The Golden Hairpin

Dali Temple.

Cui Shaoqing, who had slipped home to accompany his wife after lunch, was there today. As soon as I saw Huang Zixian and Zhou Ziqin coming, he was immediately beaming with joy: "Ziqin, Chonggu! It's great, effortlessly, the murderer surrendered himself, and these days of rushing and torment can finally be over! The princess mansion gave us. The pressure finally dissipated!"

Huang Zixia asked as he walked inside, "have all the prisoners been recruited?"

"Hey! She came over with a painting and surrendered. She also said that the painting was written by the first emperor. I see the messy look, it's really not like it."

While talking, he was already behind the main hall of Dali Temple. There is no prison in Dali Temple, only a few clean rooms are opened at the back to temporarily detain the prisoner who should be detained.

Di Cui was sitting in one of the rooms, staring blankly at the branches and leaves undulating in the wind outside the window.

Huang Zixian entered the door with Zhou Ziqin and acquaintances of Dali Temple, closed the door, and called her: "Lv Dicui."

Di Cui stood up reflexively, and when he saw the men in front of him, he curled up subconsciously and took a step back unconsciously.

Huang Zixia knew that there was still a shadow in her heart, so she quickly calmed down and said, "Miss Lu, we're just here to make inquiries as usual. You only need to answer truthfully."

Lu Dicui bit her lower lip, looked at her for a long time, and nodded silently.

Huang Zixia motioned her to sit down first, and then stood by, watching the two governors of Dali Temple ask her about the case.

"Name, age, hometown?"

"Lu Dicui, seventeen years old, from the capital."

"Surrendered, what did you commit?"

Di Cui's eyes were still red and swollen. She sat in front of them with a daze, staring blankly for a long time before slowly biting her lower lip and squeezing out a few words vaguely: "I killed someone. Killed...two." personal."

The two governors apparently knew the reason for her surrender from the beginning, and were not surprised. They only said, "To be honest, one by one."

Di Cui's voice was dumb and slow, and he said intermittently: "I killed... the **** Wei Ximin of the Princess's Mansion, and also killed... Sun Feizi of Daningfang."

"Why kill? By what method?"

"Wei Ximin once harmed me, caused me to be beaten and fainted, and then thrown on the corner of the street, so that..." At this point, she finally showed a twisted hatred on her face, which seemed to be dead, and her voice began to harden. "At Jianfu Temple that day, the veil on my head fell off. When Zhang Xingying helped me pick up the veil, I saw Wei Ximin... He was wearing the clothes of an eunuch, which made him stand out from the crowd. It was at this time. , A thunderbolt came down, the candle exploded, and the wax block was mixed with various flammable colors, and it caught fire. I...I don’t know where I got my strength, as if I was crazy, I was squeezed by Wei Ximin. When I was next to me, I pushed hard, and he fell into the flame of wax burning, and his whole body was on fire..."

Huang Zixia stood by, listening calmly and silently, without saying a word.

The governor asked again: "So, what about the death of that Sun Leizi?"

"Sun Leizi...that beast...he bought my father with money, but I will never let him go!" When Di Cui said this, he was finally furious, and his voice became hoarse and sharp, which sounded terrifying." At noon that day, I went to find Sun Lezi in Daningfang. Because I was afraid of the woman’s weakness, I even smeared poison on the dagger. The beast heard my voice and opened the door. I rushed up and stabbed him twice, and he fled. I went back to the room and locked the door. I wanted to stab him a few more times, but didn't open the door, so I had to...turn around and ran away."

Huang Zixian looked at Di Cui and frowned slowly, "So, where did your poison come from?" Huang Zixian asked.

Di Cui gritted his teeth and said, "Second Brother Zhang has aconite in the medicine cabinet. He taught me to know medicinal materials."

"But Sun Leizi died on the bed."

"Maybe... Maybe he crawled back to bed after being injured, and died after the drug attack."

Cui Chunzhan asked the two governors in a low voice, "Is what she said matches the case?"

A governor nodded and said: "The wound is not deep, it seems that it is indeed a woman's hand."

Cui Chunzhan nodded and asked her again: "Lv Dicui, since you have killed two people without knowing it, why did you come to surrender and seek your own death?"

Di Cui took a deep breath, gathered the courage to look at him directly, and said: "These two cases have caused a stir in the capital, and some innocent people have been involved. Although I am a weak woman, I do everything alone. Moreover, I am even more involved. I want the wicked under the world to take a look, and if you do a lot of evil, there will be retribution!"

After hearing her words, Cui Chunzhan nodded and sighed, "This feeling is pitiful, this crime is inevitable!"

A governor asked again: "Did you know that Mr. Ma was injured in the batting field?"

Di Cui lowered his eyes and nodded, and said, "I heard...my benefactor Zhang Xingying was on the court that day."

"Does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Di Cui shook his head, thought about it, nodded, and said, "I deserved to die... I heard that Zhang Xingying was going to play the game, so I prayed at home that day, begging the opponent to fall, let Zhang Xingying win... I think, I think maybe it is. My secret prayer was heard by the Bodhisattva..."

With this explanation, even Cui Chunzhan could only say to the two governors: "You don't need to write this, it doesn't matter if you want to."

The governor asked, "What happened to the painting you brought?"

"That's a painting from Zhang Xingying's house. It was requested by Dali Temple. He hasn't been able to find it. Actually... I stole it. I think I have repaid my grievance, but I left the capital, but there is no travel expenses. I heard that this painting is The royal pen of the first emperor, I think it must be valuable, so I stole it out and pawned it, but who knew that Dali Temple came to look for it and caused an uproar, so I had to redeem it and send it here."

"Do you know what is painted on it?"

Di Cui muran shook his head: "I don't know... I watched it for a long time, but it was just three ink balls, so... I used it as ten yuan."

The governor turned around and said to Cui Chunzhan: "We went to the pawnshop to check, and the matter is true. Although the pawnshop's gentleman can't understand the painting, he said that he can read the paper and ink well, and the mounting is also good. It seems to be something from the palace. , So I promised to be ten yuan."

Cui Chunzhan is a person who loves and cherishes jade. Looking at Di Cui, he shook his head and sighed, and then asked, "Lv Di Cui, what else do you want to explain?"

Di Cui knelt in a daze. For a long time, he looked up at Huang Zixian and said, "Daddy Yang, please help me tell Brother Zhang that I have no chance in this life. Adi will tie the grass in the next life and repay him for his kindness."

Huang Zixian only felt sour, nodded and said, "Okay."

A group of people returned to the lobby, and a principal had taken out the painting and laid it flat on the table for everyone to watch.

The three graffiti ink balls, mounted on jute paper and framed on white silk, are beautifully decorated, but they cannot conceal the fact that they are just clumsy graffiti.

Huang Zixian and Zhou Ziqin had seen it last time anyway, so after a few glances, they were sure that it was the last painting, and they only glanced at each other.

Cui Chunzhan almost put his face on it, looked and looked at it, frowning: "Will such a thing be the imperial pen of the first emperor? This is nothing short of treason, slander the emperor!"

The officials of the Dali Temple nearby also agreed and dismissed the painting. But having said that, it was the material evidence of the case after all. When everyone withdrew, Cui Chunzhan personally rolled it up and prepared to put it back in the warehouse.

Seeing that there was no one in the hall, Huang Zixian asked in a low voice, "Cui Shaoqing, can this painting... be borrowed?"

Cui Chunzhan was a little embarrassed: "Oh, this... Daddy Yang, this thing can be important physical evidence-although I don't know what it is for-but generally speaking, the case has not been finalized and you have to take it away. It may be illegal..."

Huang Zixia took out a letter from his arms and handed it to him: "Cui Shaoqing, I am holding the letter from the Royal Palace of Kui. Please borrow it for half a day. Cui Shaoqing will return it tomorrow morning."

Cui Chunzhan looked at the letter and thought for a while, and handed the scroll to her very simply, and said: "You are involved in this case by the emperor. It is not justified that you want to use it to study the material evidence related to this case. Write a note in the evidence room and take it away."