The Golden Hairpin

"More than that." Huang Zixia stared at Zhang Xingying motionlessly, and said again, "Second Brother Zhang, you already knew that Wei Ximin was one of the instigators who made Di Cui so miserable, didn't he?"

"Yes... I lied to you." Zhang Xingying finally spoke, her voice hoarse and dry, and said slowly and with difficulty, "I knew the true identity of Ah Di early in the morning. So I went to Lu's Fragrant Candle Shop to look at it secretly, thinking about it. Do you want to tell Ahdi's father that his daughter is now in my house and is not dead..."

As a result, when he passed by, he found that several people had entered with quite heavy packages. Among them was the **** Wei Ximin of the Princess' Mansion whom he had met.

The people in the princess mansion were too late to come out. He heard a word or two of "Dicui" occasionally in the corner, and finally couldn't help it. He quietly walked to the window, his ears against the wall, and listened to what was said inside. .

He first heard Wei Ximin arrogantly say: "Lao Zhang Lu, Di Cui had offended the princess first, so I ordered someone to beat her up. But who knew she passed out after a few beats? The princess mansion again It’s impossible to keep someone in it to heal, so naturally it’s thrown out. After that, what does it have to do with us? I’ll leave it here today. This kind of thing happened, but your daughter’s life was not good. Originally had nothing to do with the princess mansion! Now the princess and the princess only appreciate you because they are pitiful, lest you talk nonsense abroad and ruin the reputation of the princess mansion, do you know?"

Lu Zhiyuan heard the sound of pulling silver coins, and then his slow voice: "Several father-in-laws, don’t worry, my daughter has already taken the rope I gave her, and she’s looking for a place to be quiet. I will appear in front of you again."

"It's good if you know it by yourself." Wei Ximin dropped a sentence, turned around and walked out with a few eunuchs.

Zhang Xingying shrank under the window and listened to them as they walked and spurned: "This old bastard, he can't live for a few years. It's easy to take money, and he doesn't care if he has a life span!"

"That is, there are no sons and daughters, and they will die in the future. Who will leave the money for?"

"Hey, so little money, you're afraid he won't be able to spend it!"

Zhang Xingying was stunned for a while while talking about the situation on that day, his eyes fell on Di Cui's face again, and he whispered: "Adi, it's okay now. All the people who caused your misfortune are dead... In the future, you will definitely be able to Good time."

Di Cui looked at him with bright red eyes, without saying a word.

Zhou Ziqin couldn't believe it, and asked in a trembling voice, "Second Brother Zhang, is it...Is the murderer really you?"

Zhang Xingying shook his head and argued: "It's not me, I really wanted to kill them, but I didn't find a chance."

Huang Zixian looked at the two sitting in front of them. One was a tall and upright man, and the other was a delicate and capable woman. They were originally such a good couple, but who would have thought that there would be so much bitter rain and wind between them. Ups and downs?

She sighed and motioned to Zhou Ziqin to put the record away, and said, "Second Brother Zhang, I hope you didn't lie to us this time. I hope we won't continue to find evidence of your crime."

Zhang Xingying stood up, bowed his head and said nothing. His tall and straight body seemed to be a little buckled at this moment, as if the pressure on his body had already made him overwhelmed, involuntarily, and could no longer be as vigorous as before.

Huang Zixian's gaze fell on Di Cui again, and she said as if sighing, "I hope that painting will appear soon, too. It's just a matter of handing it over to Dali Temple as soon as possible."

Out of Zhang's house, Huang Zixia was silent all the time. Zhou Ziqin, who had always lived happily, closed his mouth uncharacteristically.

He rode Xiao Xia behind her sand, and followed her to the east. When she bypassed Liquanfang and entered the West Market, he asked, "Where are we going?"

Huang Zixia said: "Go to the owner of Qianji Chema Shop, Qian Guansuo."

Qianji Carriage Shop occupies a very large front in the West Market, and you can see it as soon as you enter. The bigger one is behind the shop, with a yard and rows of stables. Chunky boss Qian Guansuo is proudly pacing between the stables, looking at this one, patting that one, his face is glistened with joy.

"Boss Qian." Huang Zixia greeted him.

The light of joy faded suddenly, Qian Guansuo's face showed a polite surprise mixed with embarrassment and spectacle: "Oh, Daddy Yang! Daddy Yang, I have missed a long way to welcome you, I am really negligent!"

"Well, I don't want to alarm Boss Qian, so I came in to see the horse without being notified." Huang Zixia said, and handed over his horse to the groom.

Qian Guansuo's eyes lit up as soon as he saw that Fusha, he hurried up and touched and touched, and said, "Good horse, really good horse... For so many years, none of the horses I have dealt with can be matched. This one is on par! Father-in-law, where did you get it?"

"Oh... the original owner of the horse thought it was too mild-tempered, so I will ride for the time being." Huang Zixia said, and then said, "Boss Qian, don't care about the horse. I'm here today. I have something to ask you. ."

"Oh, I dare not be or not, father-in-law, if you have anything to ask me, you must know everything you can say!" He said while still looking at the horse, with an enviable expression on his face.

Zhou Ziqin held his own Xiao Xian depressedly, and ate the fodder next to that Fusha. As soon as Boss Qian saw him, he hurriedly bowed his hand to him: "Young Master Zhou! You come to our shop, it's really brilliant! You look forward to it for a long time!"

"Do you know me?" Zhou Ziqin asked.

"You laughed, does Chang'an City still know you?"

Huang Zixia looked at Zhou Ziqin’s clothes today, peacock-blue silk shirt, bright orange belt, brown-red shoes, small accessories and pendants still hanging all over the body-Chang'an City is the only one in the city, and it will definitely be memorable at a glance, and will never be unforgettable. .

Zhou Ziqin handed over to him: "Boss Qian, I have also admired your name for a long time. I heard that you are the number one profitable person in Beijing. You have such a big net worth in ten years. It's a legend."

"Everywhere is the blessing of everyone." He smiled and led them into the house, sat down on a thick Persian felt blanket, and ordered people to make tea before asking, "The two came here, I don’t know why. Ah? Does the Kui Palace need small services, or is there any order from the Criminal Department's yamen?"

"It's true that we are being transferred to Dali Temple at the same time, and we are investigating several cases related to Princess Mansion." Huang Zixia said straightforwardly.

The fat on Qian Guansuo's face trembled, and his face looked like angina: "Daddy Yang, the younger one has confessed to you last time. The younger and the young man have really met those three times, really! As for the princess, I swear to God, without this blessing, I have never seen it at a glance!"

"I'm here this time, not asking about the consort." Huang Zixian was holding the freshly brewed tea, looking at him through the steam, "I want to ask Mr. Qian, about your... daughter about ten years ago. ."

The trembling fat on Qian Guansuo's face stopped. He was stunned. After a long time, he sighed and sat down, looking like a pile of fat flowing on the carpet: "Daddy Yang , My daughter... Well, I don’t know you suddenly asked why things happened ten years ago."

"I heard that Boss Qian, when you flee from your hometown with your family and your mouth, you were penniless and you almost died of freezing and starvation on the street. And the first money you made was because of..."

"It's because I sold my daughter." He interrupted her with a feeble voice, "Ah, I haven't had the face to say for many years, but now that my father-in-law knows, I will tell you. Ten years ago, the Yellow River changed course. My hometown was flooded, and the house and the fields were flooded. I was thinking that there was no way to survive, so I took my wife, daughter, and two sons to the capital. As a result, my wife got sick and died on the road and could only be on the side of the road. I hadtily dug a hole and buried it--later, after I got developed, I searched the place where she was originally buried several times, but I couldn't find where to bury her, alas..."

Zhou Ziqin took out the pen and paper from his side and began to record professionally.

Qian Guansuo hesitated a little when he saw his record, but he continued: "After I arrived in Chang'an, I was standing on the street with my three children, and found that I had finished the calculations. I did business? No capital; hard work? Hungry along the way. I didn’t have any strength. So I had to take my three children to beg on the street, hungry and full. Seeing this, I would have to eat all of the first and third children. Until one day I dragged my children at the street to beg for food. , I saw an **** buying a palace eunuch, a child, with five dollars! I looked at the three children, and thought about it, if I sell one and get some capital, maybe the other two children will have a way out. So I told Myolie—that is my daughter—, Myolie, your two younger brothers are young, and when the boys grow up in the future, they will have to continue our family’s incense? Or, you follow the father-in-law. Let’s go. Myolie was sobbing and crying, holding my leg without letting go. I really didn’t know what to do. I squatted down to hold Myolie and my tears fell. I said, Myolie, you go into the palace to be a maid, There are good clothes to wear and good food to eat, but if your brother enters the palace to be an eunuch, the little **** below will be cut off. You said, can you let your brother suffer such a knife? You are the sister, why? Is it so ignorant?"

At this point, Qian Guansuo's tears also fell. A forty-year-old man was crying, and the tears flowed crookedly along his fat face. It was indescribably funny, but neither Huang Zixian nor Zhou Ziqin laughed. , I just feel sad in my chest.

"Oh, people are poor and short... Now think about how I was a **** to my daughter? In that kind of place, there are so many maids who die silently every year, and one girl is just one girl. My son is finished. But there was no way to survive at the time, and I was counting on Xing'er to save us. I said that and did the same..." He hung his head and said weakly, "I have the money to sell Xing'er. I started selling forage, and then I met a nobleman when I was selling forage, and directed me to sell horses outside the customs. I was lucky. I started selling two or three horses to a dozen horses. Later, my reputation became famous. The court asked me to order a few thousand at a time. A horse, suddenly got married, I married a wife and a concubine again, thinking about having a daughter, who knows that for so many years, my concubine gave me another son. I think God must be a punishment I, in this life, it is impossible for me to have any more daughters..."

Huang Zixia comforted him softly and said, "Boss Qian, God is perfect anyhow, you are lucky to find your daughter in the Princess' Mansion now."

"Yes, but Myolie still refuses to forgive me after all..." He lamented, "I secretly went to the princess mansion to see her, and she didn't want to see me, so she gave me the birthmark on her hand through the screen. I didn’t even show her face. I gave her some food, and she gave me something back... But she just refused to meet me, saying that she was sold at the moment she was sold. Swear, never see my face again." He collapsed his shoulders in frustration, shook his head and said, "In this life, if I know my daughter is still alive and can say a few more words, I will count as good fortune."

Now, even Zhou Ziqin couldn't help asking: "How do you know...this person who talks to you through the screen must be your daughter?"

"Of course it is! The shape of the birthmark on her arm is exactly the same as the shape on my daughter's arm back then, and the pinkish green color is exactly the same! If it weren't for her, who else would it be?" Qian Guansuo resolutely Shaking his head, defending the fact that he recognized his daughter again, "Besides, what good is it to pretend to be my daughter? I just gave her something to eat, which is not worth any money. The only time she asked me for something, she just told me, outside Is there such a little porcelain dog in the market? She used to like it very much, but she was thrown away. I hurried to buy one, and gave it to her when I went to see her for the second time, but she also gave me a little back The box. I didn't care about it either, so I opened it and saw...Oh, it really shocked me."