Northern Song Dynasty: The City of Qingquan Mystery Case

Xiangquan suddenly turned his head and said to Qianqing: "Go and call the official."

"But--"

"Go quickly."

Feeling full of doubts, he turned his head to look while walking.Fang Qian was still squatting by the mouth of the well, paralyzed, like a broken puppet, like a petrified statue.His soul was taken away, leaving only an empty shell.

Yi Xiangquan whispered something beside him, but Fang Qian didn't respond at all.

Qian Qing walked to the yard and saw Mr. Zhao and his party already standing outside the yard.Soon, some officials entered and carried several bags of white powder.

Gan Qing narrowed his eyes and asked, "This is..."

"Lime. The plague-stricken corpse cannot be kept. Even if the wellhead is sealed well, but the corpse is close to the water source, if it is not handled properly and the plague spreads, the whole city will suffer." Master Zhao's expression is serious, and he has never seen it before. He looks like this.

Heir to King Pu.

Knowing his identity, Gan Qing suddenly felt a little afraid to speak.He collected himself, pretended that everything was going on as usual, and said, "Does your lord know what's going on? Fang Qian's appearance... what's going on?"

Mr. Zhao sighed: "Master Yi didn't tell you? Fang Qian is Hongxin's lover, and he is inseparable from Tourmaline's death. Hongxin committed suicide by falling from the building this time, and Fang Qian threw the body into the well. "

What does it mean to be struck by lightning?what happened?

He also stuttered: "How, how is it possible? Commander Fang? That's Commander Fang! That's Fang Qian!"

Mr. Zhao sighed: "I know Mr. Xia is very close to Commander Fang, but... Mr. Yi told me these things when he came to me to dispatch part of his troops tonight. He gave a general account of the case without going into details. I initially I can't believe it, after all, it's really... unbelievable," he slowly shook his head, as if he couldn't accept it, "but Mr. Yi is so firm, so I sent someone here. I believe in Mr. Yi's wisdom. "

Gan Qing thought to himself, Xiang Quan had guessed Mr. Zhao's identity a long time ago, and kept silent all the time, just waiting to reveal it to his face when discussing with Mr. Zhao tonight, so that he could trust him.

Really insidious.

Mr. Zhao coughed, and continued: "Young Master Yi doesn't want to reveal the details at all. He asked me to dispatch troops because Fang Qian is very skilled in martial arts, and he is afraid that he will resist arrest."

"Resisting arrest?"

Master Zhao nodded and said, "That's right. Fang Qian was involved in this matter, but there is no more direct evidence other than the footprints. The original plan was to gather many soldiers around the well and arrest him when he showed his feet. However, Here, Mr. Yi changed his mind. Now it seems that there is no need for a large group of people."

Looking around, the "big team" was still standing outside the courtyard, and only Fang Qian and Yi Xiangquan, who was riding a donkey, were left beside the well.

The way Xiang Quan spoke seemed to be enlightening and judging—but Fang Qian sat on the ground dumbly without any response.

Mr. Zhao showed an unbearable look: "Young Master Yi ordered Fang Qian to be locked up tonight, under strict protection, and will be tried tomorrow until the city ban ends."

Qianqing just looked at Fang Qian's sad shadow, but he still didn't believe it.Fang Qian should have nothing to do with this matter.How could it be him?Why him?

Qianqing suddenly realized that Mr. Zhao only said "Fang Qian is Hongxin's lover" just now, but he didn't say that he had killed anyone.

How did tourmaline die?

Fang Qian was probably just someone involved in this matter.The matter of Tourmaline has not been resolved, and there are many doubts. As long as Fang Qian opens his mouth, the matter will naturally come to light.

Qianqing slapped his thigh, it turned out that this matter is endless, Fang Qian may not be guilty.

"Does Yang Fu Yin know about Fang Qian and Hong Xin?" After a long time, Qian Qing came back to his senses and asked in a rage.

Mr. Zhao snorted, seemingly very angry: "Since Mr. Xia asked this question, he must have been suspicious a long time ago. That's right, the Yang Fu Yin knew about it. But according to what he said, he just knew that Fang Qian had something to do with Hongxin. At that time, Fang Qian hadn't gone to the battlefield, but was just a catcher, but he was very appreciated by Yang Fu Yin. Yang Fu Yin knew Fang Qian's friendship, so he often brought him to West Street, and asked Hong Xin to come out to accompany guests. This He matched the two of them."

"What a good man who cares about his subordinates." Gan Qing sarcastically.After all, Yuanjian Fang Qian was pulled up by the officers and soldiers and taken away.A group of people walked out of the yard slowly and gradually walked away.Qian Qing froze and watched them disappear at the corner of the street.

what happened?

The truth must be found out.

Gan Qing has known Fang Qian for so long, they are both from Yongcheng.They are similar in age, have known each other since childhood, and there is no barrier.When Qianqing was in his teens, he also liked West Street quite a lot, and occasionally came to hang out, and sometimes knocked Fang Qian down.Later, Fang Qian joined the war and went to the north. Although it was not the front line, it was far away from Yongcheng.

It was a few days before he returned.Fang Qian is highly skilled in martial arts, kind-hearted, and doesn't have the slightest air of being a soldier.

Qianqing closed his eyes, feeling a splitting headache.

I remember that the two often played Cuju together when they were young.Although Fang Qian played well, he never hurt anyone.He has done a clean job.

A martial arts practitioner, young and promising, turned out to be so haggard in the end.Fang Qian sat paralyzed by the well, as if he had lost everything—this scene was deeply engraved in Qianqing's mind, and he couldn't get it off.

Ganqing dare not accept the fact that Fang Qianhui is inextricably linked with the women in the brothel, and it is easy to kill him.The two have been seeing each other for the past few days, Fang Qian's expression is so bad, but Qian Qing doesn't see anything.

Qian Qing was thinking, but heard a rattling sound behind him.Yi Xiangquan came slowly on his donkey, he was expressionless, as if he hadn't experienced or seen anything.It's like a traveler looking at the scenery - when it's late at night, he goes home to rest.

He is laid back!

Ganqing moved his lips, but couldn't say anything.He wanted to ask everything, but couldn't ask a word.

The little donkey walked slowly to the hospital.There is no moon tonight, no one is on the street, and the alleys are dark.Ganqing followed the donkey, thinking about how to speak.

Of course Xiangquan understood what he was thinking, and spoke first: "I asked a few questions just now, but Fang Qian didn't say anything. You came to investigate a few days ago. Although I suspected him, I didn't ask you to interrogate him. This matter You should act cautiously, and it is safest for me to resolve it."

"Heh, what can you say when you look at his distraught appearance? This...what the hell is going on?"

Xiangquan was silent for a while, but his eyes were colorless: "Let him calm down overnight, and interrogate tomorrow. If he doesn't say anything, the matter will be difficult. I just hope he can speak tomorrow. I really didn't expect him to be like this." state, I thought he was determined, and he wouldn’t be able to—”

"So?" Gan Qing stopped, with cold eyebrows and raised eyes.He has nowhere to vent his anger tonight.

"As I said, everything will be discussed tomorrow. There is time before the city gate opens."

Qian Qing said coldly: "I saw things I shouldn't see, heard things I didn't want to hear, and got unacceptable results, but you didn't give any explanation?"

It's three o'clock.Yongcheng seems to have reached late autumn, and the wind is cool, with a chill penetrating through the clothes.Yi Xiangquan's white clothes seemed to have fallen into an endless night.

"I'll give you the answer tomorrow. But," Xiang Quan suddenly turned his head, "you have to calm down."

"Calm down? Pooh! Fang Qian is my childhood playmate, something happened to him, you let me calm down?"

Gan Qing pulled the rein, and the donkey neighed, looking very bleak in the quiet alley.

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Qian Qing breathed a sigh of relief and looked forward.There seemed to be a shadow moving in the medical hall, maybe Qu Ze had prepared a supper, waiting for the "patient" Xiangquan to go back.

Xiangquan sighed heavily, and asked Ganqing, "Have you thought about leaving Yongcheng?"

Gan Qing was silent for a while, and said: "Of course, but I want to talk about it in a few years."

"It's almost there now." Xiang Quan's white clothes floated in the dark night, as if they would float away at any moment.

Qianqing didn't say anything, just rolled his eyes.Yi Xiangquan's few words had nothing to do with each other, and he didn't bother to answer them.He sent Xiangquan upstairs, and led the donkey home by himself.

The night was so quiet that the donkey's hooves could be heard in the alley.It looks so clear when it steps on the unique bluestone path in the south of the Yangtze River.I have walked this road many times. When I was a child, I didn’t go to the academy to study, but ran out to write and draw on the slate; at night, I would go to the hawker to buy some food, just spend a few copper coins, or carry a lantern , wandering back home.

At that time, Yongcheng was like this, with such roads, such lights, and such alleys, but it was more lively than it is now.Ganqing sometimes plays cricket and Cuju with others.

Fang Qian...

Qian Qing suddenly felt unprecedentedly lonely, what happened to him?What happened tonight made him feel deeply, as if suddenly, something was lost.

He never thought that the case would have anything to do with Fang Qian.When he saw Fang Qian's pale face, and saw a man who had been a strong fighter collapse to the ground, he felt uncomfortable.

He dare not accept this fact.

He had seen Hongxin before, she was cute and sensible, but now she was lying at the bottom of the cold well with her disfigured appearance, emitting a stench.If the lime is poured in time, there will be no bones left.And Tourmaline, no one has said anything about her death.Only the rotting bones of those who knew her were left.She stayed at the bottom of the well for so long, but no one knew about it, and no one paid homage to her... What would happen if Shui Niang knew?Will you drink again?Will you wipe away your tears and greet guests with a smile?

The wind blew over, and it was a little cold.Yi Xiangquan still had a lot of things to say, and Fang Qian didn't open his mouth.Will we know the truth tomorrow?At the moment when he was close to the truth, Qian Qing flinched.He looked at the willow trees on the street, stretched out his hands to fiddle with them, dangling like a woman's hanging black hair, and whispered softly.

Ganqing doesn't want to delve into the matter, he hopes that the journey home will be long and long, and that time can stay at this moment.However, no one can stop the passage of time. The truth must be revealed. No matter who reveals the truth, it must be faced.

Ganqing took a deep breath, since he couldn't stop it, he was strong enough to welcome it.When he returned to Xia Mansion, he saw the lights of his own house, hoping to sleep early tonight and go to see Fang Qian's condition tomorrow.

However, not all Xia family's servants fell asleep, Han Lu and Gu Yu were playing and laughing together in the room, mending some winter clothes.

The topic of the two now jumped to Qian Qing.Gu Yu chuckled and said, "Do you know why Mr. Shang Xing always comes to Xia's house for consultation these few days?"

Han Lu was younger than Gu Yu, and his appearance was that of Jiangnan people.She smiled, and said in a childish voice: "I don't know. Last time I went to serve tea, I caught a glimpse of Mr. Shangxing still holding a green veil, and I don't know what he was talking to Madam."

Gu Yugui smiled cleverly, and said mysteriously: "The old lady mentioned it to me later, it seems to be about Quze."

Han Lu was startled and said: "Could it be for the young master... But this is the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, this..."

Gu Yuchi smiled, bit the silk thread in his hand lightly with his white teeth, and said slowly: "I don't know. Qu Ze is also a very good girl. In my opinion, the main room can't do it, but the side room can't be sure. "

Han Lusu pulled the thread with her hands, lowered her head and pretended to be deep: "Say, sister, you are also pretty good, don't the fat and water flow into the fields of outsiders."

Gu Yu was annoyed: "What are you talking about! It's just our poor young master! I still..."

The two laughed for a while, and when the night fell, they turned off the lights and lay down.

The next day, Qian Qing woke up very early, which was unusual.Today is the last day of the city ban, and Yongcheng will open tomorrow.

He was exhausted, but he saw Gu Yu coming out happily in light green with a white cat in his arms.The circles under her eyes are still dark, probably she was too late to mend her clothes last night.

Ganqing hurried forward, surprised and said: "I said I haven't seen Chuuxue for a few days, but you are raising me."

Gu Yu didn't take it seriously, and said angrily: "Master, you don't care about servants, you care about cats. When I went to see Mr. Yi that day, he entrusted him with it. Chuuxue is very cute. Mr. Yi also specially told him not to let it run around, and he never left Xia's house. courtyard."

Ganqing noticed that there was a golden bell tied around Fuxue's neck, and the bead in the middle had probably been removed. The whole bell was exquisite but made no sound, obviously it was just an ornament.

Qianqing probably tied it on Chuuxue because Gu Yu thought it was interesting.

Seeing him staring at the bell, Gu Yu smiled and said, "Master Yi tied it on. Mr. Yi tied it on himself when he entrusted Chuuxue to me in the medical clinic."

Qianqing laughed dumbfounded: "Xiangquan tied it himself?"

Gu Yu nodded.

Ganqing remembered that Yi Xiangquan had indeed bought two golden bells at the market.He was so bored that he gave the cat a bell.

Yi Xiangquan's thinking cannot be judged by ordinary people.

Qianqing ignored it, and went to the cell of the Yongcheng government office with a sad face.The irony is that Fang Qiantangtang, a commander, was originally a member of the Yamen, but now he is in the prison of the Yamen.

Gan Qing was dressed in a white inner shirt, covered with a black tulle blouse, which was well-made and trimmed with dark green borders.The cloud-like Chinese clothes are in stark contrast to the dilapidated prison cells.The cell was dark and damp, and Qianqing stepped in cautiously.There was a creaking sound of wooden boards, and a musty smell hit the face.He didn't want to come to this kind of place, but it was unusual now.

Two people in the room guarded Fang Qian, and Fang Qian sat on the wet straw pile.He was still wearing an official uniform, and the morning light outside the window shone through the small window and hit him, as if the desolate painting had been stained with ink.Fang Qian sat quietly, as if not even breathing, staring blankly at the dark gray dilapidated wall.

The cell was gloomy, and Qian Qing felt that his heart had also become gloomy.This feeling of being confined is hopeless.Humans yearn for the sun, just like the flowers and trees bathed in the sun, only when all things co-exist, can they prosper.If you can't touch the outside world with your hands, this kind of gloom will kill the most precious thing in your heart, hope.

Qianqing suddenly felt sad, and he couldn't bear to disturb Fang Qian.But he still stood in front of the cell door, holding the iron fence with both hands, speaking softly, as if he was afraid that the loud voice would disturb him: "Are you... are you okay?"

Fang Qian sat with her knees hugged, motionless.

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