Northern Song Dynasty: The City of Qingquan Mystery Case

The most chaotic night in Yongcheng has passed.

The morning has come, and a ray of sunshine shines on the dry face.He felt that his head was about to split, so he stretched out his hand and slowly stood against the wall.Sunlight poured into the room through the cracks in the windows, and Gan Qing squinted his eyes to see his surroundings clearly.

He is still at the inn.This is Xiangquan's room, everything is there, and everything around has not changed.

Gan Qing rubbed his head, feeling the back of his head swelled up.Last night, he shot the strange thief in blue with a bow, ran out of the room, and then... I don't really remember.

He felt dizzy and nauseated, and went downstairs dizzy.There was no one in the inn.

It is early morning in Yongcheng, and there is still smoke in the distance.The dew is not in the morning, which only makes people feel shady.The sky is gray and milky white, without the morning glow, it looks gloomy.There is almost no one on the street, the remnant lights are bright in the market, and the buildings can be distinguished by the dawn color.

Qianqing dragged his feet and reluctantly walked, trying to reach the medical hall.He seemed to be walking in a dream. He didn't know how long he walked before he saw the dilapidated wooden door of the medical hall.And the color of the door god is about to fade away, looking dilapidated.

He knocked on the door tiredly, and the copper bell jingled.

"Mr. Xia is here. It just so happens that Mr. Yi just woke up." Qu Ze was tired, but he came to open the door with a smile.

In the morning light, she squinted her eyes for a while, her eyelashes trembling, and then she could see Qianqing clearly.

Qian Qing frowned, and said dizzily: "It's a good thing to wake up, but what's wrong with you, Ozawa? You look so pale."

Qu Ze shook his head: "No problem. I have been taking care of Mr. Yi, and my eyesight is extremely poor at night, and I can't see very clearly... Mr. Xia, do you know? Yesterday the West Street was noisy all night, and my husband didn't come back. It's cold and dewy outside. , Come in and talk."

Qian Qing felt dizzy for a while, but he held back and didn't tell Qu Ze about his injury.Qu Ze took him into the inner room, looked at the bed dryly, and found that Xiang Quan was sitting on the bed, as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

Quze served tea, using the same clean and simple white porcelain tea set.I know that it is the best tea set in the medical hall.The tea is still Tieguanyin, with a faint fragrance, it is a new tea.The city is banned, and it is not easy to buy new tea.I don't know how she worked so hard to get it.

Xiangquan glanced at Qingqing, didn't speak, but turned to look at Quze, smiled and said: "Miss worked hard yesterday, I can't thank you enough. Now that Qingqing is here, the girl can rest and worry about it."

Qian Qing nodded to Qu Ze, she didn't say much, and walked away tiredly.

The faint morning light enters the room, and outside the window it is so quiet that only the early morning birdsong can be heard.Yongcheng greeted the morning of the fifth day of the city ban unknowingly. It was extremely peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

Xiang Quan looked at Qian Qing indifferently, slightly surprised: "You hurt your head."

Ganqing slid on the elm chair, looked up to the sky and smiled wryly: "You are not a doctor, but the skill of this inspection is not small. I did have a head injury, but fortunately it is not serious."

Xiangquan shook his head: "Whether it is important or not is not up to you. Mr. Shangxing is not here, and I can't act. When I come back——"

"You can't move? What do you mean?"

"Numbness in the lower limbs," Xiang Quan slightly lifted the hem of his clothes, "I won't feel anything after waking up, and my feet are injured, so it's best not to move around."

Gan Qing glanced worriedly, and said in a deep voice, "The Tsing Yi Bandit is really hard to deal with."

Xiang Quan smiled: "Even you, the plague god, Mr. Xia, find him difficult to deal with, so you can see what kind of character he is."

I ignored it, just drank tea, and suddenly felt refreshed, and then felt that the reason for my groggy was not caused by the wound, but just not enough rest.

So Qianqing breathed a sigh of relief and began to describe yesterday's situation in detail.He was spitting and talking endlessly, for fear of missing any details.Qian Qing's memory is excellent, he can clearly describe what people said, what people said, even the actions and demeanor of others, and even yesterday's weather.Qianqing is vivid, and I don't feel dizzy anymore.And Xiangquan just listened, without saying a word, looking out the window.

There was some mess on the window sill, I don't know what small debris had accumulated.

"Hey, did you listen to me?" Qianqing said angrily, "I was so seriously injured because of this incident, and I told you everything, but you didn't tell me everything ! If I hadn't been so smart and quick-witted yesterday, and could suddenly wake up, I wouldn't have shot the Tsing Yi Bandit!"

Xiang Quan didn't speak, and didn't know what he was looking at.

Seeing that he didn't move, Gan Qing continued: "The case is coming to an end now - let the government search the whole city, who has been wounded by an arrow in the leg. Yongcheng will lift the ban in a few days, and the suspect will be found before the opening of the city , that thief can’t escape! What do you think? Wait, tell me first, how did you faint? And—”

Xiangquan remained silent, still looking out the window.There is a little light through the window, which is a kind of light belonging to the south of the Yangtze River. It is the light of the autumn morning, gentle and warm.Ganqing felt that her impetuous heart suddenly calmed down, and then remembered that she seemed to have been neglecting something.

Gan Qing murmured: "Yes, yes! Someone...someone hit me from behind, but who is this person? The Tsing Yi Robber was injured by an arrow...how could he run behind me and hit me?"

Thinking about it, Gan Qing felt a little dizzy again, so he took a sip of tea and felt that the whole incident was chaotic and unorganized, and it was impossible to figure it out.

"The window is just paper, it will break if you poke it." Xiang Quan said suddenly.This guy suddenly made a sound, but he didn't react after a while.Xiang Quan said expressionlessly again: "You haven't returned all night, Mrs. Xia sent Gu Yu to look for it, just at dawn."

Qianqing yawned: "If you look for it, you can look for it, it doesn't matter."

"Gu Yu is not only here to look for you, but also to bring the latest news," Xiang Quan paused, his expression like a piece of talking wood, "Something happened on West Street. Otherwise, Mr. Shang Xing went out to see a doctor, why would he be here now?" Haven't returned yet?"

Neither of them noticed that there was a slight sound on the floor outside the door.

Gan Qing smiled and said: "If nothing happens, it's called hell, so many people chased after yesterday—"

"So many people? Heh, you don't know what happened yesterday. Just as they were about to search, Mr. Zhao and the others saw a woman jumping down from upstairs and into the black lake with a crash."

Qian Qing raised his eyebrows: "Someone is looking for death? Who is it? A woman from a brothel?"

"The woman was suffering from a persistent illness, and Mr. Shangxing went there to see a doctor for her. As a result, something happened to him as soon as he arrived at West Street."

It doesn't matter if it's clean or not, I picked up the teacup and wanted to take another sip: "Firework women often commit suicide, a few years ago——"

When Ganqing said this, his face suddenly changed, and the hand holding the tea trembled, splashing a little tea.

He remembered!

Seeing this, Xiang Quan smiled, and continued: "That's right, that's right. When Gu Yu talked about this, he also had this frightened expression."

Qianqing didn't say a word in the face of the ridicule, but just let him continue.Xiang Quan smiled and said: "The woman committed suicide in full view, and she jumped into the water at once, and the sound of falling into the water can be heard clearly, but..."

"It's just that I can't find the body," Gan Qing propped his head with one hand in agitation, "No matter how many people we send, no matter how hard we search, we can't find the woman who jumped into the lake, right? Gu Yu's fear is also justified, this matter It happened, just a few years ago, it was West Street, it was Black Lake!"

There was a "crash" sound outside the door.I saw Qu Ze standing outside the door with a pale face, broken plates and fallen snacks under his feet.

"It's the water demon." Ozawa's face was pale, and his lips moved.

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