Northern Song Dynasty: The City of Qingquan Mystery Case

Qianqing quickly reached out and stopped the vial from falling in time.

Hearing the sound, Fu Shangxing hastily turned his head to take a look, Ganqing hurriedly put the bottle away, only to see that Mr. Shangxing's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely tired.

Almost got into trouble!

Ganqing grumbled, said goodbye and turned around.But he watched Fang Qian standing at the door like a ghost.His face was as gray as the white sand by the river, but he still stood up straight, and his eyes were as red as Fu Shangxing.Qian Qing suddenly felt uncomfortable.Fang Qian's face was so ugly, he knew clearly that he hadn't slept well for a few days.Last night was really troublesome. Everyone in West Street probably accepted the investigation last night.

Whether it's Fu Shangxing, Fang Qian, or Shuiniang—these people have all been tortured.Only Xia Qianqing himself, after being hit by a stick, still ran around in a good way.

Qian Qing then exchanged pleasantries: "Seeing that your complexion is not good, are you feeling unwell?"

"I might as well take a look for Commander Fang, since I have nothing to do anyway," Mr. Shangxing answered, smiling, "The medicine that Mr. Xia knocked down just now is quite good, Commander Fang may as well..."

His eyes are tired but quiet, soft like calm sea water but bottomless.Shangxing insisted on taking a look for Fang Qian, but Fang Qian didn't refuse.

Ganqing felt very unhappy, and felt that this trip was for nothing, he did nothing, found no clues, asked nothing, and troubled so many people.

It was almost evening when Qianqing returned to Fu Shangxing's clinic.Fu Shangxing's medical clinic has always unlocked the door, so it is very bold to act like this, but this is also the reason why he has a good reputation.One is that the medical clinic does not have much money, and the other is that Fu Shangxing has absolute trust in the people of Yongcheng.Thieves are also moral, and would rather steal Xia's house than a medical clinic.

There has never been a thief in this hospital.

Ganqing pushed the door open and walked into Xiangquan's room at the corner.The window opened, and a piece of red from the setting sun hit Xiangquan's white clothes.Looking along the window, the sunset is brilliant.It seems that a pen is full of ink to draw on the sky, but the ink is not black, but a mixture of garnet red and orange, rendering the sky more magnificent and less sad.

The setting sun is like the west, and Xiang Quan is still lazily lying on the bed, buried in the sea of ​​books, not knowing what to read.The bronze lamp was already burning, warm and bright.

Gan Qing felt unhappy, running for a day but someone was here to relax, so he became even more annoyed, and sat on the chair without saying hello when he entered the door: "I didn't find anything. What are the things you asked me to see? Odd Weird, no results."

Xiang Quan didn't stop reading, he seemed full of interest, but just bowed his head and said: "There are even more strange ones."

Ganqing didn't want to pay attention to him, and asked casually: "Where's Ozawa? Didn't she go to West Street to find Mr. Shangxing? Why didn't I see her?"

"The people on West Street didn't let her in. She just went to buy some vegetables, and she wanted to wait for Mr. Shangxing to come back to prepare them." Xiang Quan continued to lower his head, took out a page from the book, and spread it out, only to see words on it.Small regular script, white paper and black ink are neat and beautiful, quite the demeanor of a Jiangnan woman.This word is not good, but it has a special flavor. It can be seen that the writer is not a person who has read poetry and books, but it is full of interest.

"'Where does the universe go, the breeze will never come again.' It's interesting for women to write such things, isn't it?" Xiang Quan looked at Qian Qing with great interest.

Qianqing was taken aback for a moment, then recalled all the past, felt embarrassed, and simply smiled calmly: "Girls of this age have some worries, it's normal." .”

Xiang Quan smiled, Qian Qing thought that Xiang Quan was going to tease him, and was quite unhappy, but Xiang Quan suddenly said with a cold face: "Since you know, you are too careless." Then he pointed at the three friends of Sui Han on the wall , sneered: "What do people think about you, and what are you thinking about? You have too many embroidered handkerchiefs in your hand? Look at the bamboo painted by Mr. Shangxing, don't you think it looks familiar? This bamboo is obviously the same as the one on the embroidered handkerchief. The style is the same, the embroidered handkerchief Ozawa gave you, I am afraid that Mr. Shangxing painted the bamboo, and she embroidered it little by little. Such a heart, but you just throw it around so casually. It’s nothing more than a bad heart, but I’m ashamed to be here dangling..."

Xiang Quan was still talking, Gan Qing was scolded by Xiang Quan for a while, and suddenly became furious: "Why do you care so much about my affairs!"

Xiang Quan snorted, folded the paper and put it back, saying: "Forget it, tell me what you saw and heard in West Street first."

Ganqing rolled his eyes and began to speak slowly.

During the process of Qianqing's narration, Xiangquan didn't say a word, his expression was stiff, and he kept playing with the clay fragments brought by Qianqing.Qianqing ignored it, and was accustomed to Xiangquan's state.After he finished speaking, both Qu Ze and Fu Shangxing came back.

Xiangquan locked himself in the room alone and remained silent, not even having dinner.

A clean dinner is eaten at home.When he passed by the house, he saw that the family began to carry chrysanthemums and put them in the hall.The Double Ninth Festival is approaching, and there are not many chrysanthemums in Xiafu at this time. I planned to buy some after the city ban was over, and the number of vendors increased.Right now, there are only white and sandalwood wood chrysanthemums and yellow and round chrysanthemums, placed in moon-white and azure-glazed pots, they are really beautiful.When Ganqing saw her, he remembered that the Double Ninth Festival was about to be celebrated, and after a calculation, it would be Bailu the day after tomorrow.

The Xia Mansion is busy, and the kitchen is also starting to make steamed flour cakes for the Double Ninth Festival.However, no matter how busy the cook in the Xia Mansion was, she couldn't forget the young master, so she quickly gave him hot soup.White dew is approaching, it is suitable to eat something that clears the lungs and resolves phlegm, nourishes yin and invigorates qi.There is stewed black-bone white-haired chicken in a white porcelain bowl, which is stewed with longan, which is extremely delicious.After drinking some water, seeing Xia Zhai busy up and down, he took the opportunity to sneak out again.

Xiangquan shut himself in the room, he must have thought of something.

Qian Qing intends to go back and ask for clarification.

However, he didn't want to go back to the hospital.Although he didn't admit it, the "Where does the universe go, the breeze won't come" that was stuck in the book really had an impact on him.In this age of dancing and writing, women are also literate.Tibetan acrostics are also very popular.

Then, Qu Ze's meaning is obvious.

Ganqing rubbed his head, Ozawa can usually see a bit of his attitude towards him, but he really doesn't want to think about it... When did he give him the emerald bamboo green embroidered handkerchief? lost.

At least calm down and talk about it tomorrow.Xiangquan needed time to think about the case, and he needed time to think about how to get Xiangquan's thoughts out of his mouth.Ganqing hesitated outside the door, walked around a few times and then ran home, going to bed early.

The begonias in the house are blooming brilliantly, and they are firmly rooted in the flower pots with ice-cracked blue glaze.Among Ge kiln pots, washers are more common, but flower pots are rare. This pot can be regarded as a fine product.Begonias are nothing but ordinary flowers, also called heartbroken and acacia.However, the flowering period failed, leaving only one pot empty, but no one was sentimental because of the flowers.

In such a dark night, the begonias are still in bloom but are about to meet the moment when the flowers will fail.

But Qianqing slept soundly.Too many confusing things happened in the forbidden city, but among all the people involved in the incident, Qian Qing was probably the one who slept the best tonight.

There is no news of the strange robber in Tsing Yi, and there is no clue about what happened in West Street.At this moment, Qian Qing, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know that after two days, the fate of many people would change.

The next morning, the sun shines.Yongcheng waited for the sixth day of the city ban.

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