The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixia nodded and said, "From this, I have been thinking about it for a long time. Aunt Gongsun walked the world, a woman, everywhere in crisis, could she only protect her body with a wooden sword? And after the sword dance that day, because Fan Gongzi blamed him, Wang Prince Yun once smelled the handle of the wooden sword, and it is said that there is a smell of soil."

When Wang Yun saw her looking at him, he leaned back in the chair and opened a smile to her before nodding, and said, "That's true."

"I have also checked the hilt. The surface facing the sword body is covered with a little dirt. If you just drop the sword on the ground, what if you just throw the sword on the ground, what about it? Can it touch the sword body? What's more, the floor of the water pavilion was so clean at that time, and your last action was lying on the ground and the clothes were very clean. Why was there mud on the hilt of the sword?" Huang Zixia said, and picked up the sharp sharp blade again. , Pointing the sharp blade down, pointing to the cross section above, "Look, everyone, there are grooves on the blade body, and there are small holes in the card slot. I think this dagger should be the same as my hairpin, with the universe inside. "

As she said, she held the hairpin on her head, pinched the hairpin of the curly grass, and took out the finer hosta inside, leaving only the silver hairpin on the outside in the hairpin for everyone to see clearly. Insert the hosta inside, and then took the long wooden sword brought by the grandmother Gongsun on the table, carefully observed for a moment, and then clicked on a smoother pattern on it and twisted it down. Sure enough, With a slight slap, the sword body and the hilt were separated, but the inside was not solid, there was a thin space. There was a groove on the hilt, Huang Zixia aligned the sharp blade in his hand with the buckle, aligned the holes and turned it left and right, and finally installed it.

Aunt Gongsun's complexion finally turned pale. She and Yin Siniang leaned together, and their bodies began to weaken. The two of them could only lean on the railing slowly, their lips were blue and trembling, but they couldn't say anything.

"I don't know...has the auntie killed anyone before? You are bold and smart enough. You have chosen the most chaotic and safest time, and made full use of dance and crime equipment-of course, one who is good at tricks. Si Niang, can arrange all the details for you-however, under the eyes of so many people at the scene, you know that as long as someone turns your head you will find you in the dark, but you are still willing to give it a go. And, accurate and ruthless Spicy, in such a rush of time, you can still pierce the judge's heart with a single knife, without making any noise or getting stuck in the ribs. Even when you stabbed your heart, you turned your dagger and stirred it a few times. His heart made no response, and he died immediately. Even the girl from the Zhou family in the Bisha cubby close at hand did not notice any sound." Huang Zixia's voice was calm and gentle, and he could not hear any emotions, even a little bit. Indifferent, "Of course, your luck is also very good. At the beginning, Judge Qi was sitting in front of you. You didn’t have a chance to get close at that time. But you said at the time that this beautiful dance can be the same reward with your sweetheart, and Judge Qi is trying to please Zhou. Family girl, so she really removed her chair and went to the last Bisha cupboard. And when you murdered, Fan Gongzi was vomiting, and the stench was blown over by the wind, covering up the **** smell and making Miss Zhou's face just turned around, her eyes just avoiding you."

Gongsun Yuan stood under the lamp, the light shining on her body, like a cold orchid in the wind, extremely slender and extremely bleak.

"After you killed someone, you should have brought the dagger back to the wooden sword immediately. However, it takes some time to install the blade back. It is not as easy as taking it off, and it is absolutely difficult to align the button in the dark. It’s easy to reveal the fact that there is blood in it, so you have to give up this dagger. And if you insert it into a crack in the stone like this, there will definitely be blood on the stone slab or seeping out of the soil, and it will be discovered by someone. The son fell on the ground drunk after vomiting. You naturally hate him for his frivolousness, so you simply wipe the blood off with his clothes, then insert it into the stone crevice, and finally take the hilt of the sword and put it on directly. The clothes are seamless... No NS?"

In the silence of the crowd, Gongsun Yuan bit her lower lip firmly and forcibly stopped the trembling of her lips. After a long time, she reluctantly asked in a dumb voice: "Then... Judge Qi has no grievances with me, I... …Is there any reason to kill him?"

"Are there no grievances and no enmity?" Huang Zixia said, putting away all the belongings of Aunt Gongsun, and nodding to Zhou Ziqin instead.

Zhou Ziqin understood, and immediately took out some things and put them on the table of the water pavilion.

The things he put on the table were all kinds of things, messy--

A dark blue purse; a book by Zhonghui; a picture scroll of Qingsong and Qin; a stack of vulgar poetry papers in various shapes...

In the eyes of everyone, Huang Zixia showed these things to everyone one by one, saying: "This is what I found in the judge Qi's house and felt wrong - first, this pile of poems. All these poems came from Wutong Street in Chengdu Mansion, almost all of them came from the hands of women from Fengchen, using the name Wen Yang."

Fan Yuanlong asked in amazement: "Wen Yang? Isn't it the person who died in love with Fu Xinruan? How could the poem he received was in the judge's home?"

"Yes, and afterwards, we visited Wutong Street and found people who gave out these love poems in various prostitutes. The other party stated that there was indeed a guest named Wen Yang, who was friendly, gentle and laughed. Making a pornographic song with lewd words-almost completely different from Wen Yang, who has a cold personality."

"Could it be that..." Everyone had a thought in their hearts, and they were silent for a while, unable to speak.

"More than that. Please take a look at this Qing Song Fuqin painting. From the perspective of the paper texture, painting technique and artistic conception, it is completely different from the one in Qi Judge's house. As far as we know, Wen Yang originally hung in the study room. It is indeed such a picture, but it disappeared before and after Wen Yang's death."

Huang Zixian took out another painting and said, "And this hydrangea butterfly, we got it from Wenyang's room. His servant said that a picture of green pine originally hung at home, I don’t know what it is. It was changed to this one at that time, but we never found the so-called green pine picture in his home."

"And in the house of judge Qi, it was a hydrangea butterfly originally hanging!" Zhou Ziqin nodded and said, "So we have full confidence that the two paintings in their study must have been dropped, Su Xi Yajing In the Wenyang study of Chang Du Qingsong, a picture of hydrangea and butterflies was replaced, and how could there be a different picture of green pine in the home of the judge of Qi, where the rose and cuckoo were hung in the study?"

Zhou Xu hurriedly asked, "So, what is the purpose of swapping these two paintings?"

"The intention is actually a painting." Huang Zixian said, taking out the letter from Fu Xinruan found in Wen Yang's house, and reading it to everyone: "...Think of the sweet-scented osmanthus in front of the court. There are two or three left, and cherish the collection, and make sweet-scented osmanthus honey for the king. The sun is scarce in Shu, and it gradually pales in the days. The rouge given by the Japanese king before the opening of the seal, the fragrance is deep, the pink is delicate, like a hydrangea before the king’s case Butterfly painting..."

She put down the letter and sighed softly: "People who associate with Fu Xinruan pay great attention to their own tracks. The names he uses in weathered places have always been other people's names. Fu Xinruan is no exception. She has always They all call the other party "Wen Lang", and always mention "Wen Yang" in writing to their sisters. Therefore, this so-called "Wen Yang" carefully concealed his deeds and never stayed in the brothel. He wrote down his own scraps of paper, and there were very few letters in the communication with Fu Xinruan. This might be the only letter passed between them—so he took it and put it beside Wen Yang as evidence. Because of this letter, Wen Yang, the ghost of the dead, has had a relationship with Fu Xinruan. At the same time, he also used this letter to induce us to treat their poisoned deaths as a "satisfaction" to conceal the sky and the sea, to cover our eyes and ears."

Fan Yuanlong jumped up immediately, stammered and asked: "You...you mean, this warm sun is not really warm sun...No, really warm sun, isn't this warm sun?"

Although his words were inverted, everyone understood what he meant, and all of them stayed there for a while.

Huang Zixian nodded and said, "It is exactly, the'Wen Yang' in the letter and the'Wen Yang' that Fu Xinruan met are not really warm and warm. But there is a person whose name is the same as Wen Yang. It was a couple, so he often used this pseudonym to hang around in Huajie Liuxiang. All the people who gave him love letters called him "Wen Yang"-no one knew, his name was actually Qi Teng, Qi Hanyue, nicknamed Young Master Hanyue."

Thinking of Qi Teng’s gentle and calm appearance in front of others, everyone couldn’t imagine him fighting with another person in Liuxiang, Huajie, and Fan Yuanlong asked: “Duke Yang, if you say so, judge Qi will openly pretend to be Wen Yang’s. The name is hustling in Liuxiang, Huajie, didn't he think about it, maybe one day, he will be here and be discovered by others? And if he is hit by Wen Yang, wouldn't it be worse?"

Huang Zixian shook his head and said, "No, judge Qi has a perfect solution. He chose to pretend to be Wen Yang. Of course, it is not only because the other's name coincides with himself, but also because they are both parents died, his wife died young, and a little bit more. Because he knew that he would never meet Wen Yang in a brothel."

Zhou Ziqin quietly said: "Chonggu, but the servant of Wenzhai said that he would occasionally go to Fireworks Lane..."

"The place he went is completely different from the place where the judge Qi went--" Huang Zixia said, taking out the blue square Sheng pattern from the pile of charming poems, and said, "In this Among the piles of poems, this is a very special one, because it comes from Xiaohuguan, which is a place where people of good south wind go."

Everyone showed a stunned look, and felt that these things were difficult to say, they could only look at each other without making a sound.

"So Wen Yang and Fu Xinruan are absolutely impossible to die in love. Because he has no interest in women. After the death of his wife, he never thought of renewing the strings. In order to hide his secrets, he took advantage of it every time. In the middle of the night, I went quietly to the shameful place, and then came back quietly-how could a person like this be in love with Fu Xin and Ruan Lang for several years, and how could he give her sweet-scented osmanthus and rouge to even Fu Xin A woman like Ruan, whom countless people admire, send her heart to him?” Huang Zixia calmly and slowly analyzed, as if she was really an eunuch, not a seventeen-year-old girl. "And judge Qi knows that Wen Yang used a fake Zhonghui handwriting in an attempt to deceive...something that a man likes. Others may not care about it, but he is accustomed to messing around, so he knows it well. He feels confident about it. In the name of Wen Yang, when he was eager to get rid of Fu Xinruan, he pulled the real Wen Yang over, as a substitute for the dead, and paid for himself the bondage. At this time, of course, he also wants to eliminate all Wen Yang around him that could leak him. The secrets include the fake Zhonghui handwritten script and Wen Yang's love poems written by Xiaohao. At the same time, he also tried every possible means to change things in an attempt to create the illusion that Wen Yang had really had a deep relationship with Fu Xinruan. "

When Zhou Xu listened, he couldn't help but sighed in pain: "Li Daitao is stiff, and he has crossed the sea without telling the truth. This Qi Judge is really thoughtful! Fortunately..."

Fortunately, his daughter Zhou Ziyan did not marry this person. Everyone thought in their hearts. But then I thought, Qi Teng and Fu Xinruan have been dating for several years, and they have been doing well. This time, the killer is painful. Yan knows that it is not to climb the high branch of the prefecture and marry the prefect, in order to eliminate the troubles forever?

"However, when the letter Fu Xinruan wrote to him was used as evidence, there was a loophole, that is, the painting'Hydrangea Butterfly' mentioned in the letter. Therefore, all those who really own this painting Teng, I can only think of a way to take this painting to Wen Yang’s house—an excuse? Of course, people from the same poetry club came to pay memorial service. The Wen Yang family’s people don’t know a single character, so naturally they don’t pay attention to calligraphy and painting. So when I asked afterwards, they didn’t even know when the painting appeared. After Qi Teng secretly exchanged the Qingsong painting, he found that one of the original four paintings in his study was missing, which was very uncoordinated. The green pine painting is about the same size, and it is a plant, so I hang it and put it here for now-who knows, until he died, I haven't prepared another painting, and left a trace." Huang Zixia said, and put two layers of " The "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra" was placed on the table and said, "In order to create signs of Wen Yang and Fu Xinruan being intimate, Qi Teng also made other tricks. For example, he stole a part of Wen Yang's manuscript and secretly hid it in Fu. Xin Ruan’s home. For example, some daily handwritten books. However, he may be too flustered when he stole, and he took away what shouldn’t be, and was also mixed in. For example, the left half of the "Diamond Sutra" was from Wen Wen It was found in Yang’s home, and the half on the right was found in Fu Xinruan’s house to prove that the two of them are actually in daily communication. Unfortunately, he didn’t know that Wen Yang wrote this book "King Kong "The Classics", but it has other uses."

Everyone checked the appearance of the "Diamond Sutra" handwritten by Wen Yang. Master Mu Shan first said: "These pages of Buddhist scriptures have a lot of margins left. It looks a bit like the butterfly costumes that have been popular in recent years. ."

"Exactly. Wen Yangxiang comes from Jin's calligraphy, so the specially written "Diamond Sutra" is obviously to be bound into a book and given away. So how can we divide this scripture in half and put it in the hands of others? Obviously it is not suitable. Common sense."

Zhou Ziqin looked at Gongsun Yuan and Yin Luyi, and when he wanted to order someone to be arrested, he suddenly remembered something and quickly asked: "Chonggu, I have a question, and you have to answer it."

Huang Zixia looked at him and nodded.

"Is there such a possibility that someone else pretending to be Wen Yang, when he killed Fu Xinruan, deliberately planted and blamed Judge Qi?"