Inscription of Different Cases

A bright red sun has slowly risen from the east, dragging the shadows of the trees beside the road for a long time.On the road, I gradually saw some villagers carrying burdens to Beijing, and the goods on their shoulders were also stained with a misty crimson color by the sun, as if wrapped in a shiny robe.Han Lang's head was bit by bit, dozing off like chickens pecking at rice, when suddenly a row of donkeys laden with sacks passed under the window of the carriage in small steps, and the hoofbeats one after another broke him. In a dream, he rubbed his eyes and woke up, stretching vigorously.

As soon as he moved, He Yijiu naturally woke up.After discussing things before, the two of them cuddled up to each other and took a nap thinking that they would still be busy during the day.Han Lang didn't feel sleepy at first, but the carriage swayed like a cradle, really shaking him for a while.At this time, he opened the curtain and stuck his head out, and the city gate had already appeared in the morning mist, and it seemed that it would not be long before it was due.

"Are you tired?" He Yijiu asked him, just after finishing speaking, he yawned again.

Han Lang shook his head and said it was okay.

At this moment, the carriage trembled suddenly and stopped with a creak.Han Lang showed doubts on his face, and saw another carriage stopped outside the window, the originally unobstructed official road was suddenly blocked, and the people behind were cursing and trying to squeeze in to check.

"What happened?" Han Lang asked the driver in front.

The coachman was He Yijiu's subordinate. He shook his head to express his ignorance, and then jumped out of the car cleverly, saying that he was helping to find out.In less than a stick of incense, he trotted back all the way, got into the car and said, "Master He, Mr. Han, someone caught a strange-looking animal ahead and sold it at a stall on the side of the road. That thing looks like It was so strange that everyone surrounded it and blocked the road."

Then he said: "It's okay, even if the road is occupied, even if you walk a little slower, you can still pass. You see, the front is already a little loose."

Soon, he waved his horsewhip, and the car started to "squeak" again.Han Lang's curiosity was aroused, and when he passed by the section with the most people, he proposed to go down and take a look.

He Yijiu also followed, and sure enough, there were people inside and out, everyone poking their heads, the outside couldn't see inside, they could only open their mouths to ask, but the answers from inside were varied and varied.Some say it's a rooster, some say it's a monster, some say stewing soup can prolong life, some say it will harm the whole family if you touch it.When the two finally squeezed in, Han Lang only glanced at it, and his expression changed instantly.

"It's not good," he pulled He Yijiu straight inside, "How much money do you bring?"

He Yijiu brought some money, and the two of them pooled together just enough to get the amount requested by the seller. Han Lang went in immediately, bought the item without mentioning the price, and walked out without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" He Yijiu couldn't figure it out, so Han Lang wrapped the thing in a cloth. He didn't see it clearly, but only vaguely saw something the size of a pheasant, "What the hell is this, you buy it do what?"

"Get in the car and talk."

Han Lang dragged He Yijiu into the car, and urged the driver not to go to the capital, but to find a deserted suburb and wait.He Yijiu looked back with an inexplicable face, and saw that the crowd gradually dispersed, and the boss smiled like a rotten peony, obviously the kind of complacency when he was taken advantage of.

He Yijiu suddenly felt sorry for the money he just spent casually, and felt that his daughter-in-law was really merciless in spending money.But he didn't say anything, only to see Han Lang clutching the cloth bag restlessly, his eyes flicking around uneasily. When the car stopped in the field, he jumped out of the car and took the cloth bag Throwing the bag in front of him, he suddenly began to mutter the formula to himself.

Not long after, black flames rose up, entangled the cloth tightly like a poisonous snake.The coachman was stunned in shock, and it took He Yijiu a long time to utter a word: "You...what do you mean by that?"

"I've read it in a book, and it's a mallard. If you see it, you'll have soldiers, so you can't keep it," he said, staring at the dark fire, with a layer of frost forming on his face. "It seems that chaos is really going to happen." gone."

With many things on their minds, the two returned to the capital, walked through the streets crowded with people because of the morning market, and came to the gate of Taifu's Mansion deep in the East City.They arrived a little early, and Yu Zuoshu hadn't come yet, so Men Gong was a little surprised by their appearance.

"Isn't the case closed?" After entertaining the two of them, Han Lang heard the doorman muttering to himself.In the early morning, Taifu's Mansion was completely silent, and the slight rustling sound of the trees being blown by the breeze sounded very clear.In the distance, the fourth aunt led two maidservants to pick flowers in the yard. Her expression was completely different from the previous few days. She smiled complacently, as if the whole family was under her control.

Not really.Han Lang couldn't help thinking, if the notorious eldest wife was taken away today, the status of the young master would be affected, and the Taifu was ill, wouldn't the fourth concubine and her second young master be left as the heads of the family?

Han Lang couldn't help but have a weird thought: the situation has developed like this, and the fourth aunt has become the only beneficiary, which is a bit too cost-effective.Could it be, this is all planned by Fourth Aunt, right?

The next moment, he reluctantly interrupted this thought.Don't think about it, the evidence of the eldest wife's poisoning is so obvious, how can it be blamed on the fourth aunt?

After Yu Zuoshu arrived, Han Lang and He Yijiu immediately told him what they found yesterday.He immediately sent someone to check, and then took He away for interrogation.He's expression is extremely calm, not the kind of calm that is convinced of his innocence, but the calm that remains unmoved in the face of catastrophe.Han Lang "invited" her into Dali Temple, and after a few questions, she calmly recruited her.

"I did it."

Her indifference made the interrogating officer speechless for a moment.

"The moment I decided to do it, I had already anticipated all the results, but I didn't expect it to come so soon." She simply smiled, holding the prayer beads in her hand, and whispered a Buddha's name, "I didn't expect you My lord is so smart that he can even perceive how I do it."

"Stop talking nonsense," the interrogating officer reprimanded, "Why did you murder the Grand Tutor, and you didn't actually do it!"

"Because I hate him," she smiled, her willow-like lips had been smeared with a dark shade of balm before going out, and they were as crimson and shiny as blood at the moment, "I knew he knew that goblin a long time ago, but unexpectedly, he How dare you marry her in."

"I also hate the fourth concubine he found, who is arrogant all day long, as if she is the head of the family."

Han Lang was a little surprised. In his impression, the eldest wife was not someone who could act rashly out of hatred: "Just because of these grievances, did you do this?"

"Of course not," she was still smiling, but her eyes slowly swept over Han Lang, making him feel an invisible majesty, "It's for living."

"Alive?"

"We women rely on men and sons. If my son does not live up to expectations, it is for him and my future life. I must also make plans. Just like you men work hard in the officialdom, our women's officialdom is at home , in that bright and clean mansion."

"If I don't do anything, sooner or later my position will be replaced by my fourth aunt, and the new goblin is also not a fuel-efficient lamp. I have indeed lived half my life. Is it true that I will be replaced by the second half of my life?" Those wild women riding on their heads will never turn over?"

The interrogating officer became angry: "It's nonsense, you are just trying to excuse your poisonous scorpion!"

"Oh? My lord, tell me, which big family has not been like this for thousands of years? If it hadn't been a big trouble this time, where would it be the government's turn to intervene?"

"you--"

"Looking at the officialdom, isn't it also full of intrigues and tricks? Our Grand Tutor's Mansion is nothing more than a small witch sees a big witch."

What a sharp-tongued woman.Han Lang thought to himself.He can understand the motives of the eldest wife, but he will never agree.But he couldn't think of words to refute the other party, not to mention that the interrogator, who was already a bit lacking in momentum, was speechless by this fallacy. He said "you" several times in a row, but he couldn't answer the next sentence. .

"This time, I really missed the game, and I can't blame anyone," He said, and calmly drew a bet on the pleadings, "My son is innocent, and you won't find anything in the trial. I committed the crime myself. Let me bear my own guilt."

The interrogator's imposing manner was completely lowered, like a student being scolded by a private school teacher, it took him a long time to react, and asked someone to detain Mrs. He.He stood up indifferently, with a proud face on his face, and floated into the dark prison like a gust of wind.Han Lang stayed in the same place for a long time without saying a word, and when he went out and saw He Yijiu, he whispered: "This is really a ruthless character with a hard heart."

"She pleaded guilty?" He Yijiu asked with concern.

"I admit it, but..." Han Lang glanced back silently again, muttering, "That's all. She recognized it very simply, saying that she had the idea at the end of this spring, and she was indeed the one who put the poison in the sugar bowl, and She also has the habit of helping Lord Taifu collect new tea, Taifu himself trusts her very much, and has no doubts about the things she brings."

"But I remember that assassin said that narcissus poison would make people vomit?"

Han Lang nodded: "That's what she said: 'New tea has some peculiar smell, as long as you tell Master Tai Tu that, he will believe it, and you can drink it anyway.'"

"This..." He Yijiu didn't know what to reply, "This old man is too unsuspecting."

Han Lang only said: "If you still need to be wary of your own family members, how terrible would that be?"

He Yijiu was speechless immediately.

The two walked home while discussing. In the evening, the news not only spread like wildfire among the ministers, but also spread to the people.The teahouse Zhao Wang gave He Yijiu is a good way to get news.The two found a place to sit down in the teahouse, and heard many people talking about it, saying that the Taifu's family had caught another murderer, and the monster who died before was not the real murderer.

"So, that little fairy who looks like a fairy is innocent?"

"Tsk, what looks like a fairy, as if you have really seen it."

"How could she be innocent? That's a monster. Have you ever heard an old saying, 'A family is ruined, and monsters come out'."

"Shh - what nonsense."

"I've heard that scholars have said many things about goblins harming people. They are all beautiful girls, and they will fascinate people's minds without anyone noticing."

"Hey, tell me, did the so-called real murderer also get distracted by monsters and become obsessed?"

"How would I know."

The more they talked, the more outrageous they were, and the target was still directed at the dead Du Shi, but the real culprit was forgotten by them.After all, the word "demon" is like throwing a stone into a calm lake, and it can cause waves wherever it goes.What's more, it is still a "beautiful monster", and it is like an extremely exquisite side dish, which can make all the boring after-dinner chats lively and fragrant.

Looking at those people again, they gathered together and whispered one by one, with probing and excited, guessing and contempt in their eyes, curiosity and fear in their eyes.This is the status of "demon" in the hearts of ordinary people.The more Han Lang looked at it, the more irritable he became, and he felt angry for no reason, causing him to pour the green tea in front of him down his throat.

He Yijiu reminded him in time: "It's time to go back."

"it is good."

The dense autumn rain fell all day and did not subside during the night.One layer of autumn rain and one layer of coolness, the days became shorter and the weather became cooler and cooler in a blink of an eye.There was only one lamp on in the bedroom, and some paper scrolls were randomly spread on the table. Han Lang was wrapped in a blanket, leaning on the couch and reading a strange book left by his father.When He Yijiu opened the door and came in, he looked up, and the other party came up to ask for a kiss, and said, "Is the bed warm?"

Han Lang lifted the blanket and let him in. With warmth in his eyes, He Yijiu put his arms around his waist and rubbed his arms, and then Han Lang sighed slightly: "I haven't had a good day since I came here. day."

"That's right." He Yijiu took the scroll from the opponent's hand and put it aside, "To tell you the truth, I also feel that this place is not our territory, and I feel aggrieved when I do anything."

Han Lang leaned back, airing himself loosely on the pillow, allowing He Yijiu to take off his shirt, and kiss him down to his collarbone: "I'm thinking..."

"What are you thinking?" He Yijiu raised his head.

"He wanted to poison the Grand Tutor to death with narcissus poison, and she also confessed, but the narcissus poison took effect very slowly. It took her a lot of effort to make the poison and poison it, so there is no reason for it to work so quickly. ..."

"Could it be that the eldest lady didn't tell the truth?"

"But she doesn't need to lie, what's the benefit?"

He Yijiu stopped and kneaded his shoulder instead: "You don't want to say that the murderer is someone else?"

Han Lang looked away at the pattering autumn rain outside the window, with a depressed expression on his face: "How to explain the missing cup?"

"Maybe it was lost by accident."

Han Lang smiled distressed: "Okay... I haven't encountered such a complicated case for a long time."

He Yijiu pressed forward, stretched out a hand and pulled Han Lang's chin back, staring directly at Han Lang's eyes with his blue eyes: "Stop thinking about it, just do the right thing."

Han Lang couldn't help laughing, and bit He Yijiu's wrist lightly: "Got it, what's the matter?"

"I will kill anyone who is disobedient."

Han Lang glanced at him: "Don't be so wordy, just do what you want."