The Golden Hairpin

"I knew... the day he prepared poison wax pills for himself, I knew he was going to be like my father..." Di Cui murmured, slowly lowering Father Zhang's hand. She wants to help Zhang Father, but she is fragile, how can she support him?

"I'm coming." Zhou Ziqin said, and took Father Zhang to the house. Huang Zixian touched his pulse. Although the pulse was weak, it was still stable, so she let go of her heart and said: "It's a short breath. It's better to take a break."

Di Cui only stared at Father Zhang in a daze, without saying a word.

Zhou Ziqin wanted to say a few more times, but after all he still said, "Before, when you were at the entrance of the alley, did you write the word'escape' for us?"

Di Cui nodded, with red and swollen eye circles, and said stupidly: "When I came back from Shu, I felt something was wrong with Zhang Er. He often sighed and sighed and sat alone in the yard all night. How can I comfort him? It's useless; he turned over a few poison wax pills from my father's side and hid them quietly; he...he even took me out, using me as a cover, to talk secretly with a young man."

Zhou Ziqin asked with surprise: "Young man? What can I say with a child, is it worth your uneasiness?"

"Because... I heard the boy say that father-in-law wants Huang Zixia, don't get in the way." Di Cui said, covering his face, and cried out sadly, "I know Huang Zixia is Father Yang...I don't Knowing what to do, Xingying wanted to kill her, but I remember Grandpa Yang used to tell me the word "escape" in my ear, so that I could get my life back after my father died... so I think, so I think, I must also pay her this escape character..."

Huang Zixia put on makeup on her face, she was completely unrecognizable, but she couldn't help feeling sore when she heard her say this, turned her face away, and whispered: "Huang Zixia... you have to thank Miss Lu for your kindness."

Zhou Ziqin sighed and asked, "Then, that boy, do you know his name? Who is it that instructed Zhang Erge to kill Huang Zixia behind his back?"

"I don't know... That young man, who is very handsome, said such cruel things, but kept eating melon seeds, in a careless manner... I was terribly scared, I told Zhang Erge not to, but he just turned away. Eye, say, you don't understand..."

The room was quiet, only Dicui’s voice reverberated quietly, vain and weak, and it sounded more desolate: "I don’t understand... I don’t know. I was sitting in the small courtyard and eating the ancient building I made. Shouldn't Yan Yan's few people be friends? Suddenly, they were going to end up like this..."

Zhou Ziqin wanted to comfort her, but her lips trembled, but her eyes filled with tears, and she couldn't say a word.

Huang Zixia patted Di Cui's shoulder lightly, and she was speechless.

I could only hear Di Cui's muttering voice, soft and weak: "Now, my father is dead and Zhang Erge is also dead, what should I do..."

Huang Zixia was startled, and immediately said, "Miss Lu, don’t miss it! Brother Zhang is dead... Mr. Zhang is now ill again, but you... You must take care, take good care of yourself, and take good care of Zhang. Old man!"

Di Cui's face was as gray as death, and he looked down at Father Zhang who was lying there, tears in his eyes rained down. After a long time, he closed his eyes, nodded slowly, and shook his head again.

Huang Zixia didn’t know what she meant, but now there was confusion in her mind. She could only ask Zhou Ziqin to go to the West Market to find Zhang Xingying’s brother, but repeatedly told Di Cui to take care of herself, take care of Zhang Xingying’s brother, and wait for Zhang Xingying’s brother. Sister-in-law came back and told them to take care of Di Cui.

Although Zhang Xingying’s elder brother and sister-in-law were also in distress, his elder brother hurriedly went to Yizhuang in the south of the city to recognize the corpse. The sister-in-law took Di Cui and decocted medicine with her to guard the furnace. Goodbye out.

On the way back, the two of them were silent, even Zhou Ziqin did not say a word, and fell silent. When the two separated at the entrance of the street, Huang Zixia looked up at Zhou Ziqin, only to find tears on his face.

She still wanted to comfort him, but she felt cold on her face.

She quietly turned around and entered Yongchangfang. In the corner of the shadow of no one, she felt that her feet could no longer be supported, and she could only lean against the wall, barely suppressing her breathing.

She raised her hand to cover her face and wiped away the half-dry tears. She was cut off from the sun's shade, the brick wall behind it was cold, and the north wind was like a knife, and her wet eyes were so painful that she could hardly see the world in front of her.

I don't know how long it took before she calmed down her breath and walked back to the Wang's house step by step.

Inside the door of the house, on the flat ground outside the wall, a young man was basking in the sun and knocking melon seeds. A delicate and soft face is hidden in the fluffy fox fur, and it becomes more and more tender and translucent under the sun.

It was that time when she went to the prince's residence, that time when she was the careless and exhausted young man.

Huang Zixia looked at him, standing in the gloomy hall, only feeling that the chill coming out of her bone marrow made her whole body stand up.

And the boy saw her, patted the melon seeds on his body casually, stood up, and said, "Miss Huang, the prince has been waiting for a long time."

In the corridor where there are countless small fishes, the earth dragon keeps the small fishes still swimming, flashing golden red scales in the water waves, reflecting all kinds of weird light.

That kind of light was covering Wang Zongshi’s face. He heard the sound of her coming, and slowly turned his head to look at her. The appearance of the colorful fish made the water fluctuate and cast a trance light on his face. , His pale face seemed even more elusive.

It wasn't until he walked out of the corridor and that face appeared in the sky that Huang Zixia felt relieved slowly, and the suffocating depression in his heart seemed to lighten.

Wang Zongshi walked towards her with a slight smile on his face, and his voice was slightly cold: "In such a cold day, Girl Huang still has to walk around. After all, she is young and full of vitality."

Huang Zixian gave him a bow: "There have been some twists and turns recently, presumably the father-in-law has learned about it from Yun?"

When she heard the word "Yun Zhi", Wang Zongshi's complexion eased slightly, and he said slowly: "Exactly, I heard that you were involved in a murder case, and Yun Zhi discussed with me. I let him not worry about it. Everything is left to you to take care of - sure enough, Huang Zixian is Huang Zixian after all, so you can handle it easily."

Huang Zixian lowered her head silently and gave a soft "yes".

"I really didn't look away, even if it was me back then, there was no decision like you." A cold smile appeared on Wang Zongshi's face, and his voice was soft and slow, just like his pale face, with an abnormal gloom. , "Clean and neat, even if it is an old friend, he does not hesitate to make a fatal blow-do not give anyone who hurts himself, any way to survive."

Huang Zixia only felt nauseous, but there were countless breaths clogged in her chest, unable to vent. She knew that it wasn't what he said, but Zhang Xingying's death, Zhou Ziqin's silence, Cui's tears...These people she originally treated sincerely are now completely different because of this incident.

She didn't know whether she had become the murderer of Zhang Xingying forever in their hearts. In the choice between life and death, she chose to save herself and forced Zhang Xingying to death.

But these thoughts just flashed past, like a sharp blade slashing through her mind, too fast, even the blood could not drip, she already looked up at Wang Zongshi, and said: "Is he Zhang Xingying, is he my old friend? It doesn't matter; it doesn't matter whether the person being framed is me or not. Huang Zixia only wants to find out the truth, and never considers anyone involved."

"Heh." Wang Zongshi sneered, but when she saw her face was calm, he didn't say anything, but motioned for her to sit down in the hall. When the tea service was over, there were only two of them in the hall, and he said: "The death of Zhang Xingying was of no importance. After all, King Kui is now under supervision at Zongzheng Temple. Who cares about a close guard in the palace? ?"

Huang Zixian nodded silently and said, "It's just that he has always been in agreement with me. Why is he now being instigated by others? It is also worth pursuing to start with me."

"What's hard to guess behind the scenes? If you trace the cause of King E's death, naturally some people don't want you to reveal the truth and rescue King Kui. Therefore, you must be killed first to avoid future troubles."

Huang Zixian made an understatement when he heard him say that, she couldn't help squeezing her hands tightly. The nail was inserted into the palm of her palm, causing her to restrain herself reluctantly, and replied in a low voice, "Yes... I guess so too."

He glanced over her face and saw that she was calm, he picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said: "This morning, there is a news. I think this news is too big, I am afraid it will not be allowed. People communicated, so I came to you personally and let you know."

Huang Zixia knew that this was his intention, and asked, "I don't know what's the matter?"

Wang Zongshi looked down at the tea powder floating in the cup and said in a low voice: "Yesterday, he received the northern secret music. The Zhenwu Jidu made Li Yong repair the fortifications without authorization. Regardless of the imperial restraint, he was ready to move in the north."

Huang Zixia thought for a moment, and said: "Zhenwu Army Jidu Li Yong, who was a merchant in Chang'an at the beginning, has had several ups and downs. Now that he has controlled the Zhenwu Army, he has the courage to replenish and expand the barracks without authorization?"

"Yeah, even he has such courage, how can other sects be at ease? At best, they only act slower, move a little bit smaller, or have a greater ability to hide from the sky, don't you think?" Wang Zongshi Looked at her with a faint smile.

Huang Zixia nodded silently. The emperor was seriously ill, and the prince was young. King Kui, who had restrained the various Jiedu envoys, lost his power overnight. Each town’s Jiedu envoy only had one leader, and the others all planned to follow suit. And now, the first one has appeared.

Seeing her look uncertain, Wang Zong said slowly: "For King Kui, this is a mixed blessing. What do you think?"

Huang Zixian nodded and said, "Yes. It is good or bad, only in the present moment."

If the emperor wants to use the power of King Kui to heal the Jiedu envoys in the towns, even if Li Shubai bears the heinous guilt today, the restoration of his former power is just around the corner.

But if the emperor feels that King Kui is sitting on horses in various towns and fears that the prince is young and the emperor's uncle is strong, he is likely to solve the biggest threat to the throne for the new emperor. Then, not only could Li Shubai not be able to regain his former glory, but he was also worried about his life.

Huang Zixian only felt his heart tighten for a while, and even his breath was a little unstable: "The father-in-law is clever, and he is the most trusted person in the holy. I wonder if you know the exact meaning of the holy?"

"The heart of the king has never been unpredictable, let alone an **** slave and maid in my area?" Wang Zongshi twitched his lips mockingly, and said, "But only these few days, Your Majesty will make a decision. You only need to remember to wait here quietly. That's it."

"Yes." She replied in a low voice.

What else did Wang Zongshi want to say, when footsteps suddenly sounded from the outside, the brisk rise and fall were the brisk steps of a boy jumping. The boy who was eating melon seeds knocked on the door, then pushed the door in, and ran to Wang Zongshi's side, whispering something in his ear.

Wang Zongshi raised his eyelid and glanced at Huang Zixia, then slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, and asked in a low voice, "So fast?"

The boy nodded.

Wang Zongshi turned his head to look at Huang Zixia and said, "Let's go, take you to a scene."

Huang Zixian didn't know what to do, and asked subconsciously, "Watching a show?"

"Yes, a scene... you didn't expect it. After watching it, you will definitely feel more depressed and depressed-but you will definitely not want to watch it."