The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixia felt that she was already powerless to face the man in front of her. She turned her head to the other side in silence and asked, "How can she make you admire so much?"

"This should start from three years ago! I was fifteen and she was twelve. When I was fifteen, I hadn't found what I wanted to do in the future. I thought I would be like a few brothers, not in the Ministry of Engineering. After all, I drafted official documents every day in Shangshu Province. Everyone said that my brothers are very promising, but I don’t think so. Life is so beautiful, and all the good times are spent in the officialdom. What are you doing? As a result, just At the moment when I was the most hesitant and most confused about my life, Huang Zixia appeared!"

Huang Zixia saw his shining eyes looking at the moon. At this moment, she really had the urge to tear off a chicken wing to eat, and vomit to ease her mood.

Zhou Ziqin's voice suddenly improved, and she clearly conveyed her excitement: "Then, I suddenly found my future goal in life! Huang Zixia is only twelve years old, still a girl, and has begun to help the Criminal Ministry. Solving the mystery, shining everywhere, and what about me? What did I do when I was twelve years old? What did I do for the past fifteen years? The moment I heard her deeds, I suddenly found the meaning of my future life! Suddenly see I cleared the magnanimous path in front of me! I suddenly saw that I would eventually lead a glorious life!"

Huang Zixia finally couldn't help interrupting him: "Have you heard the rumor that Huang Zixia fled after killing his family?"

"Never possible!" He shook the drumstick in his hand, his expression resolute.

After the accident, it was the first time she met someone who firmly believed in herself. At this moment, she suddenly felt that he was a little short-sighted, but Huang Zixia still moved slightly in her heart, and his eyes also fell on his face: " why?"

"what?"

"Why... would you believe her?"

"Oh, because, I think someone like Huang Zixia who has repeatedly solved strange crimes, if he really wants to kill, should devise a method that is completely imperceptible, how can he kill his family in such a simple and rude manner? This really undermines her reputation!"

Huang Zixia silently continued to look up at the sky, feeling that the touch of her just now was too wasteful.

When Zhou Ziqin finished eating that roast chicken, half an hour was almost there. He took out another package of melon seeds and gave her half of it. This time she didn't refuse, but silently knocked a handful.

The moonlight slanted to the west, and it seemed that it was almost four more days. Zhou Ziqin took out the sealed silver plaques from the mouths of the three corpses, and found that only the silver plaque taken out of the corpse suspected to be Feng Yiniang had turned black. He wiped it with saponins, then looked at the thick blue-gray that could not be wiped off, and said, "It was poisoned, that's right."

Huang Zixian said "Yes".

Feng Yiniang, the violinist in Yunshaoyuan, Yangzhou, and the teaching aunt next to the princess, died among the refugees in Youzhou. The cause of death was poisoning. The prospective princess who was about to marry into the Kui Palace said that the aunt had gone back to Yangzhou.

She was still thinking about it, Zhou Ziqin had already begun to examine the internal organs: "Just to be cautious, let's have another gastrointestinal test."

The stomach and intestines were cut open, and although it was almost dry, it was also very disgusting. Zhou Ziqin, whose nerves are as thick as chopsticks, finally couldn't stand it, and looked at it with the corner of his eye. When the silver medal was sealed, he suddenly screamed, feeling that something cold and hard had been touched by his finger, so he took it out, took a look, and his voice brought a hint of excitement: "Hey, Chonggu, look at this!"

In the palm of his hand, there was a small object glowing coldly in the moonlight. Huang Zixia put on his gloves, took it over and looked at it carefully.

This is a small mutton jade with clear jade, only the size of a small fingernail. Under the moonlight, she wiped off the blood stasis and dirt on it, shone at the moonlight, and saw a small word "read" engraved on it.

The whiteness of the suet jade was half-dark and half-faint in the moonlight, flowing over her eyes like water waves. She looked at the chanting that was circulating, and spent a long time in a daze.

The white suet jade was placed in front of Li Shubai. Li Shubai looked at the lettering on it, but did not reach for it. He just looked at it and asked, "What is this?"

Huang Zixian said, "You can tell after picking it up and looking at it?"

Li Shubai did not touch the little piece of jade, but reached out to hold the glass bottle on the desk, looked at the little red fish swimming around leisurely inside, and said: "Touch this thing? What if it's from a dead person? What did you take out of it?"

Huang Zixia said seriously: "No, it's really not pulled out of the dead."

He then stretched out his beautiful hands, pinched the jade with his thumb and index finger, and looked at it before his eyes, recognizing the word on it: "Read?"

"Chen Nianniang's reading." She said.

He put the jade down, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Are you going to give this piece of jade to Chen Nianniang?"

"Then I must tell her that Feng Yiniang is dead. Then Chen Niuniang will definitely have more troubles and startled the snake."

"Well, you can put it away first." He handed the jade to her. Huang Zixia took the piece of jade cloth originally wrapped on the table, took it and wrapped it, and put it in his sleeve pocket.

Li Shubai frowned slightly and said, "I'm surprised that such an important thing that marks identity, why are they so careless and let it stay by Feng Yiniang's side."

"Because Feng Yiniang swallowed it in her stomach before she died of the poison."

Huang Zixia said, she saw Li Shubai's eyelashes jump. She felt an indescribable pleasure, so she added: "Feng Yiniang's body is half burnt, but the internal organs are basically there, we dug out from her stomach."

Li Shubai looked at his two fingers, and then raised his eyes to look at Huang Zi Xian who was standing in front of him. At last, a wave of emotions appeared on that face that had been calm and unwavering.

Huang Zixian looked at him as usual: "Fortunately, I lived up to the prince's expectations. Zhou Ziqin and I finished everything before dawn, and then restored the burial site. I promise that any traces will disappear."

Li Shubai looked at her nonchalant face, and then at her own hands. Finally she couldn't bear it anymore. He grabbed the Longquan porcelain brush on the table and began to wash his hands vigorously and hard: "Huang Zixia, you also give me Disappear immediately!"

Although studying the corpse all night, Huang Zixia felt as if everything was worth it the moment he saw Li Shubai's gaffe. She ran back happily to make up her sleep: "Yes! Please follow the orders of the prince!"

The wedding day of King Kui Li Shubai is set on May 16.

On the sixth day of May, when there were still ten days before the wedding day, Wang Ruo, according to the custom, prepared to go to Xianyou Temple on the outskirts of the city to pray.

The scenery of Xianyou Temple is extremely beautiful, and since the dynasty, several concubines and wives put incense in Xianyou Temple, they are very effective. Therefore, although there are many Buddhist temples in the city, going to Xianyou Temple to receive incense is very popular among courtiers and women.

Wang Yun greeted Li Shubai in advance, so after the appearance of King Kui's mansion, Xianyou Temple cleared the scene early that morning, and even the little novice monk had nothing to do with his monastery. By the time of Shen, there were no other people in the temple.

Huang Zixia, Su Qi, and a dozen girls in Wang Yun's mansion accompanied her to the incense. Xianyou Temple is very vast and is built on the hillside. The front hall at the foot of the mountain is a smiling face welcoming Maitreya Buddha, and at the back, Venerable Vetus is enshrined. The main hall is on the mountainside and enshrines Tathagata, Manjusri and Samantabhadra. There is also the Western Amitabha Bodhisattva and Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. In the east, there are Medicine Buddha, Sunlight Bodhisattva, Moonlight Bodhisattva, and another eighteen arhats. At the same time, there are five hundred arhat halls.

They went to the temple to see the Buddha burning incense and bowed in turn. When they finished worshipping the main hall on the mountainside, Su Qi and the girls were tired. Seeing that the apse was still on the top of the mountain, all of them were weak.

Su Qi said: "I really can't do it anymore. There is no one in the temple today, Yang Chonggu, please accompany the princess to go up."

Huang Zixian responded, and the two of them walked up the steps, holding incense in their hands, and climbing all the way up the mountain.

A little moss grows on the bluestone steps. The two pay attention to the front. The temple is lonely, only the occasional chirping of a bird is heard, and a snow-white bird flies by in the sky.

The bird flew across the sky and plunged into the mountains and forests in front of him. Following the trajectory of the bird's flight, their eyes cast their gaze to the apse in front of them, and then, suddenly, they saw the man standing in front of the apse door. He appeared so abruptly, as if he had been transformed from that little white bird, and appeared silently.

Wang Ruo hesitated for a moment. Huang Zixia gently pulled her sleeves and said, "The Prince and the guards of the mansion are all here, don't worry."

With a cry of Wang Ruo, the two of them walked up the last ten steps, walked to the entrance of the apse, and bowed with incense toward the inside. The apse enshrines the ancient Buddha of burning lanterns. In front of the Buddha, there are scented flowers and precious candles. The blue smoke curls up and even the treasure building is in a trance.

Wang Ruo knelt in front of the Buddha and muttered prayers. Huang Zixia looked back at the man and saw that he had been standing outside the door. Outside was the pale blue mountains and the azure blue sky, and he was wearing a blue shirt, as if to melt in the background. Medium and average, seeming vaguely distant.

He seemed to feel that she was looking at him, looking back at her surrounded by cigarettes, the corners of his lips suddenly raised, showing a smile. His facial features and eyebrows were dull, just an ordinary handsome-looking man, but his smile seemed gentle and peaceful, with a soft aura of a distant sky and a little haze.

Huang Zixian lowered his head slightly as a tribute to him, but when his eyes drooped, he found that he was holding a bird cage in his hand. The bird they saw just now was white in color and stood in the middle of the cage. The bird seemed quite human. Seeing her look, it tweeted and jumped a few times in the cage, appearing extremely lively.

When Wang Ruo finished praying, he stood up and turned his head to follow her gaze, and looked at the little bird.

Inside and outside the empty hall, there were only three of them. The man lifted the bird cage, and the faint sunlight cast his back into the hall, covering them. It is like a huge bat in the dark night, stretching its wings.

He smiled gently and asked, "How about this little bird?"

"Did you raise it? It looks very well-behaved." Wang Ruo looked at it curiously.

The little bird seemed to understand her praise, and jumped happily in the bird cage, as if she didn't want to stop for a moment.

"Yeah, very well-behaved, even if I open the birdcage, it will fly out into the forest, but as long as I hear my howling, it can fly back immediately." Bird's head, the little bird touched his little head affectionately with his fingers.

Huang Zixian took Wang Ruo outside, not wanting to cause trouble. But when I walked by that person, I heard him say: "After all, no matter what it is now, everything you have done and experienced before will be deeply imprinted in your heart, even if you hide everything. People can't hide from themselves."

Huang Zixia felt Wang Ruo's body stiff slightly, and her footsteps stopped.

"—It's like, there is an invisible rope around the neck. The farther you want to escape, you will actually only tighten it." The man clearly saw Wang Ruo's reaction, but only smiled, "I said, It's this little bird."

Huang Zixian turned around and looked at him, and asked, "Do you know who is standing in front of you? How dare to speak such rude words."

"Of course I know." The man's voice was flat, with a smile calmly, "If there is no accident, she will become Princess Kui within ten days."

"In that case, please don't disturb the nobles, so as not to cause trouble."

"I'm not trying to disturb the nobles, I just want to show the princess something interesting." He slowly approached, leaned over and bowed to them, swept his sleeves over the bird cage, and moved the bird cage. Put it in front of them, and then raised his head and smiled at them: "Small bugs, only Princess Bo smiled."

In just such a moment, the little bird in the cage that was still jumping for joy was gone. Placed in front of them was a birdcage cut from forty-eight fine purple bamboos, standing there empty.

Wang Ruo looked surprised and looked at Huang Zixia at a loss. Huang Zixia looked directly at the man and kept silent.

"The princess must be cautious these days, otherwise, it will inevitably be like the bird in the cage, even if the cage is woven no matter how densely it is, it will disappear in an instant." The man smiled at them, turned and walked into the hall, they just listened. When he yelled aloud, "As a bird in a cage, it disappears for a moment. Wealth and wealth are all floating clouds, and you don't know how to wake up from a big dream!"

In the sunset, the Zen clock came from far away, and the monks were in evening classes, and the singing of Sanskrit and the slanting rays of the setting sun shrouded them. The bird cages on the ground and their figures were stretched long by the setting sun and fell into the deep hall.

Huang Zixia turned around and walked quickly into the hall to see that there was no one. She looked back and saw Wang Ruo's face, pale as a fallen flower.