The Golden Hairpin

Fu's House in Songhuali.

Fu Xinruan has been famous in Jiangnan since she was twelve years old. Various song and dance studios competed to hire her to arrange and choreograph. And she didn't have a mother and a maid to hold back. So after she came to Shu County, she bought a small room in Songhua. Courtyard, live alone.

Zhou Ziqin tore off the seal on the door and took out the key to open the lock.

Huang Zixian saw another note sticking to the door, which said, "I am coming to the inn in Zizhuli, and I'll do it."

There is no signature below, only a small paper kite is drawn.

Huang Zixia was still watching. An aunt next to them came out and saw them. She hurried up and said to Zhou Ziqin: "Young man, this is an official seal. If you tear it off, it will lead to a lawsuit!"

Zhou Ziqin pulled at his public uniform and said with a smile: "Auntie, I belong to the government."

The aunt asked quickly again: "So...is this case settled?"

"That's not true, aren't we investigating this?"

"Oh, hurry up and investigate! There was a murder case in this yard, and two of them died. The people next to us were panicked and we couldn't sleep well at night!"

"Yes, madam, leave it to us." Zhou Ziqin said, suddenly remembering something, and asked, "By the way, madam, can I ask you something, does the uncle Wenyang come here often?"

"How do I know? This girl Fu has a weird temper! There is a woman in the house who waits on her, she doesn't go out every day. We can't even see her figure in daily life. She has lived here for about a year. I have only seen four or five faces, let alone what Uncle Wen? Don’t say, she is really beautiful, just a look of fate, the first time I saw her, I felt that her life was not good!" Auntie shook I looked at Zhou Ziqin again, "Hey, I'm telling you, madam, I have seen a lot of people, and I have a good eye. For example, you, when I see you, you have a husband and wife relationship with a little niece of my family. , You leave an address, my niece will come another day and I will call you, are you optimistic?"

It was easy to get rid of the aunt who suddenly came up to be a matchmaker. Zhou Ziqin unlocked the door and closed the door as soon as he entered. He leaned against the door and took a breath: "No wonder Fu Xinruan doesn't go out all day. If he is caught by this neighbor Lived, isn’t it just a day’s end?"

Huang Zixian and Li Shubai agreed, comforted him, and went to the house to check.

The front yard is a small patio with two clusters of flowers and fruits and a few pots of orchids. On the altar table in the hall, there is a censer and incense burner, which enshrines a woman. The woman in brocade clothes and jade looks, dancing with a sword, her clothes and ribbons flying in the wind, like a fairy.

Huang Zixia's eyes fell on her hand. The sword she is holding is a dull iron sword. The sword is short and small. It does not look like a long sword, nor is it like a sword used for dancing. On the contrary, it looks like an inconspicuous sword. Rusty dagger.

Li Shubai's attention was also on the dagger, and he whispered: "Did you see that dagger?"

"Well, the prince knows its origin?"

"This is the dagger that Emperor Taizong gave to Empress Wu to subdue the'Lion Cong'. It was later given to Aunt Gongsun and passed to her disciple Li Shiniang. Seventeen years ago, Yunshao's six daughters entered Beijing. It was this dagger that Gongsun Yuan used to perform dances at that time." Li Shubai said, and his eyes fell thoughtfully on her body, "This dagger was originally Taizong's personal belongings. , Cast into twenty-four pieces, only this one was selected by Taizong and worn with him. Legend has it that the sea country’s cold iron will never rust. Who knows that it will become the rusty appearance it is now when it leaves the palace."

Huang Zixian said: "It can be seen that the rumors are not enough to be believed."

Li Shubai nodded and said: "So after seeing this dagger from Gongsun Yuan, the first emperor sighed and said that the thing that Emperor Taizong loved at that time has become like this. Time flies, it is really unforgiving."

Huang Zixia remembered that the Emperor Xian was once called "Little Taizong", and admired Taizong's elegance the most, and then looked at the dagger in the woman's hand on the painting, thinking of the feelings of Li Shubai's father, she couldn't help but sigh.

Behind him, Zhou Ziqin fastened the latch and ran over to them and asked them, "Can you start checking?"

"Go and take a look at the back first." The three of them walked to the back and saw the crape myrtle flower in full bloom in the small courtyard behind, clusters of purple flowers blooming in layers, very gorgeous, covering the Qin Pavilion study.

They entered the study room and saw that there were several floor-to-ceiling bookshelves with scrolls on them. Huang Zixian opened it up a few times, and they all looked like symbols from the heavens.

Li Shubai took it and said, "Four-stringed four-phase Yanyue half-character score. This is the score for pipa. It should be used in the choreography or arrangement of Fu Xinruan. The other ones are probably also scores."

Huang Zixian went to check it again. She still understood the piano score, but she didn't know anything about the dance score, so she had to put it down first.

Zhou Ziqin found a stack of paper in the drawer, his eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Look at this!"

When they looked over, they found that it was a stack of hand-copied "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra". The handwriting was exactly the same as the half in Wen Yang's study.

Zhou Ziqin quickly flipped through the stack of scriptures, and found that the last page reads "Subhuti, the so-called Dharma person, that is, non-Dharma. Subhuti."

It's just connected to the word "ment" below, and it's the same handwriting. Then Zhou Ziqin patted the scriptures in his hands and said: "Since the two are together, there must be something left by Wen Yang on Fu Xinruan's side. That's not it."

Huang Zixian nodded and said, "This scripture should definitely be Wen Yang's undoubtedly."

"But a scripture is useless for us to investigate the case." Zhou Ziqin threw it on the dusty table in frustration, and said, "I have to find other evidence to know why they died in love."

Li Shubai looked at the stack of papers and asked Huang Zixia, "Can you see the difference?"

Huang Zixia knew that there was dust on the table, and he wouldn't take it, so he flipped through it himself, nodded and said, "Well, it seems to be useful."

Zhou Ziqin hurriedly grabbed the stack of paper with the Diamond Sutra copied, and repeatedly asked, "Where and where? What's the difference?"

Huang Zixia explained: "There is a lot of white space around the paper. We guessed it might be used to frame it as a butterfly costume."

Zhou Ziqin is inexplicable: "What's wrong with the butterfly costume? It looks pretty."

Huang Zixia could only give up, stood up and walked to her closet box cage, opened it and checked it carefully. There were one or two men's underwear in it. She picked them up and gave them to Zhou Ziqin, asking him to compare them with Wen Yang's daily clothes. Turning over Fu Xinruan's daily clothes again, she sees that in summer, she is mostly covered in brightly colored gauze with soft texture, goose yellow, light blue, white moon, white and pink, which is indescribably lively.

Standing in front of this cabinet of clothes, she couldn't help but move her face. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to slowly brush across the various gauze and silk, watching their light and fluttering colors brightly blend into the color of spring and summer in front of her eyes.

Zhou Ziqin, who was turning over a man's clothes, turned to look at her, and couldn't help laughing: "Chonggu, it's okay if you look like a woman, do you still like women's clothes?"

Huang Zixian silently closed the cabinet door, then checked Fu Xinruan's jewelry box, and said: "You know at a glance, you don't understand women."

Zhou Ziqin laughed at her: "Hey, it sounds like you know it well."

Huang Zixia ignored him and opened the jewelry box in front of him. There are many flower hairpin jewelry in the box. In addition to ordinary flowers and birds, there are also various chic hairpin rings such as dragonflies and grasshoppers, which are very cute. There are also several gold jump jade bracelets, all of which are pressed under the hairpin.

Under all the jewelry, there is a single red sandalwood box, pressed at the bottom.

Huang Zixian opened the box and found that it was an incomparably lustrous suet jade bracelet. Under the sky light from outside the window, a layer of light floated on the surface of the jade, as if it was covered with a thin layer of smoke.

She placed the bracelet in front of her eyes for a long time, the color of the jade seemed to flow with the change of the sky, and countless shapes could be transformed into it.

Such a rare treasure, no wonder Fu Xinruan would put it in a small box separately and keep it properly.

Huang Zixian put the bracelet back in the box and asked, "Has Gongsun Yuan been here before?"

Zhou Ziqin said in surprise, "Isn't it possible? Fu Xinruan was already dead when Gongsun Yuan came here. After the autopsy was completed, it was sealed. There is no trace of the seal being moved. Moreover, the courtyard wall is quite high. Can she still come in by flying over the wall?"

"Well...so she should have bought the old man in Shouyizhuang after Fu Xinruan died, and went in to see Fu Xinruan?"

"It should be." Zhou Ziqin said.

Huang Zixian looked at Li Shubai thoughtfully. Li Shubai had a natural connection with her, and instantly understood what she was thinking: "That bracelet."

After Fu Xinruan's death, before Gongsunyuan entered Yizhuang, Fu Xinruan's bracelet had already appeared by Gongsunyuan's side.

How it appeared in her hands is definitely a question worth pursuing.

Li Shubai took the box in her hand, took out the bright jade bracelet inside, and carefully examined it before his eyes.

Seeing his brows frowned slightly, Huang Zixian asked him in a low voice, "The prince recognizes the origin of this bracelet?"

Li Shubai turned his head to look at her. The bracelet was too transparent, and sunlight reflected on it, and then reflected on his face, making the curvature of his lips seem to be reflected by the light, showing a worried and surprised look.

He whispered: "This is an old thing from the palace."

Huang Zixia was immediately stunned.

"Furthermore, it was just carved out by the inner court shortly before the father's death that year."

He didn't say who belonged to it, but Huang Zixia knew that when the first emperor was old, the only person close to him was the mother of E King Li Run, and then the mad Concubine Chen.

Knowing that she must have thought about it, Li Shubai nodded slightly and said: "The thing in the palace appears next to a Kauki who committed suicide. The whole story must be twists and turns."

Huang Zixia nodded and asked, "Are you sure... that person's?"

"Well, before the death of the emperor, I used to visit the sick. At that time, she always served him in front of the hospital bed personally. This bracelet is also her beloved thing and is often worn on her hand. The shiny lines I have seen are always forever will not forget."

Huang Zixian nodded and returned the bracelet to Zhou Ziqin. Seeing that he was also holding the bracelet over and over again, she changed the subject and asked: "By the way, Ziqin, didn't you say that Fu Xinruan had a servant here? Later, because she wanted to Married, so she was sent home. Has this servant found it now?"

"Oh, people have been asked to look for it a long time ago. It is said to be from Hanzhou. It is very close. You can find it in a few days." Zhou Ziqin said, quickly threw away the bracelet, leaned close to her with a smile, and whispered. "It is said that this servant woman cooks good dishes, especially the pepper chicken, which is so fragrant that it disturbs the entire Songhua Alley. Then we can ask her to cook and eat!"