Northern Song Dynasty: The City of Qingquan Mystery Case

Hearing Qian Qing's remarks, Xiang Quan was taken aback for a moment, but quickly returned to his unique dull expression.

Hongxin is Tourmaline's maid, so the relationship between these two people is naturally unusual.Ganqing was no longer tired at this time, and drank a pot of tea, feeling refreshed.He looked around, but saw that Xiangquan turned into a dumbfounded expression, closed his eyes and meditated, turned into a wooden man, and felt bored.

"Are you going to investigate this matter?"

"check."

Xiang Quan choked out a word from his mouth.When Qian Qing heard the words, he suddenly felt relieved—if Yi Xiangquan investigates the case, he will be able to restore the truth.Not to mention finding out the truth in three days, it is possible to find out in one day.

Qianqing walked slowly to the window and saw that there seemed to be more vendors on the street.The window sill was dirty, as if there were a lot of shriveled corn kernels.

He picked up a grain and threw it out, and birds snatched it up.

He rubbed his eyes boringly, turned around and walked to the study to find a pen and paper, intending to inform the yamen of yesterday's situation in a letter.

The medical hall is filled with the fragrance of medicine.Ganqing sees that there are quite a few single rooms in this house, some of which are locked.When he found a pen and paper, he wrote a letter and asked them to search for people who had been injured by arrows in the city.Gan Qing concluded that the yamen must be in chaos now, and there must be no manpower.Yesterday's theft made people panic, and the main manpower of the yamen is almost all in West Street.

Something happened on West Street, they must not be able to quickly get out and search the whole city.The matter of the Tsing Yi thief needs to be investigated, and the matter of the water demon cannot be left alone.

How did two things come together?

Qianqing took the paper and ink from Mr. Shangxing without authorization.Mr. Shangxing has a good temper, so he will definitely not blame him.After writing, put it in an envelope and send someone to send it.Afterwards, he planned to go to West Street to talk to Mr. Zhao about yesterday's situation, and he also wanted to know what happened in West Street.

He wants to say goodbye to Xiangquan.After returning to the room where Xiangquan lived, he saw that he no longer closed his eyes.

Xiangquan sat on the couch and stared at the paintings hanging in the room. They were the three friends of Suihan.Xiang Quan kept staring, afraid that his eyeballs would fall out.Xiangquan suddenly smiled and said: "Although Mr. Shangxing is a doctor, he is dedicated to goodness, and he is also very good at brushwork and Danqing." Then he picked up a letter on the table: "He wrote Yan characters. Although he and I are not one, I am also very impressed."

Ganqing saw paper and pens on the table not far from the bed.The pen is made of Xiangfei bamboo, and the spots are really like tear spots. This is the pen engraved with "the only one in the world" that Xiangquan carries with him.

I don't know the origin of this sum, and Xiang Quan never mentioned it.

Literati love these things.Gan Qing suddenly remembered that he was ridiculed by Xiang Quan for not doing his job properly the day before yesterday, and suddenly became angry, and his eyes immediately shifted: "What did you write?"

"This is for you, are you going to West Street? Run there for me," Xiang Quan smiled and handed over the letter, "I have limited mobility, so it is impossible to go to investigate in person, please. The specific matters to be investigated are all clearly written in the letter, and then it will be done accordingly.”

Without further ado, Ganqing took out the letter and read: "Remember all the weirdness - what are you? So general?"

Xiang Quan shook his head: "This is the most important thing. I am sitting here, even if I can guess seven or eight points of the incident, it is hard to guarantee that I will not make mistakes. It is the biggest inconvenience that I can't check it myself. You must remember to put suspicious things Feedback to me, the remaining few requirements will be very detailed."

Ganqing grumbled, like complaining, like cursing secretly.

He wanted to continue reading, but was stopped by Xiangquan: "It's not too late to read when you get there. There is one thing I forgot to write, so I'll just talk to you here. Remember, no one in West Street can be released. , all of them were detained there. Listen clearly, it means 'no one can be released'. They can only go out of the street unless there is something important."

Dissatisfied with the cleanliness: "It's fine to ban the city, but should the streets be banned?"

Xiang Quan said coldly: "This is not a joke. The city ban will be lifted within three days, and people from West Street will be able to come back tonight. But by that time, they will only be allowed to go out, not to enter—except for people from the government. "

Qianqing snorted coldly, and said with a thief smile: "You can order me to run errands, but Mr. Zhao may not listen to you."

"It depends on your ability to negotiate," Xiang Quan said solemnly, lying lazily on the bed with his eyes closed and resting his mind, "It's not too late, let's go back quickly."

Ganqing wanted to complain, but felt that Xiangquan was sick and couldn't say anything, so he was more magnanimous, snorted coldly, and went out.

After a while, he came to West Street in the morning light.

West Street was more heavily guarded than I imagined, with three circles around the inside and outside.But Qian Qing went in without any effort, and no one dared to stop him.As soon as I entered, I saw the water lady.

Qianqing secretly complained, but was caught by Shuiniang.

"Hey, look who's here!" Shui Niang raised her eyebrows coldly, her eyes were dark, as if she hadn't slept all night, and her temper was also grumpy.She blocked Qianqing and stared at him: "Young Master Xia is so heartless, he was very willing to come back then. He hasn't seen him in recent years. What's the matter? Is it because he is studying and getting his fame, or learning to manage his family business?" ? Or is there a young lady waiting to propose a marriage? Or is it because I am small in the West Street Temple and can’t support the gate of your Xia family, which makes the young master feel boring? Something happened, and you came here, Mr. Xia, are you What's the meaning?"

Shuiniang walked around him a few times, Ganqing could smell the faint scent of powder on her body.She didn't wait for Qianqing to answer, she frowned coldly, and said angrily: "Don't think I don't know, you plague god likes to find trouble when you have nothing to do! It's all right to go to the Yongcheng government office to watch jokes, come to West Street, and be an old lady. This is a stage. Is it?"

It's not good to scream dryly, this woman is difficult to deal with.He smiled, pretending to be polite, and changed his cynical attitude: "Shui Niang wronged me. The Xia family is a big family in Yongcheng, so naturally the Xia family can't ignore things about West Street. Seeing what happened, I don't care." Just rush to help? Miss Hongxin has been with me for several times, she has a hard life, and now she is missing, I should do my best."

Ganqing looked sincere, and Shuiniang's face flashed a trace of worry and sadness when she heard the words, before she could speak, Ganqing saw the right moment: "I came here on behalf of Yi Xiangquan, you must know him. Right now, I'm going to discuss the solution with the adults, don't worry, Shui Niang will definitely give an explanation." After saying that, he saluted solemnly and slipped away.

Shui Niang didn't stop him, she just stood alone in the morning mist, her red clothes were also floating in the air, her misty temples were like clouds, she was as beautiful as a fairy.She held her head up slightly, and the morning dew was on her long and thick eyelashes. She was proud and beautiful, but there was an indescribable sadness.

No matter how high or low a person's status is, they must raise their heads and behave as human beings.Qianqing knows this well. Although he loves to joke, he also respects people like Shuiniang.He knew that the beauty of a brothel girl is perishable, and it is true to raise one's head up, but when one lowers one's head, there is bitterness in it, and one knows how warm or cold he is.

After thinking about it, Ganqing came to the small courtyard.

He walked around the tree-lined courtyard alone. There are towering trees here, which have obviously not been pruned. The branches stretch naturally and are well-proportioned.Qianqing came to the dilapidated building and was about to go up the crumbling stairs when Fang Qian stopped him.

"Master Xia, don't go upstairs without permission."

Fang Qian's eyes were red, and her face was as pale as the gloomy sky today.

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