The Golden Hairpin

As the carriage went all the way, Governor Liu looked at the young man with drooping eyes and a look of bad luck, and hesitated whether to let him come into contact with the case.

Zhou Ziqin patted his chest and said, "Nonsense, I am now the chief catcher of Shu County, can I have no helper by my side? Not to mention Chong... Xiao Chong is very powerful. Although he is young, he has already done my true story. !"

The people at Zongzheng Temple asked: "Young Master Zhou has an assistant, so how come you carry the box yourself?"

Zhou Ziqin was taken aback, staring at the box in his arms, stunned: "This...this..."

"I want to help Young Master carry it." Huang Zi Xia muttered next to him: "But Young Master's box contains countless top secrets. He is afraid that if I learn it, Changan's first job will change."

The two people next to him felt very reasonable, and nodded thoughtfully, just looking at Zhou Ziqin's gaze, which seemed a bit contemptuous.

"It's impossible! Master, my skills, can't you learn it in 20 or 30 years? What is a box?" Zhou Ziqin denied, and secretly gave Huang Zixia a thumbs up.

Huang Zi Xia lowered his eyes, still with that lifeless expression.

The journey is not far, and soon we have arrived at the Royal Mansion of E.

Huang Zixia has been here many times, but this time the Royal Mansion of E was different from her usual visits. The mansion is setting up a mourning hall. The people in the E King’s Mansion, who were already worried last time, knew the exact news of the E King. All of them were desperate and helpless.

In one day, the two palaces have undergone tremendous changes, and everyone is in danger of being annihilated.

Huang Zixia lowered his eyes, followed Zhou Ziqin without squinting, and entered the back hall.

The body of King E was lying there quietly. She has already searched the body, and now all that needs to be confirmed is the wound-in this regard, as a woman, she is not as convenient as Zhou Ziqin.

Zhou Ziqin took out the thin leather gloves and put them on, inspecting Li Run's body, and said casually: "Examination--"

Huang Zixia had already prepared his pen and ink, and quickly wrote down on the paper.

The remains of King E are still peaceful, his muscles are slightly twisted, and his eyes and lips are closed. The body was six feet long, thin, with fair skin and a blood hole in his heart. Wearing a gray cotton coat and plain silk shoes, the body is flat and soothing. Slightly cyan corpse spots on the back and joints, acupressure can fade, like dermatoglyphs and paper-like spots, the eyes begin to become cloudy, and the oral mucosa is slightly soluble.

Preliminary judgment of the time of death: around the time of yesterday.

The cause of death was first determined: the sharp blade stabbed the heart, and the heart vein was damaged and died.

The shape of the wound...

When Zhou Ziqin said this, he paused hesitantly, looking at the wound, silent.

Huang Zixia held the booklet and looked at the wound, and asked, "How is it?"

He looked at Governor Liu and Duke Wu next to him. Seeing that they were also looking at him with concern, he turned his head and looked at Huang Zixian again, opening his mouth with hesitation on his face.

The pen in Huang Zixia's hand filled the inkstone with ink, looked at him calmly, and nodded.

Zhou Ziqin saw that her expression was the same, and said solemnly: "The wound is long and narrow, it should be wounded by a dagger or a dagger, the direction... slightly to the lower left."

Huang Zixian stayed quiet and wrote the original sentence without missing a word, then put aside his pen and gently dried the ink.

Governor Liu got up and walked over, looked at the words on it, and asked, "Is there anything abnormal?"

"Look, Governor Liu, this wound, it..." Zhou Zi Qinzheng said here, only feeling that the sleeves of his clothes were being pulled slightly, he turned his head slightly and saw Huang Zixia next to him, although she pretended to clean up The things on the table only glanced up at him, but the worry and dignity in that gaze caused him to close his mouth quickly.

He saw her lips slightly open, and said in a low voice: "Self-preservation is the best. Don't talk too much."

Zhou Ziqin chewed her words in her heart, and suddenly understood.

Even King Kui can't fight against the power, how can he tell the truth at this moment? As soon as the truth was uttered, there was only one dead end between him and Huang Zixia beside him.

Therefore, Zhou Ziqin only hesitated for a while, and said, "It seems that this wound should have been wounded with a very sharp knife. Look, Governor Liu, the wound is so smooth and perfect, have you seen it before..."

Governor Liu saw that he stretched out his hand to stroke the blood hole, as gentle as stroking a blooming flower. He suddenly felt creepy, and quickly stepped back and said: "Where have I met? You know that I am in charge of the civil service in the Criminal Department. , How is it possible to touch these?"

"Yes, Governor Liu is a literati. I heard that the poems are among the best in the penalty department." Zhou Ziqin grinned reluctantly and complimented.

Governor Liu shook his head triumphantly: "I dare not dare not, when my father was in the criminal department, he was second in the criminal department."

Zhou Ziqin only felt that his hands were trembling slightly, and quickly pretended to be excited, motioned to Huang Zixian to hand over the autopsy form, and asked: "Governor Liu is suspicious of this examination?"

Governor Liu read it again and saw that it was clear and clear. He remembered that it was exactly the same as Zhou Ziqin's words, so he praised Zhou Ziqin and asked Zhou Ziqin to sign, and then he wrote on the right, Zongzheng Temple. The official also held his name nearby.

Give the transcribed autopsy list to Governor Liu, and Huang Zixia put the original in the box. It was still Zhou Ziqin carrying the box, and the two left the Royal Mansion of E.

The people in the Criminal Department knew Zhou Ziqin well, and the coachman who sent them home grabbed a handful of chestnuts for him and asked, "Master Zhou, is it okay for your father to be in Shudi now? When will you come back to see the gangsters in the Criminal Department? Huh? Everyone missed him."

"Oh, he... he has just arrived in Shudi now and he is very busy. I've seen it for a while." He said, as if afraid of the cold outside, he quickly got into the car.

Huang Zixia climbed into the carriage and found him sitting on a low stool in the carriage, in a daze.

She called out: "Zi Qin."

Zhou Ziqin let out an "Ah" and shook his hand. Just now, the chestnuts had been scattered all over the ground from his hands.

Huang Zixia glanced at him, knelt down and picked up the chestnuts one by one. The car was cramped. She squatted on the ground and saw his hand shaking violently.

She opened his palm and stuffed the chestnut into his hand.

Zhou Ziqin nervously listened to the movement outside the car, then desperately lowered his voice, and asked, "What's the matter? Why...Why did King E commit suicide?"

She nodded and said, "So I didn't elaborate on you before. It's hard to tell, but I know you can understand it at a glance."

"Nonsense! King E's wound is slightly to the left. There are only two possibilities, one is that the murderer is left-handed, and the other is that he committed suicide with a dagger in his right hand!"

Huang Zixian calmly said: "There is another possibility that someone hugged King E from behind and stabs his chest with his right hand."

"Yes, this can also cause the lower left wound, but the problem is that after King E was assassinated, he still shouted to the people who rushed to say that King Kui killed me. This shows that he had spare capacity to struggle at the time! So if someone restrains him from the rear, as soon as he struggles, there will be signs of damage on his body, and his hands will inevitably resist subconsciously, but King E does not, he has no signs of damage at all on his body, so this possibility is ruled out!"

Hearing that he was so excited and his voice became louder and louder, Huang Zixia pressed her finger to her lips and made a "silence" motion.

Zhou Ziqin bit his tongue desperately and blocked his words abruptly. His eyes widened, he dared not speak any more, only glared at Huang Zixia, waiting for her to answer her questions.

Huang Zixia closed his eyes, leaned against the car wall, and said nothing.

Zhou Ziqin, who was anxious all the way, immediately jumped out of the carriage and ran inside.

Huang Zixia followed him to the backyard. He closed the door and bolted it firmly. Then he grabbed her sleeve and asked urgently, "You tell me! Why did King E commit suicide? Why did King Kui become a murderer? Why did King E tell everyone that King Kui killed him before he died?"

Huang Zixian brushed away his hand and sat in front of the mirror in his room. While washing off the disguised things on his face with clear water, he repeated the situation yesterday, but asked: "Do you think, in this world, there are What can I do to make King E not even care for his life, and would rather die, but also to ruin King Kui and fall into desperation?"

Zhou Ziqin sat in front of her blankly, his face was pale, and he was sluggish for a long time before he opened his lips and asked, "Contemplation?"

Huang Zixia nodded, but said nothing.

"But, it's impossible to use soul contemplation out of thin air? For no reason, how could King E hate King Kui so much that he wants to change his life? Besides, it was not said that King E has stayed away from the palace for three months. Can anyone cast a spell on him?"

"Also, how did he disappear from the sky where he jumped from Xiangluan Pavilion..." Huang Zixian closed her eyes, shook her head, and said in a low voice, "This case is so terrible and weird. I don't know... Only in the end can we continue to take the next step..."

Zhou Ziqin was also helpless, only thinking about this terrible case. He stared at Huang Zixia blankly, as if seeing a huge vortex slowly spinning behind her. Like the mouth of a giant beast, blood and darkness spread from it, like thousands of thorny vines crawling out. Before she could detect it in the future, she was already tightly bound, being dragged into it inch by inch, unable to escape.

Cold sweat dripped from Zhou Ziqin's forehead, and he couldn't help standing up and calling her in a trembling voice: "Chonggu..."

She washed her hands and turned her head to look at him.

He trembled and said, "Let's escape... Let's escape..."

Huang Zixia lowered his eyes, looked at the remaining drops of water in his hand, thinking about the word "escape" that Di Cui left them. At this moment, after all, even a careless person like Zhou Ziqin knew that the only way out in the face of such a terrifying power was to escape.

But she closed her eyes and shook her head slowly and hard.

"Ziqin, thank you very much. But if I escape, what will King Kui do? Hiding in a dark corner to live in the world is not the life I want."

When her relatives died and she was falsely accused of being the murderer, she would rather go north to Chang'an, desperately seeking a glimmer of hope, than accept such a life.

And now, she has the same choice.

"What I want is to live with my beloved person in the sun. We walk hand in hand, and go wherever we want. If we can't have such a life, then... even if I die, what pity do I have? "

Seeing such a firm expression on her pale face, Zhou Ziqin suddenly felt her chest surge. He couldn't speak, so he nodded vigorously.

She was also very emotional, unable to speak for a long time, only glanced at him quietly, changed her clothes inside, and put on the sable cloak that she had taken off, ready to leave.

He walked her to the court and watched her go through the heavy door. The cold wind roared outside, and she wrapped her cloak tightly. Even though she was wearing such a heavy fur, her figure was still slender and slender. In the wind at this time, she looked like an easy-folding aster, but she was always swaying in the wind and smoke, without fear.

He stared at her back blankly, and suddenly realized in his heart that she was Huang Zixia and she was not Yang Chonggu.

She is a young girl, she is a woman with well-balanced muscles and bones, a beautiful face, from the tips of her hair to the tips of her fingers, all soft and lovely, Huang Zixia.

He has never had that young **** Yang Chonggu who can be called a brother.

I do not know whether it is regret or joy.