The Folk Song of the Qingquan Case in the Northern Song Dynasty

He stroked the painting and fiddled with it lightly, as if trying to unravel the mystery.

Wu Bai remained silent, bit his lip blackly: "This painting is related to the ancient house, but we don't know..."

Xiang Quan shook his head: "I just find it strange. That's all, I don't think there's anything to be seen in this painting now." Thinking of what he had done, he put down the painting and turned to leave.However, he glanced at the words next to him inadvertently, as if being shocked by an electric shock, he suddenly called out: "Wait—"

Wu Bai and Hei Hei looked at him in surprise.Xiangquan looked at the "Golden Words" again, was stunned in vain, and recited silently again:

Xi Wu was young and young,

It is not too early to know when to wait.

After reading it, swing your sword against the bamboo horse,

The book abandons the cage and circles the phoenix.

I would like to become a father and wish the emperor's list to fall,

How long has it been sour to hate?

Hearing this silk and bamboo music carefully,

It's hard to blame Mr. Men.

"What's wrong with Mr. Yi?" Seeing his strange appearance, Hei Hei really didn't know what to say.She recalled Qian Qing's description of "Yi Xiangquan is simply not a person".

Hei Hei didn't think it was that serious, but Mr. Yi was indeed strange, there was no doubt about it.Seeing his demented appearance, Hei Hei also felt extremely embarrassed: "Young Master Yi, why don't you come and have breakfast..."

Xiangquan remained motionless.

"Master Yi! Master Yi!" Hei Hei raised his voice, but Xiang Quan, like a log, did not answer.

"Master Yi..." Wu Bai also called out.However, Xiang Quan listened to it, moved his eyes to Wu Bai, and gave him a blank look.This glance was a dispassionate scrutiny, but Wu Bai felt chills in his heart.

"Heihei girl might as well go to eat first, I will go later."

"But--"

Xiangquan glanced at Wu Bai indifferently, signaling him to stay.

Wu Bai also knew each other, so he said, "Sister, you go first."

Hei Hei looked at the two suspiciously.She didn't like this feeling, she felt that Xiang Quan and Wu Bai had something to hide from her.Yet she left.Heihei's mind was so chaotic today that she hurried into the kitchen and didn't notice Feng Jiuniang, who was carrying a bag and passing by the door of Wu Bai's house, eager to escape.

Feng Jiuniang passed by Wu Bai's house and stopped at the corner—she didn't mean to eavesdrop.However, God favored her very much, allowing her to hear inexplicable and imaginative words.

"Look at your appearance, you... know?" Xiang Quan spoke, his unique almost emotionless tone was too characteristic.

Wu Bai hesitated for a while, and seemed to hesitate for a long time before making up his mind: "Young Master Yi, have you seen it? Of course I know, I must take a good look at the things that Grandpa Situ and Granny Meng gave me together."

Wu Bai answered this remark very seriously.Feng Jiuniang heard this conversation inexplicably, and raised her ears to the window.

"They really trust you. But you have lived up to expectations." Then, Xiangquan walked around, as if taking off the scroll, ""Golden Words", it is a double word puzzle. It's not just "reading with time, be cautious in your words" The meaning of "Xing". Once this mystery is revealed, I am afraid that it will not only urge you to study. When you stop looking at the horoscope of "reading when you are cherished, and be cautious in your words and deeds", you may find something else."

Wu Bai also smiled: "Maybe I didn't work hard enough... I guessed this crossword puzzle early, but I didn't think too much about it. It doesn't mean much to me. It's just, Mr. Yi, you..."

Xiangquan smiled lightly: "The picture at the bottom of the scroll is a hint, and where the flowers fall is a riddle, namely 'Ge', 'Niao', 'Si', and 'Shi'. Such a combination becomes the word 'Zhiyuan'."

The more Feng Jiuniang heard it, the more strange she became.

Wu Bai smiled, with a bit of admiration: "Young Master Yi is really not an ordinary fortune teller. Only scholars can understand such allusions. And Young Master Yi can solve it after reading it a few times. But, aren't you surprised? This The inexplicable answer—”

Yi Xiangquan said softly, "I told the story of the five brothers, the rich man in ancient times."

Wu Bai didn't reply.Xiang Quan said gently: "The stories of these five brothers should be the origin of Wu Village. I'm afraid that rich man is indeed a rich man. He has money, and he has kept his money."

Feng Jiuniang outside the window became short of breath when she heard this.

""Golden Words" and paper kites, please allow me to make some associations—"

"It is estimated that Mr. Yi knows now, so I will confess. There are indeed treasures in this mountain, but I just hope..." Wu Bai paused, "I hope Mr. Yi will not do anything—"

"Of course I know, I'm not a money-grubbing person. You can rest assured." Xiang Quan didn't continue, but the frank and peaceful words of "you can rest assured" made Wu Bai heave a sigh of relief.

"Grandma Meng and Grandpa Situ are the smartest people in the village. Since they were born, they are the most respected people in the village. Their child is Feng Jiuniang's husband. Feng Jiuniang became a widow not long after she got married..."

Feng Jiuniang outside the door was not only surprised when she heard that she was mentioned.Then sneered.

widow?widow!I have been a widow all my life!Do you want to stay in this poor mountain village and die of old age?

Feng Jiuniang's thoughts were about to drift away, but she was pulled back by Yi Xiangquan's melodious words: "I just want to hear about that kite and "Golden Words"."

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, hiding his impatience.

"I don't know much. The couple trusted me—but then Grandpa Situ passed away, and Granny Meng became demented. They never mentioned wealth."

Xiang Quan said in surprise, "That is to say..."

"Actually, I'm about the same as Mr. Yi. I don't know anything. But..." Wu Bai hesitated, "Grandma Meng also left me a paper kite besides my writing."

"Oh?" Xiang Quan asked with interest, and Feng Jiuniang outside the door pressed her ears tightly.

Wu Bai said: "That paper kite looks like it's old. It's exquisitely crafted, and the pattern on it is very unique. Shuiyun likes it, so I gave it to her."

Xiangquan laughed.This kid surnamed Wu was really not tempted by the treasure, he gave it to others casually.

Wu Bai also just sighed softly: "The so-called wealth is just passing away."

Feng Jiuniang outside the door was confused, but she seemed to understand a little.Wu Bai said that there were strange patterns on the paper kite.

Xiang Quan got up, as if he was about to end the conversation early: "Does the pattern on the paper kite look exactly like a mountain road? When I came here, the mountain road turned a thousand times."

Wu Bai nodded: "I don't go hunting with others, and I haven't walked this mountain road much. I saw the answer to the "Golden Words" mystery, and I also looked at the kite, but I just feel..."

Xiang Quan interrupted him all of a sudden, and actually recited:

snow covered east village

The rich man has broken his neck

Second child dropped the broth pot

The boss is soaking in the roadside pool

Old Si hangs himself in the forest by the temple

The third child repents and rebuilds the village

Lao Wu is living a normal life

he doesn't understand-

who killed his wife

Wu Bai's eyes widened in surprise: "Yi, Mr. Yi! Why, why—"

"I've heard it," Xiang Quan replied vaguely, "This folk song probably tells the story of Wu Village. The rich man died but he owned a huge fortune. The elder brother didn't know, but... the fifth brother did."

Wu Bai nodded: "Our ancestors had a lot of wealth, so they put the treasures in the mountains. The fifth brother knew where the treasures were, so he drew a map to mark the location of the treasures, and made a pattern of paper kites for future generations. He didn't care about wealth himself. All I care about is that girl."

Xiangquan was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "It's really interesting."

Wu Bai wasn't sure if he wanted to answer.At this time, Feng Jiuniang outside the door couldn't hold back anymore.

Treasure, is treasure.

Feng Jiuniang's head was occupied by a crazy idea.This sad woman has spent almost her whole life in the mountains, exhausting all her youth, and she has had enough.

money!With money, she can live freely in the big city.She doesn't have Xia Qianqing's rich life, but why should she be poor all her life?

Why is she suffering?She is not reconciled!

Feng Jiuniang ran to Shuiyun's house quickly and frantically, but Shuiyun was still sleeping soundly at this time.Feng Jiuniang pushed open the door like a bloodthirsty ghost.

She seemed to smell the crazy fragrance of treasure.

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