Dream Broken You Pavilion

One day later in the early morning, Shang Wuyang personally organized the funerals of the guards and Qingping who died in this battle, and buried them in a valley full of flowers in Fulong Mountain, thinking that he was still in his own life a few days ago. The brother who was alive and well in front of him, now separated from yin and yang, couldn't help feeling desolate, and when he came back, he locked himself in the study alone, and no one was seen.

In the afternoon, Shang Wuyang sat in front of the desk, holding the arrow drawn from Qingping's back in his hand, lost in thought.

The body of the arrow is only one foot, and it does not look like an ordinary bow and arrow, but more like a small mechanical crossbow. When cleaning up the corpses of the mountain attackers, no one was found carrying such a crossbow. Obviously, there is another reason for assassinating Qingping. Someone, and this person has escaped, and the entire mountain was searched, but there was no trace of this person.

Thinking of what Qingping said before she died, "They...blood...", what does the blood in her mouth mean?Do these people have anything to do with Blood Book?Or is it blood slaves?

"Young madam...the flowers on the wall, the brocade box..." What does it mean?After thinking about it, Shang Wuyang was still puzzled, so he simply put down the arrow, got up and walked out of the study, and went straight to the backyard.

……

Since Jing'er treated the guards, more and more people in Xiao Yuntian knew her, and Mrs. Shang Qi's love for Jing'er made Jing'er move more and more freely in Xiao Yuntian.

This day she went to Zhulinyuan to help He Lan conceive, played chess with Helan for a while, and had lunch in Zhulinyuan before leaving.It was still early, so she went for a walk in the courtyard alone to get familiar with the environment of the courtyard.

The size of Xiaoyuntian's house made her a little stunned. The small bridges and flowing water, the clusters of flowers, the rockery and dangerous rocks, and the hidden caves, especially the red, green and green in the nursery, made her eyes shine even more. She couldn't help but walked over, squatted down and carefully look up.

A figure hurriedly passed by the corridor behind her, Jing'er turned her head to look, and saw Shang Wuyang's Xin Chang's back in a hurry, it's noon, what is he going to do in such a hurry?Feeling suspicious, he quietly followed behind him.

Shang Wuyang walked through the long passage and entered a courtyard.

This is the courtyard where Qingping lived, after Qingping's death, the two maids who used to live in the courtyard temporarily moved to another courtyard, and now this courtyard is empty.Jing'er quietly hid outside the courtyard door and looked in.

Although the building was empty, the courtyard was still cleaned, so it was as fresh and clean as ever.

Shang Wuyang glanced around, always thinking about what Qingping said before he died, "they, blood, flowers on the wall, young lady...", his eyes fell on the blooming flowers and plants on the grass, and carefully looked at them. As he thought, he thought to himself: These small flowers and the lawn are very neat and tidy, and there is no sign of being turned over. He walked around the rockery twice, but he still didn't notice anything unusual. So where is the "flower" Qingping said?

He thought for a moment, his eyes gradually turned to Qingping's bedroom, the door was unlocked, Shang Wuyang pushed the door and entered.

This was the first time he walked into Qingping's room, and he could not help but feel desolate.

Looking around the room, it is very spacious just like all the rooms in Xiao Yuntian. There is a bed, a table, a table, a few stools, and a dressing table. The furnishings are simple, clean and tidy, with pink curtains and pink curtains. The satin sheets, the pink quilt, and even the tablecloths are all pink embroidered tassels and lace, which are full of the dreamy color of young women. The colorful rouge and gouache on the dressing table make the air full of powder and powder.

Shang Wuyang sniffed lightly, his long eyebrows frowned slightly, this familiar smell, whenever Qingping came to his face, always gave him an urge to escape instantly.

There was an ink landscape painting on the wall, but it was not a famous painting. He stared at the painting for a long time, then opened it to look at the wall behind the painting, but found nothing unusual.

There is a glazed vase on the case table, without flowers, it is just an empty decoration.He picked up the vase, but it was empty. After examining it carefully, he found nothing. There were no other flowers in the room.

He rummaged around, and when he saw the brocade box, he opened it to look. It was nothing more than gold and silver, ordinary jewelry and other things from his daughter's house, but he didn't see anything of value.Shang Wuyang sighed softly, and couldn't help murmuring:

"Qingping, what exactly is this 'flower' in your mouth? And what is the relationship with that blood book? Why did you leave me a mystery?"

He ran over here but still found nothing, Shang Wuyang shook his head boredly, walked out of the house, turned around and gently closed the door, turned around listlessly and was about to leave, just as soon as he turned around, the corner of his eyes caught To a furtive figure.

He suddenly turned back into the room and jumped out from the back window...

Jing'er looked in from the courtyard door, secretly wondering why he went in again, when suddenly someone patted her shoulder, and a familiar voice that gave her a headache came from her ear:

"Are you peeking at me?"

Suddenly, a chill rose from his spine.

Jing'er looked back, Shang Wuyang was looking down at herself, that deep and cold gaze made her shiver involuntarily.

"I, I happened to be passing by here, and when I saw someone going in, I took a look, why, can't I look? If I had known it was you, I wouldn't have looked." Jing'er quibbled.

Shang Wuyang grabbed her wrist and dragged her into the yard.

His wrist hurt so badly from his pinching, Jing'er cursed in her heart, "What are you doing?"

Shang Wuyang hastily put his finger in front of his lips to signal her to keep quiet, and said in a low voice:

"Don't make noise, I'm looking for something."

Qing'er stared and said: "If I remember correctly, this should be the place where the maid lives. What are you looking for in the girl's room? Pervert!"

Shang Wuyang said: "This is Qingping's house."

"Qingping?"

Jing'er didn't know her, "I heard from the old lady yesterday that she was buried today, what are you doing in her room? Do you think about others when you see things?"

Shang Wuyang stared straight at her, making Jing'er feel uncomfortable. After a long while, he said:

"This is not a place to talk, go, go to the study to talk in detail."

Jing'er said, "Why should I go with you?"

Shang Wuyang said: "It may be related to a blood book, do you want to listen?"

After saying that, he walked out of the yard first.

"Blood, blood book?" Jing'er was taken aback.

Seeing his back as he left in a hurry, Jing'er hurriedly called out, "Hey, wait for me."

Then trot all the way to follow.

......

Entering the study room, I looked at the elegant decoration and exquisite layout in the room, but it was very similar to the style of the bedrooms in other courtyards, obviously all of them were made by one person.

Shang Wuyang went straight into the inner tea room, sat cross-legged in the main seat, Jing'er stood in front of the door, wondering what kind of mystery he was playing, he was hesitating whether to go in or not.

"Come in, sit down." Shang Wuyang said in an orderly tone.

Jing'er came in and sat down opposite him, quietly watching him cook and pour the tea, wash the tea, pour the tea, and finally put a cup of tea in front of Jing'er with a tong.

"Qingping left a word before she died, and that's why I went to her room." Shang Wuyang said.

Jing'er was surprised, "What did you say?"

Shang Wuyang said: "I can't hear clearly, just listen to what she said about them, blood, flowers on the wall, young lady."

Jing'er was confused, and so was Shang Wuyang.

"You, why did you tell me?" Jing'er asked.

"Because of you, smart." Shang Wuyang said coldly.

Jing'er said: "You want me to help you analyze what she means by these words, but I can't answer you. You should go to her room to find the answer yourself." After speaking, she wanted to get up.

Shang Wuyang said: "The blood in her mouth refers to the blood book?"

Jing'er was startled, and sat down slowly.

Shang Wuyang said: "In fact, Qingping is also helping me find blood books. The 'blood' in her mouth probably means blood books. You know, I need evidence."

Jing'er said indifferently: "What does she want to tell you, and what is the brocade box? Find out what she said before talking about it."

Shang Wuyang said: "Okay, then go into action at night."

……

After night fell, Shang Wuyang walked into the courtyard where Qingping lived again, followed closely behind Jing'er.

There are many rockery in the dark courtyard, full of shadows, all the bedrooms here are uninhabited, let alone a ray of light, a gust of wind blows through the treetops, and the leaves rustle, making it look unusually gloomy.

Jing'er couldn't help shivering.

Shang Wuyang asked in a low voice: "Afraid?"

Jing'er sniffed her nose, and said bravely, "You brought me to this kind of place at night just to see if I'm afraid?"

Shang Wuyang took a deep look at her, "Follow me if you're not afraid."

Then she went straight to Qingping's bedroom door and opened the door to enter.

He walked in first, took out the torch in his arms, and lit the oil lamp on the table. The dim and flickering light made the woman's bedroom, which smelled of makeup, extremely cold and chilly.

The two looked around, but still found nothing.

Shang Wuyang was even more puzzled, his brows were knotted, and he said to himself:

"It's such a big place. I've checked it twice, but there's no trace. Where do you think she will hide her things?"

Jing'er didn't answer her question, but walked to the door instead, looking at the flowers, plants, trees, rockery and flower pond in the courtyard in a trance.

At Haishi, the night is like thick ink splashing heavily on the sky, dimming the moonlight, even the glimmer of the stars is tightly covered, the darkness pervades the yard, and the mottled tree shadows are leisurely on the black-gray rockery. Dangdang, erratic like a ghost.

Jing'er thought to herself: the flowers on the wall, on the wall, may not necessarily refer to the wall, but may also be the stone wall. The only stone wall here is this rockery.

Shang Wuyang whispered in her ear: "If you think this thing is in the yard, I will order someone to dig the ground immediately."

Jing'er was slightly taken aback, without looking back, and said, "I agree, it's best for you to dig yourself, anyway, you have too much energy, so you can dig here from the bottom up, you can find what you want, and you can replant the soil again." Some fresh flowers and plants are far better than this yard being deserted."

Shang Wuyang was speechless.

Jing'er frowned in thought, and murmured, "If my guess is correct, the things must still be here."

Shang Wuyang was taken aback, "I've searched for it twice, but I can't find it. Is it really necessary to dig three feet?"

Jing'er asked, "What about the other rooms in this yard?"

"In the past, they were all lived in by other girls, and Qingping's things will definitely not be placed in other people's houses."

Hearing Shang Wuyang's words, Jing'er let out a heavy breath, turned her eyes to the courtyard again, and said:

"Then it's in this yard."

Jing'er walked to the courtyard, Shang Wuyang hastily returned to his room to fetch the oil lamp.

Jing'er walked around the yard, inspected it carefully, and finally stopped at the rockery.

Walking slowly around the rockery and observing carefully, the whole rockery is about two feet high. There is a hole under the rockery, which does not seem to be dug by hand. The hole is no more than six feet high and two feet deep. The rockery is the most common, the grass under the cave is flat and the flowers and plants grow lushly, obviously no one will pass through the cave, Jing'er took the candle in Shang Wuyang's hand and walked in slowly.

The cave was as tall as a person, and Shang Wuyang's eight-foot-tall Xin Chang could only slightly bow his waist when standing inside.

As Jing'er walked, she held up the lamp to examine carefully, her slender fingers lightly touched the stone wall, checked the east side and then touched the west side, every inch of the stone wall was carefully explored by her, not letting go of any corner.

Suddenly, she stopped, her fingers stopped on a stone wall directly in front of her eyes, touched the notches on the stone wall, and whispered:

"Come and see, what is this?"

Shang Wuyang bowed his waist and leaned forward, taking advantage of the flickering and dim light of the oil lamp, to look at the place where Jing'er's fingers touched, and where his eyes could see, the engraving on the stone wall was not very clear. chrysanthemum.

"Flowers?" A look of confusion appeared on his face.

Jing'er said, "It's a flower carved on a stone wall."

Shang Wuyang pondered for a while, and exclaimed: "Flowers on the wall?"

Jing'er stretched out her hand and groped carefully on this stone wall.

"What is this!" Jing'er said.

Sure enough, about a foot away from the chrysanthemum, Jing'er's little finger hooked up a small copper ring the size of a ring.With a slight hook, the bottom of the copper ring can be turned left and right, just like a pull button on a drawer, but it is too small, only a woman's little finger can buckle it in, and because it is small, it is difficult to be found.

Shang Wuyang said: "I'll come."

He gently pinched the copper ring with two fingers and pulled it out hard, but the copper ring did not move at all.

"I'll still come."

Jing'er stepped forward, gently held the copper ring with her little hand, put her ear on the stone wall, and turned it slightly left and right. After a while, she twisted it to the left and pulled it lightly, and the copper ring popped out One section, and then slowly turn to the right until the third turn, when you hear a slight "garden" sound, and then gently pull the stone ring, a small door half a foot square is actually opened on the stone wall. , a hidden grid appears inside...

A black brocade box the size of a palm was placed in the dark compartment, and the eyes of the two of them lit up immediately.

Jing'er carefully took out the box, reaching out to open the lid...

"and many more."

Shang Wuyang urgently called out: "Be careful, there are traps, I'll come."

He took the brocade box from Jing'er, and carefully opened the lid... There is no trap, no hidden weapon, just a piece of paper.

Opening the paper and looking at it again, her brows were gradually frowned, with a complicated look in her eyes, and she handed the paper to Jing'er.

Jing'er took it, and whispered in her mouth:

"My younger sister has admired Mr. Yang for a long time, but she has no heart for him. If you see this letter, my younger sister will die. Do you know if you have been together for more than ten years but have not been together for a lifetime, and my sister regrets... Although the father's hatred is great For your life, don't look for blood books, treat Helan kindly, and you will be well..."

Jing'er's face was dyed red, it seemed that this was Qingping's thoughtful words to Shang Wuyang, but she saw it, no matter what, it was an affectionate confession from her daughter's family to her beloved man. It is also worthy of his collection.

She folded the paper and carefully put it in the box.Shang Wuyang closed the lid and put it back into the hidden compartment on the stone wall.

Jing'er asked: "You, don't you want to take it back?"

While closing the stone door, Shang Wuyang said: "Ashes to ashes to ashes, what should be is what it was before, there is no need to change."

……

Although she found the "flower on the wall" that Qingping said, it was just her last words to Shang Wuyang, she didn't mention where the blood book was, and she told Shang Wuyang not to look for the blood book, which made the two People are very puzzled when they regret it.

Repeatedly savoring the content of Qingping's letter, "Don't look for the blood book, treat Helan kindly, and you will be well." Connecting these words, Jing'er felt a strange feeling in her heart...