The Golden Hairpin

Yu Xuan looked at her and said slowly: "I recognize this handwriting... I think you must know it too."

Huang Zixian breathed hard, trying to calm down the blood surge on her chest. But it was useless, the supreme fear enveloped her body in an instant, making her unable to restrain her, almost turning around and fleeing, fleeing the huge dark wave that was about to swallow her, fleeing the terrible abyss that was about to swallow her.

The whole head buzzed, she threw away the letter and covered her ears with her hands, desperately trying to restore her sense of sanity.

She raised her head, stared at Yu Xuan in front of her, and asked every word: "What is this? You mean..."

He stared at her, his eyes were for a while, and his voice was low and hoarse: "I mean, when you reminded me to pay attention to Mage Mu Shan...Perhaps, you yourself have seen Mage Mu Shan before?"

Who knows?

What they face may be true, or false, or half-truth.

At least, she really didn't know when she wrote such a letter, how did she send it to his desk, and finally, how could she forget this letter.

When she reminded Yu Xuan, she didn't realize that she also had some things that didn't exist in her memory. Unknowingly, she left traces that she hadn't even noticed.

Huang Zixian pressed her temples hard, but couldn't suppress her breathing.

And Yu Xuan looked at her and whispered to her: "You... don't you remember?"

Huang Zixia gritted her teeth and shook her head, but couldn't say anything.

The plain paper fell to the ground, as light as cotton wool, silent.

Li Shubai, who had been watching with cold eyes, picked up the plain paper and examined the lines of words on it that were neither raised nor inscribed. After reading it silently, he slowly asked, "Is this written for you by Zi Xia?"

Yu Xuan avoided answering, but stood there, looking at Huang Zixia.

Huang Zixia nodded, and said slowly: "This handwriting...is mine."

Yu Xuan silently closed his eyes and focused his head.

Li Shubai looked at the font on it, and slowly said, "Mrs. Xuewei writes regular scripts. There are so many people in the world. Why do you think this letter belongs to you?"

Huang Zixian whispered: "Because... I have written less of the two lines in the middle of each "page" since I was a child. Signs of writing..."

The three "pages" above, one "Gu" and two "Wishes" (will), are all like this.

"But, my handwriting, my deeds, but myself, but I don't know anything..." Huang Zixia felt that all the strength of her whole body had been taken out. She held the chair next to her, sat down slowly, and said blankly.

"This is the second letter you sent to me after the case happened." Yu Xuan said quietly, "After the death of my righteous parents and you escaped from Chengdu Mansion, I came back from Qi Teng's house one day, but I found it on the desk in the study room. I don't know where it came from or how you gave it to me, but I think it means you commit your crime and say goodbye to the world."

Li Shubai carefully scrutinized the content of the letter, and said lightly: "Looking at the wording of this letter, it means a farewell to the world, but I didn't notice the self-proclaimed crime."

Yu Xuan was silent, and Huang Zixian asked in a dumb voice, "Isn't it counted as blood dripping on my hands?"

"There are many suspicious points in this letter. After we deliberate on it, let's draw a conclusion." Li Shubai calmly folded the letter paper as it was and put it back in the envelope, his voice more calm than his expression.

Yu Xuan said silently, only looking at Huang Zixian in front of him, with a muffled voice: "This letter, I have been hiding here for more than half a year, and has not been shown to others. I hand it to you today, if you really believe that you are innocent of Huang Zixian, Please continue to check, give me and give yourself an explanation."

Huang Zixian carried the letter and followed Li Shubai back to the Chengdu government office.

As soon as he arrived at the Yamen, Zhou Ziqin had already sat inside, squeezing the bun in one hand and the Pisces bracelet in the other, looking at him, his face was full of brilliance.

Huang Zixia felt that the corners of the letter seemed to pierce her skin, making her feel embarrassed and helpless.

Li Shubai glanced at Huang Zixia with a smile. Huang Zixia was in a trance. He suddenly leaned to her ear and asked softly, "You said, when is it better to tell him?"

Huang Zixia heard the jokes in his words, the big stone pressed against his chest, in front of his ridicule, seemed to have let go a little, causing her to reply involuntarily: "Next life!"

"What next life?" Zhou Ziqin's ears were pointed and he had already heard it. He stood up and walked towards them, "Hey, you are too slow, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Li Shubai glanced at the bracelet in his hand and asked, "What is waiting for us?"

"Fu Xinruan's servant Tang Zhuniang, her body has been found, and several familiar people have also been found from Longzhou. Let's check it out!"

Zhou Ziqin took jade bracelets and buns, and walked out while eating. When the cook saw it, he hurriedly called him: "Catch your head, catch your head! There are rice cakes here, can you get another one?"

"Oh, I like rice cakes!" Zhou Ziqin was in full bloom, hurriedly stuffed the bracelet into his arms, took the rice cake and held it.

"Zi Qin, it's early." Someone beside him smiled.

Zhou Ziqin turned his head and saw that it was Qi Teng. The stack of papers in his hand obviously came to the palace to discuss matters. He hurriedly stuffed the remaining buns into his mouth, and said, "Brother Qi!"

"What's your habit of eating rice cakes with such dirty hands?" Qi Teng laughed. He raised his hand and took the rice cakes in Zhou Ziqin's hands, but didn't eat them. He just looked at Zhou Ziqin's hands and said, " It's all rice glutinous rice, you just go to investigate the case like this?"

"Oh..." Zhou Ziqin blinked and looked at the rice cake in his hand, but Qi Teng casually threw the rice cake into the sewage ditch next to him, then scooped a spoonful of water next to him, and said, "Come on, wash your hands. "

Zhou Ziqin felt extremely embarrassed, and said quickly: "I...I'll do it myself..."

"Well, you are almost my eldest brother-in-law." He said, and he could not help but pour two or three spoonfuls of water and wash Zhou Ziqin's hands completely before letting him go, throwing the water scoop, and saying, "Ziqin, do you know how dirty the things women use? They are all covered with grease and dirt that you can't see! I have a friend who often sees things and thinks about people with a good wristband, but once did not wash his hands. I ate the fruit, vomiting and diarrhea, I almost died. Later I learned that this bracelet was collected at the pawnshop, and it was taken off from the floating corpse by those unscrupulous people who deserved to be killed. You said that this kind of thing is still put next to the body. Is it safe to eat while holding it?"

Zhou Ziqin smiled, and touched the bracelet through his clothes: "Brother Qi, my bracelet...but it's new, I promise it's not a floating corpse..."

"Anyway, be more careful! I'm free this afternoon. I will take you to Mingyue Mountain Mage Mushan to get a bucket of purified water and give you a good purification of this bracelet!"

With that said, he took up the stack of papers again and went into the office.

Zhou Ziqin stuck out his tongue towards his back, muttering in a low voice, "Why didn't I find out before, this is another cleanliness..."

Huang Zixia's gaze fell on the rice cake that was thrown into the sewage ditch, and she raised her head thoughtfully to meet Li Shubai's gaze.

Huang Zixia knew that he was absolutely impossible to do this kind of thing, so she nodded with a bitter face.

When the three people walked out, Huang Zixia suddenly shook his foot with a "Oh," and said depressedly, "I stepped on shit."

Zhou Ziqin asked with concern, "Is it okay?"

"It's okay. Fortunately it was dry. I went to the ditch and rubbed it."

With that, she ran to the side of the sewage ditch. Zhou Ziqin shouted from behind: "Hurry up, I'll wait for you."

"Don't wait, let's go to the stables first." Li Shubai walked forward.

Zhou Ziqin looked back and had no choice but to follow him away.

Huang Zixia walked to the sewage ditch, stood there pretending to rub the soles of his shoes, and when he was looking around, he grabbed a branch on the ground, tied the rice cake, and lifted it up. Fortunately, the rice cake fell on a stone and has not been melted by the water.

She tore a cabbage leaf next to her, wrapped the rice cake, shook it in her hand to the stable, and met Li Shubai and Zhou Ziqin.

Eliminating evil is still in the process of cultivating fat, proudly eating beans and bullying other horses. Na Fusha was recuperating next to it, lying in the haystack, looking around with a pair of big eyes.

Although Li Shubai and Huang Zixia had changed their faces, they were afraid that they would smell bad after being cleansed up, so they deliberately went to the stable opposite and picked two bad horses.

As they rode through the street, a vicious thin dog rushed out of the alley and barked at them. If she really wanted to sleep, someone gave a pillow, Huang Zixia immediately threw the rice cake and cabbage out. The dog smelled it and ate a few bites with the cabbage outside.

Zhou Ziqin said: "I won't feed this kind of vicious dog!"

Huang Zixia said: "I'm missing a dog, and I'm going to catch it to be useful."

"What's the use?"

"The dog has a very sensitive sense of smell, and it can help investigating crimes after training. I think this dog looks like the best fine dog."

Zhou Ziqin immediately turned his head and said to the people behind him: "A Zhuo, catch him quickly!"

Therefore, when they came to Yizhuang, they had become four people and a dog.

The old man guarding Yizhuang looked at this dirty, skinny dog, and suddenly smiled: "Don’t catch your heads, tell me if you want to raise a dog! I have just gotten a few dogs in my house, and they look better than this thing. too much!"

"Don't you understand? Look at the appearance of this dog, it is the best fine dog!" Zhou Ziqin pulled the dog leash and tied it to the door.

The old man couldn't believe his eyes. He squatted at the door and stared at the dog with big eyes for a long time before muttering to himself: "This thing is still a fine dog? Absolutely a dog!"

Zhou Ziqin stepped into Yizhuang a few steps and saw a corpse covered by a white cloth parked in the house. Several catchers were talking about the world. Standing next to them were a few middle-aged men and women with bad faces. They should be Tang Zhuniang’s relatives and friends. .

"Come on, come and see Zhou Shao catching his head soon!" The catchers yelled and introduced Zhou Ziqin one by one, who is the neighbor and who is the nephew.

Zhou Ziqin opened his toolbox, put on thin leather gloves, and checked Tang Zhuniang's injuries. She did fall off a cliff and died, breaking her arms and legs, and her head was bloody. That face is also pulpy, only the scruff behind the ear, which accurately reveals her identity.

"This is what she carried on her body after she fell off the cliff." The catchers handed over another package.

Zhou Ziqin flipped through it and saw that there were only a few changed clothes in the package, a pile of loose money, and nothing else. He threw his things away and said, "It seems that he was accidentally walking down the cliff and died."

Huang Zixia suddenly remembered something and asked, "When did he die?"

"Yesterday morning, it was about... 卯时."

Mao Shi. Huang Zixia immediately thought of Zhang Xingying, who was hit by the anxious horse down the cliff by the roadside yesterday at Mao.

"By the way, Ziqin, I heard that because of the assassination of King Kui recently, the mountain road from Chengdu to Hanzhou was guarded by the Xichuan army. It is very troublesome for the people to get in and out?"

"Yeah, that road is endless. Now the Xichuan Army prohibits anyone from riding in and out of horses or carriages. People who walk in and out have to search their bodies. The people are complaining." Zhou Ziqin said, remembering one more thing. Said, "I don't know if Brother Zhang has arrived in Hanzhou. Alas, Brother Zhang is so pitiful. The world is so big and there are so many people, how difficult it is to find Di Cui!"

Huang Zixia squatted down to check Tang Zhuniang's wound, and saw that she had broken the back of her head. It was really horrible. She stood up and turned around and asked Zhou Ziqin, "Do you want to know where Brother Zhang is now? Do you want me to tell you?"

"I don't believe it!" Zhou Ziqin didn't believe it, and snorted: "Do you have clairvoyance and smooth ears, can you know what Zhang Er brother does in Hanzhou?"

Huang Zixia smiled at him and said, "Believe it or not. Not only do I know where he is now, but I also know that his right hand is dislocated and he is making medicine in the inn..."

Zhou Ziqin jumped up suddenly: "What did you say? Brother Zhang is still taking medicine in the inn because of his injury?"

"Don't worry, it's not about making medicine for yourself, it's not that serious." She said, looking at Tang Zhuniang's package again, and carefully checked the patterns of her clothes.

Zhou Ziqin jumped anxiously, so he turned to pull Li Shubai's sleeves and begged: "Brother Wang, Brother Wang, just tell me, what's the matter?"

Li Shubai glanced at Huang Zixian and said, "You will know if you follow us at noon."

"You guys... I'm really anxious to death!"

Watching Zhou Ziqin go round and round like ants on the hot pot, Huang Zixia couldn't help but smile at Li Shubai and gave a "good job" look.