Since I met you, people are dying every day

Just as Ye Sirui was about to answer, he was interrupted by a call: "My lord, you are indeed here." Ye Fu walked over quickly and saluted hastily. "I just met the owner of Sisheng Bookstore, and I'm looking for your lord."

Ye Sirui just didn't want to entangle Ma Lu any more, so he signaled him to sit down on the last square stool opposite. "It just so happens that we also discovered something, so let's talk about it first."

Ye Fu was in high spirits, and didn't pay attention to Ma Lu's distorted expression. "I went to visit early this morning. Sisheng Bookstore is not a small bookstore. It is well-known in Jiangbei Prefecture. The owner looks very young, in his forties, and his name is Zhu Kun. I checked before According to his details, he is a native of the capital, his family is a businessman, and he has some savings, but the competition in Beijing is too fierce, and Shuntian Prefecture checks from time to time, so he came to Lin County to open such a bookstore."

He finished these words in one breath, and then started to get to the point, "He heard that Shen Tang died, he sighed for a while, and then said that he was not surprised. Shen Tang's original words were written plainly, but he wanted to I make a living on this, and I can’t write about those monsters and goblins. In the end, I go to the restaurant every day in desperation, just order a pot of tea, and sit for a whole day, just to listen to the operas told by the scholars, and all kinds of messages in the market. But most of the stories told by storytellers are old stories, and Shen Tang listens more to other people's conversations. He prepares his own pen and ink, and writes down whenever he hears new and strange stories, and polishes them when he goes back, following the routine of storytelling Revise. This way of writing is fast and the story is fresh, so it is very popular.”

Ye Fu took a breath again, and Ma Lu's doubts and suspicions just now were swept away, and he looked at Ye Sirui with admiration, "My lord, I'm really convinced! You are really clever!"

Ye Fu was inexplicable, "What did your lord discover?"

Ye Sirui waved his hands quickly. "It's just a few words of nonsense, that is, Ma Lu is serious, it's not a big deal, you continue to talk."

Ye Fu cleared his throat and continued: "When I heard that there are still people who write stories like this, I naturally felt strange, and asked him why he said that Shen Tang died. He was not surprised. It turns out that Shen Tang wrote stories, although they are embellished Processing, many places are exaggerated, but after all, it borrows the framework of other people's experience, and occasionally people can see the shadow. Most people just smile and pass, but very few people see their own. His experience was distorted, or he was processed into a villain in his book, so he got angry and threatened to settle accounts with Nanshan idlers. Thanks to Shen Tang's good luck, he has a withdrawn personality and few companions. I don’t even bother to bring up the matter of writing a storybook, but almost no one outside knows that Shentang is a leisure guest from Nanshan.”

"No one? That is to say, someone still knows?"

Ye Fu lowered his head slightly, "That's right. Although Shen Tang acts reclusively, he still has to hand in the manuscript and get a commission for the writing, and he still has to communicate with people from Sisheng Bookstore. It is not difficult for anyone with a little ulterior motives to discover his identity. So one time when he was taking money back home, he was caught and taught a lesson, and he was sent to the hospital by his friends, and it took him a long time to heal after being injured."

"Who did it?" Ye Sirui leaned forward slightly towards him.

Ye Fu showed a look of perplexity, "This person is familiar with your lord, it's really hard to say that he is an official..."

Ye Sirui's heart skipped a beat, he turned his head to look at Xia Shu, and when he looked at Xia Shu, he felt that he was making a fuss, how could Xia Shu do such a thing?Who knew that Xia Shu's complexion was indeed very ugly when he took a closer look.

Ye Sirui opened his mouth, but didn't make a sound, and quickly turned back to look at Ye Fu who was apologetic, "Who is it? Tell me!"

"It's Young Master He Ying." Ye Fu whispered.

Ye Sirui breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was He Ying...how could it be He Ying? "Shen Tang wrote about He Ying in the book?"

"Exactly." Ye Fu was very troubled, looked at Xia Shu, then at the Malu, saw that no one came out to rescue him, so he could only continue to say, "Shen Tang's book is about a Hanlin whose family background has declined. , a story with a prostitute. However, this kind of story always requires a rich man to come out and sing the opposite..." He raised his eyes to see Ye Sirui's expression. "Mr. He used to be a frequent visitor to the brothel, so many rumors spread unavoidably, which were used to make a fuss. It was also the words in that book that were poorly written. Someone brought him to Mr. He and said that when he got hotheaded..."

"Understood. However, it would be too absurd to say that He Ying killed people based on this. He Ying is still in the capital, why did he appear in Helin out of thin air?"

"But." Ye Fu opened his mouth before continuing. "After Marquis An Shun knew about this matter, Lord Hou was very angry. He personally prepared a gift and took Mr. He to find Shen Tang to apologize. Who knew he didn't even enter the door, so he was kicked out, and he was pointed at his nose and scolded. After a while, he said that he hated such dandies the most in his life, and threw out all the gifts they brought." At this point, even he shook his head and sighed, "Shen Tang is really ignorant of the world, Anshun Hou Dadu , and left without saying anything, but if Master Hou wanted to punish him, how could he do it himself? Once this incident happened, even the boss of Sisheng Bookstore dared not accept his manuscript."

"Then the "Luanfeng Collection" was published before this incident?"

"No, no, it was published by Shen Tang later, but the boss refused to accept it. He begged bitterly, saying that he was about to run out of food, so the boss reluctantly agreed to read it first. Later, he sympathized with him, so he printed a few copies first. Let's see if anyone likes it, who knows that Shen Tang died not long after that." Ye Fu finally finished speaking, heaved a sigh of relief, leaned back habitually, almost lost his grip, and quickly grabbed the edge of the table .In order to hide his embarrassment, he asked, "My lord, what do you think? Could it be... him?"

"The Marquis of Anshun probably wouldn't do such a stupid thing." Ye Sirui shook his head, feeling uncertain again. "I don't think so. As you said, if Master Hou wants to take revenge, why do you need to do it yourself? Why wait until today?" After thinking about it, he shook his head again. "So, how many copies of Luanfeng Ji have not been printed?"

"Yes, the boss doesn't want to offend Lord Hou, and doesn't want to publish this book at all, but Shen Tang has worked with him for many years, and he can't easily veto it, so he only printed a few copies, thinking of perfunctory."

"It seems that Shen Tang doesn't know." If he knew, he wouldn't continue to write new stories.

Ye Fu paused for a while, seeing that Ye Sirui had no other questions, he said, "My lord just said what you found?"

Ye Sirui hurried in front of the Ma Lu and replied: "It's nothing, brother Tianshu knows some allusions to the world, I asked him about Shen Tang's story, and I guessed that Shen Tang's words all have their sources."

"My lord is really clever." Ye Fu also nodded in admiration. "My lord thinks, what should I do next?"

Ye Sirui unconsciously tapped the table in front of him, "What do you want to do next?"

"Your official..." Ye Fu hesitated for a while, and summoned up his courage to say: "The official thought that we should start with Shen Tang's words. Shen Tang has no communication with others on weekdays, so naturally he will not have any enemies. He was murdered." , mostly because of his script. If we can figure out who is written in his book and which ones are vilified, we can probably find out the murderer."

"Very good." Ye Sirui tapped his index finger on the table, "That's what we should do."

Ye Fu looked like a student who answered the teacher's question correctly, and his tense body relaxed.Ye Sirui couldn't help laughing, "Yufeng, you are older than me, and you have been an official longer than me, why are you so cautious in front of me?"

Ye Fu smiled self-deprecatingly, "Maybe it's because he has a specialization in art, and Wang Ziqi will not hesitate to teach you." He saw Shen Tang's scripts piled up on the table, and asked belatedly: "Could it be that these scripts are all masters? Have you seen it?" How long did it take, and it was too fast!

"I haven't read all of them, but I already know where the problem is." Ye Sirui took out the Luanfeng Collection and slowly smoothed the wrinkled cover, "You help me get a book that is intact, and I will I can tell you what happened."

"This..." Ye Fu was momentarily at a loss for words.Ye Sirui raised his eyebrows, "What, embarrassing?"

Ye Fu clasped his hands together, raised his arms flat, and raised his sleeves. "The officer obeys."

Ye Sirui paused, and then said: "You don't have to listen to me, as you said, it's okay to read all these scriptures, I just want to save you some effort."

"Naturally, the lower officials trust your lord." Ye Fu said hastily.

"Since we have found a clue, why should we stay here? Brother Tianshu, Malu, is there anything else in the house that needs to be checked?"

"Not anymore." Ma Lu replied bluntly.Shen Tang's room is small and there are few things, so I finished reading it last night, and there is nothing suspicious.

Xia Shu stood up again, and groped around in Shen Tang's room. "There is nothing suspicious."

Ye Sirui was finally satisfied, tugged at his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Thank you, let's go back first."

Near noon, small snow seeds began to fall outside again.Ma Lu ran errands with Ye Fu, Xia Shu and Ye Sirui went back together.Ye Sirui became interested, and ordered Chaming to follow behind in the carriage, and he and Xia Shu walked back with umbrellas.Chaming got into the carriage with a sad face, Xia Shu shook her head and said, "You are really messing around."

From his tone, Ye Sirui knew that he was not angry, so he held up the umbrella and tried to lift it up to cover Ye Sirui under the umbrella.Sure enough, Xia Shu couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the umbrella from him, and held it for him.The two walked side by side.Xia Shu's umbrella tilted towards Ye Sirui's side, Ye Sirui was covered tightly, occasionally snow seeds flew onto his hand, it was icy cold.Walking like this, it seems that there is no end in front of you.Ye Sirui couldn't help but think of the day when he went to Guishanli, Xia Shu held an umbrella for him in the same way.

He turned his head, Xia Shu was still expressionless.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why did you look so ugly when you mentioned that He Ying was written by Shen Tang in the book?"