The Golden Hairpin

"Oh, Master Zhou." Father Zhang happily came over and opened the door. He saw Huang Zixia, but did not recognize that she was Yang Chonggu, who had been here before. Zhou Ziqin only said, "This is also a friend of Brother Zhang's last name. yellow."

"Oh, please come in, both of you." Father Zhang smiled and let them come into the yard, looked inside the house, and prepared to make tea. Huang Zixian said, "Don't worry, uncle. Brother Zhang and us mentioned Di Cui's matter. We all know she is here."

"This kid... is still so straightforward." Father Zhang was slightly embarrassed and smiled, "But this also shows that you are his best friends. He naturally trusted you, so he said."

That being the case, he didn't hide anymore, and asked them to enter the house and sit down, and said to the upstairs: "Dicui, Brother Zhang's friend is here, come down and help make some tea."

"Hey, I'll get down." She immediately got down and saw them sitting in front of the hall. She gave a little salute and turned around to make tea in the stove a little unnaturally.

Father Zhang sat down in front of them with a smile, and said, "Xingying should still be working at the Kui Palace today. I don't know why the two are looking for him?"

When Zhou Ziqin saw him asking like this, he was speechless for a while, so he could only look at Huang Zixian indifferently.

Huang Zixia looked at Father Zhang in front of him, and didn't know how to speak. For a long time, he could only say, "Uncle is in good health lately? He seems to have a lot of energy."

"My disease is really difficult. I have to fry three times a day, every time I fry for two hours, and I have to take it on time, so I don’t expect to have the roots broken. But after the child of Di Cui came here , I get up every day and four hours to help me decoct the medicine. I can’t help me serve me the medicinal soup three times a day. I feel annoyed by drinking the medicine, but she just patiently grinds with me and persuades me to drink it. After a few months, finally It's getting better gradually." Father Zhang looked at the stove and sighed and said, "After she escaped from the capital that time, she returned shortly afterwards. She was worried that no one would help me decoction and my illness would relapse again! Say, can I push this good boy out? Even if I fight for a family, I have to keep her! It's just that Xingying had gone to Chuanshu to find someone at the time, and we couldn't notify him again, and waited until he came back. , Told him the good news."

Zhou Ziqin and Huang Zixia listened to him, they looked at each other, and they didn't know how to open this mouth. Zhou Ziqin's eyes were red, just biting his lower lip, fearing that he would cry when he opened his mouth.

Seeing their strange expressions, Father Zhang was a little strange. Seeing Zhou Ziqin's expression, he felt that something was wrong. He was about to ask, when Di Cui came up with the tea tray, he didn't ask for it first, and only distributed tea to everyone.

After everyone had a few sips of tea, Father Zhang asked, "By the way, Young Master Zhou, did you ask me about the last time?"

Zhou Ziqin nodded quickly: "Uncle, do you mean that painting?"

"Yes, this is something that the first emperor bestowed on me after all. It doesn't seem to be good for the government to confiscate it?" Father Zhang said with regret, "This is a gift bestowed by the emperor after all, my greatest glory in this life!"

Zhou Ziqin frowned and said, "This is really strange. I have asked about Dali Temple, the Criminal Department, and Jingzhao Mansion. I asked my acquaintances to search for the evidence room, but they all said that they were not in their hands."

Father Zhang could only nod his head and said: "I should be there, I'll find it slowly."

Huang Zixia saw that the topic had already changed, and asked: "Old man Zhang, I don't know how you went to the palace to diagnose your pulse, can you tell us more about it?"

"Oh, speaking of this, but it is the most glorious thing in my life..." At this point, his wrinkled face suddenly became bright, "I remember it was in the early March of the sixth year of Huichang, one day in the evening. , I was about to finish sitting in the hall, when someone came to look for me. When I saw that I was a white-faced old eunuch, I was suddenly surprised. The **** should see a doctor at the imperial doctor in the palace. Why should I come to see me? And that eunuch. As soon as I spoke, I was really surprised and delighted—"

Zhou Ziqin knew that he was definitely looking for him to go to the palace, but his thoughts were confused at this time, and he couldn't talk to him for a while, and just waited for Zhang's father to continue talking.

Father Zhang didn't mind his reaction, and continued cheerfully as usual: "The **** said at the time that my good friend Xu Zhiwei had been an imperial physician in the palace for many years. Now your majesty has taken the medicine by mistake and has been in a coma for several months. I'm not specializing in this, because I have rich experience in poison paralysis, so I elected me and let me go to the palace to try."

Zhou Ziqin asked: "That said, Mr. Zhang must have shown his skills in the palace, and finally succeeded in awakening the first emperor, so that the first emperor gave the imperial pen?"

Father Zhang hesitated for a while, and then said: "This, I am ashamed, but I only saved your Majesty when he was sober. Then I left."

"Should?" Zhou Ziqin asked back.

Father Zhang sighed, knocked on his head and said, "I am old and my memory is a bit blurred. Especially in the situation that day, I may be too excited, but now I want to come here in a trance. It seems to be true, remember. I don't know."

Huang Zixia said, "Just tell me what you remember."

"Well... I was very cautious when I gave my majesty acupuncture. Many eunuchs and maids were watching, and there were several concubines, so I didn't dare to do anything like Linqi, Tianchong, and Fengchi acupoint. I even used it. With twelve stitches, your Majesty finally came to life..."

Zhou Ziqin blinked: "Then...you remember it clearly."

Father Zhang stroked his beard and said triumphantly: "This is my housekeeping ability, of course I remember. Your Majesty opened his eyes and saw me, and the person next to him quickly said that I gave him the needle to wake up. His Majesty nodded. Then the palace people rushed up, crying and laughing in a mess. The **** next to me took me to receive the reward, and asked me to wait next to see if there is still a place for me. I was waiting outside with a group of people ..."

Huang Zixian asked, "Among the people waiting outside, is there a Master Mu Shan?"

Father Zhang patted his head and said, "It seems that there is a master, but he only had a face-to-face meeting with me and went into the hall immediately. I thought it was strange that these princes were all waiting outside, why a monk? Go in first."

"What then?" Zhou Ziqin asked quickly.

"Shortly after the master entered, several princes were also called in. I still want to wait. The eunuchs said that I don’t need me anymore, so I had to leave. Daming Palace is so big, I was taken by an old eunuch. Go, look at the surrounding palaces while walking, and when I walked to the gate of the palace, Zhiwei was waiting for me. We talked for a while, and someone came over and said it was a reward from your Majesty.” Father Zhang said excitedly, “Reward I don’t need to say anything about Caibo. I didn’t expect that his Majesty just woke up and drew me a gift of imperial brush with his own hands. I’ve never seen anyone with such an honor...it’s a pity, as soon as I received the painting, I heard someone rushing from behind, saying loudly to everyone that the first emperor had died... alas!"

Zhou Ziqin also wanted to find out what the first emperor looked like. Huang Zixian winked at him. Then he remembered what he had come for today. He suddenly felt heavy again. He glanced at Huang Zixian silently. Huang Zixian knew what he meant and could only speak by himself. , Said: "Old Uncle Zhang, people live forever, green grass and autumn, after all... Don't be too sad."

"The first emperor died for more than ten years, what am I still sad about?" Zhang Weiyi didn't care, and then remembered, and asked, "The two of you are here today, are you here to find Xingying? The time for his return is uncertain, or else , You go to the Kui Palace to find it?"

"No...no, old man, in fact, we are here to tell you..." Zhou Ziqin hesitated, Huang Zixia gave him a wink, motioned him to go to the side, and asked in a low voice: "Maybe...we can hide it first. , Wait until Old Uncle Zhang's body is healed?"

Zhou Ziqin said a little hesitantly: "But, soon the people from Dali Temple will come to the door, do you think you can hide it?"

Huang Zixian frowned slightly, before speaking, suddenly there was a sound of beating the door outside, and said very hard: "Is anyone there? Is anyone home?"

Father Zhang quickly responded, ready to open the door.

Huang Zixia raised her hand to signal him to stop, then turned her head and whispered inwardly: "Miss Di Cui, please go upstairs first."

Di Cui, who was in the inner hall, responded and hurried upstairs.

Father Zhang was surprised and asked, "What's the matter? The neighbors here often communicate with each other and won't enter my house without permission."

Huang Zixia was in a state of confusion, and she could only tremble and say, "Uncle Zhang... life and death can not be restored by humans. You, you must look a little bit open."

Father Zhang glanced at her suspiciously, not knowing what she meant, only stretched out his hand to open the door.

Outside the door were two young officials in public uniforms. After seeing him, they asked, "Is it Zhang Xingying's family?"

Father Zhang nodded and asked quickly: "My family Xingying...what's wrong?"

"He is dead, now he is parked in Yizhuang in the south of the city, you can go to recognize the corpse and draw it."

The tone of business affairs, brief words without mercy. Father Zhang hadn't recovered yet, he just stood at the door blankly, looking at them dumbly, and forgot to reach out and pick up the file list in their hands: "What?"

The two people only stuffed the bill into his hand and said, "Chengnan Yizhuang, you or someone else in your family, go and recognize the corpse as soon as possible in the past two days. We are waiting for the case to be closed."

Father Zhang stood at the door in a daze, his face turned blue and unpopular. The two were a little worried when they saw it, so they looked inside and asked, "Lao Zhang, is there anyone in your family? The order has been delivered now. You remember to go there early and we will leave first."

Father Zhang still stood there stiffly, motionless, only muttering in his mouth: "Why... why did you die?"

"He murdered and framed others in an attempt to frame others. After the incident was revealed, he committed suicide in fear of crime. In short, it is not a good end, you should go and admit the corpse." After the two said, they turned around and left. A group of people had already surrounded the courtyard gate. Hearing Zhang Xingying's charges, they all pointed to Zhang's courtyard gate in surprise.

Seeing the crowds outside, Huang Zixian quickly closed the door, and then held Father Zhang's body, calling him anxiously: "Old man Zhang, old man..."

Before the words fell, his body had fallen stiffly. Huang Zixia is a woman after all. She couldn't hold his fallen body for a while, so she could only hold him and slam into the door behind her with a muffled sound.

Zhou Ziqin rushed to grab them and held them back, only to find that Zhang's father had only the breath to breathe, but no breath to enter. Di Cui had already seen the movement outside from the small window upstairs. She stumbled and ran down. She was choked with crying, and only knelt on the ground stroking Father Zhang's arm and howling.

Huang Zi Xia stood up silently, feeling that her shoulder was so painful. It was obvious that she had just hit the wall badly, but she just stunned and said nothing.

Seeing Di Cui crying almost fainting, Zhou Ziqin became a little frightened, and said quickly, "Miss Lu, don't be too sad. There is nothing to do with this..."

While he was talking, he cautiously tried to take away the piece of paper in Father Zhang's hand. Who knew that the slip was so tightly held by him that he couldn't move a bit. Seeing Di Cui crying out of breath, he quickly raised his hand to block the list and winked at Huang Zixia.

Huang Zixia endured the severe pain in her shoulders and knelt down calmly. When he was about to block the list with the hem of his clothes, Di Cui leaned down, held Father Zhang's hand, looked at the piece of paper, and asked, "This is ... Brother Zhang is dead?"

Huang Zixia knew that she had heard the news upstairs, so she could only nod her head and whispered: "Yes..."