Northern Song Dynasty: The City of Qingquan Mystery Case

Strange things are not worth worrying about, as long as Yi Xiangquan is there, everything will go well.

But now Xiangquan has not shown up yet.

While making calculations, Gan Qing strolled to West Third Street, intending to take a look at the laurel tree.Xiangquan chose the agreed place here very well. It is not very far from Yongcheng government offices, inns, and even Qianqing's home.

Ganqing took a look, and there seemed to be an ebony box with bird and animal patterns under the tree. I don’t know who stacked it there. There were old gray walls around, and the bricks had experienced a hundred years of wind and rain, and they were extremely vicissitudes.

Zishi, Chengxi Third Street, Laurel Tree.

What will happen today?

I really can't figure it out.As he wandered all the way, all the people on the street disappeared, only the guards stood at every street corner, waiting for the time of theft.The whole city of Yong is like a huge cage, a typical case of catching a turtle in a urn, how can the strange thief in Tsing Yi escape?

The unitary time is approaching, and Qianqing returns to the government office of Yongcheng.All were in the yard, everything was ready, the roof was full of archers, and the two lords were sitting on the edge of the yard.

The sky is full of nets, the layout is thoughtful, everyone is there, but the box spring is missing.

"Xiangquan hasn't arrived yet?" Gan Qing stood at the gate of the Yamen in Yongcheng Mansion, staring blankly at the yard.As night fell, Fang Qian's armor was light blue, but his face was pale, with embarrassment.

"I haven't arrived yet, and I haven't seen Mr. Yi all day. The strange thief in blue came out at night, and it was Xu time. So, after another hour, I'm afraid..." Fang Qian was a little anxious, and looked into the distance, "Yi Young Master is so smart, I hope he is okay."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can something happen! I'll look for it now," Ganqing turned his head to leave, suddenly remembered something, and asked Fang Qiandao, "I heard that Xiangquan came to the government office this morning, did he say anything?"

"Who has Mr. Xia heard of?"

"Servant."

Fang Qian nodded and said: "I talked about the deployment, Mr. Yi explained a few words, and before leaving, I asked if you have seen the lantern he used to patrol the streets last night."

Qian Qing was taken aback: "Lantern?"

"Yes, Lantern. I didn't know, so I answered Mr. Yi truthfully. Then he left, but he didn't go far. He looked at the door, as if to look at the street lights."

Qian Qing followed the trend and looked up at the lights.The lamp is very tall—the wooden lamp poles in Yongcheng are generally extremely high, and it is impossible to reach it, and it is probably less than a person's height.

one person tall?

Qian Qing had a flash of inspiration.Xiangquan asked Xiaoman to find a pole as tall as one person, maybe he wanted to take off the lamp?So Fang Qian said: "With your skill, can you jump up and take off this lamp for me to have a look?"

"Naturally." Before he finished speaking, Fang Qian grabbed onto the lamp post, and with agility, he jumped up and gently took off the street lamp.

There are thousands of ways to save trouble.

Fang Qian handed it over and said, "This is a new one, and it was hung up only two days ago. This time, to catch thieves, many oil lamps were used on the street. Even the ancient lamps from the Wei and Jin Dynasties have been rekindled."

Qianqing didn't speak, and took it.Under Fang Qian's suspicious eyes, he took a closer look at the lantern.The poles of the street lamps had rough wooden baffles to shield them from the rain, and the lampshades were open at the top.He went to the lamp shade, took out the lamp, and turned it on with Fang Qian to look at the lamp oil.Suddenly a pungent smell rushed out.

"What's the smell? It's a bit fragrant, but it doesn't smell very good, does it?" Fang Qian was half-speaking, feeling a little dazed for a moment.Qianqing also noticed it, and he seemed to have a sudden dizziness, so he immediately closed the lid.

Clearing his breath, he turned around and took a big breath of air.

"What kind of lamp oil is this? So strange?"

Fang Qian said in a deep voice: "It should be ordinary lamp oil. This matter is quite strange. Where does the fragrance come from? I'll take it to Fu Yin Yang. I need to find someone who understands medicine to ask clearly. Maybe there is something wrong with it? What should be mixed."

Qianqing nodded and said: "Don't light the lamp when it's dark, you can send someone to check if the lamp oil in the nearby streets is also the same. I'll look for Xiangquan."

The two acted separately, Qian Qing felt uneasy, and it was hard to tell what was wrong.

He hurried back to the inn, but shopkeeper Zhou didn't seem to be there, but he saw someone moving in the room from afar, and Qian Qing was about to ask, but a voice came: "Is this Mr. Xia? Shopkeeper Zhou is afraid of seeing a thief, If something happened, I went home and handed over the store to the younger one, who is a relative of shopkeeper Zhou."

The voice was high-pitched and thin, making it uncomfortable to hear.

Qian Qing asked, "Has Mr. Yi ever come back?"

Xiaoer, with a high-pitched voice, came out of the room with a short stature.Qianqing couldn't see clearly, but he saw that he was holding a pile of sundries and walked into another room: "I haven't returned yet, the things are still in the guest room."

Xiao Er's face was faintly visible in the darkness, but he was remembered by Qian Qing.

Qianqing narrowed his eyes.The clerk in the shop was very strange, with strange eyes, short, and strangely high-pitched voice, which was so weird that it made people feel chills down their spine.He was holding a bunch of things, and his whole body was almost blocked by things.

After Xiao Er's figure disappeared, he sighed again.It's just a waiter in an ordinary shop, but it looks ugly and has a strange voice, so what are you worrying about?

He ignored it, went upstairs almost in the dark, pushed open the door, kicked open the bamboo pole at the door, picked up the lantern on the ground, opened it and sniffed lightly.

The lamp is odorless ordinary lamp oil.Qian Qing was surprised at once, he thought that there was also something wrong with the lamp oil here.

Qian Qing had some ideas in his mind.

The lamp oil in all street lamps within sight should have been changed.The inexplicable drug mixed in the lamp oil will make you feel dizzy just by smelling it, and it will be even worse when you ignite it.

Ganqing pondered for a while, he remembered that the blue-clothed thief on the roof of the shed yesterday seemed about to touch the lamp.

Then everything can be explained like this.The Strange Robber in Tsing Yi forged Xiang Quan's letter yesterday afternoon, asked Fang Qian to adjust the guards, and then changed the lamp oil on the street as much as possible that night.There are many people during the day, and they only act at night.The Tsing Yi Robber is extremely good at night travel, and he is on the top of the shed of the shop, even if the guards are under his nose, it is difficult to find him.

But he was still discovered by Qianqing and Xiangquan.

In order to steal, the strange thief in blue, what method does he use to stop the guards?Use street lights.

Street lamps cover the whole city, and the smell of burning lamp oil is so strong that people who smell it must be dizzy, and the guards must fall to the ground.

Qian Qing secretly felt that it made sense.But when I think about it, it doesn't feel right.

The Tsing Yi Bandit is good at medicine, so the guards are chosen in the open air.If the street lamps are really doped with drugs, the street is not a closed space, even if the drug is extremely strong, it may not be able to make people unconscious.If his intention was to captivate all the guards in the city, that would be too stupid to work.

In other words, he took the risk to secretly change the lamp oil of the whole city at night, which was meaningless.Instead, he was caught by himself and Xiangquan.

Thinking about it again, it's even more wrong.

If the lamp is about to light, shall it be blown out, the oil poured out, new oil poured in, and lighted again?Totally impossible.Even though the wind was strong last night, the lights were flickering, even if the guards in the city were disrupted, and the Tsing Yi Bandit turned off the lights, the guards were still not far away.And if there are so many streets, no one will find it suspicious, so no one will find out?And the one who finally discovered the strange thief in blue was himself and Xiangquan?

Unreasonable, unreasonable.

What is this thief going to do?

Ganqing rubbed his head, feeling that many things were beyond his consideration.With a cold snort, he stopped thinking and stood up to leave.

Just as he walked to the door, he glanced at the door inadvertently.The lamps and shadows are shaking, and the purple-lacquered wooden door is not luxurious, but rather elegant and simple.The whole door is very ordinary, but Qian Qing can see a corner of the door paper, which seems to be faintly black.

It was a small hole, which seemed to be left by charring.Qianqing continued to hold up the lamp to illuminate it. His eyesight was very good, and soon he found a small corner not far away, another small hole.

Counting again, there are a total of twenty holes.

Qian Qing broke out in a cold sweat.

His father is a businessman, the family is rich, so naturally there are all kinds of rare things in the family.I remember listening to operas when I was a child, and the same thing frequently appeared in various jokes.When I was a child, I was clamoring for it, but my father said that it was impossible to get it.It's not even known whether it exists.

That thing is Mixiang.

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