The Golden Hairpin

Huang Zixia followed Zhou Ziqin and walked along the corridor where the prickly pears were hanging down to the door of Dongshou's room. Zhou Ziqin pulled Amo over to her and said: "Tonight, wash your feet or wash your feet in the bedding, or wash your feet tomorrow morning. If you have anything to do, call him. If he doesn't do well, you can give him a color!"

Huang Zixia remembered that Zhou Ziqin was almost crushed by the bronze figure at the time, and the two of them were still not surprised at turning over the flower rope. She thought in her heart, I guess there is no mistake, how many years have you given the color, when did he care for you?

Fortunately, she was very familiar with this, so she asked Amo to go to the cabinet and take the quilt out, spread it out for herself, and then went to the cabinet to pick two new towels, and asked Amo to go to the kitchen to bring a stab of hot water.

A Mo is lazy, but after all, she is the person next to King Kui. How dare she be negligent, she hurriedly brought water to Duancha and made the bed, which was much more diligent than serving Zhou Ziqin.

Huang Zixian closed the door and washed his face and feet, wiped his body, and felt that the exhaustion of the day's running around was welling up. She was lying on the bed, still wondering whether she would have insomnia if she revisited her old place. Surprisingly, the sleepiness came, and after a while, she was already deep asleep.

I don't know how long it took, she saw her parents and brother beckoning for herself to go over.

She took two steps quickly and felt that walking was not right, so she looked down and found out that she was wearing a pleated skirt embroidered with Begonia branches, not an eunuch's costume. She didn't pay attention and almost stepped on the corner of her skirt. .

Huang Zixia happily lifted the skirt corners and ran towards them, and the family sat together happily. There was a vast expanse around her, she could not see anything, only a square meter in front of her eyes. The four of them were sitting around the stone table, with a sweet-scented osmanthus flower blooming just right above their heads, and a strong fragrance enveloped them.

Everyone was talking happily, but Huang Zixia couldn't understand. So she only hugged her mother's arm, as usual, pressed her cheek to her arm with an anguish, and looked at everyone with a smile.

She didn't know what they were talking about, but since everyone was happy, she also kept smiling. One by one, the sweet-scented osmanthus fell on their heads, shoulders, and on the stone table, more and more, golden and bright.

Perhaps the fragrance was too strong and the joy was too fascinating. Huang Zixia smiled, leaning on her mother, and gradually fell into a trance in the joy and happiness. So she closed her eyes with a smile, and let the sweet-scented osmanthus and sunlight fall on her.

I don't know how long it took, the warm sunshine and the sweet osmanthus fragrance were gone. She didn't know where she was, so she opened her eyes and looked around.

It was still a vast expanse of whiteness, and what I saw before my eyes was still only the size of Zhang Xu's radius. Her parents and brother, lying on the bed, covered with white cloth, stopped quietly on the blue brick floor.

There was no sound, everything around her solidified.

She looked at the corpses of her relatives, standing in a place where she didn't know whether it was far or near. She stared blankly, forgetting to breathe, and stopping her heartbeat. She didn't know how long she stood motionless, and then suddenly thought in her heart, it turned out to be a dream, it turned out that she had fallen into this dream again.

As if the spell was broken, she suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.

The dream suddenly shattered in front of her. Except for the severe pain in his heart that was almost suffocating, nothing was left.

She clutched her chest, breathing heavily, staring at everything around her.

This familiar furnishing, this memory scene. Even the patterns carved on the beams and pillars are exactly the same as she remembered.

She came back, returned to Chuanshu County Shoufu, returned to the place where she spent the best time in her life, and returned to the place that made her most painful in this life.

She gripped the quilt hard, her hands and body trembling so much, as if the muscles all over her body were convulsing. She breathed hard, the dark tide in front of her finally gradually receded, the roar in her ears finally faded, and she finally came back to life again.

I heard the sound of birds jumping and chirping on the branches, but there was no other sound.

She sat up from the bed and looked out the window. It's already three poles in the sun, and there is crystal dew hanging on the plump lichens hanging in front of the window, reflecting the colorful colors of sunlight. You can see a lotus pond in a corner, where the last lotus flowers of summer are still blooming sporadically.

Huang Zi Xia stared out the window blankly, at the county guard house, at the years he used to be extremely beautiful, and at the time of a girl who had died forever.

After a long time, she shook her head, leaving everything behind for the time being. She said to herself: "Huang Zixia, don't be the kind of weak-willed person that you most look down on. There is only one thing you can do now. There is only one way before you. There is only one way you can go now. end."

After washing with the water left over from last night, she opened the door and went out.

Standing under the corridor of the east wing, the sunlight is dazzling. At a glance, she saw three people sitting there having breakfast in the open doors and windows in the West Flower Hall opposite.

It was Zhou Ziqin who was facing her, holding the bun in his hand and beckoning to her sharply: "Chonggu, come here quickly, are you hungry?"

As for the two people sitting on his left and right, they were Li Shubai and Zhang Xingying who were very familiar with each other.

She hurried through the small courtyard and met Li Shubai in the past: "The prince came here early in the morning, I don't know what's important?"

"I heard that the Dim Sum in the County Shou Mansion is very good, so I deliberately didn't use it earlier and came over from Jiedu Mansion to taste it." Li Shu said with a small plate of porridge in his hand.

Huang Zixia nodded to him, sat on the empty side of the small square table, and while serving herself with egg drop soup, said to him: "Yes, some of the cooks in the county guard house are very famous in Shu county. Especially for dim sum. Ms. Zheng, she and her two masters are all craftsmen out of a hundred."

Zhou Ziqin looked at her questioningly: "How do you know? Even I don't know..."

"Have you forgotten that we investigated everyone in the mansion last time?" Li Shubai asked calmly.

Zhou Ziqin suddenly admired: "You have a great memory!"

Zhang Xingying immersed himself in drinking porridge and eating steamed buns, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Li Shubai asked Huang Zixia: "You have been working so hard these days, how is the case progressing?"

Huang Zixian put down the egg soup and said: "At present, it seems that Qi Teng's death should be related to the death of Fu Xinruan and Wen Yang, and the death of Tang Zhuniang."

Li Shubai glanced at Zhou Ziqin, and asked, "Where was the murder with the county guard?"

Huang Zixia thought for a while and said, "Maybe it doesn't matter."

"I think it's related." Li Shubai didn't rush, letting Zhou Ziqin who was confused, and Qin stunned to open his eyes, "I heard that Yu Xuan was also involved in this case. Therefore, several cases were involved. The same person is connected in series, isn't it?"

Huang Zixia nodded silently and said, "Yes, he has a relationship with all the cases and all the dead, which is difficult to distinguish."

"So, what are you going to do?" he asked again.

Huang Zixia leaned back in the chair, thought for a while quietly, and said, "I will visit him."

Zhou Ziqin immediately proposed: "Let's go to him today!"

"Yeah." Huang Zixian responded, and then remembered something, then turned to ask Zhang Xingying: "Second Brother Zhang, I remember the day you met Jing Yu when you were in danger, when you fell off the cliff, you were hit by a man on horseback. Down?"

"It's not a collision, but he suddenly appeared from the corner of the cliff, and didn't strangle his horse a little when turning. The rushing horse suddenly rushed towards me and shocked me, so I slipped and slipped off. Zhang Xingying hurriedly stuffed half of the bun in his hand into his mouth, finished eating in one bite, and said, "So, maybe he didn't intentionally hit me, but I was indeed caused by him to fall off the cliff."

Zhou Ziqin was a little confused and asked, "What does Tang Zhuniang's death have to do with Zhang Erge's falling off the cliff?"

"Do you remember that King Kui disappeared in those few days. The Xichuan Army blocked the access roads during search and rescue operations, and no carriages were allowed to enter the mountain roads. Therefore, when Tang Zhuniang returned home, she could not hire a car and walked back. , Brother Zhang also walked all the way on the mountain road before being rammed by the opponent."

Zhou Ziqin's eyes widened suddenly: "Chonggu! You mean... the person who ordered the closure of the mountain has a problem?"

"Who is okay to block the road and set up such a big bureau?" Huang Zixia was speechless: "I mean, since carriages and horses have been banned for several days at that time, then the man who knocked Zhang Er Ge off the cliff, again How can you ride a horse on the mountain trail?"

Zhou Ziqin suddenly realized that he slapped the table: "Assassin! It must be the assassin of the assassin lord at that time. He has been stranded in the forest and has not been in or out for several days, so he appeared on the mountain road on horseback!"

Now even Li Shubai couldn't help it, and turned his head to the side silently.

After all, Huang Zixian had a close relationship with Zhou Ziqin, so she could barely bear it, and asked: "If this is the case, there are often Xichuan army search teams on the mountain road. How dare he run wild on the road? News from the assassin?"

Zhou Ziqin suddenly took a breath, looked around carefully, and leaned in front of them and asked: "What do you mean... the assassin is someone the Xichuan Army knew?"

Huang Zixian finally couldn't help it anymore, pressing her forehead, squeezing her elbows heavily on the table: "Brother Zi Qin, I mean, this person who is riding a horse on the mountain road is most likely to be Xichuan. People in the army, or at least people they know."

Zhou Ziqin suddenly flashed big eyes and looked at them puzzledly, not understanding what this had to do with solving the case.

Huang Zixian asked Zhang Xingying: "Do you remember what that person looked like right away?"

"Uh... because the horse came too fast and rushed over, and I fell down immediately, so I didn't see it clearly." Zhang Xingying said honestly.

Huang Zixian asked again: "Does that figure feel close to Yu Xuan?"

Zhang Xingying suddenly shook his head: "Yu Xue is my benefactor, and I have seen him many times. I feel that he has no resemblance to that person."

Huang Zixian turned his head to look at Li Shubai and said, "So, although Yu Xuan is related to these cases, he is not familiar with the Xichuan Army. It is estimated that it is unlikely to be able to enter at that time. Therefore, he In terms of possibility, the connection with Tang Zhuniang's death should be small."

Li Shubai frowned and said, "Although Tang Zhuniang's death has nothing to do with him, but Fu Xinruan, Qi Teng, and the **** case of the county guard house, I have to say that he is all key figures. You can't avoid this. ."

Huang Zixia was silent for a long time, then nodded and said, "Yes, I will pay special attention to him."