Northern Song Dynasty: The City of Qingquan Mystery Case

Goose Huang sat quietly by the side, smiling without saying a word.Ganqing took down the teacup, feeling uneasy.

Could it be that she put something in the tea?

Thinking of this, Gan Qing quickly glanced at Goose Yellow, and saw that her complexion was normal, and laughed secretly at himself for being stupid-why did the girl from the brothel who met for the first time drug herself?Those who should be on guard are not on guard, and those who should not be on guard are always on guard.

Seeing that he was silent, Ehuang knew that he was here to ask about Tourmaline, so she simply started the chatterbox: "Tourma and Shuiniang have a good relationship, it's only natural." It dissipated in the air, like smoke floating, making her face more indifferent but beautiful like a fairy in the clouds: "Hongxin is Tourmaline's girl, and Tourmaline has gone. Hongxin doesn't have to take care of her, so she hangs up the sign. Hongxin She was originally a servant, but she was well-behaved and naturally likable, but not long after, she also fell ill."

"You said 'the tourmaline has gone'? Why is that? Isn't it missing?"

Goose Huang shook his head slightly: "It's been several years, and no one can be found at all. It's just that Shuiniang is unwilling to accept the truth."

Qianqing nodded and drank tea, and continued to ask: "You are not familiar with Tourmaline?"

Goose Huang shook his head again, and said bluntly: "I don't know anyone here, except Shuiniang. We have known each other since we were young, and after I went to the capital, she came to Yongcheng."

Qian Qing sighed: "It can be seen that she is in pain."

Goose Yellow slowly walked to the window and fiddled with an orchid: "She has been drinking heavily since Tourmaline left. She doesn't drink well, she gets drunk after a few drinks, and cries when drunk. Originally, women in Qing|lou are miserable .”

how about you?Qianqing really wants to ask this sentence.What kind of life experience is this goose yellow, and why has he been reduced to prostitution.But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them.

"What about Hongxin? Hongxin also wants to be listed?"

"It seems so, I don't know. From what Shui Niang said, Tourmaline has always been kind-hearted and never treats the red letter as a servant. Hanging up a sign, like Tourmaline, does not sell herself, and earns a lot of money. As long as someone praises it, Fame and fortune, in the eyes of some people, it is better than being a servant after all."

After thinking about it, it is true.It is rumored that Zixia, a famous prostitute in Hangzhou, married Su Zizhan, but it is also a good story.The women in the brothel have a bad life, but if they are listed, they have good looks, good character, talent and learning, and follow the right people, maybe they can live a good life.

Ganqing nodded, and then asked, "What kind of people are Tourmaline and Hongxin?"

Goose Yellow turned around and smiled: "I just heard about it. Tourmaline has a good reputation, smart and kind. Hong Xin, I heard that she is very cute and hardworking. Although she doesn't read much, she writes with taste. Later, she didn't write much. I'm also surprised." After that, Ehuang took out some papers from under the bed and smiled slightly, "I hid them privately."

Ganqing took it over and saw that it was some poems.The writing in lower case is somewhat similar to that of Qu Ze, but different.

"'Guanju', 'Papaya', and 'Zijin' are all love poems...huh? Is this 'Mang'?"

Qianqing spread out a piece of paper, the font on it was not the same as the other fonts, it seemed to be scribbled: "Chi Chi, the rascal, hug Bu Maosi, if you don't come to Maosi, come to me..."

"Abandoned Wife's Poetry." Goose Yellow replied lightly.

Gan Qing frowned and asked, "Who taught this?"

Ehuang took out the "Book of Songs" from the side again: "There are no books in the red letter room, this is one of the few books, you can see how many times she has read it by looking at the traces."

Open it cleanly, there are traces of reading it many times, and there are many explanations.Qianqing asked: "I've been to her room, but I didn't see these..."

Ehuang said: "She left these things before she moved in. Mr. Xia wanted to ask me how I got them? After the accident, I asked people to search through her old house to find some clues. These are the only things that are useful gone."

After all, Goose Huang thought for a while with his chin in his hands, as if he remembered something.

"Wait, there's this." She turned around and found another handkerchief with golden orchids embroidered on it. "I heard that tourmaline is good at embroidery. This handkerchief is so exquisitely embroidered that it should be embroidered by tourmaline, but it is in Hongxin's place." I found it. Don't be afraid, my lord, this veil has been boiled in hot water, so there will be no problem, but the color is not good."

Seeing Jinlan, Qianqing said casually: "This kind of embroidery is rare, and it's not that I haven't seen Jinlan before, but it's not as good as this handkerchief."

Goose Huang teased: "I heard that Tourmaline created this embroidery method. Where did Mr. Xia see it? There is no other place except this brothel. If you are a regular visitor, you must have seen it."

Gan Qing ignored her teasing, and asked instead: "You are not familiar with them, why—"

"I just don't want to see Shuiniang suffer," Ehuang sighed and covered her face, but Qian Qing didn't see her expression clearly.

Ganqing knew that the goose yellow was not easy, so he was silent for a while, and asked: "Are you really just afraid that the water mother will be troubled?"

Hearing this, Goose Huang was stunned for a moment.She turned to look at Qianqing, and smiled softly: "What else could it be?"

She was as gentle as ever, and her eyes were still hostile.This made Ganqing puzzled - Ehuang was obviously helping him understand the case, why did he have such a look?

Gentle and quiet, neither enemy nor friend.

Qian Qing was a little scared.He has always boasted that his ability to see and recognize people is top-notch. Now this kind of stunt is useless in front of the extremely high-ranking Anhuang.What is the origin of this woman?

Qianqing was full of doubts, and asked: "I will go to Bianjing City with my father occasionally, I don't know where Sister Ehuang lives, I might as well bring someone there to cheer for me."

His remark was intended to find out the details of Ei Huang, but Ei Huang smiled slightly, and passed by in a few words.

"I invested money in many big restaurants in Bianjing City. Mr. Xia has gone to Bianjing City. I may not be here anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to receive them."

"Which are there?"

Ehuang smiled slightly: "Jiutian Pavilion, Fengtian Pavilion, and Zuixian Tower are all there. There are also some less famous ones."

Gan Qing was taken aback, she really wasn't a simple brothel girl.Shuiniang can contract Xiaxi Street, but she contracted the big restaurant in Bianjing City.How much money do these two people have to earn!

Seeing the sunset glowing in the sky, and the setting sun intending to return to the west, Ehuang got up to see off the guests: "It's getting late, young master, please go back. If what I said can help Mr. Yi, that would be the best."

Gan Qing said goodbye, just took two steps, suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked: "You just said, 'Yi Gongzi'? You mean Yi Xiangquan? Do you know him? I mean why did you help me? Since you are from Bianjing, do you know some people—"

Goose Huang smiled and shook his head: "I don't know."

Cleaned up with an "oh" and left with doubts.He was extremely curious about this person, Ehuang, but she didn't want to say anything more, it would be no different to ask more, it would be better to pretend to be stupid and leave.

Goose Huang watched him leave, and went to the window again.The setting sun is as bright red as a flame, and the clouds are like veils.A slight scent of chrysanthemums is carried in the breeze, one knows that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching.The fish in the pond return to the abyss, the swallows return to their nests, and the smoke from the cooking stove calls out to the children, all of which remind Ehuang of the sky in Bianjing.The red one wants people to forget the past and indulge in it, but they can't see the future.

She smiled slightly, and murmured in a voice that no one could hear: "Yi Xiangquan... I know him, but I don't know him. I don't know him now, but I may not know him in the future."

The author has something to say: the "Jiutian Pavilion" mentioned by Ehuang is the teahouse in early summer in the prologue.The two detectives in the prologue will officially appear in the third part.