it would be fine to adopt a smart one among relatives in the future. , " said the butler, and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "May I ask the head catcher, who is this Wang Youcheng?" Zhou Ziqin said, "It's Wang Wei and Wang Mojie." "Oh," the butler replied, but obviously he didn't know who Wang Wei was, so he just continued, "The master has no wife at home, so sometimes he would go to the shop to find a woman or two, but he never brought these things with him." The prostitute came back, but I don't know who it is." Zhou Ziqin quietly lowered his voice and said, "Why don't you follow Wang Wei and live in seclusion now, instead go to Huajie Liuxiang?" Huang Zixia ignored him, and asked the old housekeeper: "Old man, may I ask if your master said anything to you when he went out that day?" "That day...he seemed to be invited by a friend and said that he was going to Songhuali, but I don't remember exactly... Alas, although the master has little assets, the harvest in the mountains and forests has not been good in the past two years. A relative took care of me, and I quit a few years ago. Now there is only me in the family, a cook, a handyman, and my grandson, who occasionally goes out with me," he pointed at the little boy who was making tea. The servant sighed and said, "You said, how can a family prosper without a woman to take care of it? Even a few days ago, a few people from the same poetry club as the master came to pay homage. The one surnamed Qi stayed in the master's study for a long time, and sighed to us, your master should have found a woman to manage it long ago." "So, you don't know anything about your master outside?" "The master never mentioned it, and naturally he wouldn't take us out... I really don't know anything about it." Seeing the old housekeeper's questions, the cook and the boy at home shook their heads, so Zhou Ziqin had no choice but to take Li Shubai and Huang Zixia to the backyard to check. The backyard is the study room, and the whole courtyard is full of green bamboos, bibi-green phoenix trees, green pines and cypresses, and rugged mountains and rocks, giving it a lonely and proud temperament. Zhou Ziqin said: "This reminds me of a place, where is it..." He was still scratching his head and thinking, Li Shubai said next to him: "E Wang Mansion." "That's right, it's King E's courtyard dedicated to drinking tea! This kind of deliberately constructed poetry is really unbearable." Zhou Ziqin touched the goosebumps on his body, walked to the study, and checked the things inside. I saw a row of antique shelves facing the study room, and after bypassing the shelves, there were two rows of bookshelves and a book case.There is a screen behind the book case, dripping with ink, and written with a picture of flying dragons and phoenixes, it is Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn", signed by Bingji Layman. On the wall to the right of the screen hung an old-looking painting of a butterfly resting on a pink hydrangea.The color of the painting is slightly faded, obviously it is old.Among the whole room, only this flower butterfly was so beautiful and lovely, which caused Huang Zixia's gaze to stop for a moment. There are a few sheets of paper on the table, which have been tidied up and placed on the desk. Zhou Ziqin went to pick it up and looked at it. The first word on the first sheet was "Ti", and the last few words were "Tiu Yiyun, why should Tuohuan be able to do it?" Zhou Ziqin read it, looking at Li Shubai and Li Shubai inexplicably. Huang Zixia and Huang Zixia frowned slightly, but Li Shubai had already finished the recitation: "Subhuti, what do you think? Can a streamer recite 'I have attained the fruit of a streamer'?" Huang Zixia suddenly realized, and continued to read: "Subhuti said: 'No, World Honored One. Why? The name of the stream is the stream, but there is no entry, and the name is the stream.'" What was written on that piece of paper was indeed what the two of them read, but he still couldn't figure it out: "What is this?" Huang Zixia explained: "It's a passage in the scriptures. It seems that he copied this scripture. But the order is out of order, so you can't read it for a while." Zhou Ziqin let out an "oh" and put down the scripture. Huang Zixia thought about it for a while, walked over, flipped through the scriptures, and sorted them out again, a little surprised: "The one in front is gone." "Huh?" Zhou Ziqin, who was studying his collection of books, turned to look at her, "Does anyone want this kind of thing? His handwriting is quite ordinary." "Well, the sentence you just read is the first sentence of all the scriptures here." She arranged the other papers, put them on the desk, and used an agate lion to hold them, and then put them on the shelves and in each drawer. I searched again, but couldn't find the first few paragraphs. "The rest are these letters." They found a few letters from a brocade box, opened them, and Zhou Ziqin became excited: "It was written by Fu Xinruan to Wen Yang!" Zhou Ziqin couldn't help sighing and said: "They are very good in daily life, they are really loving and charming." Looking at the following, apart from a few letters from Fu Xinruan, there are mostly poetic associations for entertainment, nothing surprising. Zhou Ziqin said: "It seems that the previous half of the "Diamond Sutra" is gone. Maybe it was swept away by the housekeepers as waste paper. Look at the old and young in the mansion, cooks and handymen, it should be I don’t know a single word, how can I know that some are useful and some are useless!” Huang Zixia shook his head and said, "Because they are illiterate, they will definitely cherish the calligraphy paper, lest they scan the wrong paper and be scolded by the master. Especially, this master seems to be very proud of his calligraphy." "Why do you know that?" Zhou Ziqin asked a little disconvinced when she saw that she said something he hadn't noticed. "The handwriting on this paper is the same as that on the screen, isn't it? If you can make your own handwriting into a floor-to-ceiling screen to appreciate, don't you still feel proud of your own calligraphy?" "But the inscription on the screen is 'Bianji Jushi'!" "Wen Zhe, Soft Ye, Yang Zhe, Hard Ye, Wen Yang thinks his name is soft and hard, hard and soft, so he just took this nickname." "Really?" Zhou Ziqin was dubious, walked into the courtyard, and raised his hand to beckon the handyman who was packing things outside the courtyard: "Hey, come here!" The handyman rushed in quickly and asked, "What's the order of the head arrester?" He asked, "Where did the screen in the study come from?" "It was written by the master himself, and it took about twenty pieces of silk to write it. He seems to like this calligraphy very much, so he specially asked someone to make this screen." Huang Zixia asked the handyman behind Zhou Ziqin: "Have you ever thrown the wastebasket?" "Yes, but you have to speak to the master! Since I was fined for throwing away a poem by the master as waste paper a few years ago, whenever we want to clean up the study, we have to wait until the master is there, and ask him one by one. After that, we dare to lose it." Zhou Ziqin looked at Huang Zixia with admiration, and only had to write "Let's work together to defeat Huang Zixia" on his face. Li Shubai looked around the study again, and then asked the handyman: "When was the painting of the butterfly hydrangea hung?" "It's hard to say...Master has a few Tibetan paintings, some of mountains and rivers, some of which are rivers, and when he is happy, he will change one and hang it by himself. We are servants, so we naturally don't know when we hung it." "When did this painting appear in your memory?" "Uh... it should be in the past few days, anyway, it shouldn't be long, and I haven't seen it before." When the handyman left, Zhou Ziqin looked around and said, "It seems that there are no other abnormalities. Should we stay here?" Huang Zixia pointed her finger in the direction of Songhuali: "Let's go, let's go to the scene of the crime."
As soon as he walked out of Wen Yang's house, Huang Zixia couldn't help but stop when he saw the person standing on the corner of the street. She saw on the other side of the alley, a tall and slender figure standing under the green bamboo by the river. The bamboo rustled, his figure was clear and slender, and the two complemented each other. Huang Zixia looked at him motionless, while Zhou Ziqin happily waved at him and asked, "Huh? Aren't you Yuxuanyu Xuezheng? Do you remember me? We met in Beijing!" Yuxuan nodded to him, his eyes paused for a while on Huang Zixia, he saluted Li Shubai first, and then said to Zhou Ziqin: "I just have something to ask for the young arrester." "Say it, say it!" Zhou Ziqin skipped past. Pointing to an empty pot and a bamboo basket beside him, he said, "This morning, I went to Guangdu Temple to ask for some clean water to pay homage to Huang Shijun." Huang Zixia's body shook suddenly, and she subconsciously tightened her hands.The rein of the horse tightly strangled her palm when she unconsciously tightened it, and it gradually turned blue because it was too tight, but she didn't realize it. Li Shubai saw it, and didn't speak, just raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder.She suddenly woke up, and slowly let go of the rein, but her body still did not move. Zhou Ziqin didn't notice the movement on their side at all, he just gasped and asked Yuxuan, "Is today a big day?" Yu Xuan shook his head and said, "No." "Then..." Zhou Ziqin looked at him suspiciously. "As long as I'm in Chengdu Mansion, I'll go to the tomb every day to clean it." He said, his eyes slid past Zhou Ziqin's body, and then fixed on Huang Zixia's body.His gaze was clearer than the light of the flowing water beside him at this time, and his voice was lower than the wind passing through the bamboo forest at this time: "Last night I occasionally dreamed about the past, and I was grateful, so I went to Master Mu Shan I begged for clean water over there, and brought some fruits to worship." Zhou Ziqin was used to paying attention to those trivial matters, and immediately asked: "Is the clean water at Master Mu Shan's place famous? It seems that many people are asking for it." Yuxuan nodded and said, "Master Mu Shan is the most famous eminent monk in Chengdu with profound morals. Recently, there is even a rumor in the Chengdu Mansion that there is a spring behind his meditation room. After listening to him chanting sutras for many years, the water surged overnight. The world said it was a miracle to turn into a chixu flowing spring. So everyone went to fetch water. It is said that if Master Mu Shan recites the scriptures again, it will become pure water, which can purify the six organs of the living and make the soul of the dead go to rebirth. " Huang Zixia led the horse and stood in the bamboo forest, listening to his eloquence, she felt dazed.Thinking back to when they walked side by side in the streets and alleys of Chengdu, every plant and tree in his mouth seemed to have allusions, which were fascinating. Zhou Ziqin nodded and said, "I'll go get some water for a drink some other day." Yuxuan nodded, bowed to Zhou Ziqin, and said: "Captain Zhou, today I came back from the tomb of my adoptive father, and I went to the yamen to look for you and followed here because there is an important matter that needs to be informed. " Zhou Ziqin quickly asked, "What's the matter?" "When I went to clean the graves a few days ago, I found that the graves of my uncle and brother-in-law had been moved, but the masonry and stone urns were still intact, but the mud tires outside were moving. I wondered if someone intended to dig tomb?" The smile on Zhou Ziqin's face suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but look back at Huang Zixia, and twitched the corner of his mouth at her in embarrassment. He also boasted that he was good at digging graves, but he was discovered by Yu Xuan all of a sudden - but he thought that what Yu Xuan would never discover was that all the people who excavated the graves were standing in front of him, and one It was King Kui of the current dynasty, and the other was the head catcher he came to ask for help. Of course, Yu Xuan didn't know that Zhou Shao, who had a complex expression on his face, was the gravedigger, so he said slowly: "I think everyone in Chengdu knows that Mr. Huang is clean and upright, and most of the tombs are filled with pen and ink." Books, how could a tomb robber target such a tomb?" Zhou Ziqin Zhengyi nodded in awe: "That's right! Brother Yu is right! I think there must be something wrong with this matter!" Huang Zixia bowed her head in silence, only staring at the bamboo branch next to her in a daze. Li Shubai pulled down the bamboo branch and carefully watched the veins on it, as if there were golden and jade mantras on it. Zhou Ziqin glanced at the two of them, seeing that their expressions were gloomy and watertight, and he didn't make a sound to help him, so he could only ask Yu Xuan: "Then what do you mean...why did those people rob Huang Shijun's tomb?" Yu Xuan shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but there must be a reason—for example, I want to use this to disadvantage the new envoy; or Zhou Butou should also know that after Huang Zixia's daughter Huang Zixia fled , so far there is no news. Maybe someone wants to use this to draw Huang Zixia out to his disadvantage?" As soon as Huang Zixia was mentioned, Zhou Ziqin was shocked: "No way? Is there such an intention?" "I don't know...but, I hope Zhou Butou will help me to pay attention to whether there is such a villain who is doing something wrong. Or..." His eyes turned to Huang Zixia, and his voice raised slightly, "Let Huang Zixia know that there may be someone behind the scenes. There is a force that she can't see yet, ready to deal with her." "Oh...we will pay attention, the Yamen will definitely pay more attention to properly protect Huang Shijun's tomb." Zhou Ziqin said, winking secretly at Huang Zixia and Li Shubai, meaning: "Look, this person thinks really well. There are so many, but we didn’t expect that we did it, hahaha!” But Huang Zixia ignored his little expression. She stood in the bamboo forest, pondered for a moment in the bleak wind, then looked up at Yu Xuan with calm and clear eyes: "Thank you for your kindness, and thank you for your concern for Huang Zixia's safety." Think about it. But this matter... I don’t think there may be any forces involved behind it, so there is no need to worry too much.” He looked at her puzzled. She looked away and said, "We did it." Yu Xuan was stunned for a moment, even unsteady on his feet, and took a step back in disbelief.He squeezed out a few difficult words, barely a sentence: "You... are you going to dig the graves of Huang Shijun and others?" Huang Zixia nodded and said, "Yes. We also found conclusive evidence that Huang Zixia was not the murderer." Yu Xuan stared at her, and murmured and asked again: "Are you going to dig... the graves of the relatives of the Huang family?" "Actually, Chonggu was sick that day, so I didn't go. I went with...so I went alone for a new autopsy to overturn the case." Zhou Ziqin covered up Li Shubai, and said proudly, "My hands and feet are clean, right? After opening the tomb for autopsy, I redid it all again. If you don’t go to sweep the tomb every day, I can guarantee that after two or three days, or just a rain, no one will find any clues.” He boasted, but Yu Xuan ignored him at all. He just strode forward, put his hand on Huang Zixia's shoulder, stared at her closely and asked, "What's the result of the re-autopsy? Is the Huang Zixia you're talking about?" What is the conclusive evidence of the murderer? Who is the real murderer? How did he kill? Why do you want to set the blame? What is the method of setting the blame?" Huang Zixia saw that his usually bright and clear eyes were instantly bloodshot, and almost lost his mind, so he could only sigh and said, "Calm down, I haven't found the real culprit yet." "But you... have proved your innocence?" He pressed again. Huang Zixia stared at him silently, slowly pulled his hand off her shoulder, but did not speak. Li Shubai turned to look at Zhou Ziqin, and asked, "Ziqin, I didn't notice just now, how many petals of the hydrangea in Wenyang's room were drawn?" Sweat came down Zhou Ziqin's face immediately: "Huh? Does this have anything to do with this case?" "It's okay, but this king wants to count." He said, turned and left. Zhou Ziqin had no choice but to wave to Huang Zixia with a bitter face, and quickly followed him. Huang Zixia saw Li Shubai leaving with brisk footsteps, so she looked away with peace of mind, nodded to Yuxuan and said, "Yes, the cause of my relative's death was not arsenic." "Isn't it arsenic? Could it be that..." Even though he was mentally prepared, he still couldn't avoid the shock, and could only stand there in a daze, the muscles on his face twitching slightly, horror, regret, joy and fear intertwined into a complex torrent , making him almost unsteady. It wasn't until he took two steps back unconsciously, and his back touched a clump of bamboo, that Yu Xuan leaned on the bamboo, staring at Huang Zixia with vacant and sad eyes, and asked tremblingly, "I... am I wrong?" Huang Zixia stared at him, and said calmly: "Yes. Although I bought arsenic, although you said you saw me holding that bag of arsenic with a strange expression on my face, all of this has nothing to do with the death of my relatives—— Because they didn't die from arsenic." "I... wronged you." He repeated blankly, his body trembling. "Yes. But you didn't believe me, and you took the love letter I wrote to you as evidence, and personally charged me with an indefeasible crime," Huang Zixia didn't avoid his gaze, she looked straight at him, her voice was low And calmly, "Fortunately, we have discovered the indisputable truth, and one day my grievances will be cleared." Yu Xuan opened his eyes wide and stared at her blankly. He saw her standing in front of him, her pupils were clear, and her whole body was covered with the vitality of midsummer.The sunlight shone on her, only making her look brighter and scorching, almost hurting his eyes. Because of the pain in his eyes, he raised the back of his hand to cover her in front of him, and also the thin haze in front of his eyes, so as not to be seen by her, his loss of control and regret. He thought of his resentment at that time, hating her for destroying his home in a flash—after years of wandering, he finally found a corner of shelter, a ray of warmth, but was destroyed by the person he loved.He couldn't get it out of his mind, day and night it was her holding the bag of arsenic, her cold and weird expression at that time... Those loves turned into thick black blood, drowning him overwhelmingly, leaving him He couldn't even wake up.After he came back to his senses, he was already in Jiedu Mansion, and the love letter was already on Fan Yingxi's desk. Leaning against the bamboo behind him, he felt that his whole body was covered in sweat. Fate cut two phantoms in the world in front of his eyes, which made him tremble, his chest felt like a blunt knife cutting his flesh, and the pain was so great that he couldn't extricate himself. A phantom was that in the early summer when he was sixteen years old, he saw Huang Zixia stepping barefoot in the mud, the sun was blurred and flushed, and the whole world was stained like blood.It was their first meeting, so ominously beautiful. As for the other, when he was fourteen years old, he opened his eyes and saw sunlight coming in through the dilapidated window lattice, and the surrounding was eerily quiet, without a sound.He got up from the bed, stumbled out, and then saw the mottled mud wall, with the flushed sunlight reflecting his mother's figure, hanging from the beam, as if still swaying slightly. Life is often like this, whoever you meet, whoever you say goodbye to, they all seem to be of the same color, so you can’t tell whether the fate is joy or sorrow, whether the bright red in front of you is blood or light. 黄梓瑕的声音，在他的耳边恍惚响起：“我已经将当时府中人全都调查了一遍，尚未找到有嫌疑的人。因此，如今先着手调查的，是松花里傅宅的杀人案。” 禹宣用力地呼吸着，胸口急剧起伏，强迫自己镇定下来。他声音略微颤抖，但毕竟还是勉强能成声了：“你说，你已经证明自己不是凶手，因为……那不是砒霜的毒？” “是鸩毒，发作时的状况，与砒霜十分相似，所以就连成都府最著名的老仵作，也多次验错。”黄梓瑕点头。 他望着她，许久，又问：“那么鸩毒是从何而来？又是如何放进去的？若是鸩毒的话，你要在路上不动声色加一点，岂不是比砒霜更加简便？” 黄梓瑕反驳道：“我并无任何方法弄到鸩毒！这种毒药只在宫廷流传，民间鲜少发现。而且，故意用死后模样相同的鸩毒来造成砒霜毒发假象的，必定是他人要栽赃嫁祸给我。” “那么……那封信又如何解释？”他的声音，微颤中含着一丝犹疑，让她知道，他始终还是无法彻底相信自己。 黄梓瑕愣了愣，想起了她当初在龙州时写给禹宣的信，便说道：“那封信……只是我随意发散，你多心而已。” “是吗……”他说着，但终究，望着她的神情还是和缓了，“或许，我之前执着认定你是凶手，大约是我错了……若有什么需要，你尽可来找我，我也想和你一起，将义父义母的死，弄清楚。” “嗯，还有松花里殉情案，此案中有些事情，我确实需要你帮忙。毕竟，这桩案子中，有一个死者也是你认识的人。”黄梓瑕长出了一口气，轻声说，“这回的松花里傅宅案子，可能与我爹娘的事情有关。因为……所用的毒，是一样的。” “鸩毒难道真的如此稀少？”他问。 她点头，说：“对。” 禹宣按住自己的太阳穴，等着眼前那一阵昏黑过去，然后才说：“温阳与我交往不多，但之前曾在同一个诗会中，偶有碰面。” 黄梓瑕便问：“你对他与傅辛阮交往的事情，知晓吗？” 禹宣愣了一下，才想起来什么，问：“听说……他是和一个歌伎，殉情自杀？” 黄梓瑕点头，又问：“他平时为人如何？” 他垂下眼，避开她的目光，低声道：“温阳平时在人前沉默寡言，但私底下……风评不好。” “什么风评呢？”黄梓瑕又追问。 禹宣欲言又止，但见她一直没有放弃，才说：“他私行不端，是以我对他敬而远之。” 黄梓瑕心下了然，大约是温阳出入花柳之地被人发现，以禹宣这种个性，自然不会与他来往。 “那么，其他人也知道温阳的所作所为吗？” 禹宣摇头道：“应该不多，不然我们那个诗会的人大多洁身自好，怎么会与这种人厮混呢？” 黄梓瑕点头，又想起一事，便问：“你如今，常去广度寺沐善法师那边？” 禹宣点头，说道：“世事无常，诸行多变。我近来常看佛经，觉天地浩瀚，身如芥子，凡人在世所受苦难，不过芥子之上微小尘埃。有时候想想，也能暂得一时解脱。” “但终究只是一时而已，不是吗？唯有查明真相，祭奠亲人，才能得永久安宁。” 禹宣凝视着她倔强的面容，轻声说道：“是，阿瑕，我终究不如你洞明透彻。” “我不洞明，也不透彻，我对出世没兴趣，”黄梓瑕摇头道，“这世间，苦难也好，欢喜也罢，我从来不想逃离。该来则来，是好是坏，我必将正面迎击，不到真相水落石出那一天，永不放弃。” 禹宣默然点头，两人站在竹林之中，听着周围流水潺潺，一时无言。 巷子的另一边，李舒白与周子秦已经折返。 李舒白神情平静地看向黄梓瑕，说：“走吧。” 周子秦则兴高采烈地问黄梓瑕：“你知道那幅画上有几片花瓣吗？” 黄梓瑕头也不回，淡淡地说：“许多片。” “哎，你这样的态度，可注定成不了黄梓瑕那样的神探哦！黄梓瑕对案发现场的每一寸、每一丝可都是了如指掌的，哪像你这样啊，态度不端正嘛……” 禹宣向他们行了一礼，带着东西离开了。 李舒白和黄梓瑕都选择了听而不闻，径自上马往前走。 周子秦无奈地噘起嘴，喃喃：“崇古你这个小心眼，不如黄梓瑕就不如嘛，还不承认！”