The Golden Hairpin

Listening to her, he couldn't help but stumbled, standing in front of her, looking at her without moving for a long time.

Her slender body was lying on the couch, with a red dress and a black belt, and the eunuch's costume. There are three or two strands of hair scattered on her neck, winding into her collar, and the black hair strands are very conspicuous on her white skin, making people involuntarily look down and follow her. The winding curve undulates.

A faint scorching heat suddenly surged in his chest, faintly fluctuating. He understood in an instant, immediately turned around, and sat back in front of the case without saying a word.

And Huang Zixian looked at him incomprehensibly, wondering why the king Kui, who had been calm and calm, suddenly acted abnormally.

She leaned for a while, feeling that the dizziness had passed, so she hurriedly sat up and said to Li Shubai: "Don't dare to disturb the prince anymore, the slave servant retires."

He watched her slightly vain footsteps, he stopped talking, but when she walked to the door, he finally said, "Don't go to Zhang Xingying tonight."

She looked back at him in surprise.

"Just your erratic appearance, I'm afraid I will pick you up on the street tomorrow."

Huang Zixia couldn't help but smiled, and then said: "Then, I will get up tomorrow morning and go there."

"Yeah." He stood up and walked out of the bed with her.

Huang Zixia didn't know where he was going, and walked slowly behind him.

Branches of the weeping Yang on the shore brushed their shoulders and arms, and the lotus flowers near and far bloomed in the moonlight. He was always half a step away in front of her, keeping the distance that he could reach and hold her at any time.

Huang Zixia suddenly understood that he was going to walk back with him.

In such a silent darkness, the rising moon is about to reach its fullness and its brilliance is shining.

The bright silver light ran down on her as well as on him.

She looked at the person half a step away in front of him, behind him who was within reach, but in her heart and mind over and over again, thinking of the poem——

May Hualiu Zhaojun month by month.

Unconsciously, because of the deep dislike of myself, my heart hurts so much that I can't help myself.

She could only clenched her fists and breathed deeply, forcing herself to squeeze those memories out of her thoughts bit by bit. She said to herself, Huang Zixia, abandon all the past. Parents and relatives are all dead, if you can't even do what you can do for them in the end, you can only end up, the heaven will die!

It is said that sunset clouds travel thousands of miles. The splendid sunset of the previous day made the weather very fine the next day. It has just been sunrise and Chang'an is already very hot.

Huang Zixia wore a middle coat and then put on a thin crepe dress outside, feeling that he was already sweating. It's okay to stay in the palace without moving. When you move, you will be sweaty.

But no way, the case of the princess mansion is not over yet, she still gets out.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the palace, Zhou Ziqin had actually been holding the "Xiao Xia" and was waiting for her at the door, holding four hot steamed cakes in his hands, and saw her stand up quickly and hand over the lotus leaf wrapped in steamed cakes. To her: "Chonggu, come, one person and two."

"I just ate it." But because of the rush in the morning, she only ate a piece of rouge steamed cake, so she still took one and ate it on the horse with him.

"I knew that you were wrong and perfunct me yesterday. If I don't block you at the gate today, you will definitely investigate it alone!" Zhou Ziqin pouted and condemned her.

Huang Zixia comforted him casually: "Why? Actually, I wanted to find you."

"Really?" Zhou Ziqin immediately believed, "Good brother, loyalty! Tell me, where are you going to go today? Will there be dead bodies to show me my skills?"

"Better not." Huang Zixia gave him a sideways glance, "We are going to Zhang Erge's house."

"Ah!" Zhou Ziqin almost fell off the horse, "Why go to Zhang Erge's house?"

"Didn't you go to Dali Temple yesterday? The painting from Zhang Erge's house is gone."

"That picture? You mean the picture of the three dead people painted on it?" Zhou Ziqin suddenly couldn't hold the steamed cake, and was very excited. "Is that picture really related to the incident? What's the connection? Why are the scenes on the painting so similar to the case? Will Brother Zhang be in trouble? What will the Beijing Defense Department do? Don’t be okay with Brother Zhang!"

"Eat your cake first." Huang Zixia ended all his questioning with a single sentence, and raised his hand to pat the Fusha, urging it to speed up.

Crossing halfway through Chang'an City from east to west, when they came to Zhang Xingying's house, the early women were fetching water, and they were talking: "Hey, those who were supposed to be government officials yesterday? Why did they come all at once?"

"I heard, it was Zhang's Xiaoer who committed the crime again."

"No, that kid looks quite honest, how come things have been going on recently, either by the Kui Palace, or by the Capital Defense Department. Now even the government has come to investigate him. This is really... before I really don't see that he is such a person!"

Zhou Ziqin couldn't believe it, so he jumped off the horse and asked the man: "What? Who said Zhang Erge was expelled by the Defense Department? How could it be possible?"

As soon as the middle-aged woman saw him jump off the horse and questioned, she immediately panicked: "Isn't it? People from the government have come to his house for a thorough investigation. He didn't go out today. Isn't he driven back?"

Huang Zixian frowned and said, "Zi Qin, don't care about these strangers."

Zhou Ziqin had to drag "Xiao Xia" to Zhang Xingying's house angrily. Huang Zixia also got off the horse. The two came to the door of Zhang Xingying's house and were about to knock on the door, only to see a woman running out of them and almost ran into them.

From behind came Zhang Xingying's cry: "Adi! Where are you going!"

Huang Zixia immediately raised his hand, grabbed the arm of the woman who ran out, and held her.

The woman's face was pale and bleak, her hair was tightly tied by a wooden hairpin, she was wearing a narrow-sleeved shirt, and a pair of blue shoes embroidered with hibiscus flowers on her feet were Di Cui.

She was held by Huang Zixia and couldn't shake her hand. She tremblingly called "Duke Yang", and tears fell in her eyes.

Huang Zixia quickly asked, "What's the matter? Are you having trouble with Zhang Erge?"

Di Cui shook his head desperately, but said nothing.

Zhang Xingying had already ran out and said helplessly: "Adi, don't mess around, this matter...this matter has nothing to do with you."

Huang Zixia and Zhou Ziqin looked at each other. She took Di Cui back and asked softly: "What happened, can you tell us in detail? If we can help you, we will do our best. It's not good, anyway. Many people also help you out, right?"

Di Cui only hid his face and wept without speaking.

Zhang Xingying said helplessly: "She...oh, I don’t know why. I stood in the yard all night yesterday. I got up and saw her in the morning. I quickly asked her what happened, but she said nonsense, saying that I had a bright future. They were all...by her. She said that she could no longer drag me down, but... actually said that she was leaving!"

Before Huang Zixia could say anything, she heard Di Cui's voice trembling, and she said intermittently: "Second Brother Zhang, I...I am indeed an ominous person, you are with me...I'm just a curse! My father said it a long time ago. , I was born a catastrophe. I killed my mother as soon as I was born, and then... and fell into such a field. I should no longer be a person in this world..."

"No nonsense!" Zhang Xingying hurriedly interrupted her. He looked around. Fortunately, there was no one, so he quickly grabbed her arm, pulled her back into the courtyard, and closed the door.

"I... I didn't talk nonsense..." Di Cui cried bitterly, almost crying to Huang Zi Xia and the others, "Do you know who I am? I am Lu Di Cui! It is the Chang'an city full of people who are laughing, That woman who is all talking about! The whole world knows that I was insulted by Sun Laizi, that I deserve to die in the wilderness! I shouldn't live here, and I shouldn't drag Brother Zhang!"

"Adi!" Zhang Xingying rushed up, hugged her fiercely, and covered her mouth, not allowing her to speak any more.

However, although she was hugged by Zhang Xingying, and although she was forcibly stopped the cry of collapse, in Di Cui’s eyes, there were still big tears rolling down, and the face was full of despair, just like her whole person, as if already It's sighing like death.

Huang Zixian and Zhou Ziqin looked at each other, Zhou Ziqin was at a loss, opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Huang Zixian stood up, walked to Di Cui's side, and said in a low voice, "Girl Di Cui, in fact, we have no intention of coming here. Brother Zhang is our best friend. He has also helped me a lot before. I know he has good temperaments. He is a man of integrity. He was involved in this case only because several of the thousands of clues involved him. We just came to ask questions as usual. You don’t have to worry. We will leave after we ask."

Di Cui still stared straight at her, the expression on her face showed that she hadn't heard what Huang Zixia said.

Huang Zixia sighed and said, "Second Brother Zhang, you let go of Miss Di Cui first, and we will leave after asking a few words."

Zhang Xingying helped Di Cui sit at the table, and whispered to her: "You can wait a while."

Huang Zixian motioned to Zhang Xingying to sit down at the stone table and asked, "What did the people at Dali Temple say yesterday? What did the Beijing Defense Department say?"

Zhang Xingying looked confused and rubbed his hands and said: "Yesterday afternoon, when I was still in the Defense Department of the Beijing City, people from Dali Temple came to me and said that they wanted to borrow a painting from my family that was said to be the royal brush of the first emperor. I was very strange at the time. , I thought this painting has been properly collected in my house, and I have never mentioned it to others, how can the people of Dali Temple know. But since they said so, I took them home, let them wait downstairs, and go upstairs by myself. Go and open the cabinet where the painting has been kept... As a result, I took the key to open the cabinet and saw that the painting was gone!"

"Gone?" Zhou Ziqin exclaimed in shock.

"Yes, the painting that was over ten years old was safely placed in my cabinet, but it disappeared! I was in a hurry, and I quickly asked my dad. My dad was also in a hurry. I rummaged downstairs, but I didn’t find it. I had no choice but to tell the people in Dali Temple that the painting was missing. If I can’t hand it over, no one can take this responsibility. I know that Dali Temple will also have to explain to the superiors, but the painting has indeed disappeared from my house. What can I do? As a result, the people in Dali Temple went to the people of the Defense Department. Say, I'm involved in the case, or the murder case of two people and the injury of the consort. Do you think this matter can still be serious? The Defense Department asked me to deal with this matter first, and there is no need to go to the Defense Department before that."

Zhou Ziqin turned his head in surprise and asked Huang Zixia: "Guess...who was the **** who named Dali Temple for painting? Could it be...Princess Tongchang?"

Huang Zixia helped her forehead. Of course, she knew that "that bastard" was Li Shubai. It is estimated that he also said a word to Dali Temple. As a result, Dali Temple started to stir up such a big disturbance.