The Golden Hairpin

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Huang Zixia straightened up when she heard the name, with a look of surprise on her face.

Li Shubai glanced at her and asked, "What?"

"This name...this name is..." Huang Zixia was a little incoherent with excitement.

Li Shubai said: "Lander. This kind of beautiful and dusty name is naturally a woman with fireworks."

Huang Zixia said excitedly: "But... But this is one of Yunshao's six girls, the third sister's name!"

Li Shubai raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why is it related to the Yunshao Garden in Yangzhou?"

"Well, you continue to say, what happened afterwards?" Huang Zixia urged.

"Naturally, I will not go to her, let alone find a firework woman in Yangzhou. So I looked down at her and said, I saved you by coincidence. I will not find you in the future, nor do I want to take your things. This hairpin is very important to you, so keep it away.

"But she stubbornly refused to let go. The hairpin has been handed in front of me, with the pointed end facing her and the other towards me. It is a leaf-veined hairpin."

Huang Zixian gave another "Huh" and asked, "Leaf vein hairpin? How is it?"

"The hairpin body is about four inches long. The shape of the hairpin head is a leaf vein entwined with silver wire. The delicate veins are transparent and lifelike. On the leaf veins, there are also inlaid with two small pearls, like two drops. Dewdrops are average."

"Is it silver?"

"Yes, my memory can't be wrong." Li Shubai said and asked again, "I don't know much about women's jewelry, but I think the silver hairpin with veins is quite similar to the golden hairpin with veins left by Wang Ruo when he disappeared. I wonder if this kind of vein-shaped hairpin is very popular?"

"No, ordinary hairpin, even if the shape of the leaf is made of gold and silver, it is only the shape of the whole leaf, rather than such hollow and transparent leaf veins. This is the first time for me to design such a delicate and unique hairpin. See. If it is quite similar according to what you said, there must be some internal connection."

"It seems that the two girls I met back then may have a lot to do with this matter."

"Well, I think so too." She replied, and then asked, "Did you accept it?"

"That silver hairpin?" Li Shubai said flatly, "No. When she saw that I never reached out, she put the hairpin on the shaft of the car, then turned and ran away. At that time, the sun was setting, and a little golden yellow was reflected on the hairpin. , Piercing my eyes is annoying. So I raised my hand and picked up the hairpin, and threw it on the dust of the official road."

Huang Zixia looked at him without blinking her eyes.

He glanced at her indifferently: "What's the matter?"

"Even if you return to the city later and throw it away, what's the point?"

"Throw it early and throw it late, which one is not to throw?" Li Shubai said calmly, "and I saw that girl named Xiao Shi was watching me. So after I lost the hairpin, she should pick it up and return it to the girl surnamed Cheng."

"If it were me, I would definitely not tell my friends that the things you gave to others were thrown away by him in a blink of an eye." Huang Zixia said casually, "Otherwise, my friend would be embarrassed and pitiful."

"I am not interested in studying women's ways of getting along." Li Shubai said.

Huang Zixia didn't want to discuss such a difficult issue with this cold-hearted and cold-blooded person. She pulled out the hairpin on her head and painted the leaf vein hairpin on the table.

Li Shubai looked at her without the gauze crown fixed by the hairpin, and asked: "Aren't you afraid of falling?"

She raised her hand at random and said, "It's okay."

"Fortunately, you are pretending to be a little eunuch. If you pretend to be a Buddhist novice, how can you paint with hairpins?"

"There is a wooden fish." She said casually, staring blankly into the air, not knowing what she was thinking, she still unconsciously scribbled on the table with a hairpin, but she was already drawing the shape of the half silver. As she drew, she muttered to herself, "The silver ingot that was taken by the girl at the beginning was divided into two halves because they had two people?"

"This kind of thing that was once used as a murder weapon, generally speaking, maybe they have long used it to replace it with broken silver."

"It's also possible..." Huang Zixia said this, and finally looked at him and asked, "Do you remember the appearance of the two women?"

"Both of them deliberately made themselves disheveled and disgraced, and covered in mud and blood. I met them in a hurry. I really didn't have any impression. Besides, they were only 13 or 4 years old at the time, and the woman has changed quite a bit after she matured. Great, even today, maybe they are standing in front of me, and I can’t recognize them either."

"Hmm..." She nodded, but after a shake of the gauze crown on her head, she suddenly fell off.

Li Shubai scribbled in his hand quickly, and then dropped it back into her hand with a slight frown, "I said you should just pretend to be a monk, right?"

She pressed her hair silently, a lock of hair hanging down in front of her eyes, she grabbed it with a little irritation and shame, twisted it twice on the bun, and then adjusted the gauze crown again.

Li Shubai looked at her with a slight disdain: "I haven't seen anyone who can't do without scribbling when thinking about things."

"The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change..." She had to whisper.

He sneered: "How can anyone develop such a nature?"

"There is no way...When I went out with my dad to handle cases, I couldn't find paper and pen when I had something to calculate. At that time, I was wearing women's clothing. There were always one or two hairpins on my head. Pull them off and draw a few on the ground. , The facts of the case will be clear. Later, I couldn’t do without this habit. I always felt that I could clarify my thinking after a few strokes."

"Then?"

"After what?"

"It's the hairpin you painted on the mud." He paid attention to these details.

Huang Zixian looked at him puzzledly: "Wash and dry, then plug it back on the head."

Li Shubai gave an "Oh", and when she saw her staring at herself to explain, he said, "When I first met Zhou Ziqin, he was holding a bag of pine nut peanut candy and squatting next to Yizhuang's body with relish. He did an autopsy and helped pass tools."

Huang Zixia asked: "Do you describe him eating or an autopsy?"

Li Shubai glanced at her: "What do you think?"

"I feel it," she said silently.

"So at that time, I heard that Huang Min's daughter was good at solving crimes, and when Zhou Ziqin worshiped, the first scene that came to my mind was a scene of a woman squatting next to a corpse and eating pine nut peanut candies."

Huang Zixian didn't realize her eyebrows jumped: "What about now?"

"I'm very relieved, you just like to scribble, and you actually know how to wash the golden hairpins painted on the ground."

Huang Zixia said depressed: "Don't confuse me with Zhou Ziqin."

Li Shubai said lightly: "But the target he follows seems to be you."

"That's just his fantasy of things he hasn't seen before, just like people always think that the distant scenery is better, and they always think that the dreams they had when they were young are the most beautiful. In fact, if he knew that I was Huang Zixia, he would be awkward and difficult. Accept, maybe the last years of dreams will collapse."

Li Shubai listened to her, and the corners of his lips showed a slight curve. He nodded and said, "Perhaps. So you'd better be the little **** in front of him."

"Yeah... it's better not to let his yearning be shattered." Huang Zixian nodded and felt a dazzling light shining in front of her eyes. She covered her eyes with her hand and found that the afterglow of the setting sun was shining diagonally on her. On the eyes.

They talked for a long time, and it was almost dusk. She retired and walked out of Yubing Pavilion and set foot on the way back to her room.

The gallery turns around, and the Gaotang Huawu. She lowered her sleeves, unconsciously clutching the letter from King Datang Kui in her hand, looking up at the afterglow of the sunset at this time, a touch of sentiment suddenly rose in her heart.

It has been half a year since the death of my parents and family members, but the murderer is still invisible.

She doubted herself for the first time. She asked herself in her heart, Huang Zixia, if this continues, in this life, will you still have the opportunity to take off this eunuch’s clothes, put on the women’s clothes again, and proudly tell everyone in the world-my last name is Huang, I am a Woman, I am Huang Zixia?

Tossing around all night, Huang Zixian deduced various possibilities, but there was no way to explain where Wang Ruo disappeared, and where the unidentified female corpse appeared.

Therefore, when she woke up the next day, Huang Zixian staggered and staggered, plus headaches and backaches. She sat at the table and took a look in the mirror, and found that she was as pale as a ghost.

But whatever it is, I am a little **** anyway, who cares if a little **** looks like a ghost. She frantically fetched water to freshen up, and went to the kitchen to take a look. The chef laughed when she saw it. She stuffed her with 17 or 8 spring plates and said, "Duke Yang, congratulations, it is said that the prince finally gave it to you. Names."

"Push—" The spring plate that Huang Zixian was chewing on suddenly sprayed out, "What... the status?"

"That was what the mansion was discussing earlier this morning, saying that you are now officially included in the staff establishment of the mansion and become an **** on file."

"Oh..." She silently took another spring plate and stuffed it in her mouth, and said vaguely, "Is it the **** who is the last eunuch?"

"Hey, what is the last class? This is the elementary class. The father-in-law has a boundless future!" The chef said happily. Not too much! Also, look at me. I have been in the kitchen for 20 years, but I am still a temporary handyman, unable to enter the dossier of the servants of the Wangfu. As a result, father-in-law, you have only been here for a month or two. There are eunuchs in the Royal Palace with names and surnames in the book!"

Huang Zixian was really speechless. It turned out that being an **** in the palace, so many people were jealous, and it was a shame to let myself waste such a precious spot.

While she was dealing with the cook, while eating breakfast, someone shouted outside: "Yang Chonggu, where is Yang Chonggu?"

She quickly drank a sip of butter, and said, "I am here!"

"The prince has ordered you to go to Chunyutang as soon as possible. Someone is waiting for you there."