The Golden Hairpin

Before they could say a few words, a few people nearby rushed out with sticks, Zhou Zi Qin Jizhongshengzhi, yelled: "I have money! Can't I pay for it?"

"The money needs to be collected. What do you say when you beat us? Just let you go. How can our Yeyouyuan stand on this street?" The turtle shouted, and the thugs immediately gathered, and the sticks in their hands fell together.

Just as they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, someone suddenly rushed in from outside, only flying their legs, half of them flew out the sticks in their hands, and the other half fell with the sticks.

The man stood in front of them, stalwart and tall, standing in front of them, majestic.

Zhou Ziqin suddenly shouted: "Second Brother Zhang! Why are you here?"

Zhang Xingying looked back at them: "The prince said that he has not been stable recently, and there are three teachings here. I am afraid it is not safe. Let me protect you secretly."

He said in his mouth, his hands kept on, grabbing a few thugs who had come around again and threw them out.

Watching him show off his skills, Huang Zixia quickly patted the dust on his clothes.

However, Zhou Ziqin was astonished there: "Didn't the prince have no reaction at all? Doesn't it seem to ignore us? Fortunately, privately called someone to protect us..."

Before he could finish speaking, everyone around had already shrunk in the corner of the wall fearfully, and didn't dare to move.

Only Matsukaze jumped up and yelled while crying, "You unscrupulous bastards! You have to eat and drink for nothing but prostitute for nothing! We do this business day and night, and all we make are money for blood and tears, and it hurts you to sell yourself. I know……"

Hearing his **** and tearful accusations, Zhou Ziqin couldn't help but his eyes were sore. He quickly paid out and reviewed himself: "I'm a bastard, I'm a bastard..."

Huang Zixia was weak, and led Zhang Xingying to the outside griefly, and asked, "Where is the prince? Did you go alone?"

"Yes, he said he was okay, but Grandpa Yang is more important on your side." Zhang Xingying said quickly, "but I secretly followed to the flower hall, and saw that several towns' ambassadors were coming, so I dared to leave."

Huang Zixia sighed, then said, "Let's go."

Zhou Ziqin also came out in a panic, and asked, "Shall we go back?"

"No, I have to go to various brothels to ask." Huang Zixia said, taking them to the pavilions next to him, and continue to inquire. But I didn't understand before, but now I can learn to be good. I know that people who drink tea and talk here also cost money. When I see a girl, I offer money first, so I can talk a lot.

Changchun Yuan Juanjuan: "Qi Teng? Oh, there is no such guest...Is that Mr. Wenyang? Yes, yes, he is a very dear person, he is generous in his shots, and he is very talkative. The sisters like him! You say This poem I wrote? Oh, I hate it. I wrote dozens of copies this year and sent it out. Of course there is also a copy of Mr. Wenyang! You said Fu Xinruan? Mrs. Fu is famous in our Wutong Street. Xiao! A few of our sisters went there to invite her together, and she got her instructions to compose a song "Bai Yu", which is now our signature dance, don’t you guys take a look?"

Hongxiang Loulanlan: "Young Master Wenyang? Really annoying, we sisters all know, there are a lot of good friends outside! Last time I said that I would bring me the rouge from Man Chunji, but I forgot it! It’s not that he bought another hairpin to pay me apocalypse, I don’t care about him! Is that poem? I copied a lot of copies to give away, I don’t know if it’s okay, anyway, everyone said it’s okay. Fu Xin Ruan Fu Niangzi? I know, my good friend Cuicui is good at piano. I went to Fu Niangzi and asked her for advice. Now Cuicui’s value has changed a lot!"

Zhangtaige Yuanyuan: "Really, that poem was really written by myself. Don't compare it with those ghostwriters. Mr. Wen Yang, he can write poems, but he never leaves his own handwriting. Here , I will read to you a poem he gave me: Furong is on the stage, the ring is on the stage, the jade arm is comforted in the gold account. The swan screams and the screen window, and when will I hear the blue musk... I have been in the dust for ten years I’ve only seen someone with such a nasty and disgusting poem! Fu Xinruan, I also know it, I heard that many people went to ask her about singing and dancing. Music and dance, finally made a big show in the whole street and won the oiran."

Xiaoyu from the Yaotai Pavilion: "Young Master Wenyang is very considerate. Although there are not many people here, he always asks for warmth. The person is really good. I was sick for a few months last year and he gave me some money. It’s not that I have another friend. I am willing to redeem him for me... By the way, Mrs. Fu Xin Ruan Fu wrote a song for us. Now it is very popular with guests in our garden. Do you listen to the music?"

"Walking around the brothel is quite tiring."

In the middle of the night, Zhou Ziqin returned to the Yamen, and fell directly on the lobby when he was so tired, he could only say such a word.

The catchers who were staying in the classroom next to each other suddenly looked at each other, and then snickered. Ah Zhuo rushed to them and asked, "What can I gain from a midnight stroll?"

Huang Zixian didn't look up, just sorted out the confessions collected tonight, and said, "It's almost there."

Zhou Ziqin, who was dying of breath, suddenly got excited, and sat up from the stool: "It's almost there? What is it?"

"This case, it's almost done." She said lightly.

Zhou Ziqin suddenly yelled: "I don't know anything yet. You said it's almost done? What's the matter?"

Huang Zixia saw that he was sweating down, and said: "Actually, it's not yet. I just have a vague guess in my heart, but I still need some conclusive evidence."

Zhou Ziqin opened his mouth wide: "Then tell me, who do you guess is?"

Huang Zixian avoided answering, turning around and shouting at the door: "Rich!"

The thin ugly dog ​​suddenly rushed in from the outside like an arrow, barked at her twice, and his bald tail swung at will.

Huang Zixia looked at the dog silently, and saw that it had no feeling at all, then looked back at Zhou Ziqin, sighed, and said, "So, guesses are always just guesses, and there are places that I can't guess."

Zhou Ziqin stared at the rich and honored for a long time, and finally realized it suddenly, and asked: "You suspect...Is that toxic on my bracelet?"

"Well, so when you took the rice cake with the bracelet, Qi Teng persuaded you and threw your rice cake away." Huang Zixia frowned and said, "But now it seems that... …Nothing, he might just say it casually."

"I have to look it up!" Zhou Ziqin quickly took out the bracelet in his arms, looked over and over in front of him, and shone it against the wall lamp.

The pierced jade pattern shone on his face, the clear brilliance, strangely beautiful.

"Okay, I have to go back first." Huang Zixia rushed for inquiries all day, and then interrogated in Wutong Street in the middle of the night, but she couldn't hold it anymore.

As soon as she stood up steeply, she felt a little dizzy and probably overworked again.

She sat back in the chair again, took out two pieces of pear paste from her sleeve and ate it, and sat quietly for a while.

Zhou Ziqin asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"Oh, the doctor said that I have a loss of energy and blood, so if I are too tired, I will feel dizzy." She said, and handed him the sugar bag again, "Are you eating?"

Zhou Ziqin grabbed a slice and ate it, and then said, "Well, it’s usually women who don’t have enough energy or blood, right? I remember the sister of Aunt Gongsun, Yin Luyi and Yin Siniang, had a loss of energy and blood. She seems to be eating sugar too. , But I think caramel is not as good as snow flake candy, and it’s not easy to carry, so it often sticks to clothes."

"Yes, you have to wrap it in glutinous rice paper at any time to prevent it from sticking to foreign objects." Huang Zixia said casually.

Zhou Ziqin chewed on the snow flake candy and said, "But her hands are so clever. The caramel candies are alive and well. My sister still keeps that caramel tiger."

Huang Zixian nodded in response, and then suddenly stopped, sitting there motionless for a long time, with only one pair of eyes wide open.

Zhou Ziqin raised his hand and waved in front of her twice, calling her, "Chonggu, what are you thinking about?"

She brushed away his hand and said, "You let me think about it."

Seeing her look cautious, Zhou Ziqin hurriedly stuck out his tongue and drew back to look at her.

Huang Zixia held down the hairpin on his head, pulled the hosta out of the silver hairpin, and then slowly drew it on the table.

Zhou Ziqin held his chin and saw that she first drew the appearance of a flower tree, then focused on the trunk and horizontal branches, and finally drew the outline of a dress outside the flower tree.

He was inexplicable. Seeing that the tip of the hairpin had drawn a little white mark on the wooden table, the dress with a waist and big sleeves stretched out into the wind, which seemed inexplicably weird, so he couldn't help but ask: "Chonggu, what is this?"

"It's the key to solving this case." She said, slowly inserting the hairpin in her hand back into the silver hairpin on her head, and frowned, "But...it's not right, if that's the case, then, the disappearing weapon, Where did it go?"

Zhou Ziqin nodded and said, "Yeah, yeah. Speaking of this, the death of judge Qi, the murder weapon has not been found. The arresters almost turned over the lotus pond, and the bushes next to it were also pulled out. I checked the branches carefully, but I still didn't find anything."

"Have you searched for the instruments of the musicians, Gongsun Yuan and their props?" Huang Zixia asked.

Zhou Ziqin said with absolute certainty: "I searched for the first time! There is absolutely no problem! We have searched for entrainment, really not!"

Huang Zixian leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long breath. After a long time, he said, "Tomorrow. When the light gets brighter, let's take a look at the scene again."

Zhou Ziqin thought for a while, and said, "Why don't you stay at the prefectural mansion tonight, don't go back to Jiedu mansion."

Huang Zixian frowned slightly and said, "This...inconvenient, right?"

"What's the inconvenience? How tired you are going back every night like this. And I have to go to Jiedu Mansion to find you, I am tired too. Simply, Brother Zhang--" Zhou Ziqin looked back at Zhang Xingying, He said, "Go back first, tell the prince and say that Chonggu is too late today, and the case is going to be investigated tomorrow, so I will stay at the prefecture. When the case becomes clear, I will go back immediately to the prince's dispatch."

Zhang Xingying looked at Zhou Ziqin a little hesitantly, and then at Huang Zixia: "This...Duke Yang, what do you think?"

Huang Zixia nodded silently, and said, "Well, I will rest here first. I won't have trouble coming and going."

Seeing her saying this, Zhang Xingying responded, turned and walked out.

Zhou Ziqin was also very sleepy. He stood up and staggered towards the courtyard where he lived, asking, "Chonggu, will you sleep with me?"

Huang Zixian only felt his eyelids twitch, and almost didn't trip over the threshold: "Don't!"

"Ah? I still think we can sleep and talk all night long!" Zhou Ziqin said dissatisfiedly, "I have been looking forward to having such a friend since I was a child! But so far I have not found anyone willing to sleep with me. People...Would you please help me fulfill my wish if you don’t respect the ancients!"

"I can't be satisfied with this." Huang Zixia gritted her teeth and didn't let her go. "I don't sleep well. I have nothing to do with my teeth, kicking, turning and kicking, and sleepwalking. If you don't want to be strangled in my dream, just sleep with me. Bar."

"What... I really can't see how terrible you are when you fall asleep." Zhou Ziqin scratched his head, and then reluctantly said, "Well, anyway, there are a lot of vacant rooms on my side. Well, although the window is facing the wall, but now the Ficus pumila is a new born, hanging on your window one by one, it's kind of fun."

Huang Zixia knew so much about the prefectural palace, and immediately knew that the yard he lived in was the West Garden.

Behind the West Garden is a pond in the garden where a pond of lotus is planted. And the walls of the courtyard were covered with pumila vines. Back then, she liked reading here the most. In the summer evening, she curled up barefoot in the vine under the porch, and often a heavy rain caused the lotus leaf to flip and the pear fell.

Frightened wind and chaotic hibiscus water, dense rain obliquely invaded the Ficus pumila wall.

At that time, Yu Xuan always sat next to her, picked up the fallen pumila with her, and said something meaningless but made them happy, killing an entire afternoon.

This is Yu Xuan's residence, the most secluded place in the mansion.

She was also her favorite place.