Dreaming back to the Tang Dynasty, I was working as a detective in Chang'an

After investigating the case, I feel like I have reached a dead end again. Mr. Zhang has disappeared. Where has he gone? Or was he killed too?

Sometimes when you are thinking hard and getting no results, you will find that you get hungry very quickly.

Fatty and I came out of the Chamber of Commerce, our stomachs were already growling with hunger. Next to the Chamber of Commerce, there is a Jianghu restaurant owned by Suzhou people. We were really hungry, so we planned to sit down and eat before going to the Shipping Department.

There are many southern businessmen in Chang'an County doing business here. At this time of meal, there are really many people in the store. Most of the people who come to this kind of restaurant to eat are from the south, and Wu Nong’s soft language can’t be understood at all, but the roast goose here is the same as the legend of the West Lake vinegar fish.

We sat down in the corner and ordered each of us a bowl of rice, a plate of West Lake vinegar fish, a plate of beggar's chicken, and a bowl of steamed tofu soup. Our mouths were full of oil after eating. This southern cuisine seems light, but it also requires a lot of effort. of.

By this time, the restaurant was full of people, speaking various dialects, and it was very lively. A fat man wearing an khaki satin gown, with a full beard and a greasy face with a few hairs on his greasy face, looked vulgar. He was chatting with a short and sharp old man in a high-pitched voice, and he caught my attention with just one sentence.

"Oh, Nong Xiaozhi, I've been really scared to death these past two days. I heard that a girl from Yijiangnan was killed and she didn't even have her head. Now, no one will compete with us for business."

"Hey, you'd better keep your mouth shut, Boss Xue. Although we are in the same industry, there is no need to rejoice in others' misfortunes." The old man shook his head, lowered his head and took a sip of wine.

"Hmph, their business is so booming. We are so crowded that we are almost begging for food. Now they have to be anxious. I can't stand their boss's arrogance. He always greets people with his chin."

"I'm not afraid that the embroidery shop will go bankrupt. I have a lot of business in hand. There are several pawnshops on Antique Street alone, so I can make money faster. I opened this embroidery shop just to make a beauty smile."

When the fat man heard this, he looked vulgar again and said with a smile: "Are you talking about the shopkeeper Chunjiao? She's so cute. Not only is she good at embroidery, but she also knows the music and rhythm of poetry and calligraphy very well, especially her writing. If you are good at calligraphy, then in Pingkangfang, a talented and beautiful woman like her will definitely be the number one, even if you are trying to sell iron, you still have to kiss her, hehe!"

The old man also laughed and said, "You still have the guts? You must have seen your Hedongshi give you a good look in the past two days. I heard that Chunjiao is getting married to their boss next month. Official boss lady, don’t worry about this.”

The wretched fat man looked helpless and said: "It's true that a good man has no good wife, so a lazy man marries a flower. I met the boss of Yijiangnan once when I was in Suzhou. He was ugly, with a scar on his face, just like He has the mouth of a baby, and I think he is not much different from a Rakshasa. I can be called a handsome man in front of him. He doesn’t just rely on his money. Everyone in this world loves money, and it is good to have money." After finishing speaking, With a look of jealousy on his face, he swallowed a sip of wine bitterly.

Let me go, this boss from Yijiangnan is even uglier than this fat guy. What does he look like?

No, wait, this Chunjiao is not only beautiful, but also has good calligraphy! I suddenly remembered the dried ink in Lin Wan'er's fingernails. Could this be a clue?

Lin Waner had ink in her fingernails, and she was with Chunjiao all day long. Could she be related to Lin Waner's death?

The fat man and the old man finished their meal and paid the bill. Zheng Xiaodong and I whispered: "Didn't you hear that fat man say that shopkeeper Chunjiao's handwriting is very beautiful? Then there must be ink in her room. Could Lin Waner's death be related to her?" There are relationships?"

"It's hard to say. The ink in Lin Wan'er's nails is very expensive, and the ink is also very fresh. I think we need to go to her room to have a look."

"Well, that's what I think too. Let's go to the shipping department first. The embroidery and spinning business is busy in the evening, and she will definitely have to take care of the business. We can sneak into her boudoir quietly to find out what's going on."

After the discussion, we paid the bill and hurried to the shipping department. I retrieved the shipping department's freight records for this month and found that there was indeed a merchant ship returning to Suzhou more than half a month ago and it had docked a few days ago. The messenger from the shipping department said that the ship was very busy that day, saying that someone wanted to take a concubine, and they set off after the people seeing off the bride got off the ship.

Not long after it sailed out, another small boat stopped the merchant ship. Then Mr. Zhang and the lady left the merchant ship and boarded the small boat, while the merchant ship continued to move forward until it reached Suzhou.

They got off the merchant ship and boarded another small boat on the way. This makes sense. It must have been the murderer of the person who asked them to get off the boat. I vaguely felt that this Young Master Zhang might have had an accident.

After coming out of the shipping department, it was getting late, so we quietly came to the embroidery workshop of Yijiangnan. Of course, we couldn't rush in directly. We turned to a small alley behind the embroidery building and wanted to enter Chunjiao's room on the second floor of the embroidery workshop. .

The fat man was gasping for air while looking at the embroidered building. I shook my head and said, "With your physique, you should stay down there. If I lift you up, there will be a lot of noise."

The fat man said: "Yes, I feel dizzy when I look at such a height. You should be careful when you go up."

I quietly climbed up along the pillars of the embroidered building. Fortunately, I grew up in a rural area. Although I became a rich man through time travel, I still feel that my skills are still there. I can climb walls and climb buildings quite well, and I climbed up easily. Second floor.

After going up to the second floor, I quickly found Chunjiao's boudoir, because each room had a small door number with a different name written on it. This calligraphy is really beautifully written, and there is a lot of strength in Juanxiu. She couldn’t have written such a calligraphy without more than ten years of effort. If it was really written by Chunjiao, then it can be seen that her character is not as she appears. She hides her tenderness so deeply.

I gently pushed open a room door with Chunjiao written on it.

It is a very spacious room with simple and plain furnishings. Except for a large embroidery stand in the center of the room, there is a large pear wood table next to the window. The four treasures of the study are all available on the case, and the pen holder above is filled with various large and small brushes. There is also a half-written piece of small regular script on the table. The handwriting is very beautiful.

There was an unused piece of ink next to me. I took out a knife and cut a small piece of ink, wrapped it in a clean handkerchief and stuffed it into my pocket. After looking at nothing suspicious, he gently closed the door and walked out.

When I was about to turn down the page, I suddenly heard the footsteps of someone going upstairs. I panicked and saw the room with Lin Wan'er's name written on it. I thought that no one would enter this room. I planned to go in and hide for a while, waiting. After people leave, I will come out again.

So I pushed open the door of Lin Wan'er's room, turned around and sneaked in.